It was raining out and she loves to listen to rain. Observing the magic of raindrop falling into the windowpane and splitting into pieces she forgets the fact that there was nothing left for dinner to cook.

Mother’s angry call makes her awake from her dream. Raining was too heavy that anyone will have a small regret to make dirty. It made her lazy. With the basket in one hand and umbrella in the other she slowly stepped down to the crowded street. Her dress was swinging with the stormy wind and she walked carefully in the busy street that she should not disturb anyone. Street children were running in between carelessly. Rain didn’t give importance to all these drama; it falls heavily as if it can’t fall tomorrow.
Time went away, the street began to empty .Market was almost deserted and shop keepers were packing things blaming the unexpected rain. She filled her basket and return to home.

Now a heavy storm hit a weak branch of tree near the street and it fall with a heavy sound blocking her way to home, now she had to walk a way around faster to reach home. The time was running and the surroundings began to dark. She began to curse the rain.
Heavy wind in the opposite direction makes her travel difficult. Basket in one hand, umbrella in the other ant the swinging heavy dress everything not in rhythm makes her sad. Suddenly a heavy wind blow to her and she lost hold with the umbrella and it fly as if it has to escape from the heavy rain.

In the heavy rain she ran behind the umbrella without noticing anything and at the moment she got the umbrella back she hits someone so hardly that she along with her umbrella and basket fall over him.

Street was empty; surroundings were dark, only four eyes looking each other.

The handsome gentleman rise and helped her to rise along with the umbrella and basket. He smiled at her and occasion makes her shy for her fault.

With a sudden word of apologize she walked away from that gentleman.

Walking through the empty street all her taught were about him.

Entering house she smiled at herself thinking about all that happened.

to my best friend.....

In this middle of March it is very hot here. Yes indeed it’s the time of hot summer but the sun is little brighter and hot.
Everyone must give little more importance to global warming and ozone depletion....
Sorry I am not going to write about that any way...
After a long time today after a short noon sleep i got opportunity to hear the roaring sound of thunder.... the signal of a rain for which everyone was dreaming make me jump from my sleep and ran outside.
Trees were dancing in joy and a sweet breeze is spreading the news that rain is near..... I enjoyed all these dramas of nature standing alone in the balcony. Alone in the sense that, two days before my friend was with me.


More than a friend she is like my own sister, the one who touched my heart and understand what i need by just looking into my eyes. She cared me like a elder sister always a shoulder to sleep and a sweet melody in my life.

Some true relationship will surely take time to make a bond and once the perfect bond has made it is impossible to separate.

To loss is to learn

For last several days, lots of topics were waving inside my small heart and I did'nt get enough time to write it down but if I fail to write,it will be a great loss.so iam taking back my notepad and pen

"To loss is to learn"

some days before I was quite busy with my works......everyone in our class were rushing with their final presentation of fifth semister. Two-three days of continuous sleepless night make everyone in a blank state that no one were interested to know what is happening in the surrounding.A strange rain was trying to compose a beautiful melody near my window pane and I didn't get enough time to listen to that painful melody .After that hilarious work I was laying down without getting a good sleep and I remembered about my life before 2-3 years. A lot of time to spent for anyone. To dance in rain.......to listen to the symphony of rain and watch the sky.....to chat with the breeze........

now days I realise the fact that I am no more a child ,I have my reponsibilities and work......

Yes Iam no longer a child with inborn innocence.

were the innocence gone????

once escaped from childhood we will lose so many things close to heart and one of the important of all is the innocence.the exposure to the dark world outside in the thirst of finding the secrets in every move we will never realise the value of things we are leaving behind in order to grab new things. And once we realised it we will wish to get another chance to be a child once again,who is not bothered about the complications of life and will wish to run behind the butterflies with no pains inside.

Now days I realise the fact that innocence never grow with us.....but will fade to unknown fantasy world ment only for children.

Time goes on........

No way to get a second chance.......

So never forget to live the life.........

To grow is to understand the dept of loss,to enjoy the value of gain everything with a bit of selfishness and without a pinch of innocence.

Dedicated to my dear friend RINU DEVDAS who left us and went near god on 21 Nov 2009.He was with me in my sorrows and happiness as a shoulder to cry and a good friend to fight always.It was after his loss i became conscious that I am no more a child.His memories will always be rite inside my heart.....

In memory of my dear friend who taught me the greatest lesson

"TO LOSS IS TO LEARN"

DREAM A MYSTERY......

Again I am starting to dream ……
Don’t know how long it will stay……


I Lay on my bed lazily…….
There was nothing left to do or after a long run I just need a break.
Looking to the sky through window besides I lay silently…
My eyes where too tired. It slowly makes the scenery fade. I tried to keep it open but it forcefully made to close as if need a deep sleep.

Free from all……
The cruel of the world…..
The innocence of children….
And from all I need a perfect restfulness…

The brain began to work mysteriously taking the soul into a dream world.
Leaving the body soul began to wander from place to place without imprinting anything it see so that it will be a mystery when I open my eyes next morning.

It wanders…..in search of peace…..in search of love……..in search of compassion……..
But didn’t get any of this anywhere and came back disappointed.

The morning alarm rang with out any mercy.
I wake up with a slight laziness….

How fast the time moves….
I am only getting the picture of my eyes closing make the scenery fade remaining portion just rest as a mystery……..

TO MY LOVING PARENTS.....

Have you ever seen God?No isn't it?Then how come you believe that there is God way above the sky, who is gonna do good for all human beings down here. Human mind, like always, tends for a need or support from someone who is close and for the one who isn't close,they often create an imaginary super power. Who is there to see the sorrows of the countless population and do the needful at times.
But there is a category of people, the real god in life, who will see every growth in you and do the all your need, not simply providing them when needs them but by making you proud that you deserves to earn it.
I am incomplete with no one other than my parents, whose prayers blessings, anxieties and sufferings, which out which my life would have been a big zero.
I am realizing the truth that I am a girl; I have got all the freedom in this cruel world.
World is cruel..How far i donno!!
What is wrong with a girl?
why she don't have the right to open her eyes to see the challenging world like the boys do.I am not raising voice for the equality of men and women.I am still a young girl to say a big opinion about that nor i am interested to.
Towards the endless serious of child abortion of girl baby makes me concerned and think about the disadvantages of owning the same?
Are they a real burden when they grow up?
Am i a burden to my parents?
I am thankful to my parents who forgone lots of tensions created by myself in my childhood.
For me they are the real angel’s sent by god to take care of Me.!
Without dedicating something to my parents, my blog is incomplete
So---dedicated to my loving parents!!
Luvs you more than you could ever imagine!

When I was searching for a pen to write the one got was a red pen then I smiled at myself “let it be in red as it has the value of my blood”.
For a duration I was lazy to take the pen actually I took it in several times and dropped it before it reaches the climax due to several reasons.
Wandering through the dark forest empty handed I got a mysterious book. That book takes me to a wonderful garden full of dreams. Actually I was not walking .I was flying .I forget about everything. After a long time the book disappeared teaching me a wonderful lesson. Now I am back to my dark forest with a pain to loss my dreams along with book.
But I am too small to be disappointed with the life.I will wait for another to get another lesson.

"LOVE IS DIVINE"

For days i was just searching for a topic to write something and i hardly get anything .Last weak was too busy shedule with lots of journey .The train journey was indead a mice topic to write about.but hope will come back with that in an another occassion as now the most important topic that i can handle is LOVE

Dont confuse or misunderstand......

What is love????

As far as i know i believed that love is something divine as it came directly it came directly from god andit cant be evil.
But what i think is wrong or there is an another face of love which is evil....

When someone is loving someone deep from the heart and the other just acting to be a lover is something hard to be accept.

In this contest iam confused about love

My surroundings are giving enough examples to give reason to hate it.

Love and hate-two opposite words ,how come it can be used together

I dont know but there is onething i know-"iam totaly confused about love"

When iam getting enough resons to hate it there is an another side that is frequently whisphering in my ears that
"Love is divine"