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Farewell & Pixie Dust

People move, They move around quite so lot And some place they stay For quite some time Maybe strike a match, With some similar minds Nobody knows how or when But when that happens, People gather memories I call them pixie dust ‘Coz I love to fantasize Slowly and so slowly All the little dusts Gathers up and settles down But people move, And when they do, All the pixie dust that has gathered Glitters like in sun Spreading the warmth And all the emotions That’s packed in, Pours out like rain And sweet as it is to have be en with you, It is time for you to move too As much as I want you to be here It is only fair to tell you farewell, now And here we go, A little something , For the special someone ! I remember the first time I met you, crystal. Abhijit sir had told me that I will no longer be there in his team and has to shift to Compass . And that day you came and took me with you. I could not expect anything for i...

Life & Turns


         Who am I? Why am I doing what I am doing? Am I doing this ‘coz I ran out of choices and not because I love it? Why is this life looking so challenging from where I stand? Is everybody like me, lost? Or is it only me?

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I have had these questions following every single thing that I do in my life. And it took a while for me to understand that I do not have to know the answer. Because, it is not one. And it cannot be found. Just like ‘Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder’, the answer lies with the one who seek it. And as far and wide as I have sought it, I came to this conclusion.

To that conclusion that we all are stardust! We have been made from star and made to shine brighter and brighter. All that we do teach something or the other to us. And every such learning brightens the aura of the star that we have become. We are shed from those stars from the hearth of the universe. And to that hearth we will return. And meanwhile, we should shine brighter and light up the endless night.

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In the past two months, I have learnt so much that I haven’t in my whole life. I have always had the advantage of hiding inside my comfort zone and not stepping out for once. But these last two months, so much have changed. I have learnt about myself more.

Sow,

         You have been a big part of it and I owe you some. From the girl I thought you would be, you were so different and I, as always, prejudiced. You are so much more than I thought you would be.
I don’t know what I would have done without you these two hectic months. I thought I could take care of myself and handle situations without making a mess. But no, I have been messy.

Words once said, can never be unsaid. I am so sorry for saying what I said. And on that day, when you said, ‘I proved you wrong’, I understood what determination is. You are amazing! Seriously, with that one incident, you taught me that nothing is impossible and you can prove wrong everyone who says otherwise of what you believe.

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I always have been a castaway or I have made myself so. You changed everything. The lonely hostel stay, you made it beautiful for me. I am realizing how lonely it can be, now. Now that you are not here and it is only me. Now, that I am walking alone with no one to hold my hands. Now, that I am riding the buses alone and wide awake so I don’t miss the stop where I should get down.

   
                                          

I love how you deal everything. In these two months, we have learnt so much. And you have taught some more. Thanks to you. And I am not bad; I just don’t know things like you do. ‘Coz it is all new. People, place…I never had to face these all on my own. Everything was/is new.

I know you will shine bright wherever you go. Because you’re this amazing stardust I got to know and be with.

Hostel is lonely now. And I miss you here. Suddenly it feels like everything came to a standstill. But it is not. Life and time goes on. So should we. And I will never forget what you gave me. And I am sorry again. Love you, Sow! You always rock.

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Remember one thing when you start to question everything that you believe. Life is not a hurdle to cross. It is a canvas to draw. Every step you take draws a new line with new color. And every color has a story to tell and every story is worth creating.


Love,
-Sp-

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