Eternal Labyrinth

Life an eternal labyrinth, an unknown journey in search of the core. Its a swamp where one needs to summon up all the courage, wisdom & strength, hopping from one stone (stages of life) to another. There is only one rule 'don't stop keep moving forward' trust your intuitions blindly. Allow your spirit to guide you.

Reaching the core is not the end of journey however it’s a door that opens to another labyrinth. A never ending circle, to evolve, to transform, to become a god particle.

Nobody knows what is this 'thing' called life yet we all are in a never ending quest to figure out this humongous dragon which is right in front of our eyes. The depth of life is in-comprehensive, but we can refine our existence by indulging in the experience.

Life is beautiful when you enjoy the struggle, it becomes your dream when you are courageous to face your fate, and it is living in the moment when you are ready to face the unpredictable.

Switch yourself out from this world, close your eyes, listen to this track and see your journey through the labryinth 

P.S- A labyrinth is an ancient symbol that relates to wholeness. It combines the imagery of the circle and the spiral into a meandering but purposeful path. The Labyrinth represents a journey to our own center and back again out into the world. Labyrinths have long been used as meditation and prayer tools.

Balance of two...

If you observe life, two brings balance. Hold! I'm not just talking about weighing scale. Let's think beyond that...

At an intersection when one is waiting for the green signal...on the contradictory someone is waiting for the red signal.

At a bus stop when one reached his destination point, someone has just began his journey from the same point. That is at the end of everything something originates, similarly death and life starts at the single point.  The whole world is wired in a loop with a perfect of balance of two.

Why do we have two ears, why do we have two eyes, why is our mouth split into two? If you go even more in depth…two hands, two legs, two lungs, two kidneys, two sides to both brain and heart. The balance of two is the completion of a cycle.

Observe the world around you everything revolves in the chemistry of two. Negative and positive, electron and proton, carbon dioxide and oxygen, male and female. Even to start a fire you need the friction of two. Balance of two is the mother of creation and destruction.

Look at the trees, superficially their balance seems to be just on the trunk. But if you go in depth, the power house of their balance is the combination of two ends the roots and the leaves... even leaves stay in harmony with the balance of two.

Your existence itself is the magic two.

Dance of the souls!

Well, sometimes we start things which we can't stop and that's exactly what happened when I first met him. Before even I could realize I fell into his magical realm and I couldn't resist myself. Everything around me started glowing and magnified in beauty. My heart sparkled like never before and wave after wave I was slowly drifting away to something unknown. It was time to take that leap of faith and I was ready for the free fall.

Every time we locked our hearts, we felt that stream of magic flowing between us. Our souls tangled up to create a new rhythm where we danced in love swaying back and forth. He became my wildfire and burnt down my walls. He took my hands and showed me the world through his eyes. He was in me and I was in him. We time traveled in our dreams to create wonders. 

Our jigsaw puzzle hearts fit perfectly to complete our love story. We were like two streams originated somewhere unknown followed the destiny of life to become one.  And we started our bumpy ride with all its twists & turns creating eddies of love & war. 

My eyes have lost its brightness, my heart has grown weak, and my memories faded away with time. But my soul fires up in the mystery of love when I cling to his wrinkled up hands. The man, who came into my crazy world and held me tight in his arm.

Kiss of Love!

I'm sure the title either excited you or bored you yet again. I'm in a hunt to understand 'Love'... There used to be a time I believed 'love' is the intensified high you get from your lover. Today, when I turn back I want to laugh at myself... how stupid of me to think like that. I found 'love' in tress, birds, animals, places, nature and finally in the important person that is 'me'. I never knew, I could find love and happiness from within till that moment when I got this strong gush of happiness... that took me off from my feet and I started floating higher. Sounds crazy?! I know anyone who hears me now might think that. 

Do you realize that the world has gone bonkers not knowing what the reality is, I feel the whole world is in a bubble of illusion and they cut themselves of from the reality... In their unrealistic realm they are headless chickens running behind a piece of paper that sets their parameters... that piece of paper that builds their dreams and at the same time ruins your peace... People have forgotten to live life... they just exist... deep within their souls are chained and is screaming...  To satisfy the hunger of the restless soul people made another illusion within an illusion and named it 'love'. When the restless beastly soul screams in hunger they open their lustful eyes and draw a sword on another soul and suck all their energy... and call it 'love'. And in some cases two souls come together not to connect but suck energy from each other. And yet again they called it 'love'. And finally all these souls circles in the vicious spiral of life. Oh you mere humans! Open your eyes and look at the world... Come out from your illusion and see the beauty around.

I connect my soul with god, he guides me, nurtures me, enlightens me, shows me the way of light. I keep my eyes high on him. The nature and this big unexplainable universe everything is his amazing magic. He puts my heart on fire and pain to teach me life... And he shows me the essence of god that lies in me and named it 'love'.

The Voice in my head!

 I just sat silently in a corner of the office. My mind is loud, louder than the chaos around me. Today I didn't hear the rhythmic chanting of the keyboard, intervening siren of the phone, disgruntling rush to meet the deadline, unapologetic screams by the clients and the random whispers of aggression & frustration well-crafted in a thread of gossips. I kept staring at my reflection on the blank screen frantically trying to stop my thoughts.

The voice within started growing from a whisper to loud roar. It's jabbering things beyond my understanding. I couldn't resist the inexorable force, I remained silent...

"Define yourself and stop confining within boundaries, the good earth is rich and we are so provided... open your eyes and wake up to see the truth... you are just a tiny entity in this whole wide universe, you are an energy that has taken shape in human form... you have a purpose to accomplish! You have all the power, all the strength, all the weakness, all the good, all the evil within YOU. The energy in you is a particle of God... you can use it as the tool of creation or destruction, you can empower it or demean it. To understand and complete your purpose in life, you need to enlighten and evolve along with the energy to the next realm. And for that you need to stop expressing life and start experiencing life. Define who you are and re-design life, you are not your money, you are not your looks, you are not your lifestyle, you are who you create. Experiencing life more and more will help you understand who you are. Look around you, can't you see what you were taught is wrong, can't you see the world around you is like dead people talking. You too were dead just like them but now you are on the verge of awakening... when you are awaken more, you start experiencing life more .. you start enjoying life through all your senses... even eating food becomes a process of meditation where you enjoy the sense of smell, taste, texture, color you'll hear the crunch of that first bite.. Each emotions in you will form a rhythm to bring a perfect symphony... travel more ...  explore more... let each experience guide your evolution ...'

'WHAT THE FUCK?! You still haven't send that email.’ a loud scream pointed my way breaking the voice in my head.

I stood up to see those intimidating gaze which didn't scare me any more. 'I'm awake, it’s time to create my story, wake up people... wake up!’ I smiled at everyone and walked out of the door for the last time.

Being An Addict!

We all are addicts! Life is a journey of addiction from one form of addiction to another. We don't realize it… do we? People with similar addiction get along to create an ecosystem or community and they name it as an 'interest'. And some don't want to share their madness and keep that little box to themselves. Ha! You thought addiction was only for dope heads or junkies, you thought it was only for an alcoholic or a chain smoker? You are wrong because you too are an addict. Yes, you read it right ‘You are An Addict’

 Don't u get addicted to love, don't u get addicted to money, don't u get addicted to lust, don't you get addicted to religion, don't you get addicted to work, don't you get addicted to happiness, don't you get addicted to food, don't you get addicted to depression... The list goes on, ask yourself aren't you an addict? Isn't that addiction giving you a high to move forward? We were born free but as we grow in life we ought to get addicted to something or other for survival. Our addiction change as we evolve... our addictions become our face... You see, there's a thin line that connects and shrinks the whole world to one big ball of reality and that mysterious thread is ‘addiction’. That eccentric in you and I make all of us the same. Addition is not a disease, it is a way of life.  So open up... face the reality!

What is your addiction today?

The Void...

Looking at the reflection on the mirror I couldn't resist myself from laughing. People stared at me, not like they never stared before, but today I let them stare at me. Everything remained the same, the tall buildings, the buzzing vehicles, the tourists and the cold look of strangers while they swiftly make their way out of the busy street.

Today, everyone took their share of few seconds to frown at me. Nobody uttered a word but I could hear those whispers in their head, eccentric... stupid... annoying... useless... yes, I heard them all still I continued laughing at my reflection. I wanted to cry but I couldn't so I laughed, the mirror on the store's window reflected a thin girl on high heels, she was beautiful once, but the lustful beasts didn't leave an inch of that beauty, and now with those bloodstained lips she doesn't even need a lipstick. Hope is far from her eyes. Her pale body is tattooed with scars & wounds that screams the stories of betrayal and injustice.  But today she is laughing loud because she stumbled upon the juncture of living and just existing. For years she was lost in the void of time & space. Past is Erased, Present is Written & Future is Forgotten.

Another lustful hand grasped my waist tight and took me away from the mirror of reality...

Melancholy Journey!

"I sat back and stared at the never ending sky. Fast moving clouds took the shape of my thoughts. I saw a dragon breathing fire, a lady dissolving into thin air, the wings of an eagle, eye of the god and a kite flying away. My imagination built everything perfectly, felt like I drew a poem on the sky. Wish I could drift away with those clouds but they never bothered to look back.  I saw the last ray of sun seeping through the darkness reminding the end. And then came the ghost of the day, he slowly crept into the silence revealing the bewitching beauty of night. As I stood there trying to keep my broken pieces together I didn't even realize my shadow too have left me. Darkness hovered my head like an eagle waiting for its catch. I wish God could open his eyes for once to see my misery and take my life. Nothing changed, nothing will ever change. The cold breeze gushing through my pale skin reflected the pain in my soul. I stood there detached from myself, attached to nothing. My soul swayed in the wind like a lost kite."

Revenge…

Wrapping those cold hands around my pale body, I stared at myself on the mirror like a dead meat. I knew the devil has taken its form inside me. Silent whisper gushing in my heart says, 'kill it... kill it! Don't let it grow'. The evil has resurrected putting the old self to death. An overwhelming power within me cast out all the norms and shame. I'm no more scared, my fear has sunk in the aggression. I've scarred myself, rocking back n forth on the time machine. If not now, its never.

I felt the warmth of his breathe around the corners of my neck and the bloody beast lured around me with his lustful eyes. He was weaving his web, waiting for this moment, but the irony of life followed like a shadow. With my eyes closed, I enjoyed that enticing moment for one last time. But the painful distance to death is slow in a glass of poison. 

I drained out my pain with the wrath of death. Staring at his helpless eyes, I flew into the world of never ending silence... 

Let it go ...

Letting go the things which you want to hold on is hard. But once you let it go the sudden rush of overwhelming peace is the beauty of life. Holding back tears is a struggle but once you let it go and cry hard it makes you stronger. Worse things in life comes for free and the best things may just not happen even after series of failed efforts, all you may do is letting it go to thin air. Beware, nothing is going to last for long, say it pain or happiness, you may have to either suffer it or enjoy it and let it go. How much ever hurt or scarred you are nothing can heal it until you let it go. Spread your wings, fly around in this amazing world to get amused because life is simply too short and before you know it, you run out of time.So take a breath and let it go.

Take off that Mask!

   You wear a mask that cuts the real world inside you; where you are the wildest and the best of all. Disguising your dreams, frustrations, depressions - it is hiding your identity. Did you choose to wear it or were you forced? The answer is still unknown.

The more you wear it, the more you fall into that unfamiliar realm where losing yourself is the only option left. Chasing away from one gun point to another. You are becoming a stranger to yourself. Struggling to unhook yourself to a better tomorrow. You know how helpless you are with that mask.

Break the bond. Let yourself out from the league of masks. You are not to be chained with norms, you are not to be poisoned with lust and greed, you are not a stringed puppet. Stop following the blind, start leading the league of freedom. Feel the tear that rolls over your cheek, feel the smile that brightens your face, feel the ecstasy in embracing your soul. Rip off that mask; run from fear to freedom!

           "God has given you one face, and you make yourself another" - Shakespeare

Surprise!

            I was so impatient that I couldn't close my eyes; I knew it's going to happen soon. But somewhere between my dreams and expectation I didn't realize I slept off. The next thing I saw was my crazy friends rounding my bed singing birthday songs with a delicious chocolate cake. Though I expected it, I pretended to be extra overwhelmed to make my sweet friends happy. 

The surprise birthday party kick started with a bottle of champagne (again I expected it but had to pretend all excited). The unexpected part was to see so many new faces and old faces which added to the craziness. Drinking like a fish, dancing like mad but deep down I was expecting her call. I kept checking my phone, e-mail but no answer from her. My annoying neighbour was the show stopper, he came thrice and blasted at us for loud music and this time we had to give up. Drunk girls, crazy assholes, jerks, doped freaks, old buddies all are out now. (Birthdays are at times just another reason for getting drunk and people just love to a take ride on it)

Its early morning 4.30, I was still up staring at the 855 Facebook wishes which didn't make any sense to me. Somehow I managed to sleep. Morning with a heavy head I got up and started off my daily routine. Professionalism and work life cares no damn even if it’s your freaking birthday, you have to work your ass out. Office was just hell that day. So much of tension and chaos that too I had to handle all on my birthday pheew! However busy I was the thought of her kept on disturbing me. I still remember the last thing she said to me


"Wait till your birthday, I have the biggest surprise for you girl"
"Surprise? Should I get paranoid"
"You ass, just wait and watch. It's a Big Surprise"
"I'm waiting"


I have never met a girl like her. A mad ass, crazy about everything and anything. You just can't resist missing a friend like her. She was a mystery woven with lot of problems, from her divorced parents to her old granny who is a cancer patient. But she always managed to keep a smiling face.

 I was so curious and excited to know her big surprise. But I got no answer from her the whole day. I tried to make myself believe, she was just kidding. I didn't know why I was very restless. Night around 11.30 I managed to call her. (While calling her, in my head, I was planning on how to blast her for not coming home for the party). The phone kept ringing but no answer. I got even more impatient and redialled the number, this time someone picked up the call on the last ring. I couldn't believe what I heard.  It was an accident or a suicide. No one knows the answer. All I could do was cry and cry for my long lost friend who taught me to live life against all the odds

"Was this her Surprise? Or has she gone with so many unfulfilled dreams and surprises?
Just like her, the answer remained a mystery"

Changing Time

         Have you ever imagined, how fast can a normal day fall into the list of the most horrendous days of your life. You wake up in the morning expecting everything to be fine and go ahead with your daily routine but end up with an anti-climax.

         That day too started so well even I expected it to be not more than a normal mundane day. Woke up after ten snooze, dragged myself to the loo with a bad hangover and their again slept off for another ten minutes. A glance at the watch and then started the running process, I ran out to catch a bus though I knew I won’t make it to the interview.


         With i-pod plugged in my head I sat in one corner of the bus, blocking myself from the world. The bus stopped suddenly with a bang, I was pretty sure it was an accident and time to scoot. I got out of the bus saw a glimpse of two people lying on the road, the couple looks pretty old, never even bothered to check what exactly happened. Here comes another bus, I don't want to take a chance, quickly jumped into it. I noticed a guy staring at me, an old man in his late 60's or 70's, sitting in a corner. His face looks peaceful but his eyes spoke a lot. His looks made me feel guilty for not helping the old couple. But I'm helpless, this interview is more important for me. As I reached my stop I got off from my seat gave a quick glance at the old guy, he kept staring at me. With no time to bother, I walked off.


         Somehow I managed to reach on time.  Gave my best shot and got through the interview. I walked out with the confidence to face the world. After several failed attempts, it’s my time to prove my parents I'm not worthless. I'll make a fortune out of my life. Phone started ringing breaking the silence of my day dream.


'Hello…hello…where are you?'
 ’Hello Uncle! What happened? Why you sound so tensed?'
'It's hard for me to explain... (weeping) Your dad...he ...he is no more... (weeping)  met with an accident today, come to CM hospital urgently'


Beep... Beep…


Couldn't take the shock, I got frozen. The world came to an end with a deafening silence.


 My dad would have been alive now, if only one of the passengers took him to hospital  but then it was his fate to bleed to death in the middle of a rushy road. I could never walk pass by any accident ruthlessly how I used to be after my dad's death. Whenever I see someone in accident I see my dad lying on the road pleading for help. I can't change the world, but can change myself. Nothing is more important than saving a life.


Act as if what you do makes a difference. It does
-William James

Being Insane!

 Being Insane!

           Roaming the street wondering why I feel dead when I’m supposed to be partying and enjoying the success of my career. More money and respect, what else should I ask for.

      Sleepless nights...endless conversations...planning and re-planning...confusions and disappointments... quarrels and convictions. Finally here I'm successfully out of the mess with a promotion however the question still remains the same.

Why am I doing this? For what? For whom?

     

      I can see my life, still in a mess with all of its imperfections perfectly blended. I wish the world to end now; I have no strength to face tomorrow.

    A dog eat dog world wrapped in glamour and luxury is waiting to grab me but here I am waiting for a chance to get out of this rat-race to enjoy the eternal beauty of life.

Never bothered to be bothered

                                      In this busy world where everyone's world revolves around money and lust, we forget many things, many relations, and many commitments too. Things that are priceless turns out to be the most unimportant ones and we are never even bothered to think about it. The robotic age has turned man itself to robots where everyone is working on a set of rules, with just one goal,  "make money and die for it". Even though it’s monotonous and mundane, we still run behind it. More than a race, it’s a means of survival…"survival of the fittest". Hmmm... now let me start my story...

       College days...yes I know what you're thinking...'the most amazing days' right? Well true,friends...and friends...and friends. I was no different from a typical college student, least botherations and tensions. Flicking money from Dad's pocket to bunking classes, watching all crap movies  that too first day first show,getting drunk and dancing with the worst steps literally making a fool out of me,spontaneous decisions and trips to nowhere  and everywhere ,running behind those annoying lecturers for attendance shortage,finally going crazy with the huge bundle of photostats and notes on the eve of the university exam,sleepless nights and sleepy exams.


       Every day was a happening day for me,being a social person my friends circle was vast and I believed then that they were my life.

      It was during my post graduation I met her. She was never a beauty to praise like poets do. But she's someone different,crazy, fun loving, caring, reliable, short tempered, stubborn and  a great friend too. A Perfectly Unique blend! That's what attracted me to her but I always wondered what made her fall in love with me.  We were never like the usual couples with long night chats,staring into eyes for hours and all those kinda cheesy stuff. 


        We both were busy setting our career and life, but somewhere down the line, I got carried away with my career and had to move on. I never really bothered to think about how hard that must have been for her. After 4 years, I saw her again, a happily married woman who threw her successful career for her family which she considers to be precious than her career.I wondered why she did it.

    Being a 24x7 professional, I was completely caught in the wicked web of life, where I thought I was comfortable and happy. My world was all about work, money, parties, fame and girls. Stressful days and boozed nights replaced my best friends. When my love threw her life for her family, I threw my family for my life. I never bothered about anyone; I guess the only person I loved and was bothered about was me, myself. 

    I still remember that dreadful day, a severe pain in my head, I felt like my head was tearing apart, I tried calling someone for help but before I could do something I lost my conscious. The next thing I know was I'm hospitalized. I could faintly hear someone calling me,slowly I opened my eyes saw my Dad standing next to my bed,couldn't figure out what was going around me and why was I chained to those beeping machines. But somewhere in the silence of the ICU I heard two nurses whispering,"yes, the result is positive, his tumor is cancerous". For a second, I prayed that shouldn't be me. As days passed I realized my prayers were in vain. 

        
      My life completely turned upside down, stressful days turned out to bed ridden days, painful nights replaced my boozed party nights. People I valued least are the only ones I have now. 


      This time it wasn't me who rode the steering of my life but was that unexpected friend who been following me all this while. He is waiting to grab my soul and eat my body. But before I go, I want to thank him, because he opened my blind eyes,if he hadn't made this entry I would have never bothered to find my Dad's love, Mom's care and Sissy's pamper. My years are over,months are over all I've is a few more days or may be God knows a few more hours. It’s insane to think about turning back time but I wish I had some more time.

I guess this time God is not bothered...

Insidious

       The stress was intense, as the daylight waned, my heart yearned for a new life. Wish I could stop time and go back, although it’s too late, I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and then it slowly crept into me...

I fell into a deep space where there was no time, no pressure, no pain all I could feel was the aching soreness in my heart. I was blinded by the darkness, deafened by the silence. I kept walking... I could feel my heart pounding with fear. I could feel the cold breeze creeping into me numbing my senses. I summoned up my courage crawled towards the dark.

I could feel the warmth of a strange hand on my shoulder and the next moment, I was rolling down a hill, it felt like a ride to hell. Something caught my leg and I stopped. Its still dark & cold.

Hanging upside down, fresh blood rolling over my face. I cried for help but to my shock I realised I lost my voice too. From far I saw a white light blinking, it started inching closer to me, the more close it came the more brighter it was, my eyes started hurting. I closed my eyes and heard my own voice saying,"You are caught by your wish …which now turns out to be your fate... now you decide..."

I opened my eyes with fear to see myself hooked to the second needle of a huge clock. I was stuck, if I unhook myself I will fall on to the hour needle which is right below me. Its edges were so sharp and is all set to drink my blood. I realized , my bloody body hanging in between those sharp edges had stopped time and season.

The world was still, everything in it was still, not even a leaf was moving. I was completely shattered, wanted to scream loud but couldn't even do that. I waited there for long helpless in vain. Everything remained still, I felt weaker and weaker, pain started eating me alive. There again I heard my voice saying,"This is your wish...this is your fate...now it’s you who have to decide...".

I couldn't stand the pain, my own voice started creeping me out.

Finally I decided to do it. Slowly with shivery hands I unhooked myself and went for the final fall of my life, in no time it drank my blood with ecstasy. Before I knew, life flew away, I went still. Everything went back to normal world started breathing again. The clock started ticking, seconds started rushing, minutes started running, hours started passing.

Like the eye of a dragon the clock remained there waiting for its next prey...

      

     

A page from my personal diary

    Ah!...I'm bored" that's how I started off  my day...I'm a person who loves to b alone...but that day wasn't  the same..I was feeling horrible....I had a missing feeling in me but couldn't really figure out why or what I miss...I knew I had to distract myself doing something...so thought of reading some magazines...alas!! that didn't really work...then I thought why not spent some time with my doggie...but there again he was so lazy ...I got so bugged with myself and everything....I called up one of my friends thinking that would help me...but unfortunately that didn't because she was  busy fighting with her boy friend...pheww..!!! 


    Finally...I came up with my last idea...listening to music... unusually that day I was in a mood to listen some hard rock...but again things kept on pushing the limit of  my patience...because this time I can’t find my headphones...grrr..!!! it was then I noticed a DVD...”Sundays at Tiffany's"...woah..!! As I can’t find my headphones...now I shifted my idea to watch this movie...it was a movie based on a book by James Patterson...it’s about a girl called Jane and her imaginary friend Michael...who appears back after 20yrs to warn Jane the path her life is on..Initially shocked and in disbelief... Jane slowly realizes that not only has Michael returned to her when she needs him most... but he may also be her one true love....


         While I was watching this movie I was reminded about my imaginary friend.....I don't know when onwards I had him with me...but he played a major role in my childhood fantasies....we were the best buddies...he liked all what I liked...he loved talking to me.. .playing with me...and I used to share all my secrets with him...but when I grew up...things changed...he slowly faded away....or I should say i never bothered to get back to him...


      After a long gap..I decided to meet my imaginary friend again but by then he completely faded off from that realm of imagination...i tried hard to bring him back to my life...but couldn't find him...that's when i started writing letters to him....Whenever i feel like talking to him i scribbled it down in my diary...and each time i write a letter i feel like he is standing next to me and replying to me......Woah..!! When I think about all that... i feel so good...i don't remember how i stopped writing letters to him not like i found better friends than him...but was dissolved in the illusion of life...


          My long lost friend...i wish even you appear in my life one day like how Michael did in Jane's life.....!! But I'm still wondering how did that DVD got into my rack....I think that was a gift by you to make me feel better and to let me know that  you are still around me...watching my life and would make your entry at the right time!!!!

When she vanished

  "      I've been waiting for her but she never returned,its like she just vanished into thin air.Was feeling lonely...disheartened...and at the same time was starving to death.Unexpected visits of spiders and cockroaches scared the hell out of me.Finally i decided to get out of that spooky place.The moment I got out of my hole I realized i'm in that weird world my mom used to say slowly but carefully I started exploring the new world around me, it was strange and way beyond my imagination, the best part was I could smell food everywhere.  I kept moving,it was pitch dark, but wasn't scared this time because I remember my mother saying it is safe to be in dark.Suddenly the lights turned on, I freaked out, started running around and somehow figured my way under a cover but I was sure that I had attracted someones attention. I could feel a movement next to me 

          I kept silent as if i didn't exist. I waited there until it was dark again. My body grew weak I'm feeling tired,haven't eaten anything for long. Memories of my mother popped up,tears rolled up in my eyes,I have no clue why she left me all alone. It was dark again, carefully I came out and started off  with my journey in search of food. I could smell something really good, I kept following the smell and at last I found it. A small piece of cheese in a box.I ran into the box with so much of excitement  and picked up the cheese.But with an alarming noise the door shut. I'm trapped! But for what...? what did i do...? was just feeling hungry, I didn't hurt anyone.Why? Why am I trapped?

 Now I know how my mother vanished..! "

      "the world looks so fascinating and tempting but let me remind you there are traps anywhere and everywhere...so you better watch your steps" 

Friend for life till death

       0opz! I am late again.This time I am not worried about it because I know it’s the perfect time to let go all my pain...all my feelings...all my memories... forever. His mouth filled with poison entered into me breaking each layer of my skin and with immense pleasure I enjoyed him for the last time and like a devil it rushed into my vein;a feel of heaviness in my head,pain started throbbing in my nerves. 

               It was my craze that brought him to my life but slowly he possessed my heart and painted my days with delusion. Yes, I kissed the vicious lips of addiction...fell into his inescapable hands.That numbness spread into my blood and to my life.

           Complicated life kept on confusing me and left me with embarrassment and bewilderment. And like a rescuer, he came again inducing a streak of wildness and took me to another realm where I lost myself in the halo of hallucination.The light of realization struck me late. But by then I was caught in the evil web beautifully woven by fate. I wished I could go back. There I saw him again wearing the hat of a life saver, started pumping my veins, this time not with drugs but with medicines. He tried hard to bring me back to life but I was stuck in the afterglow of illusion. 

            Flashes of memories passing by like a film reel. Who knew a silly syringe can change life upside down. Here I am with no hopes waiting for that moment of stillness. I knew only he can redeem me form this sickening life.There were days I used to swirl in pleasure but now I am in pain, ready to face death. I can feel death inching in me. My hands started weakening and I dropped him, my best worst friend. Like a free fall I fell down, I knew this is it!! 

For the last time I looked at the syringe which changed my life...