You know you are growing now?

“You are growing sourav”,says my heart. Few things have stopped to occur. You don’t cry anymore, you heart is not fragile anymore. You tend to become nostalgic when you are tired of living in the present world. You run away from people when you see their perceptions differ from yours and sometimes you know what you say, “life is beautiful”

And sometimes your heart searches for someone to have a wonderful conversation about the world in which you live. You don’t long for things now. You are just walking in a path whose way is still unknown to you, you don’t know which way to move, you are changing, your thoughts are building now, you know who is right who is wrong, you have stopped to care about people now, you are trapped in a world where you laughter could only be heard, your silent cries matters and you think your agony is unbearable.

You sometimes get perplexed about a particular view; you are now entering the phase of life where there is a bed of roses and also the road full of thorns where you have to walk with your naked feet. It will hurt, definitely it will but that’s what you are destined to do in this life.

Gone all the days where everything was just beautiful and serene,

Your winsome smile has been taken away from the time,

Your innocent tears are not with you anymore..

Your feet is filled with blood due to thorns now

You are growing now…

TRUTH?

The doctor came towards raju’s mother and looked at her benevolently. He never, ever in his profession felt so pathetic so uncomfortable to confess the ‘truth’. And then for a minute he was just staring at the lady who didn’t sleep for the entire day, who somehow managed to arrange the money for raju’s operation. The lady was still awake but dead from inside and then her eyes saw the doctor who was standing near her staring at the condition of a mother.
Raju’s mother- is everything all right doctor? How’s my raju?(She was pretending to be normal but from inside her fragile heart was beating hastily)
Mrs Sharma we tried all possible ways to…and then the doctor stopped.
Possible ways to? What doctor please tell me I have lost all my stamina now just tell me the truth….
Mrs Sharma your son is no more…


“what happened kavita(raju’s mother)why are your crying?
My raju…said kavita while crying.
What your raju? He is here only sleeping in his room. You must have seen a terrible dream. Sleep now. And then coming back to the world of reality kavita went to raju’s room and kissed her strongly…tears started to roll down from her beautiful eyes when she said softly “never leave me, my son never”…
They say that the truth is easy to speak…. but sometimes it’s beyond the courage of a human being to say or to accept the truth which can change the shape of one’s life…

i wrote this story in the evening as i wasn't aware that today is mother's day and when i got to know and read this post i was thrilled...coincidence isn't it?

SCary.....!!

Well you must have heard a lot of time from your friends or read it somewhere that this so called “world” is about to end this year. One of my friend always says that Newton predicted that the world would end this year. But nothing happens you know. I don’t know when this world will end but I want to live my life the fullest .I mean I have to do so many things before I will die. I wan to travel this beautiful world, I want to learn Portuguese, I want to earn handsome money, don’t talk about marriage because I am sacred of commitment. So many things to do in this beautiful life but when you hear such things like in 2012 only this world will end I don’t know how true is that. Only time could tell us about it but for a minute all of your dreams are shattered and then what I do is I watch history channel : D which shows about how we will die…it’s so scary when you see the universe and those asteroids moving here and there bwahahaha…..and you know what asteroids were only responsible for the end of the dinosaurs so how we all will die…I guess I am scaring you but forget it!

I don’t know when this world will end but another friend of mine who says that according to Jainism after this world will end then everything will end in this earth and then we humans will be reborn again but our size will be that of a rabbit or a rat and the scariest part is yet to come. We will live under the land just like rabbit lives and we will not have brain to think mentally our brain will be like that of an animal and guess what we humans or should I say we half humans half animals will then eat each other. the temperature of the land would be 200 degree Celsius at summer that’s why we will live under the land. I guess you must be scared after reading this as I was after hearing this thing…god knows what future will be!!

meeting with the past.......

As the bus stopped at the vip road. Seema took the bus and sat at a comfortable place beside an old lady who was sleeping in an exhausting manner. She sat there, kept her bag beside a little space and was pondering about how pace fully this one and half years have passed. How easily it took a second to had a break up with her boyfriend sameer.She was just being nostalgic and was drowned in the river of thoughts of those special days, the curiosity of being in love, talking on the phone at midnights, hanging out at cinema halls hand in hand staring at each other for hours. But now she is an independent girl whose work doesn’t allow her to indulge in any sort of relationship or a time to enjoy with her friends. As the bus was moving at high speed she came back to her present boring world, where hard work and money was her only ambition to make her family feel proud of her was the only goal left in her life and how drastically she has changed after her break up, how stupid she was to waste money for shopping and all, because she didn’t earned at that point of time but now she understands, values and respect the every single penny she earns. It was indeed a hot evening and every single person in the bus was sweating or sleeping due to such traffic jam and when the bus reached the dumdum park then a guy dressed in a white shirt and blue jeans took the bus and sat beside seema in a window seat. That guy was none other then his ex boyfriend sameer. Unfortunately sameer was too busy to have a look on people in the bus. But after seeing her same old boyfriend, Seema tried to hide her face so as to ignore the boy who was his only desire in life at some point of life. The cell phone of sameer was ringing and he picked it up in a clumsy manner.

Sameer- “hello, sweetheart I am about to reach there”

Sameer-I am waiting to see your beautiful face honey” and then his eyes met with his past.he disconnected the phone and was feeling quite nervous and shocked.

Seema was shocked too. She didn’t imagine that her love can easily accept and adore any other girl rather than her. How effected she was, and how unaffected by his earlier relationship he was,

Hello seema.said sameer.

Hi.said seema.

So how’s life going? Asked sameer.

Just living with the memoirs of my love.

That sarcasm, echoed in sameer’s ears.

He felt so embarrassed that he was willing to leave the bus, but he didn’t.

Sameer was spellbound to see how beautiful seema was looking and seema on the other hand was ashamed to even recognize that promiscuous man.

After few minutes later they both left the bus at the same stop and in the same restaurant was sameer having a silent conversation with his new girlfriend radhika but his eyes were fixed on seema.

And alone there was seema working as a manager in that restaurant…

my 1st attempt in writing short story....

In the beautiful evening, on a sandy beach and under the shade of tree there she was engrossed in the thoughts of the days filled with hilarity. it was the memoirs of her teenage which kept her engrossed .her beautiful eyes where showing the picture of her first love, her obsession towards life where everyday was joyous and full of life .

Her eyes were showing the memoirs of the days when she used to hangout with her mates on the busy street of kolkata. She used to eat pani puri with her friends. it was the day when they couldn’t resist laughing over that joke and then suddenly the eyes of her met with the other eye. it was the eye contact or was it the conversation through the eyes where silence was doing its work and lips were sealed. her eyes chose the one who is going to rule her heart. he the one who was mesmerized to see the beauty standing in front of him,in a simple dress with graceful look and that smile, that laugh of her distracted him from doing his work and then when his eyes saw the woman dressed in a red salwar suit holding the pani puri in the hands and chucking with her friends, he forgot everything for a moment.his pain,his tension,his job every damn thing was lost for a moment and when those eyes met with another there was the love at first sight. she went away from there and the story thus ended there. He, who was waiting for the girl to come again but it, was their final meeting. the girl never came back…….it was their love at first sight.

“Let’s go mom, what are you thinking?” her daughter shouted and tried to wake her up.

“Nothing let’s go”. She was now a woman, who had a beautiful family, a little daughter to look after and a caring husband who could give her the warmth and support. she went away from that beach and the memoirs of her love faded away because she was living in a present world. A world, which is moving with a great pace. A world where it takes a second to say, “I love you”…a world where the real romance is somehow getting blurred.

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before posting this poem which is close to my heart.i want to tell that i have learnt something from this life.don't take things for granted.the person you are with today,the thoughts you have for someone,may change for a second.time is god.time can change anything and everything.
and don't think that this poem is about me getting betrayed in love and all.it seems like one,but this poem is all about when you expect something else from a person and the result is just the opposite...............................!!

There were days and nights were I was thinking how fortunate I was, to have you,
I was laughing on my own, talking to myself about how blessed and fortunate I was to have you, in my life
I made some promises, to keep you jovial throughout this life, because you were my life, my reason for the smile
There were days and nights when you had great amount of admiration in my life
But how brilliantly everything changed within 24 hours of time,
The next day something happened which was unprecedented and unbelievable for me
You raised the finger on me with the stain of deceiving you
But those hard words you said, reflected the thoughts you had for me
Those Words killed the admiration I had for you,
How can I believe that it was you the other day who were the reason of my smile
And it is now you who are the reason of my silent cries
The promises took a second to fade away from my fragile heart
Those words, changed my life, those promises took a second to fly
Time played brilliantly the game of life,
My heart became numb, hatred was to be loved, and I forgot the meaning of trust
You were the only reason of my smile
But time took a nice revenge from me and changed the path of my life

OVERRATED,OVERRATED. AND OVERRATED...!!

Every damn thing is now overrated. When I want to watch TV then every news channel is showing sharukh khan.,I like sharukh but too much of everything is really not good.and this is in fact true that sharukh is more popular than our prime minister of India,manmohan singh. Forget about those saas bahu sagas they seems to be a never ending issue and the latest trend is reality show. this is soooooo overrated. Every damn channel is launching one or two reality show on singing talent. Let me tell you we don’t want so many singers in our country. :P and the worst thing about this reality show is playing with the emotions of people by creating lame publicity stunts.fuck..we need some break .well but that doesn’t mean tv is an idiot box.i love tv and I watch old shows like F.R.I.E.N.D.S ,tu tu main main,alife laila :D.

Ok now time to talk about “love”. Love is so so so overrated. if you will meet any person the first thing they will ask you is “do you have any gf”?when you will visit anyone’s profile on orkut then there will be one emo pic sad, alone just because they didn’t get their love. There are so many things other than love. I mean love your friends, family and please don’t show off how sad your life is because no one gives a damn to your feeling in a virtual world like orkut.

Kareena-saif,chak de India,tare zameen par, reality shows ,SRK, love, all things are overrated.

Try something new and quit being involved in overrated things.