Silent Whispers - Revisited

Lets not hate men for being flirt, vamp, player, seducer or even heart-breaker. Lets blame women for being naive, ordinary, silly, deluded and dreamer.

When you are in pain, not many people notice. Then there are people who notice but ignore Along with a very few who notice and show concern But rare are those who see you in pain and want to reach out and help. Count them on fingers because you are truly loved only when you are surrounded by these rare people.

In the middle of a restless night sometimes its a piercing physical pain that wakes you up when you are helpless lying in bed not knowing how to reach for your medicine. when it seems you can not even dare to turn to another side as it may worsen the pain. when even if someone is sleeping next to you, you don't want to wake them up and ask for help. that's the moment of revelation that there is just one divine force who is there for you, giving you the energy to move, fetch your medicine, relieve you of pain. That is when we realize it was Him who gives us pain in the first place, to flinch, to weep, to bear. This bearing makes us stronger, this weeping makes us go on and smile again. A night is one of the most beautiful gifts granted to us, for it makes us closer to the ones we love. Be it the worldly relations or the supreme connection. So in pain tonight, I found Him, And in pain tonight, I found the courage to move on.

There is nothing but silence That travels from me to you Yet there is a resonance of feelings Creating soulful vibrations Through the wires of silence Tuning us both to one rhythm If you are there to hear

I do not ask for things in return. I never do. May be I am too egoistic for that matter. But then things, favors, blessings, relation, love, kindness and people come to me naturally when they are meant to. Just like one day you came to me. Or may be more than once? out of nowhere, as if it was a new music that my ears never heard of. A new book that I never had an idea about. A new painting that was hidden somewhere in a museum. A new star that began to shine on my horizon. A new color that I never wore before. A new shade that I painted my lips with. As if my heart was beating since ever but it changed its rhythm the day I found you. A new rhythm. And whenever I look back and try to figure out what it may have been, I fail to understand. The only thing that I realize is, its a once-in-a lifetime thing. It may not remain forever, but it will not happen again. And it does not happen to people every day. And it does not happen to people even once. Though I do ...

Why do we have to wait for all important things in life, I wonder? As if the time ticking slows down when the wait is going on. As if that very important email would never make it to our inbox in time. As if nothing would happen as we anticipate!

Sometimes life seems so colorless every effort to fill it with rainbow ends up in black and white.