Love Soured # that story ...

In continuation with Love Soured. ..Part 1...

Aakash was drowning and was loosing all sense of reality. Before it was the craziness, the love that blew his senses. Now, it was the pain ,the agony of drifting away from Ruhanika that was making him void.
It's been three months since she has gone but Aakash was still hanging on the strings of hope that Ruhanika would be back again. Passing from those lanes,exhaling the smoke, puff after puff, he wanted to loose all that was in his head. But still, everyday after his work, he looked for her at every place that witness their love..those India Gate lanes, that Cafe coffee day and above all of them the place he missed most was his own place , where for hours and hours they had cajoled, loved and embraced each other...
Ruhanika was lost like she never existed. Aakash was shattered,he was not able to accept that she loved him, she promised him and then she was gone, gone just like that..

Everyday he asked himself
                           Why did she left me, as I cry
                   Why did she promised to stay with me,
                           If she has to wave goodbye...
                                                                             Why..

But, as they say nothing last forever,neither the good, nor the bad. Yet again the winds of change were set to blow. Aakash was a true taurian and swore by Mr. Paulo Coelho' s words that "when you really want something, all the universe conspires in helping you achieve it "
It  wasn't another weekend and Aakash saw Ruhanika again, right there where he saw her for the first time. India Gate was truly magical and  indeed it proved again to be just more than a monument. He couldn't believe his eyes, was it the smoke effect or was it really her. He was a thrilled with joy ,his happiness knew no bounds. She still looked the same beautifully beautiful... For him,  it wasn't only the way she looked, it was much more, her aura,her eyes ,her smile that was only for him. He rushed towards the other side of lane where he saw her standing, for this time he didn't want her to get lost in the crowd, this time he didn't wanted to let her go. But as his eyes met Ruhanika's , his world came to a stand still , he took a back step for all he saw was Ruhanika, what he missed to notice was the vermilion on her head and her hands holding someone's hand. Truly he was in cannabis effect.


( This post is in line with IndiSpire Prompt # that story )

My Dad ,My Superhero.....

Strong, Stern and tall, are adjectives for you

Calm,warm and soft is another you

Amount debited, permission granted are associated with you

Protecting, caring and nurturing is what grows inside you

Being sad, strife and stress are forbidden for you

Strong, sturdy and sorting out is all the time expected from you

Yes Daddy,

  This is all what makes you

A great treasure without a measure.....

         

P.S : Papa ,our conversations are not more than a minute or two but all I want to tell you is that I love you. Thanks for being there always and always.

                               HAPPY FATHER'S DAY 

Love Soured....# and then I never saw her again..

Drowning , devouring all sense of reality.....

This isn't true, hoping all this to be a dream, Aakash walked away , trying hard not to look back, holding his tears he walked.
 The drops were dripping down his body as he was walking in the rain...reading and re- reading that message, his hands were shaking, heart was aching, wiping his tears he read that message again..reality after all is hard to accept.
For him, there love story began right at the moment he saw her for the first time at India Gate,in those chilling December winters.
 There is nothing more beautiful than Delhi winters and India Gate too, is so much more than a monument that only a delhiet can tell, its about morning walks, weekend breaks, creating stories, making relationship, match making ,family picnics and much more. That day proved it well, there could be nothing more beautiful and delightful as an air of euphoria was floating around...
 The moment Aakash saw Ruhanika his heart skipped a beat, for some reason he couldn't take his eyes off her, he didn't seem to notice how beautiful she was or the way she was dressed, for him it was beyond the bounds of looks, for him ,it was kalon. In splits, he fell for her. His heart pounced when he saw her lost in the crowd, he became restless like a bird trapped in the cage, wanted to see her again and again but was clueless .. That glimpse of her was enough to fall in love. For days and days, all he thought was about her,searched for her at every possible place but he failed...
It is well said that if it is meant to be, it will be. Suddenly after a month, Aakash saw Ruhanika again and this time he took no time to woo her. Ruhanika too, was charmed with his ardour. Their eyes met, hands crossed, Cell numbers were exchanged. A spark was ignited .There was a cold breeze,a flurry of air making everything in favour of Aakash.

 For him,

         She was everything now,

           an answer to all his problems,

         a promise to all his commitments,

          a drug he was addicted too,

         a hymn he wanted to sung,

         She was everything to him,
    everything and beyond.

Life was beautiful now.
The days were now filled with endless hours of calling, cajoling, mischiefs, arguments and amorousness. Every Saturday after office, it was set, India Gate. He would reach early and then would happily wait for her to come. The evenings were always well spend , for he infallibly planned it perfectly , just the way he likes, the way she wants. All he ever asked her was to be with him now and forever...
But little did he knew, that the only thing constant is change.
Season was changing and so was Ruhanika. Days were now unbearably hot and so was Ruhanika' attitude. She started avoiding Aakash. He could sense it,after all she was the inseparable soul of him.The threads of their relationship were breaking. He spoke and asked endless times but there were no right answers. The aeon of pain, tears had began. The dreams he had built were all shattered, like the stack of cards falling on the ground. He was clueless, perplexed of what has happened, what on earth went wrong. He begged, he cried, he fought, he did all but summers were harsh and so was his life on him. He met her with so many questions and she left with all unanswered.
 Aakash was a true taurian, careful and stubborn yet everything was flowing away from him. He couldn't believe it. After months of calling, messaging he gave up. He was broken.....  sometimes we all are in dilemma whether to try more or to go back.

What went wrong ,why and when he couldn't figure out...All he knew that she was gone and since that day he never saw her again.

( This post is written in line with IndiSpire  prompt Indispire and I never saw her again) 

The non - negotiable pact :HOMEWORK

Everything comes at a price and so is much awaited summer break and yes, it is accompanied by homework, many assignments and projects... To read more
         The Non-negotiable Pact: Homework
             

And she broke up... # MondayMusings

It's one of those things which will ruin your entire life, without you realizing even a bit...

It wasn't easy, easy at all.  Riya had tried earlier also,  tried hard to overcome her fears on several occasions, to part her ways, to just break up for once and all. Break up with that one relationship which was trying to control her life in every way...

He was always around,  everywhere. At  the time of her quarter end at work, when she was all excited and up to perform her best, he came , ruining all her efforts , trying to control her mind and soul.  She was trying to put her best foot up , he was right there before her, screwing it up. It's then she realized that thinking will not overcome fear but her actions will. 

Tired and exhausted , she finally mustered the strength to discord every tie with that relationship.. She took the plunge  and yeah she broke up with Stress. Riya realized how stress was taking toll on her life and how it was becoming such a regular part of her routine.
After a volcano of stress in her life, she realized that stress has so little to do with situations and a lot to do with our attitude. So my very dear friend Riya, decided to bestow me with her gyan.
Here are few things that helped her on way:
Prayer
This is the very first step in the whole break up process.  No , she don't preach to be a sanyasi but few minutes of prayer and meditation daily goes a long way and help in dealing with creepy situation around.
Fantasy Vs Reality
Here , i totally agree with my friend Riya,  for i am also bitten by a bug of exaggeration.  Out of 100 problems , 80% of problems are cooked up in my head which actually have no logical existence.                            
Disconnect to Reconnect
With this ,  My gyan guru Riya took my breath away ,by asking me to switch off myself from the digital world.  Half of the stress in life,  surface because of our technology and our social world , you know like Facebook, (apologies Mr. Mark ) whatsapp . So,  once in a while disconnect to reconnect with your mind and soul.
The secret
Here she totally swear by Rhonda Byre and agree with her law of attraction.  Stress attracts stress, happiness attracts happiness. So be positive, there is so much with the word S - Smile, Shopping , and yes Sex too....

I know habits die hard but being happy and Relax is'nt that stressful..
Feel free to share your stress free tricks... You never know which might work..



#MondayMusings

Few words of yours..

With few words of yours, my blood froze
Tears were rolling down my cheeks, 
I felt feeble and week, 
Moments were bathing agony pain, 
My mind was not at all same,
I never thought it ever before 
That some day you will be no more.. 
Today you aren't but your memories are alive.. 
Torning my heart deep down inside... 

                                                                   

My Forever savior and Protector...

With Mother's day around, our very dear search engine Google and gift shops are almost flooded with mother's day cards ,endless gifting ideas from flowers to spa offers to heartfelt notes, you name it and you will have it. Blog post ,parenting sites are filled with touchy writeups on Mother's, Motherhood advices, thank you notes.(while I was also under process to write one..) But I was just wondering how many Mother's are actually reading it and are really really happy with those few minutes of celebration , you know like giving  those hallmark cards with lovely messages and showering her flowers and then back to pavilion.( I know you are the baby n she will love every gesture of yours but is it that she really wants, I doubt..)
 Mother's day was founded with a very simple idea to express your love and honour to that one person who no matter what,  loved you unconditionally..
                       
                             
I don't remember which movie it was  but the dialogue " Mere pass Maa hai Maa " is just immortalised in my head and every time I go down the hill,she is the only Savior and Protector. Out of 13,000 thousand words (yeah, as per daily mail and new york times study that's  the average word a women speaks in a day) I guess 6000 times or even more I use to just say Mumma, Mumma khana, Mumma ,if not able to find books , Mumma extra pocket money, Mummy ,Papa ki permission to go out with friends, Mumma homework, Mumma this, Mumma that. Even for what happened wrong , she is the one who is blamed, some day , we forget to take books, it's because she didn't kept it,got late for school , it's because of her. In this entire process of growing up , she is the only one taken for granted ( okay , I agree , many times she has also feeded us with her emotional dialogues  like khana khalo nahi to khelne nahi Jana, rat room, crocodile room and what not ,they have all the tricks. No matter how much you eat, you will always remain her kamzoor bachha)
So, this Mother's day apart from giving all those fancy gifts ,  let's do something that really make her happy and proud.  Let's say something we have never said before,  let's express our love..
Here is mine for her..
Dear, Mumma
 In this entire process of growing up, schooling, working and getting married, I never took the opportunity to thank you,to express you how much I love you. So, on this Mother's day I really want to say thank you mommy for all the love, for bearing me patiently ,for ignoring my countless mistakes, for teaching me love and compassion, for telling me to be calm and patient, for being with me always and always, for making me who I am today..

P.S.: We have and we will continue to annoy you ,earlier it was me and siddi ( now it's both of us plus our partners and yes of course , our partners in crime kuku. We all love you!!!!)