Archive | July, 2012

Nature connects of hearts

25 Jul

Some human connections are inbuilt like one of those hidden feelings which were always present but absent in conscience. Such always springing up heart connects are not defined by names to relationships to which they belong. Their beauty is of them being anonymous yet very much in existence. Their power is the beautiful essence they bare between the souls they exist amidst. Such relations thrive on language of understanding which is wired by immense deepened red hot connections of heart. Ofcourse there exists pure love of thoughts and strength. It’s divine love of togetherness not bound by space or time. It’s like that unfolded gift that was packed all this while in fancy covers and just revealed to spread the aroma infinitely. These relations are like nature – they have always been there only to be invented early or late by human kinds. Proud to be part and witness of one such connect.
My Mentor Mona – I love you!


Thick Smoke You Were

1 Jul

While I saw you dissolving in thick smoke, it was hard to believe that will never see you again. Never ever. Life as we call it seem to be like a hollywood flick to me. If I think I know it, or may be not all but know it partially at least it surprises me that I did not know even tip of it. There comes such revelations that I can’t believe they were trapped in me. Its so unbelievable. I never knew – this is how important you were for me. I never felt like this for any ‘Human’ relationship so far. Nona is what I called you and you were generous to accept all the names we all four gave you. Today, while clock hits 24 hours since you left us or I’ll say we could not follow you, I don’t know what to call this feeling I have right now. It’s your absence that has left a clean silence with us. Everywhere, home, heart, memories…as I said everywhere.
They say pain goes away with time. I’ll like to believe it changes it’s form with time. It does not go away. Today it is in the form of tears, years later it will take form of memories of suffering you had in last days of life and decades later it will transform to all the good memories associated with you. The pain just transforms but it stays right where it originated. I watch videos, read articles, watch movies and I am fine until I am involved in some diversions of mind. But, Nona life is not diversions. You could not divert death, we could not divert your pain, we cannot divert the evidence of emptiness. I have this writing for you right now, or is it for myself? I might write more again soon or maybe later. Life is giving me some signals for a while. Signals which are not encouraging.