Colours of you and me..

I love you.. and I can’t change it. I can’t deny it and I won’t try to. I will live with it..

And I will paint.. paint you in colours of Autumn, in colours of winter, in the greens of summer and the blues of the sky..

I will paint you in colours of sunrise and colours of the sand by the sea.. I will paint you in the pink of the cherry blossoms and the black and whites of our beautiful memories..

And I will paint you in the red that my heart bleeds..

I will paint you in all colours of life.. and may be slowly I will melt in all those colours bit by bit until there’s nothing left but the colours of you and me..


This must stop.

I feel each and everyone must read these books to understand how something is going extremely wrong very close to us.. and by being silent about it we are actually supporting some henious crimes.. this must stop now.. Things have gone so wrong, the wounds are so deep, the hatred so strong it’s almost impossible now to close the gap and make a bridge again.. but we still need to try..
It’s so hard to accept all these negativity spreading viciously and consuming everything around us.. and people sometimes make the biggest mistakes by being judgemental..
We need to stop judging people without even knowing them. We need to stop making our own mental picture of scenarios and start searching for the truth, we need to stop blaming others first and look at us to understand if we are wrong here.. People are loosing lives, mothers are loosing theirs child, wives are loosing husbands and I guess human beings are loosing humanity..
It’s a massacre and it’s high time it should stop.. And to do that the first and most important thing to do is to know the truth.. to listen to each other.. to not judge people..
All these pain and hatred and sufferings it’s too much to even listen to.. I can’t even imagine how people cope up with it.. and to feel all these pain and not being able to do anything about it is probably the most helpless feeling in the world.. it breaks my heart everyday..

This must stop..


She loves the way his hair looks slightly brownish in the afternoon sun, the way his face turns serious as he concentrates on the newspaper, the way sometimes his eyes silently admires her and the way he kisses without any warning.. she loves everything about him, the small details, the sudden breakout of smile, his getting scared of spiders, his stupid ‘i am the best’ attitudes, his small fingers, the smell of his hair, his orange t-shirt days, everything.. she loves him entirely with his good and bad, and right and wrong, his perfections and flaws.. and her heart was full, of the certainity of this most beautiful feeling in the world.. of love..

Rise in love..

So after a looong looong time I am back again…

Learnt a really big lesson this days. Never ever ever ever fall in love..
No no it’s not like that.. what i am trying to say, dont FALL in love, rise in love.. what makes you go down may be you should ignore that love and just say hey i never really loved you.. we were just friends.. 😉 believe me it works. You will feel a lot better.. 😇😇
*Emotionally tested.

SURGICAL STRIKE on Black money- How we are contributing? 

Totally support this..


I reached home after school. It was,as it seemed to me then,quite a normal day with a spicy topping of the issue “ban on 500 and 1000 rupee notes” being debated over in my house. Soon,I could smell the change in air that took place. For two or three days,the whole family ( or I should say “my parents”) had been in high spirits at this decision of our PM. His intentions,policy,and speeches were welcomed with hootings and cheers.But now all this has turned into resentment. Now… after waiting in a long tiresome queue at the bank to get some 2000 rs notes,which still are of no use because 500 rs notes have yet not arrived for change,? my father’s cursing our PM .
Well,here I give you the citizens of India..

  • We expect Mr. Modi to change the whole country in 2 days. But we cannot stand…

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poem #3

Nothing much but realized i should translate this..

Beautiful Bizarre


এক্পাল্লা জানলা জোড়া আকাশ।
একটুকরো আকাশ জোড়া মেঘ।
এলোমেলো কিছু পাতা কবিতায় ঠাসা।
সমস্ত জুড়ে ছড়িয়ে থাকুক আজ,
কিছু গান,কিছু হারানো ভালবাসা।

A window full of sky.
A little sky full of clouds.
Some scattered pages filled with poems.
Let songs spread everywhere today,
And some lost love.

– swarnali

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