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Falling for you: One Song at a time

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10:30 A.M. today, I wake up to Maa's honey-sweet laughter coming from the living room, ‘Norwegian Wood’ pressed under my forearms, sound of preaching azaan , aroma of almond pancakes my little sister is trying hands at for the first time, and a text from you- link of the song that you're clearly obsessed with lately, even though you deny this every time I point it out to you, as if obsessing over something or someone is a derogatory remark. 'You're sending this song to me for a millionth time now. Get over it, maybe?', I text you back, listening to the same song on loop .  Look, I rarely wake up to a perfect morning - one when my mind is devoid of my thoughts, anxieties, and contemplation of the nightmares I have had the last night. So, when I do have one on my plate, I try to garnish it with my fondest memory- the one of you- the one where we were laughing our hearts out on the streets of a new city,  amused by the funny local dialect that you kept mimicking the...
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I moon you.

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Partially through the vapour rising from my mug of coffee, I see the leaves of the tree shining brightly under the streetlight. The streetlight is making the leaves appear as if they are on a stage, about to perform on a melodious song any moment now, under the spotlight. I don’t know why but suddenly this streetlight  is becoming my center point of attention and I am absolutely oblivious to the fact that I am out with my friends whom I am actually meeting after a span of more than six months. Now, they are staring at me with their expressionless faces, and eyes with question marks in place of pupils, because it’s been ten minutes since the food arrived and I haven’t picked up my spoon yet.  And, that never happens! There are two things in my life that I’m very much obsessed with, apart from the million other things I’m obsessed with on few other days. Yes, I’m that person . So, the first obsession is food and the next one, will you hold your breath a little long...
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FULL STOP

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Hey! Do you love 'Full stops'? Yeah, F.U.L.L.S.T.O.P. Do you? Am I sounding strange or insane? Oops, sorry. I shouldn't have started it this way. Let's begin this post with a 'millionth times used' line: "There are two kinds of people on this earth. . ." Firstly, I refer to those whose lives are comprised of contented and dull Full stops. Such people get satisfied easily. They, in greed of future fortune, live the present in a monotonous way. They are happy doing what they do. No change. Such people don't enjoy 'not bad' or 'okay' kind of life. They want perfect. In search of their 'perfect', they keep waiting and working, ignoring the little joys in life. Secondly, there are people whose lives resemble a beautiful garden where aspiring and innovative 'Commas' and excited, zealous 'Exclamation marks' flourish.  Such people keep on exploring themselves. They need amendments. They need updates. They ...
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When I look at you. . .

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Another pebble into the river. A new melancholic thought popped in my mind with each drenched pebble.The calm, clear, shimmering, rejuvenating water of the river. The cool breeze blowing my left- open hair. The birds singing melodiously. And amidst all this pleasance, lying is the bewildered, broken and burning heart of mine. An antonymous pair . Tears are falling out from my eyes and moistening my cheeks. It's not that I'm not in my senses. I am. I can feel whatever is happening to me. I am hurt and upset. I have heaps of questions in my mind. "What did I do to deserve a slap from him? Why doesn't he ever understand? I'm old enough to take my own decisions. Had it been my brother, would he have reacted in the same way? No. A sure-short ,No. I won't take it anymore. I want to clear it now itself." Wiping off the water from my eyes, I get up. Yes, I'd say water and not tears because tears are valuable. What's coming out from my eyes ri...
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