Image result for love snowIt must be spring now ,but it is too cold for spring,the air rustled the leaves as it descended down fluttering carelessly settling on my shoulder .I stared at the deserted park the winter prevailed ,the snow outlining branches of the trees as the nature glistens in the canopy of snow. The intricate patterns of ice form on the strands of my hair which I slowly whisk away  resuming my daydreams of my Amy.

I loiter through the shoveled path in the park but snow has already made a thin layer which etched my footsteps but soon vanished as it snowed harder.but I wish her footsteps were accompanying mine.

I can see her approaching me.She still looks like a tiny girl from school with those little freckles which appeared when she smile.she glanced at me with those large  black eyes,which hid beneath those long dainty lashes.Her flawless skin which resembled the softest flower.Her lips the palest of pink which shone through the white contrast of winter.I smiled at her as she moved towards me ,the little fringes of her hair that swayed with the wind reminded me of daffodils.I know it is an imbecile comparison but she is my flower,my treasure.

she looked at me”why did you call me?”

I felt gormless for now I realized I was staring at her all along .I loved and respected her not just for her looks but for the person she is.

“Can we sit and speak?”I asked.

“surely “she replied.

we sat on a empty seat I look down unable to face her.I didnt know how to start.

I wished to inch closer to her but my courage failed.

I glanced at her she was radiating ,for there has always been a aura of beauty around her.

It was most obsolete movement of my life.

“Amy,I know this is not gonna be easy,I know I have been absurd all along,I must have accepted it far back that I loved you,but Amy now I am asking you something I have craved to ask you all my life,Do you still love me?,will you be my life,will you be my wife?”

silence prevailed…Image result for snow love

she didnt face me she looked down.I felt a pang in my heart is she gonna spurn me?I confronted an colossal effect of anticipation gnawing me.

but I continued….

“Amy,I loved you every second of my life,my life well its all yours now .I ruined myself striving to keep a distance from you.love,I loved you every breath of my life since the day our eyes met,Amy ,my love today I am pleading you to be my queen,to be my mistress,I swear I will be by you forever ,please Amy tell me what you feel,either it is positive or negative”.

I can feel my heart rip apart when I uttered the word negative because my heart urged for her love….Image result for love snow

she remained silent two drops of tears glided down her large eyes tripping on the snow.

I waited for an hour .I slowly croaked,for I lost my voice in grief.I didnt wish to cry not at least in front of her but I cant hold back my tears any further.

I knew the answer was negative.

“Amy,I am sorry ,I have hurt you ,I have always been the reason of your tears,may be I am not the perfect guy for you”

I walked away with a heaving heart.I still love her and forever will.

“hey”she called out with tears outlining her eyes.

“how dare you leave me? ,I waited seven years just to hear these words and now your walking away so leisurely”she bellowed.

next second she was on me.yeah even I expected a kiss but instead she hit me hard giving me a black eye.

“so what is your answer”I asked smiling.

“positive”she said……

my heart jumped in glee.

“but”she said.

my heart stopped

she whispered in my ear “I love you,you may be imperfect,but your imperfections makes you perfect for me”.

“will our wedding bells ring”I asked…

“I wish “she replied



love again….


a profound stare,

ensnared her heart,

to pen a long lost tale,

of their intertwined destinies.


have you ever felt like writing after looking into someone’s eyes?just inquisitive…


out of my window…

have you stared out of your window ?

have you stared without your eyes searching for anything in particular skimming through all that the world places around you ?

well I do it when I learn,inside the strong walls of house you experience a strange quaffed sense of monotony though we are quite ignorant or perhaps unaware .my eyes skim through the swaying leaves ,tiny beetles ,wandering studious ants ,my stupid cute dog and the fellow people hurrying behind something worthy or unworthy unable to fall into conclusions but still pondering speeding behind the chores that remain undone.You must be counting I must be on my leisure obviously not..I have that undulated mountain heaved on my head called exams grinning at me with a taunting smile stating you little procrastinator,,,,

I still glance out of my window,I glance at my books I write down the frame format of ethernet but my mind races out of my window I can hear little boys spreeing in their bicycles.It is really long since i touched my cycle,it lies there at the corner of my house rusted so lies my childhood long lost,Can I get back those days ?no….I moved on….my eyes flicker to the girl next door lean harsh girl.I wondered can a person be so very lean?my mind is at times a unfastened helium balloon ,there passed an old woman slightly hunch back ,she really looked pathetic with freckles all over,she was retiring from work as it is nearly dusk.what kind of a kid will allow their mom to work at such an old age?I dont know I will never get answer .

the temple bell rings its nearly six I resume learning

my foolish rantings…

if a girl is strong bold and mature,

it doesn’t insist that she is harsh or devoid of feelings.

it means that she had gone through enough ,

her tears have already dried,

her strength must have sprouted out from her tears,

if her cheeks doesnt blush at lame remarks,

it just infers the fact that she has faced the realities of life and is quite tired of acting as a damsel in distress and indeed realized life is no fairy tale ,there is no prince charming out there who would come on a horseback to save her.




fate or folly…I am in love


Is it raining or perhaps not,

I whimper in the droplets

I do cry a lot,

as it caress my forehead,

and slowly flows down….

I can see her smile,

from the corner of my eye,

a glimpse of her,

makes me shudder.

perhaps she is my fantasy ,

or indeed my destiny,

those brilliant brown eyes ,

when I first met them.

made me a toddler,

throwing innumerable tantrums,

just for her to turn around,

and grant me the glory of her attention.

astray in the obsolete beauty,

can there be a pagan more gorgeous ?

those lips that remind me ,

of lovely wildest berry.

or those iridescent pearls ,

visible as she nibbles a cake or a fruit,

Can there be a voice more melodies

than my lady loves?

but on this rainy day ,

as the thunder sparks,

I start towards you,

drenched in rain…

with batting breath ,

and a bouquet of flowers,

I know you love roses,

for these flowers are wild,

I am not sure of its name.

but it does smell good,

I am not skilled as you are ,

in picking the best,

but I still did chose you,

my best decision ever, my life

it was you…

It’s getting colder,

the sky turns darker,

I am too old to stand anymore dear ,

but my heart craves for your presence,

I will miss you, my love,

my heart my soul,

but I still

walk away from your grave,

there you lay cold,

peaceful like an angel ,

I cross the cemetery walls

taking a last look ,a long breath

you smile in your grave,

leaving me mourning,

yearning for your presence,

I stare at the sky

it still does rains.

but my tears remain.

I love you ,

my wife my love.


Cryptic life …..narrow minded attitudes sets prejudices that rips apart humanity out of human souls.
I knew how hard it must be for Ted …
“Bye granny” I said… nudging Ted.
“We can rent a house near college.” I told him.
“Are you blackmailing me?”asked granny.
“You can take it as what you wish granny”I said.
“What kind of a girl are you?”she asked.
“A good friend” I replied.
Granny might have thought its better to allow ted inside the house than leaving me alone with him….
We marched inside…..I hugged granny kissing her ……and speed away before she could brandish her cane. ..
I treaded to my room tired my limbs aching ……ted was unpacking, his muscles contracting and expanding with every move .
I tried but all my limbs were like saggy….
“Muscles build only when you work out Amy”smirked ted…
“Hmm…..I’ll work out from tomorrow ” I said”ted is there something wrong?”.
“Nothing” he replied.
I traipse towards my room wondering what was the reason behind the trepidation that seems to haunt him.
I lie on my bed staring at the ornate ceiling again my heart spelling his name my trainer .
Soon I curled underneath my cot dreaming vividly….
I am hitting Vicky with boxing gloves and stomping on the lean girls face …..I kicked her head like a football….
Thump I heard a noise.
I woke up with a start….instead of the lean girl I kicked my mud pot which lay broken….
Suddenly my door broke open with a thud….ted sped inside with his gun drawn out and his eyes scanning the room.
“Amy are you alright?” He asked.
“I kicked the pot thinking that it was a girl from my college”I said ashamed at my folly.
“Ted ,what is wrong? “I asked .
“Nothing go to sleep ,Amy “he said.walking away
“Ted you are hiding something from me….I have noticed you are tensed”I said following him.
“Nothing ” he said drifting apart keeping the gun under his pillow.
“Tell me what is wrong….ted only then I will leave you ” I said hugging him….
“Leave me alone Amy ” he shouted at the top of his voice.
“Ted ” I called…with tear filled eyes unable to understand the reason behind his outrage.
“Get lost” he said
Tears slipped my eyes……

PS: friends please tell me if unbounded is boring ……please do tell me….