The Excerpts from a Chat.....

The beginning of love is like movies. It’s the most amazing thing. But eventually the shine fades. That is when life starts.....

I think true love is a much different explanation....
Love is like a candle which imparts light and burns itself within till it’s over.... Not philosophy but the truth.
Love is something that evolves and not what we demand and get.
Look at it this way, love is there in every relation. Between u and me, mother and daughter, sun and earth....It fills the universe.

Sometimes we go seeking love, but it’s not something u get on asking. We have to be open to receive it.

Look at the most beautiful relation of mother and child.
A woman the moment she knows she has become a mother loves her child because she believes the child is hers alone. From the moment she is conceived, carrying and till when she sees the face of her newborn she develops so much affection, openness and longiness for the child that she believes her baby to be the most beautiful angel....
No matter the color, no matter if the baby is handicapped or retarded or anything.
Only what fills her eyes is love and only love is what flows out from her.
Even if tomorrow the child grows to be the cruelest human a mother's love for her child never ends. This is true love.
We love babies because we are open with them; we believe the innocence of their eyes. We trust them.
Love is something that happens. Don’t go seeking love.
Just be in love with everything about you and then definitely you’ll realize love....
Much better said, love is like a butterfly. Don’t chase it. It will come to you. Wait for the butterfly, but with faith that you'll receive it.

--- Mers

UNNAMED

Why has been your name,
So hard to forget? 

Why does your smiling face,                             
Haunt me every night? 

Why hasn't time ,
Washed away your memory?


My every dream, you are there

My every breath chants your name 
Why is it so ??....


When there is so much to say, 
These walls of silence built around us,
My pride, ego failing me to bow....


Maybe a hello, a hi 
Could end the tiff, i know..... 
And yet again, 


My pride, ego fails me to bow.....

---Mers

“ To Maya Miss – With Love ”

A year has passed since the  departure of my very affectionate teacher, but I cherish her lovely smile .She was one among those who kept pushing me hard so that I would make full use of my potentials. Who imparted confidence and morals to my life and always told me never to give up…..I don’t have a picture to share here…. But here is my token of remembrance….

                    

                       “To Maya Miss – With love”

“As I brushed my hands through my old notes,

My hands fell upon my old record notes

I leisurely turned over the contents

And my gaze fell upon a signature

My heart was stung, sensing

The signatory was no more…..

To me, she was not only a teacher

But more of a mother

Someone who coaxed me with her smile

She was strict, yet gentle

Affectionate and very humble.

And, today as I stare at her signature

Struggling to grasp the fact she is no more,

Her words ring through my ears,

“Keep trying…….YOU CAN!!!......”

Emotions are gushing through me,

But, I must keep trying…..

----- Mers

Scriblings from the heart...{2}

I know my eyes cant see thee
 My ears cant hear thee
My hands cant stroke thee
But my mind, can listen to thee.....


In you i share my every sorrow
In you i share my every joy......
In you i share my life.

The world is a cruel liar
With false promises and smiles....
But Thou, unlike them cant lie,
For thou resides in me,in my heart.......


I often pretend not to hear thee
I often pretend , to deny thee
But you never left my side.
You went on cheering for me

Thank You, for sharing in my life
For being the shadow in my life........

---Mers

Scribblings from heart.... {1}

As my eyes spin around,

The empty room and corridors;

Empty hall and pathways,

Remind me of your absence.

Our lovely, lengthy discussions,

Late night chatterings,

The amazing texts we shared,

And more importantly,

The big words of wisdom

Passed from the Elder to Younger,

Are stories of the past.

As you have set off

Seeking greener pastures

I stand along the old path

Waiting for the day, you come back.

---- Mers

Welcome 2013!!!......

Welcome 2013!!!......

This would be my first blog entry of the great year 2013.Hope the year 2013 would be filled with pleasant surprises.

Ever since the beginning of Jan itself, things have been taking place one after the other that there wasn’t much time to put up any posts. In fact one among my New Year resolutions was to quit blogging. But then again I was forced back here because of the encouragement and response of my readers. Thank you all….. :)

The year 2012 ended on a sad note.The death of the Delhi gang rape victim.A news that triggered a wide spread response across the country.Her's was the story of one among the many girls who suffer similar ill fate in our nation.Many more voices are out there, who didn't have the courage to fight.I hope that this year at least we would have strict laws that would be able to prevent similar incidents from happening again.

India is a land where women are worshiped as goddesses....A land where women tie Rakhi to their brothers as reminder that  "We pray for your well being.Do protect us in our need...".

Let us not  taint this rich culture of our ancestors.

And a salute to all of the Delhi students and protestors who shared in the sorrow and expressed their discontent to the Govt.Well done..... The democracy has not lost it's voice .......

Was happy to see the status of my blog views have crossed 128 over the last one month. Thanks again. I hope to put up a post some time soon .Working on it.

Good Day….

---Mers