The parallels

Will they ever meet? An otiose question, don’t you think? Maybe yes, maybe not. Maybe God can make an aberration? Hmm. He can’t because The parallels never meet my friend.  

In this perilous journey… Facing them head-on, Sometimes dodging Stumbling a few times, Even failing. Spiralling down Into the dark and the silent abysm. Get up. Dust yourself up. Burning with such incandescence, That the summit is closer, each day. The flare which lights up the world, And gives the warmth. Just don’t fade away.

Naive

Blocked Now unblocked… Not that naive to be in that circle Again.

Scripting History

Inspired by the film “Dangal”

Mirror on the wall…

Mirror mirror on the wall…

Marching on…

Sometimes he wished, He never crossed her path, To open his heart out, To open his arms … Alas, the fool didn’t know  What was in the store for him. Enamored with her, He still continued to care, But she rocked his world. Turned it upside down. Literally capsized it. The intrepid he, Still marched

The mood

My mood right now

Parting…

Find out what happened at the junction.

Winning

About winning, over coming negativity

Old Friend

Old friend, you aren’t forgotten