A Lost Friend

A companion, held every speck of me

Understood the best, never demanded, never complained

Kept my secrets, held my dreams

And never was I judged even on going all crazy

Accepted me and the very unbearable habits

Spoke to me in ways incomprehensible for the rest

Words were the only connection we had

But took them so precisely, just so apt

Loyal and faithful, my confidant at all times

Understood my silence when I chose not to speak (write)

Tolerated my anger when I got mad at it (scribbled) for somebody

Preserved the most precious moments of my life

Always in the table drawer

But somehow missing today

Searched for it all over the place

But nowhere to be seen, my diary is now – “a lost friend”!

THE MANGO SAGA!

Here comes summer, accompanied with the encroaching heat

And the lip smacking mangoes, a feeling nothing can beat

The mango season- the spell of the king of fruits

Brings a smile on a million faces as soon as it shoots

Umpteen hidden facts; so many analogies it holds

Indeed the Indian life variety it unfolds

The two colours of mango- green and yellow

Signify the shades of happiness and sorrow

Numerous varieties of mangoes found together

And together live Indians belonging to different cultures

A mango can taste bitter, sweet and sour

And same flavours in relations, close and far

Mango, though commonly referred to as “aam”

Still, the most special fruit for a common man

And so, the cheers spread all over have a valid reason

For it’s time to enjoy the much awaited mango season! :D

VIBES!

Emanating from a humans heart

Due to incidents good and bad- life’s integral part

A sudden whim to take a mid-night walk

Or the feeling when to none you want to talk

Meet a stranger; for a while just talk to him

And within no time, your heart he’ll win

Meet the other, and just sit next to him

And you don’t even feel like giving a grin

Negative vibes generated by mere presence

The feeling of contentment even in the absence

Walking into a strange place and feeling at home

But among your own people - left out and alone

It’s difficult to express and difficult to explain

These emotions that cause happiness and pain

They come from thoughts and perspectives

Be an optimist and they turn out to be positive

Negativity causes pain and can render you stone cold

Don’t hurt yourself , let go off the grudges you hold

Don’t go blue , let the devil not get in your head

Enjoy positive vibes and a worthwhile life ahead!

Deceptive Deceptions

Suddenly awakened in the middle of the night

By a shocking nightmare or a dream, a matter of delight

The unconscious laughs or cries or talks and more

Accompanied with sweat and goose bumps galore

The dream of being one among the dwarfs in snow white’s land

And the nightmare that leaves you buried under the desert sand

The fantasy of being transformed into the “dark lord”

And the chopping of the nose with a magical sword

The one in which the world seems upside down

Or a man eaten by a zombie, bleeding brown

A tense situation in real, that becomes a mishappening

Or a dead loved one in a pleasant dream, seen talking

The ones you would love to see coming true

And the ones you never ever want to go through

Are these analogous to an event in future or past?

Or mere deceptions, for it’s been ages since you properly slept last!

One Sided FRIENDSHIP...

I still remember the day when I first got to know about him. It was in a tuition class when I first heard and confused his name with another classmate for he wasn’t my schoolmate and I had never heard of him before.

And then one day we met at the same tuition, the maths tuition and got to know each other and eventually became friends. I had been a part of St. Edwards Shimla all throughout and he had changed many schools since childhood even after being in the city. And so yet again after 10^th, he switched from DAV to Edwards i.e. “my school” and became an "Edwardian" :D but opted for commerce when i had science with yet again only maths being our connection. Again the same tuition, and to make things better, the same school :D

Within no time we became the best of friends. No common friend, no common interest and totally different streams still my best friend he became and took over all other friendships i had had. My friends were jealous of him, but I did not care. All I started caring about was US and our friendship, for that is what meant the world to me then. We became a famous duo, famous among friends, teachers and more. All sorts of things we did together; hanging out for hour’s together, study-cum-fun sessions, mocking at people in public, bike race, cricket; but the one thing we did not do is what in a dude’s language is called “bird watching”. Yes, we’ve done everything under the sun together but this. Also it was very rare that we talked about it. I did not know the girls he stalked and he didn’t know mine in fact called me a gay which of course i felt extremely bad about. But then it wasn’t too big a deal so i ignored for he and our friendship meant more to me. Those insulting statements in the face in public which i laughed away taking them to be a joke and although they were embarrassing, I knew he can never mean them (guys hardly think so much about being insulted though). I fought for him with other friends of mine and did everything it took to defend him every time in whatever way possible. Nothing against him I could hear, even from the greatest of friends I had. And i had always thought he was the same too (but now I realise how dumb I am and how easily I get carried away).

Being in different streams, it was obvious that we couldn’t have been together after school and so we had to part. Both of us were equally sad because firstly, both of us being extremely attached to our families did not like the fact that we had to leave home and secondly we’d not get to cherish each other’s company anymore. I yet again ended up being a part of an all boy’s college and he got through one of the most prestigious colleges of India. I was extremely happy for him. But then as time passed by, it took its toll and our lives changed to an unimaginable extent. But even after that, for him, I have always tried to be the same. I would do every little thing to help him out, in studies, in personal issues and more. And for this, I did not want anything in return because I love doing things for him.

But to my surprise, I did get something; something called “disappointment” at every step. Disappointment due to- Weird attitude, loads of lies and cooked up stories to hear! There were times i wanted support, i wanted a friend and he was nowhere to be found. And in case, we talked about my problem, all he would do is try to get away with it. It’s as if an imaginary best friend I now have. Is this what comes off friendships you cherish the most? After so many attempts I have made already with so many things that have already happened, what more can I do to hold onto it further? And should I really do something to keep it going? I do not know where this’ll lead to! Has this friendship come to an end? I still hope not! :(

It’s weird how people plan lifetime relationship (love or friendship) and some of them fail to maintain it and it ends up being a “one sided relationship”!

The above mentioned story was just an example of such a “friendship”!

Talking Tresses!!

Nurtured with love and affection

We naturally made our way through

Caressed and nourished by her mom

Thick, black, silky and straight we grew ;)

Never did we under go any spa treatment

Never were we torturously conditioned

Never turned and twisted by those electric enemies

And never were we forcefully straightened

Repeated complements by the crowd

And her mom’s attention all throughout

Pleased her no end and made us dance with the wind

In sizes short and long and styles of all kinds

Her friends were jealous; they wanted us

And she flaunted more without really flaunting

People called her “obsessed”, yes she actually was

She had a reason to be for she had us ;)

But one day, some of us grew weak

And started leaving our company

Rendering us and our bearer, sad and tensed

And to control this fall, she began her attempts

We love our bearer and she loves us

It’s a mutual feeling that we share

She treated us better, cared a lot

Even after that, she had to see us fall

And so now, it’s as if we are just half

But our texture remains and are still loved by all

Although she worries, she rarely shows

Rather still flaunts and is obsessed for we still grow! :D

WORDS!

I read a lot in childhood days

Proses and poems and pieces of plays

By writers like Shakespeare and William Wordsworth

And a special mention of “the road not taken” by Robert Frost

From “twinkle-twinkle little star”

To the “golden daffodils” shining like a star

From snow white and Cinderella and wonderland’s Alice

To Romeo and Juliet and the Merchant of Venice

These masterpieces have always been fascinating

Indeed the epitomes of perfect writing

But writing a similar composition did never struck me

Until my thoughts for a friend, I once decided to unleash

And eventually then became “Writing” a passion

Through which I could put forward my very own vision

About people, about places, about things and more

With feelings, sentiments and emotions galore

It’s nothing but a play of words I learnt

In words, fire freezes and even water gets burnt

And now, it’s definitely words I have and words I use

Which fascinate many, disappoint some, and render others amused!!

FOR YOU, A THOUSAND TIMES OVER!

I read an article entitled “Relation called Friendship.. A Big Question Mark!!” just yesterday and it left me in a deep thought for quite some time. It’s basically a description of the dilemmatic feelings about the relation called “Friendship”. It concludes on a negative note stating the absence of true friendship, the absence of FRIENDS that match up to Google’s definition! :|

I won’t say it is totally wrong for I too have had experiences that would have made me feel just the same if I wouldn’t have had this one “friend” in my life who is not just a friend but whom I call my “soul sister” and this is indeed a post dedicated to her.

It was in class 10 when we first met and then just in a matter of few months, we became the best of friends. Yes, she’s my school friend and I still haven’t found someone like her (or even close to her) after school. Bound by an inseparable feeling, we’ve seen all the ups and the downs. Even after school, when we actually had to part, we are still together, miles in distance unfortunately, but not an inch in heart.

From the times when we’ve stayed together all day long to now when we chat all day long, our lives have seen a lot of changes except that we are together, still there for each other come what may and will always be.

For the ones who know me have now gotten a clue that this is for none but Aashika because for the ones who don’t know her can never know me.

Yes, this one’s for you Aashika. I know, the first thing “as usual”:P you’ll say when you read this will be “Again another 1?? :O”, :P as a reply to which I will say “For you, a thousand times over” :)

I will not make it longer for all I want to say (something that I have never said before) is that I’m really lucky to have you! (i know you are lucky to have me too :P )

I miss you a lot :( and ambala makes me miss you more :| Hope to see you soon.

Love you loads :)

PS: I felt like flattering you today (also that article made me flatter you more :P) ;) and I know you are flattered no end :P

My Blog says--- THANK YOU :D

This blog can never be perfect without a post solely for the person because of whom it exists today. Yes, this is a post dedicated to the person who inspired me to start this blog. A person who is actually a sweetheart, so very helpful, always willing to lend a helping hand to everyone in whatever way possible, extremely polite and an amazing human being!

Beginning with the J-Team interview when we first met till today, she has always motivated me in her special ways. Yes, I’m talking about the editor of our very own college magazine ENGINUIM (the source of our friendship; I love ENGINIUM even more for this), undoubtedly an influential person but still never brags about anything and is so so decent and an extremely cute person and a super amazing senior. Yes, I’m talking about you “Saaki Boss”. :) You are actually one of the best people here in this place. :)

In these few months, I learnt that we are somewhat similar as well. :D Writing, reading and music (“Atif” in particular :D) are 3 things I totally fall for(and so do you.. right boss?). But the only difference in these similarities is you are far better than me at least when it comes to writing. :)

I have always tried to take whatever you say for you’ve always been an inspiration, as a result of which comes my blog. :D So more than me, “My Blog says--- THANK YOU” :D. And now even I love blogging, all thanks to YOU. :) But I know I’m very lazy and I’ve not really been regular, but I promise I’ll make it a point that I write regularly from now on and keep my blog up to date... Pakka wala promise :D

This was the least I could say or do. You deserve much more :)

Thank you!! :)

Love

Vidhi :)

BEWILDERMENT

Sitting alone in this crowded land

I make an attempt to comprehend

All that I have gone through

And what next to do

Engulfed by a dreadful feeling

I anticipate tomorrow

“Will things get better

Or will they further bring sorrow?”

Unaware of the next action

I sit here and worry

“What will the consequence be

And will I be able to endure it?”

Perplexed and perturbed

I need advice, I need suggestion

Umpteen thoughts still to share

But hardly do I find anyone!