Elixir poured through the turbid sky,

the cool breeze flew in .

The night dropped its anchor,they knew twas wrong,

but neither of them blinned.

The thunder hid the chaos of their pounding hearts,

the darkness adumbrated the gulps.

Hiding his head in her arms,

he locked his fingers into her stulp.

With the swilling emotions,his breath embellished her neck,

the moan of love now deafened the world.

Fondling with her lips,he held her hard,

giving up,she purled herself in.

Melodies of his touch echoed in her soul,

it was the first time she had experienced the symphonies.

Her alluring and ambroisal presence took over him,

he fell deep, only to wait for an epiphany.

Amidst the petting,she revealed the flood her eyes beheld.

Conscience struck heavy on his heart.

They unlocked their amative kiss,

bonded forever,both vanished into worlds…. miles apart.

The blazing daylight forced open her eyes,

blot of her tear drabbed his shimmery wedding card.

She smiled looking at his picture realising,

she was the shore that his everlasting waves will touch and retreat.



Yes, I fall “Sick” often…

I still remember the times when I only thought of escaping from the place I called home.I daydreamt of living in a city where I could be all by myself, being independent in short.I longed for a more developed place where I could get better education and opportunities.Kota was my first “away from home” expedition, which although lasted for two years.

I joined Vibrant Academy Kota ,in 2011,after my 10th class.Thamba! It wasn’t easy to convince my parents.I cried,fought because I wanted to study in a better atmos where I could thoroughly prepare for IIT JEE.After a year of nudging, my dad said a yes! That was the beginning to a journey I had bucked myself up for.

I have arranged everything for you and I’ll leave for Sagar tonight,” said my dad while I was unpacking.I sat still for a moment and then hugged him with tears strolling down my face.I was excited to handle things on my own, but the thought of not finding my dad’s arms open whenever i came to my room,made me tremble.I stayed there for two years, burning the midnight oil.Many a times, I cried all alone in my room because I felt hollow without my loved ones.Also, it was this life that taught me to eat without any tantrums.Every bite reminded me of the delicious meals my mumma prepared for us.

Those were my first signs of homesickness.Later I joined college in Indore.I had been living far from my family for long enough now,but still couldn’t help crying in the earlier days in the new city.The pangs of hankering still hit me often.

I have good friends,rather a family out there in Indore, but the essence of a home is felt with my parents and brother.It is funny when I think about how I had always hated to stay at home.Now I have to schedule my days to visit my family here in Sagar.Recently,frustrated from the dramaturgical life I have been living in, I decided to rush back home.Even if they don’t know about my problems and even if we don’t discuss about them, there is a vibe of calmness back here.And so,here I am writing about it, out on the terrace where this app and hammock are my best pals! 

Concluding this write up,I can say home is a place you can remigrate anytime and it would welcome you with the same affection and warmth.It is now when I understand the statement –“Home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you are at your worst!”

P.S.- You  get bed tea at home. What’s better than that! 😛