Every days life

Running late for office..just at the nick of time my phone rang...quite surprisingly a long forgotten voice on the other end...Time just paused.....coffee became cold with thin layer sugary coat...stray light beam become stronger...the noise of downtown Edinburgh becomes little more noisier...

But had to run...I quickly ran over my clock and checked my bus timings...jumped out on the street with my jumper and onto the bus...talked all the way back to office...
I had so many things to ask....some moments of past...some reflections of the present...and glimpses of future...

I felt a bit light...It felt that the past feelings does not matter much...its like small detour....every traveler of life faces one...I am no different....

It is just that..I have found new happiness in life...perhaps a new hobby which keeps me going in hard times...or is it that I have changed as a person?

Season Diaries - Spring

I feel a strange sense restlessness again...the smell of the wild flower of Aviemore, the harsh cold winds of the Ness mixed with the fading sunlight....makes me restless again...

After a long hike, when someone comes forward and shares a bowl of hot soup in some rundown backpacker hostel..or lights a small fire with charcoal and damp wood...the smell of earthy highlands melts into your heart...the touch of carelessly beautiful chuckle reminds me...Its time...long arduous road ahead... 

I am feeling restless again.

Finding Happiness

What are things you miss?

Do you miss your school days fighting with most innocent looking fat kid in the class for exchanging some stamps, or having samosa on a rainy day from the shack close to your college, or the the auto ride with someone special trying to steal a nervous kiss or it is your younger looking dad, dashing in blue safari with a strange aura of an bygone era or it is your Mum anxiously asking if you have had your daily dose of paranthas before going to your office, or is it a touch of loving hand, who always makes you wonder, what did you do to make her love you so much..

I guess I miss everything...

My Last Post

I have been a very romantic person all my life. Not sure, whether it has been a weakness or strength. But that was me! I had always dreamt of finding that someone special, someone with whom I can plan rest of my life, someone to share my happiness and dreams, sometimes sadness perhaps, someone whose eyes would speak the same stories of love and affection as of mine.
It was a perfect day, when I met her. Still remember, how her hair was falling over her face, and she was caressing it back, and she was gently touching her chin and laughing out loud on my poor jokes!
I thought I had just found my princess. She is the one.
Was not to be.
More I wanted to come closer to her, more she went far, until reached a point of no return.
When I look back on my millions of answered messages, and calls, I feel a very strange sense of awkwardness.
I have tried whatever I could, however I could. But I just could not touch her heart.

An evening in solitude

It's getting dark too early..I generally take a long walk back home...criss-crossing these empty neon lit burger shops, chinease take-aways, polish bazar's.
Sometimes some Lothian whizzes pass, some gentleman rushing to his home with hands clutching briefcase, some watt heriot dude with an beer crate munching crisps, nerdy looking chinese student listleslsy browsing through his i-phone....tired road worker with his folded news paper taking a quick nap, Overtly smart teen queen with melodramtic argument with her pal.

This road is desertd always...sometimes frequented by a few love lorn pink haired couples....I walk along...
Its getting dark too early these days.

Autobiography part 1

There is not a single day..that I do not think about you...not even a single moment...it all comes back...the smiles..laughters..kisses...as if nothing has changed..everything is in its place..
Except you are not there anymore...
That elegant smile has been replaced by a strange coarse silence! The innocent eyes are now busy looking somewhere else...someone's else's reflection in your eyes...

Memories please let me sleep

Today again..I am feeling restless..again that same old feeling...feeling of an emptiness taking over my mind....again...at this midnight...when most of the city sleeps...careless winds sweeps down the tall...the flickering light in front of the apartment parkway looks freaky....

I am again spending another restless night in open air...there is a strange calm...night watchman's gentle stroll in the park...

There I can see, us....somewhere...still in the sunset..hand in hand...just like the promises made...I am hallucinating....let me sleep...memories please let me sleep.