Where is the sound gone???

Placing acoustical design for architects in hand I looked wide to the sky, it is indeed too hot here. Rain is not ready to give a guest appearance and humidity is hurting the earth surface as hard as it can.

Now in the late hours of day with full opened window and fan running at its best above the head not making considerable changes.

With a wish for a sudden sleep I tried several times and failed. Now i am seeking help of test book well known sleeping pills for students. The train passing nearby whistled at a moderate sound wishing me a good night and I opened my book with regret and turned pages carelessly....

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She walked alone through that dark empty corridor...

She wished to have a companion when the loneliness was trying to make her afraid then ignored... life alone is well experienced....

She reached near the riverside so clean and pure having three plants of different flowers so beautiful...

She extended her hand towards one and suddenly windrowed when a realisation came...

She moved to a valley of mythical characteristic...

A valley of sound...

It is the valley where our sounds are going... the waves of sounds will fade in to this unknown valley...

In that unknown valley full of sound... there I can hear the deepest whispers and cries of millions...

I walked for hours through that magical valley listening to all sounds...

The sudden splash of light stuck on my eyes and I lost my concentration...

With uneasiness’ I opened my eyes

Acoustical design for architects is still in my hand....

Where is the sound gone???

Rain and its expressions

“After a dry full summer at last sky accepted the love request of earth and his love for her is pouring with no limits”

When he first feels the coldness of rain it was like making everything dirty at those childhoods. When it became a restriction to his playground he fatherly began to hate the rain.

He never noticed those sparkling drops rolling from the unseen corner of his roof, falling in to the mirror like floor and splitting into pieces.

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It was she who made him love the rain. When in love everything was beautiful. He compared her eyes to those rain drops which reflect a millions of happiness for him.

Walking through the shabby corner of the campus under one umbrella when she suddenly get hold of his hand he was never knowing that it was the love that he was waiting...

With her he began to enjoy the rain, feel the rain and love the rain.

Through the roads with her behind it was like a dream come true for him. He rides fast in that flashing rain. She holds him tight, they together and the rain together make the needle of the clock turn.

It was unexpected that he didn’t notice the hole in the road. it was the same road through which he ridded last 24 years of his life but from where the stupid hole came in between.

The sudden jerk in the bike make him disturbed and lost balance. She lost her hold and fell down. The large lorry behind failed to notice all these dramas

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In the burial ground when everything was silent rain fell so hard in rhythm

He failed to hear the unknown music of the rain all in his mind was her thoughts

He turned back and walks with no umbrella

Rain is falling heavily to hurt him

Once again he began to hate the rain, its stupid music and unforgettable pains....

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THE TRAIN

That railway station was not new to me but still at every journey I felt lots of tension before my journey but today I am feeling so comfort with the surroundings. After 3 months I am back to commercial city just to see someone whom I was missing from the very day I left for college.

Now spending almost a day with her make me feel good and finally walked towards the platform for the train.

I don’t know why I still experience a tension when the whistle of train reaches me... I walked towards compartment hoping to see the “ladies only”

Atlas when I reached my usual compartment I realized that the incident of sowmya had made considerable changes in the arrangement of compartment

I entered the compartment with a little fear and lots of questions in mind

Atlas i am travelling alone

When I entered the train there was already four lady passengers. I made a quick launch and booked a seat near them

To make me feel comfort I throw a sudden question to one of them “didi where are you going”

Actually the answer make me disappointed all the four will leave me alone in the next station.

But understanding my state of mind one of them gave me enough support

“Don’t worry you will get company till your stop from the next stop”

And I smiled

Sitting with them I looked my surroundings

Unknowingly I stares at someone and the boy began to laugh and I realised my fault

With the wide open window near I looked outside

It’s too hot outside. The fan overhead is making sound pollution, I sat looking keen to my mobile

Ran my fingers through its keypad

Now brain champ is ready with its challenge...

My fellow lady passengers are already asleep, my eyes wished for a sleep too but my mind never permits to have a sleep and so I made myself engaged in game.

My train fastly approached the next station and my fellow passengers changed. Without having enough confidence to explore to that outer world I kept myself engaged with game

A lady passenger sit near me and was almost wishing to throw an friendly talk and noticed my concentration towards gaming and went backward felt sorry about that so I stopped gaming and looked out through the window and tried for a chance to crack towards that sister

From next station some more passengers got in with family and surrounding became comfortable for a passenger like me.

A journey which showed me how India is known for its unity in diversity....

a Hindu boy sleeping in the shoulder of a Muslim brother who make his shoulder still and hand up straight not to make a disturbance to the sleep of the child.

Time passed...

Reached my station and I felt so happy to get some waves... a simple of consideration and a hope that to see in an another journey of life

When I walked towards the exit memories of a train friend is so high...

I made my mind comfort “world is so small”

With a hope that I can meet her in another journey i am continuing my life journey.....

She turned back just to see him once again....

He smiled...

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From childhood she wished to have a true love, actually her knowledge was too short to analyse about true love or she didn’t wish to analyse something so pure.

But time being so cruel made the pure love so polluted and she was unaware about what love is and what is not.

At times she find the traps under the smiling faces and when time comes or at a moment she failed to realise the cruel face behind those smiling one and mistook as love. But it didn’t take much time for realisation and it made her hurt a lot but she smiled because there were lots of friendly shoulders to make her comfort.

And she once again went in search of love and this time an understanding companion became her companion.”A boy and girl can’t be just true friends”

Don’t know which stupid tell those words but at cases this is true and their friendship roused to a higher level and they named it as love.

She was still unaware was that love???

But when he said good bye at a nearby day having lots of reasons to explain he never enquired what she had to tell

And that was a tragedy...

Not for loosing something called love but for losing a friend who was everything for her...

And from that day the name of love make her afraid... not for being cheated but for losing some other valuable relation.

And when she met him there was nothing in the mind. But his involvement makes her attracted towards him.

But this time she was not ready for an another experiment

Every time moving away from him was so difficult but she managed to do so. But he was not ready to leave.

And now she doesn’t want to get hurt once more so she is moving away with no commitments.

“He smiled”

What was in that smile, she don’t know but that smile is hurting her

Was this the love she was searching for....?

She don’t have enough strength to face one more failure

She turned back just to see him once again....

He smiled...

REACHING FOR THE STAR!!!!!

She walked fast.....
Her only focus was towards the spot of light that was breaking the deadly darkness all around.
Speed gradually increased.... only wish was to capture that light and to get rid of the darkness....
Looking towards the focus she ran...
Then she began to understand that her ray of hope is moving away from her...
Long time to make mind understand what is happening around
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Last night when she went to her bed, her only dream was to catch a star far above in the sky.
Slowly darkness spread around without her permission not even giving enough time to identify between dream and reality.
Darkness all around is not always a good atmosphere to experience about......
She waited.......
Time ran fast......
Still darkness around and a bloody silence......
“Crap” she yelled stretched her hand so wide to experience her surroundings.
“Vacant”
She slowly moved her legs apart and continues her search
Failed.....
She continued that for about thousand times and failed....
DARKNESS AND SILENCE
She was like in an empty cargo sealed tightly.
She continued her effort to get hold on something....
Then it happened,
A small ray of hope at far end breaks the darkness....
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She walked fast.....
Her only focus was towards the spot of light that was breaking the deadly darkness all around.
Speed gradually increased.... only wish was to capture that light and to get rid of the darkness....
Looking towards the focus she ran...
Then she began to understand that her ray of hope is moving away from her...
Long time to make mind understand what is happening around
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She stretched her arm so wide to capture her star and fell from the bed with a great sound
Ahh!!!!!!!
Is it so silly to dream to get a star!!!!!