HOPE

how can you prepare for the death of a loved one? there is no end to that grief they say atleast they had time to prepare i swear to god its such a great disbelief death is what gives life a meaning  and yet it can be so deceiving life is taken in just a few seconds but oh, it leaves such an impression life isn't same and every memory beckons to stop and the eyes start to glisten with tears and yet you dont want to listen to the fact that their lives are just inexistent how do you prepare for the death of a loved one? there is just no end to that grief they say atleast they had time to prepare i swear to god its such a great disbelief your mere existence revolves around their memories it feels like a bittersweet reverie if only there were any remedies because there is no way you can prepare for the death of a loved one. there is just no end to that grief.

बदले से हैं अल्फाज तेरे॥ छुप गए हो क्या तुम मुझसे या सच मे आ गई है दूरी? या हो गई है कोई मजबूरी? बढ़ गए क्या तुम अकेले? फासले है ये कुछ अधूरे थामने की कोशिश करू क्या तुम्हे? की अब रास्ते रहेंगे हमारे भी अधूरे? दूरियां फिर भी मंजूर होंगी लेकिन ये तुम्हारा मसरूफ रहना नही  बातें भले ही कम होंगी लेकिन तेरे ख्यालों में ज़रूर घुमूंगी मैं।।

"cuz people have left me, even those who I thought to be my only one...it has definitely left me wondering. But I never wanted them back never asked for more but just this time it's almost impossible to hold all these emotions" ~ an old friend. Looking back at the good old memories sitting, on the old bench with some tea and anamnesis i look through our pictures both captured yet uncaptured  laughing through the silly ones  and smiling at the sad ones knowing that how fortunate i was to live through them with you yet unfortunate to have to be satisfied with the limited ones that I'd have to spend with you it was not my choice though,  but my only option Yet if i would get a chance I'll go through all the pain again, in a heartbeat to get the old version of you back with me hoping to relive all the good memories  and to just love you all over again.

what is something you like? I'm glad you asked but sorry i dont have a reply because i like a thousand little things and i cannot choose one...i dont know why i like when people smile or when you laugh so hard that it makes them cry i like the butterflies in my stomach whenever i do something clandestine or when the sun shines bright in the sky i like it when it rains, like someone's opened a bottle of happiness or the slight petrichor that follows whenever it pours and the sun that shines whenever cloud fades have you even seen the rainbow it makes!? i like poetry, it makes me feel all fuzzy i mean how certain words can just be put together so simply? i like to read, to imagine various fantasies,  and to explore the different countries the rich culture and their beautiful tapestries dont even get me started on food if you'll ask me to share, sorry I'll be rude i must say i don't eat to live  rather live to eat, its just that food gives me a different kind of high w...

I like it when you send me pictures of sky from your windowsill I'm always in awe, and my life comes to a standstill after you send them to me I compare them with mine to see how much our skies align sometimes they do and sometimes they do not yet they are beautiful, together or apart guess the part reason for asking for your piece of sky is that i have a sky fetish the other is the familiarity with my past  that even though we share the same sky yours will never be mine  until i die Our skies are similar                                                                    Yet apart