Saturday, June 11, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
WORDS
A mother carresses her child and tell,''Don't you ever make right things wrong in life dear child''.
The child does not understand the magnanimity of the words mom told but he still tries to remember the words so that when he is grown up he can figure out what it was meant to mean..And right now he is comfortable in mom's lap...Mom puts the child to sleep and when child opens his eyes he seems to have grown real big.. But he can recollect the exact words of his mom..And still wondering what mom meant..
Years have passed and...Now he regrets that he should have asked mom what it meant rather than falling asleep in that cozy comfort...That moment lapsed and how he was in that deep slumber never realising how many rights he made wrong in life...And now it feels nobody knows what it was supposed to mean...Mom could have explained it better!!!!
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
today i woke up into the thoughts of something very precious in my life...something which was just the second me... morning silence was never so hurtful the way it sounds now...lies for me always seemed to be just child's business for stealing a toffee or some chocolate cream from the cupboard till now...sometimes we are just not conscious enough to know about the things that are awaiting us... are not grown enough to understand that things have different meanings for different people or perhaps words are just too hollow and empty to ever carry any weight for the few around us...darkness is too eerie and irksome for me and darkness scares me...i am in dark...dark of a bright shining lie...and that something seems to have lost in this dark....will i ever get that something back....something that was too precious for me...something that was just second me...
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