My first blog....

You were the most difficult subject to me I have seen you as a subject As a subject, I can’t digest It killed me in schools It killed me in exams Teachers formed me to by heart I fooled them and escaped from that Now I realized, I have fooled myself By running away from learning But little I had struggled to digest you. I read and couldn’t understand you Even after my schooling I close my poem books With surety that you are not my cup of tea My friends said, love in you make you a poet Never my crushes took me to my poetic skill Or those were not a serious ones Could be Because, when thought my love of my life I could pen down I don’t know was it poem But now I read and understand poem I am reading a lot of sensual poems Could be I find Poem with my interest I don’t know, what I am writing is a poem But it is easy to write Because I don’t have to completely write sentences Tell me, what is Poem? Is it the writing for th...

You came to me With a big introduction With a big expectation setting With a desire created in me With love created in me That you are going to be mine I saw your photo Just like any other photo in matrimony site But the delay for our meeting Made me watch your photo over and over again Very casually though Without my knowledge You have enter my heart More than my brain Finally the day arrived Our meeting We have a beautiful conversation Books, dreams, interests, plan, life It lasted for hours I felt it was just a minutes I don’t think we talk like that after Just joking Oh dear, you were my love before I met you How can I miss you? God bless me To be with you and share a beautiful life What more I need 

Be with me Just be with me No need of any conversation No need of any suggestion No need of any advice No need of any pacification No need to get me anything No need to fight with anyone for me Just stand by me Just stand next to me Just look at me Dont take out eye from me Stay with me Stand by me Give me the courage No matter what You will be with me

Red Rose is the express of love Who has defined that it is the expression of love? No one, even then we have seen the world does that. There should be a logic, right? I have closely looked at Red Rose. It is an ordinary flower as other flowers But why this bias? I someone tells me,  Jasmine is the flower to express love. Would I take it? Forget it, world would accept it? May be, no I don't think so Look at the Red Rose from the top Petals open up at the edges Petals become thick and close at the center A dark red in color What is it resemble? That's the beauty Beauty of a girl !!

Rose is the flower of love Rose resembles love Rose will be part of love Rose is the expression of love Gifting rose signifies your love Colour of rose extend different meaning Colour of love is red So, Red Rose synonyms love Question raised in my head? Why Rose has the significance? Why not other flowers? You have other beautiful flowers. Jasmine, Sunflower, Orchid List goes on… I didn’t have an answer Again, why Red? What is the significance of Red? Why not other colours? You have other beautiful colours. White, Yellow, Pink List goes on… Question remained in my head as a child My experience will show me Why Rose is the symbol of love? Exactly, why Red Rose is the symbol of love? 

Nature is the mother of everything Nature is the role model The more we admire to nature it takes you to its cycle Nature has a cycle Nature has a discipline The more we admire to nature it takes you to its disciple Nature has schedules its life Nature follow everything in order In nature, sun rises in the east Sun go up to top and drop in the west Morning leads to afternoon afternoon leads evening evening leads to night Everything as planned. Time pass in order Days pass in order Months pass in order no one wait or shorten their time. Nature is disciplined You are the mother of everything and mine why you are not inculcating the disciple in me I want to be disciple like my mother, Nature

I know, I can run. I know, I can run half an hour. I know, I can run half an hour without stop. Even then, I have a fear. I have road block, in my heart. I have a fear in my mind. I could fell a weight on my throat. Is it, throat not sure. It is from my throat to my heart. It is the confusion worrying me to take action. to decide, whether to run or sit at home. or read or do something else. It is the confusion or lack of clarity. that why should I do that. yes I know, I want to have a good body. But is it the purpose? am I loving my run. or am I doing it for a better body?   

I am coming up with a scenario that everyone is worried about their life. they are in full of regret about the past that they couldnt study well in school, they couldnt propose their first crush. they couldnt take the right career decision. so on and so forth. Because of this, they are anxious about their future. They dont know if they can became a super star in their life? can live peaceful after sometime? would they have enough money for their kids or for themselves. Obvious thing, all of us are forgetting to live in present. in their deep regret and anxiety, they dont get the time to exercise, read, play or entertain themselves. When sit in front of the book, the scenes of failure reflect on the book. when they are in the job, they worry about the future worries. They try hard as there is no tomorrow. When you do things for immediate reward, you miss to love what you are doing. instead you build a curiosity to get the outcome. The moment of path to goal will not have a sincere ...