Distant Passion

The thousands twinkling stars in the sky,
Points me to the realm of dream,I want to fly.

My mind is a clouded space where logic dwells,
Distorting my balance with sights,sounds & smells.

My reason is loosing the grip on my sense,
I am living is past & not in present tense.

I see , I feel, I breathe,I live in my dreams,
I am awake but my mind is lost it seems.

My heart is aching for the woman who is so far,
I fight against time with the hope to be together

The rain, the sun,the wind , the hail are just passing by me,
I am drowned for the woman on the other side of Arabian sea.

My heart , it skips a thousand beat,
Waiting for the day when we meet!

Lets be the candle

Let us be two candles
Burning in the brightness of the dark
Let us burn slowly
For time steals the life from us
Let us not sway by wind
For wind blows passion away
Let us not flicker by wetness
For wetness is for teary eyed sadness

Let us spread light all over
Let us not create shadows
Let us burn together ,forever.

VERY Short Story 5: Achievement

Climbing Mt Everest was her life long dream. She has prepared for it mentally,physically and financially for the past 10 years.Wandering impatiently in the 'Base Camp' she picks up the phone to call her dad for his blessing. Her dad has been her mentor since birth. When her mom passed away her dad ensured that she made it big in the big bad world. His support was key in her dream for conquering the Mt Everest.She knew that for the next one week she will be cut off from the world and will be walking towards the highest point in the world,which she has dreamt for the past decade.

......

She stood there on the top with the tricolor in her hand. The very thin air on the summit smelt like success. She had done what only a few Indian women have achieved. It was a proud moment in her life. 

All she wanted now was to race down the mountain and tell her dad exactly how she felt standing on the top of the world! He deserved to share that moment with her.

......

After reaching the base camp she switched on the mobile.Immediately she dialed her dad.She was excited. No one picked up the call after many rings. Then her phone beeped with all the undelivered messages from the past week rushing to fill the inbox. She opened the topmost message. It was from her neighbor, it read "Your Father had passed away this morning"!

VERY Short Story 4: Perspective

I never knew the reason why i was neglected. My master was a nice man but he liked 'Bozo',the dog, more than me. He would come from the field and Bozo would run to him and bark at him. He would get down from the horse and pet him. I miss that. I feel the need to be loved and petted like Bozo. In winter Bozo got the cozy corner near the fireplace ,In the rainy season Bozo got the shade of his fashionable dog house,In the summer Bozo got a personal wash by master on weekends. I yearn for those moments in my life.

One fine day i decided that enough is enough.When my master came back home i ran towards him and brayed at the top of my voice. He was shocked for a moment and then took out his gun and shot me. Before loosing into permanent sleep i could hear him say " The Donkey had gone mad".

VERY Short Story 3: Twin

She could hear the baby laugh. It was the middle of the night. Usually the baby is fast asleep. She always thought that her baby was the cutest one who doesn't bother mommy with erratic sleep routine. 

He has just learnt to speak mono syllables and goes on and on with his blabbers. 

She was curious. She was amused. She walked on tip toe and took a peek into his room. She was surprised to see her baby playing. He was enjoying the darkness like never before.She picked him up and snuggled him. 

He smiled and said 'Bhai'.

She was shocked to hear him say that and her memory rushed back to that day when he was born. He was not alone there was a twin but he was still born!

VERY Short Story 2: Its that day!

Its been itching inside his head,since morning. He has forgotten something.Something really important. Something meaningful had happened today,which he cannot remember. All morning his wife and son had been staring towards him. He knew right away something was not right.

In office he could not focus on work. Made lots of mistakes performing the simplest of tasks.It was strange that unlike other days people didn't get offended by his lack of interest in work. Something was not right.

He took off early from the office. Parked his car and dashed into his favorite pub to grab a beer. The alcohol didn't help his grey cells either. The more he consumed it,the more miserable he became. There were lots of calls from his wife and son.He decided not to answer them. He knew something was not right.

Reluctantly he drove back home and pushed his way through the stairs. He knew that the moment he opened the door there may be a catastrophic event waiting to happen...It might tear his world apart. A world he put together bit by bit over the past 40 years.

He unlocked the key and opened the door.There was a loud bang followed by a clatter...

His family and office colleagues were clapping to wish him a very happy 40th birthday!

VERY Short Story 1: The call of the dead

He could see her walk past the moss covered tree. Like a moth attracted towards light he started following her. She walked through the misty road up the mountain,through the misty greenery of the rainy vegetation that adorned the mountain. All he could see was a familiar motion in front of him,a walk which he saw everyday.She was moving away into the clouds. He ran towards her......

Suddenly he remembered that day when he saw her for the last time. He woke up from the trance to realize that he was standing on the edge of the cliff. 

He wandered if this meant something....if she was calling her!