Subtle Seven...

No promises to be broken

No desires to fulfill
Neither do I expect You
To be with me in moments
Euphoric or still.....

That you are a part of me
My yesterday n my tomorrow
Is what I know
But all that I would always celebrate is You
Understanding me more n more.....

The best thing that has ever happened or could ever have been a part of this beautiful life of mine is definitely "you" and for all the times when u ask me if i loved you.....

Its always "I DO"

Class Apart...

I am befuddled at times when I get to cognize people getting intimidated by whom they term “class apart” but in this fussy itinerary of life where mediocrity rules and uniqueness lies latent, does this “class apart” genre genuinely deserves the attention it gets. I beg to differ.

Every other day I get to listen about some admirable facet in some estimable persona …ruling the minds of the plebian. The fetters of generalization aren’t yet arcane that we shall begin succumbing to another of the social maladies. Don’t get me wrong. I am not against admiring anybody but I definitely am not in for idolizing a mortal .There are a myriad factors deciding the success index of an individual and one can never classify the capabilities and potential without placing them on a common platform. Being an attaboy or an attagirl isn’t easy…I agree but don’t u think there’s definitely radical about every person and if one realizes this potency, it paves the way to the apogee.

There’s a fine line of demarcation between admiration n apotheosis. One admires when he/she finds the other prodigious and is eager to carve a niche for his own…to get identified. It’s when you try to delve deep into your self and discover that “extraordinariness”…that passion to excel and succeed and be a winner driving your admirers crazy…be a genesis to your class of progeny. But when you exalt it vindicates failure…surrender…an ignominy to your singularity. There’s nothing as perfect as perfect. When you are human…when you are a part of the taxon “class apart”…wherein lays the necessity to search divinity or relegate?

Each one of us has the fire in him/her to be admired but none to be idolized lest you have come across a sycophant or an adolescent.

Femininity's Essence...

Sometimes she finds it difficult to breathe her entire life and sometimes she feels she lived it all in those few seconds….. And those few moments.

It’s in her felicitous face and cherubic innocence…..when she means the entire world for the two most selfless people on this earth…..a genesis to the beauties of life. A progeny to the expectations n aspirations of many…..to realize dreams which her mother wanted to…..n to make her father proud with her accomplishments. Everything that she does speaks the way she has been brought up…..the values she has imbibed…..the principles she has been taught n the culture she belongs to…..You find your daughter in her.

It’s when she is in the laps of the soul who envies her for the attention she gets…..caresses her n begins getting concerned in her puerility…..when she still is being considered that naughty little kid she had been all along. She lets all secrets out to her…..ties that sacred thread of love on his hands…..is a part of all those spicy nothings n piquant thefts…..in all those altercations…..pillow fights…..dining talks…..in all those hugs n in all those words which take her to realize the heights of life.....You find your sibling in her.

It’s when she doesn’t miss a class even when the mercury is soaring high…..writing notes….learning by rote…..completing assignments…..n in listening to all those words of wisdom. Her success n her achievements bring admiration n recognition…..her talent…..her sincerity…..the devotion n her verity speak volumes of the tenets of erudition she is crowned with…..You find your student in her.

It’s when she confides in you…..understands you…..lends her shoulder for your tired soul to lean on in times of happiness n sorrows n even in times in between. In your need…..solace…..exalt…..loneliness…..the one individual whom u can always look up to with no expectations to meet…..with no promises to break…..with no errs to fall apart…..no pretensions…..no hypocrisy…..no pride…..no prejudice…..far from the egos…..away from apprehensions n fears…..standing loft with the best moments lived…..no strings attached…..You find your friend in her.

It’s when she rediscovers herself and the passion in her…..an ignited mind which fights for the love she craves for…..knowing him more n more. Every time her eyes met his, an unknown emotion of blush creeps in breaking the camouflage which even her mother failed to do in all these years. The crimson in her betrays her fortitude…..her ego…..her will and she surrenders herself totally. Her fantasies turn into fanciful realities and seraphic pulchritude. She understands…..cares…..adds meaning to one’s life and falls in for the best emotion as ever…..You discover your love in her.

It’s when you find yourself in her…..realize that she is the one….when her smile dawns the day bright for you n when she indeed understands you. You discover happiness in her patience…..her concern…..her possessiveness…..acceptance…..and coy NO’s. She proves to be an elixir for your tiredness…..a balm for your stresses…..a question to your felicity…..an answer to your passions…..and a prop in your silence. She shares it all….loves you heart n soul. You just can’t imagine a life without her…..so void…..so dull…..embrace a dependency that you take pride in…..n enamors you for the person you are. She makes you feel complete.....You find your soul mate…..your wife in her.

It’s when she gives you birth…..nurtures you…..n you are a part of her. You find her in your footprints…..alphabets…..hymns…..didactics…..tenets….values n dictions….refinement…..personality n in anything n everything that u find a definition to. She is with you in ur maladies….ur errs….ignominies….ur failure n in ur success….ur ideals n she literally breathes in you. Her tirades teach you the direction you got to sail through…..her tears held u back…..her words fondle you n gives you the best of life. You find your mother in her.

It’s not where her odyssey ends…..rather the beginning to cognize the essence in her femininity more n more…..