Friday, July 24, 2015

I's (Eyes)

I read,
those words for you
I smiled.

I read,
those words again
cloudy see thy.

I touched,
the corner of my eyes
moist were thee.

I tried,
to swag the thought away
dripped thy in the sea.

I never knew,
expressing those feels
speechless I be.

Metta!
Image courtesy: @deviantart

Friday, July 17, 2015

सोच-३

अनि अचानक लाग्यो जो जस्तो हुञ्छ उसलाई तेस्तै व्यवहार गर्नु कि नाइँ ?

उत्तर खोज्दैं छु।

इति !!

#Phases !!

A thought just came over. Someday when I will look at my blog and remember the blabbering made in at so many instances then I will get to know, Yeah! I passed these phases of mine. Sometimes I might think, well I made so big talks at those times or may be I was so childish back then :-)

The phases of life are really interesting. The other day I was reading a blog and came to know that the blog writer had already died. Well I was reading a dead man. It is such a crude feeling.....*My thoughts paused for a while.*.... Well we read so many of the 'deads', not a big deal! But when we read the thoughts, the aspirations, the dreams of someone dead--that give you goosebumps and that's what happened here.

Tsk
Tsk!!

BTW, I love to read Suman's blog. It always energizes me with a new passion. Though she writes less. But whatever she writes, I love it. I am her die-hard fan :-))! Ummm...and he's about to have his exams. Yeah! I miss his words.

And then I was reading a friend's blog lately. I was happy to read the phases he went through. That feeling of going to and fro in someone's life via the writes give an awesome feel too. You know you are looking at someone else's mirror and can actually see them. And then there are also sometimes when you exactly know somehow you think the same too. That's what connects the two peoples. This is an amazing feel, but this is how it is.

And I have stories with so many peoples via their words. I must say words bind me bad. Very very bad. They can swing my thoughts and or make me think some more at the same time....Ahh! endless talks. For now I end my blabbers here!

Until then the *Earth* is round 

Metta !!

Sunday, July 12, 2015

It was for YOU!

"My missings never end," she said with a wry smile and off she went.

Metta !!

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

They said !

“I'm in love with you," he said quietly.

"Augustus," I said.

"I am," he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. "I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.”

--John Green in "The Fault in Our Stars"

Metta!!

Friday, July 3, 2015

She feels!

She was working firmly on her table when suddenly he came flying over her mind. She tried to swag his thought with a head bang as she always would have done.  But today she was being unable to. She tried hard to get back to her work but again felt like talking to him. She knew she would be disturbing him but still couldn't help herself back. Immediately she took her phone, dialed his number 98........ but cut it off abruptly. She knew she won't be able to spake up. She tried to text too, but couldn't. She wanted to thank him as that picture reminded her of him. She wanted to show him the picture.


"Thank you," she mumbled and got back to work.

Metta!
Pic coutesy: @9gag

Tuesday, June 30, 2015

ऊ- २ !

"आज देखि साँस लिन छोडि देऊ तिमि," आदेशात्मक पारामा भनेछन् उनीले। उन्को भनाईको लवज सुनी साँसको आवस्यकता नै केहि रहेनछ जस्तो लाग्यो ऊलाई पनि, अनि साँस रोकि बसि दिइ ऊ।

इति !!

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Fragile !

I felt fragile lately coz the presence was omnipresent. I believed you existed but you were never there.

Metta !

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Plot-less plots!

Whenever I start writing 2 or 3 plots move around at the same time in my mind and I end up writing nothing. This is not the first time it has happened, but for the umpteenth time again. Today too I was about to start with some other plot but seems I have ended up writing something else. I was talking to my friend lately, I said I sometimes write a lot of non-sensible stuffs. He was of the opinion, that it being my blog I had the right to do so. As it is my blog it certainly gives me the freedom to scratch the very minutest of things or just talk big. To swag or just make fuss.

Having thought of all the sensible and non-sensible stuffs I didn't feel like thinking anything more and just let my fingers run on the keyboard and there I made it inhere. May be then when my being doesn't exist, my words would exist; a crazy yet true of the thought swirled in. Whenever I make such says I am told to shut up as if am immortal. We have this habit of closing our eyes in sheer brightness and assume that the darkness hovers around. 

Having said this am still in dearth of a plot, a more of a sensible plot. A plot that glistens like the moon in the full-moon night. May be one awaits ahead.

Until then.
Metta !

Friday, June 12, 2015

ऊ !!

"टिनको डब्बा उठाएर फाले जस्तो गर्नु भयो नि हजुरले, म त हाड/छाला र हृदय भएको मनुस्य पो थिए त।" यतिभन्दा भन्दै उस्को आवाज भासियो, अनि मुख फर्काएर हिडिछे ऊ !!

इति !!