Caged


 

That funny feeling lingered on for days, as if it had been just hours since she last met him. Her mind was occupied only with his reflection. His dark eyes, messy hair and the grip of his strong arms around her. She felt safe. He made her feel safe.

Her heart that was caged behind a prison wall, would not stop trying to break out from it. But the prison walls were so tall and strong, that her heart only grew weary of trying. She was scared to give it all that she had. They told her that prison walls can be climbed over or broken down, if one was determined. But the fear of taking a huge leap and falling hard, only to be crushed into pieces again, kept her from trying harder.

Her soul was lost and wanted to be found. It wished that it be found only by his alone. Her heart could not make a choice between taking the risk and giving it all or carrying more regrets without trying. Day and night her heart and soul would fight. Although both knew deep down that the solution was him, neither of them had much faith in how strong her mind was before she lost her sanity for eternity.

The Optimist vs. The Pessimist


​”Look up”, he said “We will grow for eternity, intertwined together forever.” She wanted to believe him. But all she saw, was the dark edges that shadowed them. Underneath the green cover, it obstructed the light from entering in.

He said “Together we will be safe from the harsh heat and won’t get burned down”. She thought to herself, the shade only took away the light and the warmth. It dimmed the lights and darkened the skies. She was scared that her soul would freeze to death thanks to the cold that surrounded her.

He promised that it would get easier with time. But time was very expensive. One that she couldn’t afford. 

The Link


Disconnected

She blocked him out so that she could fight all her bondage by herself. She made a promise that she will be back soon and he waited patiently awaiting her return. Isolation from the world brought her inner peace. When her soul returned victoriously dancing to the sound of freedom, he was gone. He was away fighting a war against the same demons that she shut him out for.  It was now, her turn to sit cautiously and hope that her soldier returns unharmed.

When the day of his arrival came, she bathed herself in exotic bath, dressed herself in silk clothing and prepared the finest meal. She set the table with clean linen sheet, porcelain crockery, scented candles and a delicate vase with a bunch of red roses. It was time.

At the table, the two sat facing each other and the room was dimly lit by candlelight. Their faces gleamed through the light but as they looked closer into each other their sight blurred further. They were both aware that wars always took a toll on the living. This time, it destroyed their common ground. Their souls were lost and were on a path very different from the other. There was no mutuality and their journey together had reached a diversion.

What of all the mortal longings if one does not need their consort to support through all the good times and the BAD?

Light


sand glass

Just a matter of Time..

His dark eyes stayed fixated on the road as he drove along the countryside. The rustling sound of the leaves, hooting owls and the whispering dark shadows he passed by went mute as he reached the end. When he stopped and stepped out, the atmosphere felt to him like in a state of vacuum. He heard no sound, he felt no air and he saw no light as the suffocation just grew deeper. His head felt pressured as if it would burst into pieces like shattered glass.

No matter how numb his thoughts had become, he had to be quick and do the right thing. He had made sure his wallet had enough cash and an identity card in case he was found to be unconscious somewhere. He had been planning this since long and made no mistake to avoid any questions unanswered. He always was a step ahead and performed every act undoubtedly accurate. Even after making all the right moves, he found himself surrounded in chaos and everything around him always went awry. He knew he cannot blame himself for everything that went down but he could not quite see the light.

He was dying. He wandered too far in search of a cure only to get worse in time. No cure could bring him back to life. He knew how to hide his flaws and use them for his advantage. Yet, he stood there alone all by himself in pain unable to get a grip, breaking every part of his soul. He knew not what was coming for him but knew what he was doing to keep it coming.

He was surviving each night minute by minute, but tonight was different. He lay on the ground on his back and stared at the sky. He saw the light. He slowly understood what it was that led him so far and felt the numbness fading away. His head did not hurt and his heart had stopped pounding. His tightly gripped hands released the empty bottle, rolling it down the slope.

The owls hooted and the trees danced to the wind. The dark shadows came closer and swallowed him to oblivion. He was gone and finally found the peace he had been longing for all his life. The light never dimmed.

It is clear that no man would know what his purpose is or will ever find what he had been searching all his life. Death lead him to the treasury where time held all the secrets and answers to the entire struggle he put up through his life journey. Only he will know if it was it worth all the answers.

Did he do the right thing or did he only surround himself in mayhem?

Daydream


Each step that she took felt to her as if she was walking on thin air. The Ground was so light that her feet almost gave away. She feared falling hard on her face yet managed to keep her head up, taking every step cautiously.

They say a man shows true courage when he faces his worst fears and breaks it. She envied such admiration. She wanted to be like a brave warrior who bursts through the clutches of his enemies after defeating them and is applauded for it.

Her enemies were worldly fixations created by humans. They bred inside of her and put up a strong struggle crushing her every attempt. It was her own existence that she feared the most. Having grown up under the shadows of deceivers, she feared that she had turned into a monster like them.

She believed that she was journeying through Life in Pursuit of Redemption.

In her heinous world full of envy, hatred, vanity, lust, greed and selfishness it was difficult to yield a kind heard. She knew she would be trampled upon with dirt if she came clean. Her heart was pure in her world of pretense. Blinded by the agony of facing her fears, she believed she was pellucid and closed her mind to the reality.

She continued taking each step only wishing for the best. She hoped what she was walking towards was the path to redemption. She knew that she had failed to think for her and see beyond crude lines. Yet she did not mind living in her daydream. A fantasy she was happy that existed to alleviate her blind, deaf and mute frame.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Family


Weekly Photo Challenge: Family

This week’s photo challenge is FAMILY.
Family to some people can either be blood or water or both. To me family is only blood. Not that friends don’t matter to me, but I’ve always distinguished both relations and my priorities are different for both.
This picture shows my uncle and aunt at the front leading our way as we kids follow them in line holding hands. And the rest of the elders were walking behind the kids.
This is a random picture but even then it is so disciplined and shows how every member is protective of their clan and how without the need for instructions everyone seems to abide by certain rules that is imaginary.
Family grows through a bond which can stay strong if we follow certain “rules”and these rules are nothing but a few norms that help us understand each other better and adjust to different individuals. Many may disagree with my view about there existing certain norms but when you think deep, practically it isn’t possible for one human being to adjust to another without following a protocol.

Virtue


Life in Mumbai is not easy they say. She never agreed to them. Here is why she feels the opposite.

               Walking through the city streets every day from morning to night, she was accustomed to be thrown out of places, spit on by strangers and heard abuses when she went close to them. It did not matter to her how ill-mannered people were. She considered it a part of the life she was living. Her life purpose was to reach out her hand and earn. To her, hard work meant putting up with the forces of the human race that pushed her down and stand strong without letting her determination to live, die within her. She did not have to worry about shelter, as the almighty would look after that necessity of hers. She wanted to feed and protect herself and the little one she dragged with her everywhere she went.

She found happiness in watching the stars at night, feeling the heat of the sun on her palms, watching people smile and munching fresh food. Her hunger to live nurtured her to be unspoilt and humble. She only took what she needed and gave all that she had in serving the ones who looked up to her. When she watched young girls pass by with books and school bags, she would sit on the road and use a small piece of white cement block to write letters and read them loud. She loved the attention she got from different people who appreciated her with some food and goodies. She would impress them with her dance moves and her sweet voice. Her sister banged an old steel plate with hands to make music. Very few paid attention to her happiness. Not many knew what this young child goes through every day.

She is considered a dirt, that filths the nation. Yet she loved her country and her people. She would sell tiny flags on Independence Day and pin one onto her half-torn clothes. She would peep through the holes of a school compound and watch the flag hoisting. She knew the anthem and proudly sang it with pride. Her own people never accepted her yet she loved them so much.

Why did it not bother her that nobody cared when she fell ill and threw her to the dogs when she came for water? What is that about the city that still kept her to her feet?

               It has only been 6 years since she has been in this world and yet she has a wisdom that even a learned cannot have. It is simple she says. If every time in life you are only going to see the dark, you will always remain in the dark. When a candle is lit in a dark room, no matter how small the flame is, it brightens every corner of the room. That is why she does not cry over all the times people have trampled over her. She instead remembers all those who came to her rescue during her desperation.

As she walked pass a few cars, begging for coins, one shiny car opened their door and gave her a plastic bag filled with some new clothes. It was Diwali, a time for new clothes to flaunt. She grabbed the bag and ran across the road and took out each item one after the other and examined them. She was choosy and found one that she liked the most. She kept back rest of the clothes, handed the bag to one of the elders and said, “Tai ye hum kal subah meri baaki saheliyon ko baatengey. Kripyiya isse surakshit jagah pey rakhna.” (Translation: “Sister, please keep this bag safe with you. Tomorrow morning we shall distribute these clothes to my friends.”)

If only we can learn something from her. She might look poverty-stricken. Yet her heart is richer than ours is.

Phony


She told me to look straight into her eyes before she closes them. I thought she was out of her mind. Yet I didn’t want to take the risk of the consequences of not listening to her. So I stared into her eyes, for too long. She blinked and nothing happened. We walked off and I kept wondering why she was acting so weird all day. I found nothing special in her eyes.

When I reached home and switched on the Wi-Fi, I remembered that night at her place when everyone was waiting for her internet to work. She said it always crashed during the rains. I didn’t bother about Wi-Fi then cause all I wanted to have was fun and a night away from my phone. We danced all night. Played games, sang songs and laughed all night like we didn’t have any worries of the world, lost in the music and the smiles that lit up the room even when the lights were off. She loved having fun. We were always her motivation to smile and do things she’d never do if it weren’t for us. She lived her life and enjoyed it the way she did because when she watched us play she would elude herself into a different world. A world where she didn’t have to fret about who was watching her and talked what about her.

We were the reason why she looked beyond those prying eyes who only reckoned her by her guises (She was indisputably beautiful). The purpose behind she letting herself free was us. If it wasn’t for us, she would mix around with the crowd and be one like them, the ones who never looked deeper into a soul than the body alone.

Then what about us? What about those times when she didn’t have us and we were on the other side of the road while she was busy being one like them? She judged us with her inquisitive senses, gossiping wrong about us only to get some limelight. What about the times when she would ignore and disrespect us only to sound levelheaded and popular? Words and actions can hurt anyone as deep as the ocean. At times like these you don’t know what to believe and whom to trust. When you’re never being yourself around one person, how will the person know you’re for real?

Maybe that wound never healed and hence I didn’t grasp anything in her eyes but a blank dark hole that only saw and took others for granted. She was with me, with us, only so she could experiment her guilty pleasures without pricking her conscious. It is saddening to realize the fact that during those times when she let herself loose, her eyeballs never left us. Her eyes ogled deep, and never beyond our remains. She only perceived what she wanted to and never paid attention to how much she was losing by pretending to genuinely like us.

What she failed to understand is that we are who we are. Being copies isn’t going to take her as far as we have come. She lost us to the people who always judged her right. At least they were right about her and didn’t fall hard like we did. I’m glad we could dust ourselves up from the mess and finally go back to being what we were and care less about the world and worry more about our happiness.

Pretty little liars Grave New World – Halloween special *spoiler alert!*


I watched the long awaited Halloween special episode of pretty little liars season 4 yesterday. Must say I enjoyed every minute that passed by it. I love how they had made the theme song graphics for this particular episode! You can view the opening theme below –

Halloween opening theme song video

The liars looked stunning in their pretty gowns.

They notice a man in the soldier suite suspiciously talking to a girl which A was to wear that night

They notice a man in the soldier suite suspiciously talking to a girl which A was to wear that night

I loved Aria’s gown the most. The colour and the design made it look very rich and gothic.

Aria

Aria

Hanna was a hottie among the rest of them.

hanna's look for pll halloween speacial

hanna’s look for pll halloween speacial

Here is a gist of the episode (spoiler ALERT!)

At the party, the girls notice a man dressed up as a soldier and talking to girl. He looked like he was harassing her so the girls assume he probably is A and plan on following the girl to find out more about this man. They soon realise that he cannot be A.

On their search for Alison the girls find a secret underground passage at the cemetery. They enter the passage and lose Hanna in the passage. This passage leads them to a mansion door. Hanna, separated from the rest, first reaches this door as she scuttles away with fear from rats. Inside Ezra is shown to be stalking her who also locks her up in a dialing booth of the mansion.

Hanna locked in the phone booth

Hanna locked in the phone booth

When the rest of the girls enter the mansion, they hear ally’s voice and rush through the doors, losing track of each other. Spencer goes missing while Aria and Em are together.

The mansion looks haunted and belongs to Miranda’s uncle – a girl that Caleb meets in the bus who is come in search for her family to Ravenswood. (She is pretty isn’t she? 😉 )

Miranda Collins

Miranda frees Hanna and leave the mansion. Miranda reunites Hanna with Caleb who had apparently told Miranda he was here in search for his girlfriend, Hanna. Caleb and Hanna part ways because Hanna convinces Caleb to stay back and help Miranda find her family.

Towards the end of the episode the girls finally meet the girl they had been madly searching for and are now bewildered as Alison reveals to them how desperate her situation is and that no place is safe, after which she disappears again.

Alison meets up with the girls

As if this shock wasn’t enough for the PLL fans, the episode ends with Caleb and Miranda discovering graves under their names in Ravenswood! This closing made me watch Ravenswood episode 1 as well. 😛

Caleb's grave

Caleb’s grave

The next episode of PLL now airs in January! There is a Long time for that day to come. I hate how they release episodes in such long gaps. 😐

Let me now your views about PLL Halloween special episode. Do you hate Ezra as much as I do? Or are you still hoping he is just being another Toby? Was the girl they met really Ally or was it her twin as read in the books?

I feel Ezra surely ain’t the innocent guy like he always was portrayed in the show. Either the girl who died was Alison’s twin and the one that meets the girls is the real Alison or vice versa.

I Hope all those who couldn’t watch PLL enjoyed this recap!

Movie Review: Gravity 3D (2013) *no spoilers*


You have to learn to let go. – Matt Kowalski

    My friend and I had been planning for a movie together since yesterday. We both were extremely confused between ‘Gravity’, starring Sandra Bullock, George Clooney and ‘Captain Phillips’ starring Tom Hanks. Both were doing good at the box office and both movies had a story line which you cannot compare with the other. Thanks to waking up late we ended up watching Gravity in 3D and must say this movie made my day! *_*

“The Fight for Survival”

    I read through many reviews both negative and positive on this movie before shortlisting it among the movies to be watched. Most people have mentioned how beautiful the visuals of this movie were but found the story line boring and unreal.

    When the movie began with three astronauts working on a satellite who are also in constant touch with the NASA station at Houston, I was starting to feel like I’m not going to like this movie. Right when this thought hit me, the screen blew up with debris of the satellite and I went blank for a moment. The three astronauts were separated from each other, Dr. Ryan Stone played by Sandra Bullock is twisting, turning, rotating and floating in space losing out on oxygen and communication with the rest of them. Helpless and lost, she is later tracked down by veteran astronaut Matt Kowalsky played by George Clooney, who was in command in this mission which was his last before retiring. The duo with help of the MMU (Manned Maneuvering Unit) – similar to a jetpack Matt had, they traveled through space to find their Shuttle and their crew. When they reach their shuttle they realize that they are the sole survivors of the disaster. The movie then unfolds the struggle the two undergo to survive the IMPOSSIBLE. The story line is slow but you will be lost into the movie because the script is wonderfully done!

    Unlike most 3D movies that I have watched, this movie made me feel like I was in real experiencing all that I was watching. The movie has its own bit of humor and drama and has portrayed what exactly a normal human would do in such a panic situation. Sandra bullock has done a great job in this movie. I felt like i was going through every bit of emotion she acted Dr. Stone to have gone through.

This movie reminded me of ‘Life of Pi’ since here too Ryan is left all alone in a place where all you see is your death. Must say I’m pretty much convinced that space is a horror land.  😛

I loved the movie. Without the 3D effects and the visuals, I’m not sure how well the movie would have run. I say this because the movie is slow and catches up later in the end. But trust me, YOU HAVE to watch this movie in 3D no matter what! It’s a real space adventure and you will have a story to tell! 😉

I hope you’ll enjoy the movie. 🙂

“Clear skies with a chance of satellite debris.”as quoted by Dr. Ryan Stone – That is exactly how unpredictable life is. When everything is bright and beautiful, you may find yourself in trouble with the most unexpected torturing and learning experiences in life.