Girl, Who nobody Knew!

And the girl with so many dreams finally quite...

Without a final good bye,

She left the things she loved...

Search her not,

For she wound be found in the casket

Wrapped by white cloths...

She will finally lie still. . .

And people who loved her will wonder

'Who is she?'

The haters will talk

About the traumas she caused.

Others will simply muse over her...

Nobody will know the girl in the casket

Quite because she finally knew the truth

That she was a stranger to one and all...

The piano notes will flow over the hall

Carrying some melancholy,

They don't even mean!

And as tears dies she will fly

And the earth will sing

'This was the girl who nobody knew....'

And as she is buried,

The air will sigh,

For the place she took is all empty...

Casket will weight a trifle

For along with her lie her shattered dreams

Wimping over the lost.

And her tomb will read,

Craved in marble,

'A girl who striven for love

Left with none'

Circle of Life: Part 1

The early morning breeze blew her hairs into her eyes. She was in her usual jogging... The same route she had taken since she took up jogging since 3 years back... jogging along the sea shore had never failed to glorify to her morning. No matter how much she cried at night, thinking about her brother she lost...

It was her mistake... she had been careless that day, she was never a rash driver, but that day, she don't know what had happened... one minute she was riding the bike, and teasing her brother about the girl who always shares her lunch with him and the next thing she remember was that tiny lifeless body, cold and stiff lying before her... it was like a waxed statue.... she felt guilty like anything.... She has seen the pain in her parent’s eyes but nobody had blamed. Their silence and acceptance made it harder on her... She could never forgive herself for that....

Since then her days and nights had crawled... it took a solid two year of therapy to at least get the half of her back... Doctor had suggested her to start up jogging; he had said that it would heal her.... And it was working... every time the slow salty breeze caresses her face, she feels a kind of peace... more over the sea and the breeze kind of makes her feel that her chottu is here somewhere... with her....

'Sis, you know you'll meet bhayya from here' he had once told her  while they came for a stroll in the beach a few days before she lost him forever... She had laughed at his childish folly then... Today it makes her cry, to remember those sweet memories that she will never get back now...

Wiping off the tears that she could never stop when she thinks of her little bro, she walked back to her bike and started back  home... to another hectic day ahead....  She did not know what the day holds... She is not worried about that, to be honest.... She knows she can get through the day as long as the memories of her bro stayed with her... And she had gained the strength from the sweeping waves and the blowing breeze...

And she was ready to face another day... Not knowing that after today her life is going to change completely....

Broken

Later when time fell off and days grew colder, they kept drifting apart... Once in a while though they thought, 'Hah, But I miss her', 'Hah, but I miss him'. 


But neither found the courage to go back to each other.... Maybe it was guilt or ,maybe pride that kept them from each other... But whatever it was, the crack grew as the days sped. 


From 'Hi', 'Hello' to cold glances to ice cold silence and finally they could no more bear being in the same room...


They wanted to reach out, pull the past back, to put each others hearts together...  But the pride, that was a living thing, were crawling inside of them and keeping them from reaching out...


And nothing was left to do but the inevitable and they drew apart forever... Never to be back again....