Posts Tagged ‘love’

Care taken,

Concern shown,

Time lent,

Money spent,

Moments shared,

Memories created,

Attachment built,

Hearts lit,

Love expressed,

Nothing reciprocated.

One-way giving,

shattered living.



#Haiku Challenge#StyleandFresh

Posted: January 19, 2016 in Haiku Poems
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His dressing style,

His nature and personality admired,

Those days retired.

Those beautiful days

have passed forever; leaving behind,

memories to cherish.

His fragrance lingered,

But to her, if felt,

Fresh as ever.

Take me to the Moon

Posted: September 20, 2015 in Daily Prompt, Poetry.. :)
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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Take Me to the Moon.”

How long shall I go for him?

or how far shall he go for me?

isn’t a question too big,

as we know, we aren’t two ‘You’s’ but one ‘We’.

So whether it be me or him,

and whatever place it be,

Both of us shall win,

as we’ll be together as ‘one’.

The places might shift,

The distance might increase,

but we shall never drift,

as along we shall run.

To all places on this planet,

or to the earth back from moon,

I shall accompany you everywhere,

since it’s a bond in unison.


This activity, #CrashThePepsi IPL has been real fun all this while. Honestly, it was an amazing experience viewing the varied ad’s and being able to understand the viewpoints and perspectives of some random strangers as to what Pepsi means to them or rather put it as what is their theory or philosophy about Pepsi. Ranging from some romantic to comic, some thrill and excitement oriented to those dealing with boredom, some having deep meanings and some with some social messages, some with a memory attached to it and some claim that there isn’t any other reason to consume Pepsi, rather than Pepsi itself.  All the ad’s had some or the other sentiment attached to it. With due respect to those feelings and the efforts put in by all the ad-makers, below I am listing the two of my favourites. There were many ad’s that I really liked and appreciated but these two could somehow establish that connection –

1. ‘Pyar tujhse karta hu, par Pepsi pe marta hu’ – This phrase means “Yes, I love you, I live for you but I die for Pepsi”

The advertisement is a perfect amalgam of love, romance and nok-jhok (teasing each other), trust and inter – dependence required in any relationship to be ever – lasting. The smiles on the face of the old couple truly depicts that their journey together has been worthwhile. The secret to a happy and successful relationship is to find your own happiness in the other’s smile and this is clearly evident from this ad. The caption in itself is so wonderful and appealing, probably any couple mad in love would be able to relate to this.

2. Pepsi – Lesson of the Day – ‘Verbose – using more words than needed (matlab faltu ki bakwas)’.

I liked the caption more than the ad and as the message it has to convey is to directly come to the point and keep it simple, silly, short and sweet. The adaptation of these 4S’s in our life, can make our lives much simpler and better with lesser tensions and automatically more happiness. Indeed, ‘a lesson of the day’. The message conveyed is to cut short the talks and covey your message as briefly as possible. This ad lives up to the well known saying (Proverb), “Brevity is the Soul of Wit”. It is indeed an art to be able to express your feelings completely and making the other person understand the same with the least usage of words. Following the same, I think I should sum it up and I hope my message stands conveyed to my readers.

P.S.  – “I’m voting for the best ads in the #CrashThePepsiIPL activity in association with BlogAdda from 8th May to 14th May. Are you?”

This picture has something more than just clouds, can anybody guess? One of my personal favourites and close to my heart ever since i clicked it.


Yes, you guessed it right, if your answer was a ‘heart with wings, free to fly’ in the middle. Could you just trace it. Those truly in love will surely be able to trace it.

P.S. – In response to Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge – Clouds.

Love..what’s love..??
A feeling…An emotion…An expression… A connection..A relation…A bond..Anything and Everything to treasure, value and cherish.

Love is being with each other, Love is being stupid together.
Love is to be by each other’s side, whenever required.
Love is holding hands while going on a walk.
Love is taking care if the other more than your own self.
Love is standing for each other.
Love is waiting for the other one till he comes.
Love is having food together.
Love is a surprise dish cooked by your husband.
Love is a tight hug.
Love is stealthily exchanging smiles.
Love is to wait all day long to see your beloved.
Love is making efforts to steal those two minutes with each other.
Love is to have mutual understanding.
Love is to lay beside each other.
Love is to listen the hearts beat.
Love is traveling together.
Love is to feel relieved once seeing your beloved.
Love is to feel happy, seeing them smile.
Love is when your dreams become dreams of your beloved and his passion becomes yours.
Love is going for outings.
Love is talking serious stuff along with all the non sense.
Love is listening to whatever the other one utters.
Love is liking what the other one likes.
Love is preparing to surprise the other.
Love is not just roses, it has thorns too. Love is not just all good things, it includes fights too. After every fight, you get to know each other better than before.
Love is Acceptance..Love is Dedication..Love is Sacrifice..Love is Compromise..Love is a Promise..Love is to Care, Share and let Share..Love is something we create everyday and feel every moment…Love is just “LOVE”.. Love is ”LIFE”.

In response to A-Z April Challenge.

May 2010

It was my father’s twenty-fifth work anniversary. Being very much connected and involved in his work, it was a very big occasion for him. For him, work is worship, now you probably know better, what it meant to him. He planned to throw a grand party on 23rd day of May, 2010 and I had my exams till 19th of May, 2010. So, I wasn’t able to decide on what could be the most apt gift for him. I came home at six in the evening on 19th May and finally I was all free and hence my entire focus was on “What to dedicate (gift) him on this occasion?”. I had just one thing in my mind, it had to be something that he would treasure for an entire lifetime and that meant it couldn’t be any materialistic article, as with time, they turn obsolete and so it had to be something that had a personal touch and symbolic of a daughter’s love and what he meant to me. More so, because I had till then not been so expressive when it came to my dad. That’s the general case with many kids, isn’t it? They open their heart out in front of their Mums and keep calm and shut when exposed to Dads. Does that mean they love their Paa’s any lesser? Definitely, not. They have a special place in the same corner of the heart where mum resides.

Once I came home after the exam was over, the entire evening was spent thinking of ‘that special gift for someone very special’. Finally, I decided I will write something for him. Since, I had never been so expressive in front him, that would have been a surprise big enough for him. Although, he knew well what he meant to his children, but somehow we had never shown that love we felt and respect we did and vice versa also stood true. We knew it well that he loves us equally and that he would never express in front of us or show it to us. That’s how it is.

So, it was around 02:00 AM when I finally could make up my mind to write something. Hell tired and exhausted due to the exams and lack of sleep, my brain seemed to have stopped working. I just closed my eyes, relaxed and imagined my dad, the way he is, time we spent together in order to be able to make a move, at least because I had to complete it that day itself as the next day was my train. I was scheduled to reach to my dad’s place a day before the  function and there would be no time left, once I reach there, so it had to be completed by that night itself.

So, relaxed and composed, I started to write. And here’s an extract of what I wrote –


How do I describe the word,

Not with a pen, nor with a sword.

He is the one who takes all the pain,

Not for his own but for our gain.

Nothing does he desire for himself,

All he does is for other’s sake.

To serve others, he thinks is fate,

For him, to help it’s never too late.

Papa, you are so knowledgeable,

All your teachings are unforgettable.

Your thoughts, your principles, your morals,

The basis that all your decisions encompass,

Are too high for us to understand,

Difficult to reach where you stand.

You are our strength, you are our power,

Divine are the blessings that you shower.

You must be willing to know what was my father’s reaction? He had water-filled eyes, tears rolled down his cheeks, he couldn’t say much, nor could I. He just hugged me tight and said, “May God Bless You..!!!” and so am I blessed, to have him as my dad.

P.S. – I am participating in #DilKiDealOnSnapDeal activity at BlogAdda in association with SnapDeal.

Being Loved

Posted: October 25, 2014 in Haiku Poems
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She loved him,

He loved her even more.

She felt blessed.


Today is indeed a present,

Togetherness is what they celebrate,

Feeling awesome, wonderful & great.

In continuance of Serially Lost and in response to Serially Found –

 While she fell asleep, she still had those thoughts and questions hovering in her mind, troubling her and not allowing to have a sound sleep. Probably, she didn’t have in in months now. But, as they say, there are limits to everything, so had her pain and suffering. And, the limits were reached. It was high time that she had been going through all this mess that she certainly didn’t deserve.  What was required doing was introspection, but she wasn’t in a condition to have realized that herself. Thank God, she had a dream..A dream that was a flashback..A flashback of the entire happenings and consequences as of now. It was then she realized while conversing with her own self in her dreams that what went wrong?

There was an “Evil Her” dressed in black and a “Good Her” dressed in white while, she stood in the middle listening to what they had to say. Both had their own opinions, they had their own say and she kept calm and silent peacefully trying to understand what they had to say. It was then that she could formulate her opinion, she had her answers, she knew where she was wrong and vowed to herself to stop doing it and mend the situations she faced. It was she herself who could help her and no one else. She was at fault by caring more than what he deserved. To love selflessly is no wrong, but to have loved a ‘him’ selflessly was wrong as he didn’t value that so he didn’t deserve it. And, it wasn’t him that troubled her but her being stick to him and his memories that caused the pain, so she decided to move on.

She decided to be strong and accept the things as they are. She decided to let go of what she can’t control. She decided to be patient enough to wait for what she truly deserved as now, she was confident that one day she will be valued for her care, concern and love. And, the one who values will be ‘The One’. A dream of her’s awakened her to reality. In a dream, she found all her answers. In solitude, she found bliss. In loneliness, she found happiness.

In response to the Weekly Photo Challenge – Nighttime –



A reflection of the Sister’s love.

The manifestation of Sister’s love.

An impression of Sister’s love.

A recollection of Sister’s love.

The remembrance of Sister’s love.

The reminiscence of Sister’s love.

The contemplation of Sister’s love.

The commemoration of Sister’s love.

A recognition of Sister’s love.

An expression of Sister’s love.

An echo of Sister’s love.

The souvenir of Sister’s love.

The dark night could experience,

which bright lights couldn’t observe.

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