A Window No Doors

If this be me, several years later, into the same forest, which is no longer a forest but an urban wildlife, standing, overlooking the same road, The Road Not Taken by Frost, from what I see, more than a million advertised footsteps, and one of them of a friend's. Dear friend, I'm sorry for not letting you know earlier that I'm on a journey different from yours' and others'. Thank you for worrying about me all this while, I sincerely appreciate your concern but now I want you to give me leave from any word of advice for it wouldn't stop me from what I've chosen. I know you keep asking me where I'm going but I've no answer to that yet. I'm just happy to be moving. I promise to write to you at every stop and tell you the roads I have taken for I wish to go places. Thank you for being there with me. P.S. I saw The Road Not Taken and it didn't excite me. Currently, I don't know where I am but I'm ent...

The wind blows in middle of the night. The doors bang as the clouds above fight. Tonight is thunderous and the lightning is bold. Her hand hurts from a fresh sober bruise. Should she take it a sign of hard work? Let it bleed Doesn't time heal all wounds?

I saw the green fields, below a pair of canvas shoes, and a lot of unknown faces as I sat with my eyes closed, legs spread out before me, feeling the heaviness in my body and the pressure on my forehead. I could not handle the pain of looking into the future any more so I opened my eyes. There I was in the middle of thoughts of a night which will never come. I took in all the memory inside in one breath from the flashes of light to smiling at others, my spirit was overwhelmed, as I hugged my friends and looked into the cameras that were capturing the last moments of my school life. But there was another emotion running beneath my cool head, a  wandering mind searching for somebody who could tell me if I was at the right place at the right moment. And then it was as if a new beginning had called for me, making me all excited in the stomach, the time I had been longing for was there before me, waiting for me to open the doors. But where was I? Perhaps, unloading my bag to mak...

I am beginning it with the end, the end of our exams, the end of the school. Yes, finally we have got over with it after drudging for the past year, but most of it was done during the last two months that we finally surrendered ourselves to the books for one perfect mark sheet. Indeed, the most of us were disciplined. Though, I multi-tasked, took the exams and also made India win each match. I did not miss any game because it was the World Cup. Well, every Indian's prayers were heard by God and now we all hope God will treat us with same fervor. But really, what a time I have had, and it has just vapourized. We couldn't even get over the shock that it's all done, we are over with it, the hardest part was gone and now all we do is wait, wait and wait........... Just after the day we got through with our exams, I, K, S, and D met at a Cafe, it had opened recently and we just wanted to try it out and celebrate the relief of our freedom. Well, the Cafe turned out to be a...

The pen moves on the paper slowly Writing farewell to thee, The teachers, the friends and guidebooks The words that lightly fit the page Can never fade away This is why it is not the last of words It’ll stay in the heart forever Like the sound of joy The chitterlings of the class The gibberish of the brains The reasons of case Will pound in memories later Reminding and flowing out of the skin In little drops of past, in little shades of blue And the stars in the sky will smile.

Unspoken words, impatient inside, celled in the heart in hesitation, to be lettered or messaged from the mind. Courage will be the communication where fear is the wall. "Sorry to disturb you....." gives a start to a long release of thoughts.