How ironical we mortals are -

We search the rights amidst the wrongs ,
We search - The perfect , the Bright…
While forgetting that perfection is complete,
It does not need anyone or want anything.

Perception it is -
We look for someone
who fulfils our wants
And becomes our need,
And then wish for someone
Who fulfils our needs and becomes
The one we want.

We search for ambience and not amicability
We search for packages and not the treasure
We search for Right amidst the wrongs .

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We always crave warmth, no? The reason we love winters is quite evident I guess. The warmth of longings in the cold vacations is indeed different. Remembering the year that has passed by and reflecting on the bulk of things that happened is priceless. And maybe this year has a mixed emotion to hold but then it gifted me some special moments which I could adore for a lifetime.

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Whatever and however I plan to lay it out there, sometimes I am not able to bear it, it's like you can attack me so easily and I won't reciprocate. Often what we keep inside us too long - develops this energy and acute rage is followed by numbness. I was never like this, I never planned this yet some dispositions are developed by experience and some experiences by disposition. She comes across me many times, I see her in every women: suffering, mine is not easy yet bearable.
I want to do something, I want to be something, this chain has to be broken
I realised parallel storylines going on in my house, my lack is someone's gain, someone's lack is mine. We go round about in circles always but this time I want a point,I see that finish line and I will reach it , though I don't know if the me today would be there to see that version of mine with peace.

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Managing a Household
is too an Art that demands a mastery -

How beautifully are intertwined
Choices and compromises -
How delicate it is to
have a right amount of
command and composure

The juggling is the catch twenty two
Some Relative , some strange -

Maintaining the dignity,
up-keeping the frugality
Getting right the Culture,
weaving right a web of warmth.

The presentation
wears the crown at last
The Thief of jewel is the
most masked one
Directness every time
is not received well,
you have to be like salt.

The quintessence of consensus,
the inherent spice of concern
The garnishing with a house
Laying down the table
with little bit of solitude ,
little bit of solidarity.

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I might never make you
understand how I feel -

For I know the facade of compromise
Soothes you somewhere with the grip you hold

But Because I also know somewhere amidst
surreptitiousness and sadness
Lies the heartfelt security
Though the wrong way round

What I can still do is
I will increase the cost of the
expense you make me pay for
each moment of freedom -
I hitherto willingly withheld.

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To comment or
compliment on an
art work properly
and eloquently,
one has to be
well-read
aesthetically !!

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The time while word is
Dead and heart wants to reside
In a little silence.
The time when heart doesn’t want to let
go yet doesn’t want to spill sadness
On happiness of someone it so dearly loves.
The times when you can’t contain
Your tears till they dry up, the time
When you know the melancholy is just
A moment but a tickling memory of soul
in remorse of a lifetime.
How do you know that you know someone?
What does it really take to?
What does this mind except from this heart?
The emptiness which will reside within, though
A future joy you know may diminish it
The heartbreaks , this heart doesn’t know how to handle
The distinctions it is incapable of doing .
Some questions whose answers it doesn’t know
Some answers it doesn’t want to accept
Yet some things and people
it wants to hold on- forever.

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Nature and women are aesthetically same.
Nature imbibes love in humans & Women is the reason for love in nature.

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