Chandigarh ki Baarish

As the afternoon's silence became too loud,

My mind nudged me to step out

The city is pretty new to me; so are its streets,

I started walking, not caring for the west or east

The rain seems to be really fond of me,

Maybe because our names mean the same.

Just two days to her last visit

Yet she couldn't resist as she found me outside on my feet.

The water painting my glasses made me cold and blind

I kept staring at lights that flickered red, yellow, and green.

A hand pulled me and I slipped, with a shock and a scream

A moment of darkness faded into four smiling faces: a family, whom we often call 'the homeless'.

No words exchanged; the fragile hands just extended a small cup of tea

Nothing fancy, yet the shine in their eyes added all the flavours.. rich, rare and selfless.

Half an hour there; I walked back to my Vihar, Drenched and my clothes still wet

Yet somehow, I was deeply warm

With the tea, and the hearts… of the so called homeless ❤️

Moon and Star

As the clouds dissipated, I settled on my balcony with a cup of coffee 

Fell on me some light.. I looked up to see two pranksters waving at me

Pink Moon.  chubby with some acne marks and the Lonely Star.. tiny but shining bright

Miles apart, they knew they were each other's company tonight

They raised a toast to each other and to me.. forgetting their forever troubles 

One shivering with falling mercury and the other sweating out due to the rising flames

A friendship so uncanny yet seemed so familiar 

All of us are a mix of moon and star.. isn't it?

Riding with a chill beautified face but struggling with a boiling heart!!

Weirdest Species.. Homo Sapien it is!!

It's in the crowd they find a place to hide not in the safety of their empty rooms

It's the noise of the streets that gives them peace not the silence of their homes.

It's in the lies they find solace not in the strength to be honest

It is through the beauty and wealth they decide the value not through the depth of the heart

It's through hurting others they find happiness not through sharing affection

It is in the pain of separation they experience love not in the expression of feelings

It's in the distance they realise the fondness not in the moments spent together

It's through a threat they come close to God, not through the everyday blessings

It's in the wheel chair bound old age they understand how to live Life not during the cheerful youth

It is on the death bed they find courage to apologise not when they actually did the damage

It's after a person's demise they speak good about him not when he was walking on this earth

The Place

You know.. there was a place I had been avoiding going to.

The distance, the unfamiliarity, the weather.. there have been many factors which deterred me.

But one fine afternoon, when I was done with my household chores and sitting on the lawn, I felt I should give it a try.. Life is to explore beyond the 04 walls we have built around ourselves

As if consenting with my impulsiveness, the weather suddenly changed.. A soft breeze started moving making me feel light from within.

I just quickly grabbed my sling bag and started walking in the direction my heart had the GPS to.

Little did I know, everything I felt, seen and experienced were momentary.

Just as I reached the middle way, clouds disappeared and the sun shone.. so bright that sweat started dripping on my face and mind.

I looked left and right, but found nobody.

I was alone.. under that scorching sun, with my eyes feeling heavy,  my feet getting burnt, my body becoming tired.

I wanted to run but I didn't know which way and for how long.

With no way of help visible, I sat down on that pavement cursing my own judgement.. for having set out of my house, my safe zone.. in search of a place, I always avoided going to.

Storm and Stillness

The hush arrived with a disguised grace

As a quiet guest in this borrowed space

Had no name, it assured to stay

but it tilted the skies in its own way

Time curled around the silent breeze,

It definitely moved the leaves but not the roots.

The lanterns swayed but held on to their hook

Too often it's flame flickered but never succumbed to the strike

The mirror fogged filthy and obscure,

But her soul was seen so bright and clear

She walked beneath the sky- shivering with mood swings

But her steps still remained firm and defined

with a peaceful stillness nobody could decipher and ever alter

Life's Rainbow 🌈

We see rainbow only once in a while

But it has always been there, waiting in the light ❤️ 

An Unforgettable Night

Scarier are these nights..

I hear news of blasts and explosions here, there, everywhere 

Everything around me is silent.. that could be why my heart beats sound so louder

Irony isn't it? the darkness once made me anxious now seems so peaceful..

I pray.. I genuinely pray that the darkness sustains 

                                   and 

we don't get to see any streak of light till the dawn cracks

Best Captures 📸

He said he had captured some of my best pictures. 

I just smiled because Best are the ones I have captured of him, by my heart, the colour of which will never fade ❤️

Adulting

What is it?  Is it touching the Golden Number 18 or the time to shift to the front seat of the bike or the license to date?

One Word with So many Meanings.. Adulting!!!

To begin with, it is:

the magical transformation to being a guest in your own home.

the strength you try to find by denying you your own tears.

the unique talent of saying bindaas, when everything in you is burning down to ashes.

the tireless effort you make to please everyone around but yourself.

finding your best friend in that image on the mirror while running to manifold the likes and followers.

defining peace among the four walls of your house while partying late at night on the busy streets.

the happiness you get from that kulfi in one hand, while scrolling through the iphone in the other.

the emotional trading you make in relationships, where you stay and exit based on your own profits.

an endless journey you make in this loop without knowing the destination.. when and where?

Adulting is Glorified: and Overrated too. Isn't it? 

With Love, 

A Veteran in the Business of 'Adulting'

Something for this IPL Season 🤓

Power plays are Important in Matches; I meant Cricket not Relationships 😊

What matters in Game is Who Scores while that about  Heart is Who Stays ❤️