Self Care

Why do you care now ?

Life is not easy, you build it up slowly

To care for the temple which is our body,

You certainly did not take vow-

Then why not let it rot gradually?

Precious blood is what flows through veins, not sodie.

You know the dangers, now make vow

To keep clean and care for yourself properly

So that life turns better not for you, but everybody.

A little tamarind in my life

Sour filled life, do we learn from those ?

Little miscreants in life, these tamarinds.

A wonderful tangy taste, break the shell and you have them.

A lot of it though would make you sick.

Once again , when the tamarinds come in view , you taste them.

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In my lowest

Mental strength was what you needed to see me cry,

Did you have it in you , to hold me , ask me to let it out?

Deciding the fact for me , you walked out

My tears did not stop mid-way, nor did it wash everything

First time, I would say it was alright

But the second time, I knew you couldn’t handle me

Not expressing your emotions, you wanted me to put a hold on mine

Mine spluttered and in a second you were out of it.

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Little Happiness

Thinking about chocolate chip cookies,

Breathing in and out the pleasant breeze,

Did I ever think , it is the Optimism?

Something I fight with, instead of the criticism-

Seeing the squirrels play around,

My mind feels active and sound,

This little entities of happiness, that I carry

Will never let me tarry,

Love from all of you,

Makes my life bright with wonderful hue.

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Intuitive

Believing in my intuitive sense ,

I took a leap of faith;

Would it be a mirage or a real pond,

Risks were plenty, the desert has a lot of them-

It is upon me to decide, which path to follow

And understand who would stand by me forever.

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Three strings

They were meant to intertwine together,

With their proportions unmatched,

Leaning on each other would not work;

Coeval relation, was what they desired,

Anger burned and frustration killed them-

Only when two of them learnt to be amiable,

They did twist , turn , formed a nice braid.

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Floating

On earth, walking, numb

Mind seems to decide its own way,

My feet are taking a turn.

P.S. – I don’t know , why I wanted to write this . But my mind does really know how to work on its own.

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Starting Over

Two days before the summer holidays would be over. The street was filled with energetic little kids bustling in and out of the books and other shops which offered valuable discounts for the upcoming session. He wanted to head straight towards the ice cream parlour where his friends would be waiting for him, but a certain petite looking woman caught his attention. She was passing through the doors of one of the most popular book shops unaware of his eyes which were tracing her movements.

He stealthily followed her inside. While she was searching for books in the biography section, he browsed randomly through Non-fictions. Stealing glances from the texts he could see the similar quirks which made him fall in love with her. The excitement whenever she found something new, the scrunching of her nose when a certain book had not been titled aptly; suddenly he felt a rush of adrenaline .

He knew he had to face her , no matter what he had to talk to her. “Keya ,” her name rolled out smoothly out his tongue.

She slowly turned to face him. He thought she would be enraged, or probably disgusted ; but as usual she surpassed his imagination.  Keya was smiling at him , waving him to walk over towards her.

“How have you been? ” she whispered , eyeing left and right to check if somebody was eavesdropping.

“ The same as you,” really smart Arvind he berated himself.

“I always knew you were secretly a seer,” she then thrusted a book towards him the title of which said ‘LET’S START ALL OVER AGAIN’.

He was left speechless for a while , then as if he was struck with a bucket of cold water. Arvind looked at her with a sheepish smile “ I can do that.”

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