All posts for the month June, 2012


Published June 18, 2012 by Virgo293

It’s Strange that things happen that question your presence,

But stranger indeed to see such big things make only a slight difference!

The so- called “funeral” was over, but there was no sign of remorse,

Even an animal would have been treated better, be it a dog or a horse.

My heart sank, bewildered with such acts of disgust,

But all I could do was to leave the body to rust.

Something pricked my eyes, something that was so clear,

How can someone be so mean, that too to someone so very near?

I was the one to feel her, in every tear of mine,

It was me who saw her, the last time before dying.

She had been crying all day, wailing all night long,

Laughter had forgotten to cherish her, gone were all her songs.

Something tanned her face black, giving it a bold mark,

It was something beyond the sun, beyond the mud in the park,

Destiny had cursed her, all she had was pain abound,

Mocked she was by the games of life, left with an incurable wound.

Reality seemed all false, like someone had played a dirty prank,

Still she was so brave, every painful tonic she drank.

What was her mistake, how was she responsible?

Why was she targeted, to be left black and dull?

She had been a victim to fate,

Yet she accepted challenges that were great.

She had insisted that it was not her fault,

Yet no one could see the mishaps coming to a halt.

The society was fine, but even the family didn’t spare her,

Poor thing, she gave up, surrendered to crimson color

That’s what happens to a person who is not mistaken at all!

She comes forth and gives in to ‘the suicidal fall’

It’s strange to see things that question your presence,

But stranger indeed to see such big things, make not even a slight difference!!!


The Phone Call

Published June 15, 2012 by Virgo293


With peals of laughter ringing in my ears from last night, and a steaming cup of coffee in my hand, I wonder how time flies. I was preparing for it until a few days back, and suddenly I am here, feeling and analyzing the atmosphere of this so called “city of dreams.” They say, the more you run away from something, the more you have to meet it in the eye. And anyway, I’m not one of those to give up. I never was. I have always given it a try, in fact given my best, and I am not going to let this time be an exception. I have promised myself after all. And more than that, I have promised her.

Isn’t it amazing how a phone call of a few minutes can work wonders? Okay fine! A few hours, but that is quite acceptable, considering the fact that we don’t meet any longer. And I wonder how well she knows me. I mean she forced me to stay back, when I was so adamant on running out of this hell that very minute. Moreover, by the end of the conversation, I was laughing, can you imagine, laughing! Oh my gosh! It’s incredible how she is so annoying but still she can be such a gem at times. The conviction that now has filled me up is definitely hers. I just hope she is always there with me. I can never lose her. Never ever.

Hello world!

Published June 14, 2012 by Virgo293

Hi everyone ! I never thought I could come to terms with blogging. I know this is a very cliché beginning which by far I have often repelled, but then blogging also comes on that list, so never mind. A beginner isn’t supposed to be as obnoxious as me for sure. But it has to be accepted, since honesty is the first principle of blogging, isn’t it?

The point is that this is the first blog I’ve ever had. I have absolutely no clue about what I am going to write about or how I am going to write or anything of that sort. All I know is that there are lot many things in my life, in all our lives which we by pass everyday. Be it a good cup of tea after a tiring day, a good morning greeting from the lift man who doesn’t owe anything to us, or a 3 a.m buddy we take for granted. There have been, there still are, and I am sure that there are always going to be things in our lives that deserve sheer gratitude. Unfortunately, we fail to cherish them. Fortunately, I have found a way to cherish them. Perhaps the only reason to pen down, all that I am going to, is the fact that it deserves to be written. Be it a varied thought of a vague nothing or blissful experience of a significant something, all of it ought to be close to our hearts, since it has made us whatever we are today.  Yeah, thats my drive to start this blog.

I hope what I write, connects with you as well and  you have as much fun while reading it as I have had while writing it.

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