Dear Bestfriend….

Lucky are those who know what friendship is,
To find a soulmate in a friend makes us whole.
Not everyone is blessed enough to find one though,
Oh Thank God I found one, years ago.

She’s the one who made me who I am today,
She taught me how to love myself.
She embraced my scars as her own,
She taught me to laugh.

I don’t say it often,
Let my pen speak to you though,
I am no one if it weren’t for you,
You pick me whenever I fall,
You are my light, my spell, my alcohol.

They say that I am an extrovert,
Tell them please how big of an introvert I am.
For people, I might be a beast,
But you know the real me.
Me no one else know or will ever know,
Because you are special and always will be.

Please bear me for some 100 years or so,
For I don’t know my life without you dumbo.
I am there with you until we’re grey and cold.

[Author’s Note:

“Meri zindagi sawaari mujhko gale laga ke,
Baitha diya falak pe mujhe khaak se utha ke.
Mere dil ki ye dua hai, kabhi dur tu na jaaye,
Tere bina ho jeena, vo din kabhi na aaye.”

I dedicate every syllable of this song to you. Every word is true when I think of you.
You make me whole.
I love you Shivani.]

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Loneliness

From the depth of the ocean,

To the limitless sky,

I have loved you more than my own life.
You said, to be there with me always,

You promised to hold my hand,

But a single wave swayed it all away.
You love me, this I know,

I love you too, only God knows.

I want you to be mine,

Yet I don’t want anyone in my life.
The memories of past,

Come to steal my night’s sleep.

The little hope that remained, also vanished.
You want to give me your love,

But how am I to trust you? Or anyone?

I swear, I would have given anything for you,

But darling, I have become numb to “feelings”.
No medicine can do it,

No shoulder can take away the pain.

Loneliness is what I have gained.
Right now, I want to be all alone,

So understand me, my love,

I’ll come back,

For you I will,

As soon as I’ll win over myself.
(Author’s note : It’s okay if you want to be alone. It’s okay, if you want to be loved but not want to be loved at the same time. Give yourself time…time will heal every wound. But in the midst of all, just don’t forget to love yourself. You’re a gem and you’re irreplaceable)

REAL NEAT BLOG AWARD

Okay! So first of all I would like to thank somyapuri for nominating me for a “Real Neat Blog Award”! She is an incredible writer and a wonderful person, do visit her blog, you will love it.


Rules:

  • Put the award logo on your blog.
  • Thank the people who nominated you, linking to their blogs.
  • Answer 7 questions asked by the person who nominated you.
  • Nominate any number of bloggers you like, linking to their blogs.
  • Let them know you nominated them (by commenting on their blog, etc).
  • Ask your nominees 7 questions.

 

Questions asked by somya:


1.  If you have to recommend books to someone, which books will it be ?

There are so many books I will want to recommend, but as to select from the lot, I’ll suggest:

1) “Wings of Fire”, it’s an autobiography of Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam. It a very motivational book.

2) Brida by Paulo Coelho. This book can change read’s life in a very positive way, and can uplift a person.


2.  Which quote will you use to describe yourself ?

Well,  I haven’t come cross any particular quote which I think describes me, but I can mention some of my favourites.
“Everyone has a story to tell. Everyone is a writer, some are written in the books and some are confined to hearts.”

“People need stories. Stories of love, hope, survival, wisdom and sometimes pain. Maybe you don’t tell them the full truth; maybe you tell them lies. But what is this world? A lie in itself.”
“When feelings are pure and the heart is true, even God is forced to change destiny.”
I relate with all of these. Specially the 3rd one.

3.  What will you choose- Fly like a bird or swim like a fish ?

Fly like a bird. I would love to explore different parts of the world, I can reach otherwise.

4.  What is your greatest motivation ?

Someone trusting me. Believing in me, that yes, she can do it. One such person is my father.

5.  If you could listen to only one song on repeat, which one will it be?

It keeps on changing. But if I have to choose one, it would be ‘Atrangi Yaari’ from the movie ‘Wazir’. This song was dedicated to me by a very special friend therefore, it’s very close to my heart. I can never get tired of listening to it.

6. Coffee or Tea ?

Coffee for sure.


7. What do you notice first while talking to a person ?

That if a person is friendly and confident while speaking.

 

My Nominees:

– Plucking of my Heartstrings

– What Living Taught Me

– The Nobody’s Guide to India

– The Promise to Oneself

– imaginateweb

– mahikapant

My 7 Questions For My Nominees:


1) What is your greatest fear?

2) If you could be invisible for a day, what’s the first thing you would do?

3) What will you prefer? Sit alone in a room reading or go out partying.

4) Which one is your favorite book/novel? Why?

5) What is your biggest dream?

6) You prefer digital reading (PDF, kindle, etc) or traditional (buying or renting books)?

7) Which is your favourite season and why?

Thank you again somya, it was time consuming but was worth participating. Hopefully my nominees will also enjoy answering these questions.

Thank you,

Shruti 🙂 

To my bestfriend!


The beauty you store in your witty mind,

Those dimples of yours embrace your smile.

That loving, caring, sharing, heart of yours,

Could turn happiness immortal.

The sound of you laughing can cheer the dead.

Girl, you’re a gift he gave to earth on June 23th.
From a day, to a week,

To a month, and for years.

You stood beside me,

Held me, to never let me fall.

Making me smile in most difficult times.
All those nights you kept yourself wide awake,

To prepare me for the coming day,

To prepare me to fight my way,

Even though you yearn for sleep.
There was that time,

We were great enemies.

Fighting over something, that now means nothing.

Stamping of foots, and the screaming matches,

You were always the one to win.
Even those fights hold a special place,

They made us what we are today.

But don’t forget Manali and Shimla,

They were the best of days.
All these memories we will carry into old age and then in our graves,

In afterlife we will meet once again,

And relive those memories again.

Now that we have walked a long way,

But don’t be content just yet my friend,

Still there’s your birthday left to celebrate.

(P.S – dedicated to my bestfriend Khushboo, who was always there with me in all my difficult times. Who showed me the way whenever I was incapable of finding one by myself. Happy birthday bestfriend. I love you❤)

Who Am I? 

Who am I?
Am I a sinner?

Or an angel?

Am I a boon?

Or just a burden?
I know they love me,

And that they care,

They’re a reason I’m even here.
But why can’t I bring smile on their faces?

Why can’t they feel proud of me?

Why being beautiful is this necessary?
In this modern world,

Blemish can hide a beautiful heart,
Flesh can conceal confidence,

Being black is a crime,

For which the only punishment is humiliation.
I ask you, “Who are YOU?”

Who are you to criticize beautiful hearts?

Who are you to question God’s creations?

Who are you to scrape away the pride of me?
He, the creator of this world,

He, who gave you life,

He, who gave you the ability to think,

He, who gave you voice!

Has created me.

Created me to concur the world.
There will come a day,

A day when all will see,

The beauty of a soul, than that of a face.

Soon will come that day of justice,

When you, the one who laughs,

Will contemplate beautiful hearts.
That will be the day!

The day, they will smile,

Being proud, for creating me.

And I’ll bring that day soon,

Proving myself to be a boon.

LET HER FLY!

Let her spread her wings,
Empower her, to explore the winds.
Let her fall, let her find her own way.

Let her commit mistakes,

And teach herself to obey.
Let her run,

Embracing the sun,

Let her fly,

High into the sky.
But be with her all the time,

For you are the one she needs to guide her.

Support her! Show her that you love!

Without stopping her from moving forward.
Yes there will be challenges,

Yes there will be high times,

Yes she will cry,

And of course she will break.
And that will be the time,

When your role you play.

Don’t let her break,

Don’t let her run away,

Instead help her stand again.
Just know, she is different,

Her dream is to fly.

She is God’s angel, your princess.

Don’t enclose her life like a lion’s in a cage.
Don’t force her to follow societal norms!

‘Cause she is different,

And her dream is to fly!

She asks for your permission,

Oh! So much she wants you to oblige.

For she loves you,

So please oblige, And let her fly!

Just let her fly!

High into the sky.

Fears came true? (The End)

They were there. HE, the one she loved, her boyfriend. And SHE, the one she loved, her best friend.
….. 

…..
The scene in front, left her stunned, her hand slid down towards her belly.

To protect it, it seems, from approaching storm.

She saw drops of blood trickling from the knife in his hand.

He turned to look at her. Her shivering voice made him aware of her presence.

The eyes in which she always saw love, care and affection were nowhere to be found, instead they were now dark and hungry. Hungry to take life out of her best friend’s body.

She could see in his eyes, A Monster. A Monster who is capable of hurting anyone.  A Monster, hungry of lives.

He once told her about his secret fantasies. But only if she had dared to ask him about them, this might be avoided.

SHE, her best friend was lying unconsciously on the floor, all covered in blood.

He turned towards the corpse.

Her eyes widen when he raised a knife to stab her best friend, again.

“Noooooooo” she screamed and rushed towards him, to stop this disaster. But one stroke of his hand and in seconds, she was on ground. 

Her hand reached for her belly. It was now or never.

Today she has to save two lives.

One of her unborn and another of herself.

Also, she has to avenge her best friend. She reached for the stone nearby, gathers courage and aimed it towards him.

The stone did its  work. He was now lying on floor. She took the knife from him. What should she do now? If she leaves him alive, he will come for them again. But how could she kill the one she loved? Yet her decision was made! She has to do this. She has to avenge the murder of her childhood friend. And so, she stabs him. Again and, again and, again. Like a maniac.

Until, she hears her name, and the door creaks open.
“Avianna?” Avianna’s mother enters her bedroom.

“Avianna!” She exclaimed in shock.

“Oh my God, Avianna. What are you doing? From where did you get that knife?” her mother run towards her and took the knife from her hand.

“Come honey, come here. Don’t be afraid. No one’s going to hurt you dear.” her mother said.

Her tears were evidence of what her 15years old daughter has become.

“Come honey, stand up. We have to go see your psychiatrist.”
She switch off the lights, and takes Avianna out of the room, which is now VACANT

(The End)

Fears came true?

It was all dark. Pin drop silence all around. She could hear the sound of water drops pouring down from the roof above.

“What was she doing in such a place?” she thought.

The uneasiness in her heart was increasing with each step she took.

Strange! Right?

“Okay! I don’t know what am I doing here, but it’s time to go now.”

But as she turns back, she heard it.

Sounds other than that of water droplets.
She somehow knew that she doesn’t want to  know what sound it is of. The fear of the unknown was engulfing her in dismay.

But her legs have other plans altogether.
She started towards the sound.

“Don’t proceed”

“Keep moving”

“You don’t want to know the sound”

“You NEED to know what the sound is of”

With this battle going on within her, she knew that there is no going back now. With deep breaths she gathered some courage and started her pursuit.
With every step she took, sounds got louder.

Now there was a door in front of her.

“What the hell?”

It was not just sounds, it was screaming!

A girl screaming for help!

Puzzled what to do next. She ran towards the door and smashed it open.

The scene in front of her left her bewildered.

She could not believe what she is seeing.

They were there. HE, the one she loved, her boyfriend. And SHE, the one she loved, her best friend.

….

(to be continued)

Hopelessness!

After what seems like ages I heard his voice,

Jingle it sounded to my ears,

water it was for my deserted heart.

Same sweetness, same sensation,

And that power it still holds on me,

Made me forget every word I memorized before calling.
Peaceful it was to hear that beautiful sound,

58sec was all it was about. 

Cool & calm outside! War going on inside!

All that was buried deep down my soul,

Came all alive. 
Breathing is heavy, hands are shaking,

And my heartbeats are accelerating. 

Eyes are wet with a smile on my lips,

And sense of satisfaction on finger tips.
Every memory flashed in front of my eyes,

It was petty bit of seconds what it took me to realize.

He said that he will talk to me later, 

And left me with my stupid heart, 

To which now I will have to explain,

That it was just a polite gesture.

And that it will never happen. 

It was just a lie, just a beautiful lie.
Maybe one day he will come to me, 

Maybe someday he will realize, 

That I was the one for him.

I just hope if it has to be this way,

It just doesn’t take too long,

For no one knows what surprises life has on its way.

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