Just a feel to be felt ..!!

No one can go back and make a brand new start.Anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending.

God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.Disappointments are like road bumps, they slow you down a bit but you enjoy the smooth road afterwards.

Don't stay on the bumps too long. Move on!

When you feel down because you didn't get what you want, just sit tight and be happy, because God has thought of something better to give you.You can't make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved; the rest is up to the person to realize your worth.

It's better to lose your pride to the one you love, than to lose the one you love because of pride..
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I realized it when i felt it myself...when i met my "Cuppa of Tea".



(The admired lips- My cuppa of tea,thats my CHAI)


There's something rare and special about a person who always makes you feel good without even trying.
There's a lingering warmth in the laughter, that comes so easily that nothing else seems to matter.
The ability to touch people without having to reach out.
A simple understanding of hearts.
There's nothing more refreshing than coming across such a person in your life.
And nothing as appreciated as being able to call them as your friend.....!!!!!

Its true that i have accepted you in my life...but i really wonder how can i ...in such short span of time....hope our friendship lasts for ever...Friendship is like wine, it gets better as it grows older", heard of this famous saying somewhere, but does it stands worthy? Does our relation is based upon a great layout? Of course yes.. It does and so it will ever last...like the diamonds... which I love the most.

But why shouldn't it last?
It will till our last breath...
till our last cry...
till our last laugh....
till our last fight....
till our last love making...
till our last solace ...
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Till I leave you forever
Or till u leave me ...

But it will flourish in the midst of the pains and gains...
Like the drops of the rain...
Till I regain ...

My lost memories.

Was he my Prince Charming...?

Initially I knew you by your name,
But gradually as we came closer
In life and shared it as friends,
It was then that I found you.
I found you in your smiles,
In your opinions about life.
I found you in my times of trial and distress.
I found you in my thoughts, in my dreams and virtually everywhere.
But still I find you more everyday


Urs Irritating sweetie

Current Mood: In remembrance of you and missing your company.

Why did I cry last night?

Why did I cry last night?
What made me cry last night?
Who made me cry last night?
When was that hour of pain feel engrossing me last night?

Wasn't that you....
May not be you..
Or may be you only...
Or is that I deserved...
Is the act u did, I am worthy for...

Or is it like you really felt me as a whore on the roadside
Or a orphan lost in a crowd...
In a moment so far away from you..
As like never ever before...




Can I be so?
Can your "BETA" be that ill mannered?

How could you do that?
U screamed, yelled and finally spitted...
U spitted...

That too on whom .... your own beta...
U meant it .. Isn't so?
but how could u ??

Was that you the person whom I met on 17th May??
Or was that the person who held me every time so carefully??
Or was that an egoistic would be husband??
Or was that an hurt, egoistic boy fren??

Was that you...
Whom I loved...
Whom I still do
Who deserved respect and who ..
Changed my dimensions of life


Was that You?
My cup of tea...
My morning bed tea...
My CHAI...??

(A hurt soul,in a sleepless night)



Current Mood: Extremely fucked up with ur hurting attitude.
I hate my cup of tea now.

Morons...hmmm........!!

( Mr. Moron and his Miss Moron.)

I met "Mr.Moron".Mr. Moron was glad to meet me probably thinking that I was Miss Moron (as always missed out). There was sparkle in his eyes and dreams for sure. That this was a definite hit. But then I had to tell him " Look Mr.,I just cant get along with a MORON." He smiled off and went. He met my friend and again thought-" This must be Miss Moron".

Well why am I writing about a Moron? And is that Moron significant of it? Is he really worthy of it?

How do I know that he is a M? Is it just because I felt so? Is he really that M?
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Well, well.... Well......... now I think he is not.Because he was the only one who spoke whatever he felt even for the fraction of a second. He didn't hide, didn't despise, didn't disguise, didn't pretend..........
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He is still in possession of the capacity that i lost 10 years ago, the capacity to get elated, to be happy, and to smile the heart out. I lost it even though I have become sensible. I lost it because the moron retained the child and I became a real sense " MORON".



Some of the great time Miss Morons caught-

Don't count the years - count the memories!

MOMENTS IN LIFE

“Isn’t it sad that when you have so much pain in your HEART & you want to talk, the only person who can stop you from crying is exactly the same person who made you cry?”

So, the person should first realize that he is the one u mean at any cost. Then only your tear drops can be jigged into happiest and the best the most precious thing in this world.



There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real!

When the door of happiness closes, another opens; but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one, which has been opened for us.

Don't go for looks; they can deceive. Don't go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile, because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright.
Find the one that makes your heart smile.


Dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go; be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.

The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.

When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.
Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.


This message means a lot to those people who mean something to ME, to those who have touched my life in one way or another; to those who made Me smile when I really needed it; to those who make Me see the brighter side of things when I m really down; to those whose friendship I will always cherish and appreciate; and to those who are so meaningful in your life.
So….Don't count the years - count the memories!

THE WOMAN


(Radha by Suhas Ray, soft n dry pastel colors 30 X 22")


She is the epitome of love
She is accredited the reasons for success
She is mortal
But the beauty of her sensuality is immortal
She is bound within the worldly tags
But her inner self is not in captivity
She is the free bird in the skies of her dreams
And yet she is the stagnant incarnation of tolerance

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Man has conquered her many times
He has possessed her innumerably
Still her soul is the monarch since time unending
Illusions fantasizes her, and imaginations treat her
And sometimes she transits into the practical human
Her mysteries are unraveled
Her dreams are rosy
Her wishes are romantic
Her presence is divine and serene
For she is gods dearest creation
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Her charm is unparallel and unchallenged
She is instinctive
She is impulsive
Well she is a paradox .........!!
And a puzzle, what a pity yet what a pleasure
Distinct and different is her existence
She is the radiance of the celestial suns
She is the soothe of the lonely moon
She is the giggle of the rippling cascade
She is the roar of the violent ocean
She is the blaze of the burning fire
She is the calm of the replicating placid lake
The mirror adores her appearance
Men crave her surrenderance
And other women envy her excellence
She has power to create and even devastate
She can withstand but she can even retaliate ..........
Her patience is tested
Her ability is questioned
Her birth has often been mourned and oftener regretted
She is considered a curse and exploited
And now she stands victorious
She rules, rears, replenishes, regenerates
She nurtures, nourishes, necessitates, nestles .........

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She contradicts herself
She conflicts within her arenas
She wants to be loved passionately
She wants to be respected intensely
She is intimated and sometimes she strives solitude
Her desperations never evade
With ceasing of her existence the creation will crumble
And with her forbearance the fruits will ripen
She is the one who has sustained
She is the one who has cared
Yet she is unwanted ...........
She awaits no more for her plight to change
She has started to fight out her own battle
She will be victorious
She will be the triumphant
For she is gods precious gift to man
She is “THE WOMAN” ............!!

Arya

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HAPPINESS

It never rests on human nest
But still man builds a hope
Where it wants to harbor what never nestles
It comes with new zeal and spirit
Brings about spring and sunshine
Man forgets all pain, all anguish
All pride, all malice
The only thing that never ends by sharing
It neither dies of but then it hides
It may slid off, it may escape
For it is the rainbow bird that flies off

Deeds carry on incessantly
Man never ceases to work
Yet happiness doesn't land all the time
It does not hover upon the mantle every time
Yet man craves all the time its presence
This company isn’t for a lifetime
It is not the kind wish that every time god gives
Still when luck desires, it comes
Once again man tries to wed it, put in knots
Forgets he that it is not the beauty which can be beholded..

("Annukutty",Photo copyright,Anoop Anand A*;2008)

Why has god made man so helpless?
Happiness is the mirage, yet it stands as the destination
Like the sun’s burning radiance, it is the bright ray
That can be never glared, and never captured
Without it life is impossible
For it is vital, it is essential
Its search continues throughout
In the forest, in the crowded cities
In the plains, in the mountains
In the woods, in the deserts
He finds it at some distance of his journey
And when he tries to hold on it vanishes
The quest never gets quenched
The thirst never dies off
Will ever god grant happiness?

It acts as the driving force, the unifying spirit
It can be the alchemist, it can be the conjures
It can be the healer, the magician
Whatever may be the fate of this search, nobody can stop
The slightest tinge of happiness transits the mortal
It is the first drop of rain on the thirsty soul
It is the first cool breeze for the tired body
It is the peace for the disturbed...

-Arya
(*Anoop Anand A, 3A, also known as RK, is a Flickr friend of mine,a S/w engineer, not the least a well talented photographer, settled in Trivandrum. Thanks to 3A for sharing this photo for my blog page, justifying the title of this post..."Happiness")

THE WAITING……………..!!!!!!!!

Every time the sky turns red
The crimson starts spreading
And sun sets in the horizon unscathed
My heart feels the sublime touch of passive emotions yet to be tickled
The flowers bloom and the violets smile
The fragrance toxicates intensely
And the colour of joy splashes the earth
My heart relives the subtle instinct yet to be loved


Beauty never evades
Truth never escapes
Things that are persistent stay forever
The blue sky speaks a thousand words in its ambience of silence
The still ocean questions a million in its roaring waves
There is desire ,passion,conflict
There is desperation,and an undying aspiration
Yet the sky stays away from the loving soul lying buried in the sea
And the waves nev er mingle with the black clouds
Yet my heart feels there is union , unbreachable harmony
It believes that the elements do merge somewhere



I wonder why is there separation for a loving heart
Why does the fellow man wants to put the existence in captivity
I donot want to be as vast as the sea
Sacrifice is what the world demands
It did the same injustice for the sky where stars twinkle
It sequestered my seas senses fromall the pleasures
But I cannot sustain ithe rein of this rude world
Cannot god help those who nurture his best gift
And prevent the loving souls undestined plight


My silent prayers at dusk that let god preserve mysouls sensuous beauty
My unseen tears at blossom that let my unreaveled feeling get revealed
Will ever it reach the omnipresence spirit
For it is his will that I remain in love
And then why is there pain
Why is there mysery and anxiety
I want to have this oyster to protect my precious pearl
I want to live every moment and every passing time


I felt the softness of the dawn and the dewdrops
But now I am like the petal of the frozen rose
That wants the sunshine and the sweet breeze
That wants the heat,the touch,the heal
I am craving every instance to hold on
I desire helplessly to linger behind
In the timeswhen noone meddled
And I lied down breathing your essence
Feeling your presence and fearing your absence


Will ever that span come back?
I am waiting but I fear all is in vain
Faith is leaving me but I will continue loving you
There is noone to look behind,yet I will stand for you
Because there is one existence that survives within you
Because there is one life that nurtures witin you
As there is only one thing that denies to die
Trust me ,I donot lie
“I live this life only for your love.”

-Arya

THE PASSING NIGHT

There was stillness, calmness, and solitude
There was presence of the eternal silence
No troubles to wreck my existence
No burden to suppress my living spirit
The air tickled my senses and the aura was divine
Yet last night it was turbulent
There was no hope to succeed the march
And there I had to cross the vast stretch.

The path was barbed, and rough
Laid before me were times tough
Courage started fleding from my mantle
Complained I against the unfriendly moments
But of no use
The healing touch escaped
And the soothing music vanished
I knew there was no end to my incessant struggle
No limits to the boundless journey


Nobody extended help
No glance of sympathy was seen
And then like rainbow comes after rainbow
Flowers bloom in fog, like stars lit the dark sky
Ships survive the sea storms like blind walks even in the mist
There was rebirth of the ray of hope
Arousement of the simmering spirit and desire to win occurred
Life wanted my embodiment to carry on rather than to perish
It demanded my success rather than the tacit acceptance of its own hurdles
Intended it to make me repel, to face
Not to escape and refuge for cowardice hide.

Finally the destination was my possession
The miles those were untrodden were passed by
With the dark night moving away
Arrived yet another bright new day
Where I was the sole monarch
With life ready to pose a new threat
And my mortal survival armoured to conflict

There was once resentment but there is now regret”
With the guilt that my strength weakened
I had lost trust on the Almighty’s marvelous yet mysterious creation
I was once not able to feel the charisma of god’s life
Neither could I be righteous
Nor could I be courageous
But now I do pray
“Let this hope never evade even in times unbearable”
“Let man be able to surpass all the surmounting troubles”
“And let this faith prevail till time endless”

Arya…