BECAUSE STREETS ALWAYS HAVE SOMETHING IN STORE!!!!

                                    On my way back from college, I took up a small task.The task of delectation.When you travel ,you have a million wonders around.And if you can see at least a 100, you're a genius.This may sound as if I am thriving on geniuses.But you got it wrong there!What I yearn, is to see it,embellish it,to again see it...And this must go with amazing rapidity!!There I was,riding all alone in the middle of the day,with the Sun burning my head out,and more importantly,the same direction I have been following for the past 4 years.And guess what I got!!Stories...Endless stories from each thing I saw.And I was startled to hear these stories..Those that were never listened to..

            The crack on the road cautioned me of its age,the flag of a political group recounted an endless saga,the electric post on the roadside declared itself dangerous,dried up trees displayed old age,tender plants spoke of love.Even the Sun burning my head showed signs of damage.I rejoiced at the way my mind worked.All of a sudden, everything got life.The streets were counting on me.Even after 20 long years, they have never given up on me.

         At my home, I opened the book. The book that laid blank for many years.That was when my pen joined me.And there started our journey together.Now my heart warms at the prospect of having impressive convos....Because streets always have something in store....!!!



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  The Dreams That Could Let Her Shine...!!!!!  

            I opened the album.📗There was a lil girl looking at me.👧She was cute and smiled hard😁.Her tenderness revealed immaturity☺. Her kohl spread eyes displayed her mother's expectations⺟.Her hand holding a toy car called for dreamsᗥ.Her feet ready to move taught me stubbornness👣. Her shabby hair told me, "She doesn't care"😆.And in short, she was ready to bloom. Just like a flower bud desiring for the Sun, she was yearning for future. 🎕

            

            I flipped through the pages📗.And there I saw, a grown up figure gazing at me. She was beautiful and smiled softly☻. Her squared face disclosed maturity. Carefully lined eyes showed the need for people's approval.〠☹Her hand, holding a car key defined responsibility⤫. Her feet fixed on the ground detailed decision👣. Her neatly tied hair shouted,"social taming". And in short, she was ready to settle...Settle to social needs.☝

            

             I closed the album and looked up to the mirror.And there she was.😧.The grown up figure whose life was polished beyond question.☺ But somewhere in the midst of refining, she lost her wild dreams.

The dreams that could let her shine..💗

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THE BEGINNING.....!!!!!!!!!👯

"Good morning..This is from *** business school.This call is to inform you about the admission for MBA degree in our college..."The husky voice continued in a hustle. Before further elaboration, the other end of the line gave away, " Hmmm...Meet you tomorrow ,sir. Thank you."

The line went dead.💀

She stared at the blank wall in front of her and counted,'10'..This was the 10th call she received from various management schools since morning.👆

Her life story was not of the impressive kind.It was not a laudable story worth writing about, nor was it painfully bad. It was something that dissolved with time, forgotten quickly and dusted."Dusted" because she never got a chance to talk about it. Each time she earns the verve to slip it out, she is hit by  pieces of advice, and suggestions from people around. And she was tired..She wanted time to think...Time to reach a decision pleasing her mind, soothing her heart. But then,who cared for her time?👀

Time moves just like that 😑and one is busy scheduling one's life to the intricacies of it. And the world drops down for anyone who is behind the schedule.😐

She exhaled.She thought of her teens.How she grew up dreaming to be someone great! She was not sure of the details, but was transfixed to the wonders life may grant her. She didn't miss any opportunities. But after 20 years of life, she atleast had an idea of the track she moved..Indecisions.😓..Abstractness.✋..Wasn't she a molded mass of anxiety, excitement? By then, she knew the answer. She was a confused mixture of lessons learned and those to preach. And thats the thing about people who believe everything others say. They think everyone is goddamn pure.💙

And now,  she was in a state not to care. She has learned enough. The games of others have ended. She took a piece of paper and wrote, 'THE BEGINNING!' and stuck to the wall in front of her. One last look at it and there laid her mobile with sim card removed..She was on a race of her own..!!✌

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💓Happy Valentine's day💓

I looked at him𝨔.  I was not sure if my eyes were fixed on him for a second or two...Was I staring? Before I could collect answers, he looked back𝨔. My heart froze. But my eyes betrayed my heart.They were there casually seeing the sights around.

Flashbacks....

The first time I saw him it didn't give me butterflies🤔. But somewhere in the back of my head, I knew I found a heaven for my heart💓. Each time I saw him, I felt closer. I was sure of his movements. His love. Slowly I learned his feelings for me and the learning happened when we passed by in the corridor, near the office, or even in the examination hall. But I restrained. I noted down the aftermath I may have to face. If I am ready to give a positive nod..... a wonderful love life, followed by family issues, an eventual decay of the so called love I am yearning for. Dead.....😢 I wondered, the way my mind went. Wow!!! I was not ready for this yet. I was counting on impossibilities rather than possibilities. By then I knew, love is meant to be celebrated by strong hearted people. May be I am not of that kind. What more, I decided to remain single😀. 

And now I walk searching for him in the crowd. I know his thoughts. I know how he wishes to be mine. Just like the two eyes on a face, we existed, admiring the beauty around. But I knew for sure though the eyes didn't reward each other, they remained beautiful as two. They say love is blind. But I think it is more beautiful when you are ready to see the sights around. Happy valentine's day folks!❤

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                      ### CoNfeSSion@........................!!

           

                    She thought it one last moment.."CONFESSION!!"🙏..She was ready to go with it😶.

It all began a few months ago ➼when she knew she could no longer be happy with her husband.☝After all,what does a diploma graduate have to do anything with the life of an IIM guy?✋ And this thought eventually led to 'It all began' story.😫 A love story in her marital life;what they call 'After marital relation' with decorations.

She was travelling by bus when she first saw him❤Then they met several times accidentally.She knew she had seen him somewhere.And this knowledge indeed turned dangerous.She could not get him out of her head👀👀As for certain,they built a bond hard to break.💗💗And he asked her if she could step into his life.Born into a family rich in tradition,she knew 'her husband 'was her God.😞But by then,she had breached the unannounced pact.😳

She thought it one last moment,"CONFESSION!!"..She did not care its impact.She was ready to set out of her benchmark😑.She was scared to do it.😟But in the backyard of her mind,she had"confession" engraved.Her mind jumping on thoughts was immediately brought on track when her husband said,"What is it?I gotta go!!"

The feelings residing within her for almost a year came in full length💓. She closed her eyes tight and extended her arms.She said,"If you don't mind,can you go through this novel?It's the work of a year.A company has agreed to publish it.I want your opinion on this."

He smiled ☺and remarked,"Good!!"

Behind the smile,he held back his love for her,because he knew she is to go on with this so called 'After marital 'relation 

Feelings of the whole year have dissolved in thin air.And yes,she sensed, the love in the last  few months has had a wonderful climax.

He took the book from her and walked  💋💋thinking how deeply he loves her ways.  

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                                           ☹LIAR☹

I handed her the gift💝today

She laughed light,anyway

She asked me if I needed a b'day treat🎂

I told her'Thanks for the greet'

'It's special',she told in a hustle

My mouth remained in muzzle

I wanted her to know my mind

But she was in a state, not to mind

I saw her sparkling eyes,

It held no such lies

I soon knew,I was the Liar☹

To have kept this secret mire

That night,I took my diary note📕
which waited for her response to note.

Suddenly I knew I was ready for the truth

And jotted down,"She will remain my untruth".☹
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                           👀  I wonder why!!!👀

                      I wonder why😕
I am the one who is always looked at..👀
How I talk,how I walk
How I dress,it's a mess!☝

                     I wonder why,😕
I am the one who always get caught😀
Though I am quiet,when there's fight😶
Though I am lame,it's still my name!❤ 

                      I wonder why,😕
I am the one who has no life of my own😨
Can't say no,even if I know😶
Can't dream too,because it's a crime to..😟

                      I wonder why,😕
I am the one who is always odd🙅
Getting thoughts mad,when I am sad😣
Getting all wild,when things are mild.

                       I wonder why,😕
I am the one away from the crowd✌
Writing poems when asked not to👀
Reading books when world is all hooked💚

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                                 WHEN A LIGHT DIMS.....!!!!!!         

                                                                                                                                                                                                              That was a fine evening.As always,I hurried down after  work.Excitement,bustle and hurry are exhibitions of bad breeding..And I was eminently bad bred when it comes to my 'Grandpa'..That was what I called the Oak tree near the park.Without much time,I was in there, my eyes circling for a spot under him..Brilliant!! I got a cute spot ,near which there was a beautiful plant,whose name I can't recall.I sat there enjoying the shade ,looking up at its green,lustrous frame.WOW!! What a powerful folk! I thought of its ubiquitousness....Nest to many creatures,shade to a lot of sad people like me....He must be doing a good old job.I marvelled at his glory.I am not sure if I am intentionally bragging him,or perhaps,I am a lil envious.Whatever!I was thoroughly thrilled.

I let the days pass.Soon, I created a bond, just like a cluster of people who invented friendship with my Grandpa.Everyday,I flattered him in my thoughts.I made him a big lil hero in my mind.

One day as usual ,I hurried down after my work.I went to my Grandpa and was shocked to see a bunch of officers checking his weight,strength,branches.This time,my eyes circled,not for a spot..but for his friends;There was none.Not even a familiar face.

I stared at him.A long blank stare.He stared me back with the same old elegance.I know,deep in my heart that I loved him so much.I wanted him to know how great the bond was.I wanted him to be protected.But I stared- Atleast that was what I could do,  or that was what I believed I could do.I turned back and walked.'Probably' he would live a few more days,or a few hours.I don't know how I can hang everything on a 'probably'.But that was what I did.

And now, I mourn his death.I heard from my colleagues that ,there is a bakery propping up there.All the people in the world could do nothing to prevent his death.Even, I was blind to it.And I think this is what we are .Some are not meant to save the earth.Some are meant to leave it.

Today,I hurried down after my work. I went to the old Oak near my office.This time not with marvel,but with the fear of losing contentedness ...And ,now I knew ,in the end,the love you give will always be answered with pain.

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                                                                 👀👀 HE-❤SHE❤-he👀👀

    HE asked her if SHE ever loved HIM.SHE thought of it for a moment.The thought itself gave her an answer.SHE knew it years back when HE came into her life.SHE wasn't ready to love HIM.But HE remained her habit.And this question ,all of a sudden,forged an array of thoughts.SHE had always wanted to be with her teenage crush.SHE loved him when he caressed her.SHE liked it when he passed by her.

Now SHE was keen and curious to return to the past.And SHE knew...To decline HIM would put an end to the camouflage.HE asked if HE should stay until SHE was okay to start a new life.SHE knew,'The okay has vanished with years.And the only question was"should HE stay or leave!" '.

                Without much thought,SHE left .SHE didn't look back.But her crush remained intact.HE looked from behind and was certain that SHE will never return..Because HE was heard,collected ,and invented.

As always,PROFESSION smiled defeatedly in front of PASSION.

And yes,this is a story of the three-  The story directed by SHE who had a mental conflict on choosing between "PASSION", her crush  and "PROFESSION",her lover.....And stories never end.....

                                                                                                                                           
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