एक प्रेमळ स्वप्न!

एक मोठा प्रकाश

तितक्यात कोणी तरी नजरे आड आला 

जसा हृदयात प्रेमाची बाड आल्या सारखा 
एकदमच वातावरणात देखील बदल झाला 
प्रेमाचा थंड गार वारा सुटू लागला 

जसा कानात वारा शिरला 
चेहरावर ते गोड हसू हळू हळू येत होता 
चायला कधी निकालाचा वेळेस नसेल आला 
ना कोणाला देऊ शकलो असा हास्य 
डोळे मंदगतीने मिटले 

Fight Against Superstitions!

A new try of writing the philosophy blog on GOD. Much to express, and on the other side, getting hard to pen down the views and ideas related to God. First of all, please forgive or you can also discuss the points that you won't digest from the related blog subject. 

Superstitions are a commonly witnessed phenomenon. They can be seen anywhere, anytime, whether at home, in office  or on the way. People of every caste, creed or community are superstitious. Though the forms of superstition may vary, their presence can be felt in every society. It is a universal phenomenon. Even the people of highly rational West are superstitious. It is an integral part of human society.

Special Day!

Another year has passed for you

Its time to cut the cake and celebrate

I think, my love for you

I couldn't authenticate

I wish your birthday

could happen every day

So I could write poetry's for you

on an every special day 

सद्गुरु दारी आलेत !

सद्गुरु दारी बघताच 

रांगोळी व फुलांनी स्वागत झाले 

येताच प्रसन्न वातावरण निर्माण केले 

सद्गुरु आमच्या दारी आलेत. 

सूर्य प्रकाशा समान चेहरावर तेज 

चंद्रा समान शीतल नम्रता

अक्खा कृष्णाचे चरण धरताच 

समाधान असल्याचे डोळे भरून आले  

सद्गुरु आमच्या दारी आलेत. 

माँ !

नन्ही सी जान ने आज माँ केहेना सिखा है 

इसका प्यार और मतलब आज उसने जाना है। 

जब में इस दुनिया मे आया माँ तब क्यों रोई थी 

तब मेरे लिये बस वो गिला सा कुछ था 

आज जाकर एहसास हुआ वो आंसू थे 

माँ के आसुओ मे मेरे लिये कुछ अनमोल सपने थे 

शब्दांचा खेळ!

शब्द म्हणजे नक्की काय ?

शब्द म्हणजे तत्त्वज्ञानाची भाषा 

कधी मधुर तर कधी कठोर 
कधी रुबाबदार तर कधी प्रेमळ लागणारी परिभाषा.

शब्द कधी कोणाला आनंदी करतात 

तर कोणाला कधी  नाराज देखील करतात
खोटा बोलणारे हे शब्द आणि 

खरा लपवणारे  हे शब्द.

Chp-08: Memories Never Dies

Love, Relationship, Break-up

After break up..still remains

The unending never dying memories.

A year I fell in love with you

A year we were in relationship

A year we had break up too

Why can't these memories stays a year.

The time we spend together,

promises we made forever

Will always be there with you and me

In the bunch of great memories

Chp- 07: Breakup It Is!

The breakup, the saddest element in a cute innocent relationship. This element comes in teenage couple only because of ego, not having the maturity, and having an attitude of me, myself and self-respect. After some quarrel and fights in a couple, every teenager comes to his best friend and after telling the stuff lastly utters, "After all! I have my self-respect, I will not say sorry." And lastly, it ends up with a breakup. Only one aspect or a reason is needed for break up. Only a reason is enough for break up, a reason stripped away our love, separates a couple, but even though, it doesn't forget, the memories, special moment they spent every time, talks, and almost an unending love.

Constantly, my phone was ringing and I was staring the screen, not even fluctuating my eyes sight. It was Aisha. This call was her 38th one. She was calling me from last 30 mins. I was not answering her. I was not covering her, my only feeling was I was afraid, and a circle of questions were wondering around my empty head, was "why did she hide from me?".As I trusted Aisha, I was sure that they are friends, but she covered from me, it was very hard to trust her again, I know she will not do the same again, I was sure, but at some point, again I will definitely doubt her and, then the same cycle may repeats. I was afraid, I was afraid of this country, the people living here, everything was dark in front of me, afraid of this fragrance, afraid of this air, afraid of me, and afraid of my love. The only wish was to skip the situation. I was afraid of losing my love. But as in the destiny, it was not written any longer. And finally, my empty mind decided to break up. I was a little bit angry and bloody ego was running in every nerve of my body part, especially a brain. I ignored my attention towards my heart and called Aisha. She was crying and I too was crying feeling her presence.

A long pause and a silence. We both were unprepared to talk.We both were not getting from were to start. And I started first, taking a deep breath and wiping tears.

Listen to Aisha! Let it be, I think we need some break. And frankly,......whuuu!! it will be hard to trust me again, I think we should...end this relationship here itself. A long pause, we both were simply crying and nothing else. Feeling to hug each other and never be distinct.

I am sorry Sankalp! Please don't do that! I won't live without you and you too, she was really sorry this time, but I was not prepared to move the relationship ahead.

I think we must disconnect our contacts, I will never try to contact you ahead. Yes, it will hard, to stay away but we will move on in a couple of months. I love...my tongue started getting heavy, making hand fist and tears were coming constantly. I hanged up the call.

It was too difficult to forget her, we were having daily calls, and discussing and fighting and crying on the same stuff. I was not following the words as said to Aisha, for disconnecting the contact. Every single moment was hard to live and get away from the situation. After some couple of days, she too approved for break up the relationship. I still remember her words of break up. It was really getting hard to get out of the situation. From the time of break up, the pages of my personal diary were filling with a great speed. As I was writing, the pages were getting wet and the mark of tears were clearly visible on the page. The pages were too in tears of going through the sad part of the story.

We won't live without each other, then we decided the strategy of moving on and getting out of the situation. It's hard to break the contact, so we decided to be in contact as per the need. If anyone is in the problem or want to share something, so only contact and share the problem. Past stuff was not allowed if anyone utters the past incidence then the other one will disconnect the call. We both were ready to try this strategy. It didn't work out in starting, but it started helping us after that. I think, we both were started moving on from this stuff. It's getting easier. But the past thing got converted into memories and it grabbed in our blood.

Every time, I think, regret and cries that I lost my love. A year, I was excited to communicate with her, being stupid for her, was in love with her. My love was with me and I lost her as because of bloody fucking reason. Every moment, I am dying inside, that I was not a perfect boyfriend, partner for her. Due to stupid, the silly reason I lost her, She was something else for me, even more than love. Cute silly girl, with having some anger, intelligent, and too beautiful.with her looks, heart and nature, and all time being the late-comer. Changing her get up weekly. A perfect gujju girl, in love with her religion, foodie, loving to travel, and the most auspicious, she is in love with me.

It's too hard in being in a relationship in teenage life. Innocent love, happy relationship, and at the time of fights, being immature, ego and attitude of myself, and self-respect. We don't want to loose our love, but unfortunately we loosen up, and lastly then realize when memories come across wondering around. Here, I lastly say, don't be dependent and live your life on destiny, its all dependent upon you. Love is the most ever precious thing in life, and love displays its value only two times through life, firstly from when it gets started and the secondly, after losing it.

 

A Selfie Story!

In front of the mirror doing the hair

Shading the eyelashes, filling the lips

with strawberry lip gloss.

Grab the phone, switch on the selfie mode

Again doing the hair infront of the camera

Suddenly came to know, 

lip gloss is highlighting 

Looking for the lights for face much 

brightening

Chp- 06: Doubts, Complications, Fights

Doubts, Complications, Fights it is. Here is the turning point of the happy relationship to difficulties, complications and sad relationship. Every teenage couple gets down to this. After spending some period of the relationship, quarrels, less attention, such often things occur in relationships. They simply get bored of daily quarrels and every aspect of the relationship, it gets down to every nerve of the brain and irritates every single moment of relationship and last the huge storm of the fight occurs. This attitude is often in every teenage couple.

The story is up to, Sankalp Dewal and Aisha Mehta are enjoying their togetherness, care, and love life. But their relationship is now coming up with fights and complications at such extent.

It was a year to complete. Our first anniversary, I decided to celebrate it as a lovely day as no one can celebrated ever. I want to give a surprise to Aisha. I planned the whole day, many surprises, gifts, my poetry, and just me and Aisha. I want to live our past memories again, Love, at first sight, flirting, dating, propose a time and many more. Let's forget all our fights and fly over the sky in the world of you and me.

It was 12 at night. I was ready to call her and wish her first. Unfortunately, Aisha rings me up.

Hey, Baby! Happy First Marriage Anniversary Dumbo! Love you infinity, and she kisses me up through the phone.

Same to you as well Pissy Missy! Love you too infinity my angel! and the word directly uttered from my heart was "Thank you for being with me" and after a few seconds, she was in tears, hearing her low voice, I too came up with tears. I kept my hand with mouth closed, although hiding my activities she came to know. After our tear ceremony, we had late night talks, and the call ended at 5:30 early morning.

Aisha woke me up at 9:00. We had our romantic talk around half an hour on the bed with a warm blanket. Sleepy talk and she were forcing me to wake up with her innocent touch of voice. I woke up and got ready for the surprise for Aisha. Bouquet, Gifts, Cakes and much more poetry's for her. I went her place, and she was just surprised to see me. We celebrated our first anniversary at her place. At a very first page of our love story... and my poetry begins, our all togetherness captures, naughty, funny, cute, loving moments and it was really impressive. Aisha's head on my chest and tightly holding hands, her eyesight towards me and I were just smoothly reciting the poems. #perfectsmile #perfectday #perfectcouple and only Aisha and me. Even if we had quarrels and fights between us, we simply love each other. That's all we mean it.

Next day, I was just going through my Facebook profile on my cell phone. I came up with a likes of my school mate on Aisha's each and every post. Her snaps, status, and places she visited. I immediately WhatsApp my school mate named Varun. In school, our gang of 7-8 boys was too famous. We were classmates too. I whats app him!

Hey, Bhai! How would you know Asha Mehta?? I was waiting for her reply.

Bhai! I saw her in my examination centre and so then we became friends on facebook. But how would you know her??

We were in same class and she is my good friend. My behaviour was running normally. Aisha had many pending requests, chat messages and many followers, and she won't respond them.

She is my classmate, we both are good friends. I took it lightly and just switched off my WhatsApp. I was in a bed, passing time and playing with my pillow, I had a doubt. What doubt? Which doubt? was just going up from my empty head. But I was feeling within, that something is wrong. I again took up my phone and WhatsApp Varun.

Hey, dude! from which period you are friends? I was biting my nails when I feel tensed I often bite my nails and lost somewhere else.

Emmm!! around two months, why? He was still normal.

No! Aisha never told about you so that's why! I was shocked and worried too. My heart was now started beating up fast.

We had a meet two- three times,  but she never told about you! after few minutes of paused I replied Varun.

Ohh! Yeah! she might have forgotten! Okay, bro! Have some work talk to you later! As I was typing the text my thumb fingers were constantly shaking, the empty head was totally retarded, I was scared, frightened and afraid of the situation. But the only thought and picturization was visible to me was, Aisha will never do such with me. She loves me a lot.. a lot.. a lot. Every nerve of my brain fell dull. I checked her facebook account. Gone through the chat of Varun and Aaisha, it seems something wrong, some chat was removed. Immediately Aisha rings me up. I was not in a state to talk with my love. I didn't receive her call and started crying with a pillow on my face. The heart was beating faster. Everything related Aisha was started visibly towards my closed wet eyes.

After some hours, when I stood normally steady, I want to hear Aisha's voice. I don't want to share this, with her now but just want to hear her innocent voice. Whenever, I feel low and stuck in some difficulties, first I remember was Aisha's voice for getting out off the situation. I ring her up! Hide all my feelings, tears and low voice.

Hey dumbo! Where were you? you didn't receive my call? And after that your phone seems switched off! I think she was tensed and I was completely in a silence mode.

Sorry, Aisha! The battery was nil, in a low and depressed touch of voice and with some seconds of pause, Mom is calling, talk to you later! I ignored and ran away from the situation. Tears were not ready to halt and every moment I was irritating, negative thoughts were trafficking in my empty mind, scared and afraid of loosing her. I didn't share this stuff with her, not even was the pursuit of telling, I ignored her that day. I was completely broken that bloody day and decided to share this stuff with her next day.

Next morning, I was lying flat on the bed, Aisha rings me up, as I see our dialer snap, at the same moment a slight tear comes down my eyes. I received her call. Little bit scared to talk with her and her innocent voice was just something magical.

Hey Dumbo! How are you feeling now? I lied her of not well to ignore and stay away from this stuff.

I am fine! Much better now. Again lying, I just want to hug her now.

Hey Aisha! I will be coming at your place today afternoon, is that ok? again a slight tear comes down my eyes.

Yeah! come soon baby! Missing you, normally and the call hang up.

When I leave for Aisha's place, I was confused to go or not. I was confused to tell her or not. Tears were unstoppable. It was really a hard time for me and in few minutes for us too. I reached her place. Set up my look and rang the door bell. We were in the bedroom, she hugged me tight, and after that I was in tears. Seeing me, she asked me and after that, she too was in tears. My lips were shaking telling the stuff, the tongue got heavy and I shared the full yesterday's story with her. And after sometime she accepted her mistake. Varun was just his friend, but unfortunately she deleted her facebook chats and even covered from me. The situation was too hard, from where the situation we would chase it was much more difficult than anything. My love was in tears, she was holding me even tightly and her wet eyes were seeing inside my eyes searching me constantly, as I was lost. After some time, I came back to my home with tears and thinking of Aisha all the way.

So friends, this attitude is often in every teenage couple. Due to daily quarrels, fights on some diminutive reasons, it feels irritating, dejection and ill mannered too. Every teenage couple needs a break for days or months, it rises up the relationship, bring freshness in the relationship.  

Chp-05: A Fresh New Relationship!

Relationship! In dictionary said, "strong feeling of affection and concern toward another person." But in my opinion a single word which describes the relationship is "Dependency". Couples are dependent on every single aspect of life, from the time of wake up till difficult times.Nowadays, couples want to tell for washroom also, otherwise a huge quarrel starts in. But in love, it has been the most innocent and romantic feeling in love life, in this, something cuteness, care, and love is hidden. Every single teenager enjoys such fragrance of love. So friends, here's a current topic i.e. A Fresh New Relationship, you may have stuck in doubt on the blog topic? What does it mean? A Fresh New Relationship? I decided the blog title because, as I knew, from my friends and viewers that, the starting period of relationship is just awesome one, it has a touch of cuteness, we feel amazing, that naughty talks, caring life, little funny quarrels, convincing each other, inspiring and getting normal in a low period.

So friends let us move the story ahead. Finally, Sankalp Dewal got his love. Even Aisha too loves Sankalp with the bottom of her heart.

Phone rings, My phone was beside my pillow. I was in a dream of our world. Our love life and many other romantic scenarios. Constantly my cell phone was vibrating.  It was 6:35 early morning.

Fuck off yr! Who’s gonna be there? In a rude sleepy voice. It was Aisha. Oops ! Sorry, Aisha. 

Hey, baby! How’s you? I was still sleepy, and getting my hairs set, not for Aisha, my hairs were coming irritating my eyes.

I am fine! Meet me up at 11 am at my place, from today I will be going with you in college. Ordered me innocently.

But why? You have your vehicle know, you can come with it. Your home is far away from my place.

Oh!! Far away..how many kilometres by the way? In a sarcastic manner, and the sad part was still I don’t know she is asking me innocently or in a sarcastic way.

Emmm! Approx 12 km from my place, and from college its 8 km. I normally answered her.

Ok! Don’t come. I will be in the college on my vehicle. And no need to come at my place too. Its twelve, TWELVE  km from your place and that bullshit eight, EIGHT km from our college..Okay? her voice was little hard this time. I bluff my head.

Arey! That’s not like that Aisha. I will be there. I will be there at 10 at your place. After some romantic chit chats, I convinced her, and without any arguments I took her order, as I was in a relationship with Aisha.

I get ready for the college and moved on to Aisha's place. Outside gate, I called her and she was yet to come. I was constantly calling her from last 10 mins, her mom too was coming to every 2  mins and asking to come inside, she is yet to ready. And finally she came. With getting her pony, her innocent smile for me, and feeling sorry for the late. As I hate wearing watches, I took out my phone and showed her a time for her late. As she comes near me, the phone screen switched off and she uttered.

What are you showing me? Oh yeah! Your empty dumb mind. And she laughs.

I was acting like anger, she sat behind me, kept her two hands on my shoulder and we moved on.

What’s this yr Aisha! I was stupid waiting for you from last 10 minutes. Why are you so late every time. I came from 12 km, yes! TWELVE km, and you are still not ready, am I dumb to wait for you every day since I got you from college. I was in little bit anger and my last sentence also threw her anger far away. She hugged me tightly from back, hold my hand and kissed me up on my cheeks.

After some fun and singing the songs, we reached college. Everyone abused us as fun, as we didn’t tell anyone about our relationship.

Every day we used to come together in college, eat together, enjoyment and fun together.  The whole night we had late night chats, phone calls and skype. We both were in the cloud of love, only me and Aisha.

For me, the morning was just Aisha's voice and her lovely talks with my sleepy voice, forcing me to awake. And the whole day was drowning in love. Some funny little quarrels, big quarrels too and then realizing the mistake and feeling sorry, some hot, cute captures, dancing together on old songs, and many more.

Each and every day was new to me, 80% of lifestyle was just Aisha, Aisha and Aisha. We both were living with a feel of husband and wife. We used to celebrate each month of our relationship. The love was in the air. Daily quarrels which last for 2-3 days, loving period, and me and Aisha.