Poetry, Quill

Love notes

And the next time you come back ,
I will be right here ,
in this living room ,
Snuggled up between couch and table ,
In our white shirt ,
sipping ‘that’ coffee ,
Grinning at you after creating a mess ,
And I tend to close my eyes ,
When I know you’re here to catch me ,
If I ever fall .

Brevity, Quill

That Night.

It was twisted, that night, 

Twisted, yet magical,

We were too close,

Too close,

Too familiar.

Too easy to love,

Too easy to loose,

too easy to hurt.

Quill, Write Ups

Lost?

Do you ever feel lost ?
So lost that it feels like your lungs are on fire and it’s so hard to breathe . Like you’re on the top of Ferris wheel and while coming down , it feels like your inside will explode . Like that mini heart attack you get when you slips just below the top of the hill .
You know there’s this thing with people that when they leave , they leave with a vacant hollow space inside us , with stomach full of knots , eyes full of tears , mind full of twisted thoughts .
We get so habituated to their presence that after them , it’s just , it’s just darkness . They lingers everywhere , in the sheets , in the clothes , in our home , in our fingertips , in our mind . And god help you if you get that particular smell of cologne somewhere and you loose it completely , every bottled up thought comes crashing down and you couldn’t even cry . Because you’re so tired , not for sleep but for peace .

  • Blurry vision , sunset and cigarettes
Travelogue

Nepal…

Nepal or Himalayas is heaven on earth. First day of my trip. I was going to famous Manakamana temple. It is famous for fulfilling wishes of pilgrims who pray to goddess with true devotion. This temple is located on 1,302 m above the sea level and we had cable cars to take us to temple and back. The bottom station of cable car is placed at Kurintar and top station is at Manakamana. The temple campus is with the views of
Himachali and Annapurna ranges in the north. Trishuli river in the south and Marshyangdi the west.

On my way back from temple, the cable car stopped in the middle of nowhere and our heart start beating frantically. But soon the turbulence was over and all the 6 passengers including me sighed in relief .

There are various kinds of shops around the temple including some hotels, shops which sells wooden toys jewellery, fruits, wine. There was also a live band performing at streets around the temple. The environment was so magical. So with a heart full of memories and camera full photos, I bid my goodbye to that glorious place.

On my way back to my place,I lost my way and stumbled upon banks of river Trishuli. That place is magical.I locked my car, sat on the rocks in the middle of the river, dipped my toes in water and watched the clouds changing colours, sun setting in far West. It’s been so long since I travel somewhere. It’s been so long since I talk to strangers and laughed with them on their stories. It’s been so long since I sat somewhere peacefully.

Nepal is a beautiful country with magical landscapes, amazing roads and kind hearted people. It should be in your bucket list.

Quill, Write Ups

Dear Almost

Dear Almost,

I was ninteen when I met you. We we’re like poles: North Pole and South Pole. I was chaos, you were calm. I was afternoon you were midnight, I was blizzard and you were that soft, slow snowfall. I was tides and you were waves.

We are different, we could have been sky. As if it was us. But we were ‘You’ and ‘I’, the sky and the clouds, close yet miles apart. You had always remind me how easy it is to fall for someone. But you just never count on me realising I was nothing more than a bad habbit and that you were always going to siphon what you could not give…

Brevity

Mistake

If loving you is a mistake

I’ll keep on making the same mistake,

For the rest of our lives.

Poetry

Sky

We could have been the sky,

As if it was just us.

But it was you and I 

The sky and the clouds

Close yet miles apart.

Poetry

Jealous

I think, I will always be jealous of raindrops because they can touch in a way i can’t.

Of the wind, because they can play with your locks instead of my hand,

Of the sunrays, because it is wrapped around you in my place.