Naivety.

Tell me, why do you cringe?

Life and death are as amusing as you and I,

embalmed in a labyrinth

which doesn't make sense.

No, it doesn't make sense.

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one fine afternoon

in the shade of maple trees

a traveler slept
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June Chronicles

As life moves on,

I pause to cut off the string that troubles

and tighten the one that once went lose.

June has been hectic but a satisfying month. I traveled more than half of the time and the rest went in writing exams, watching Game of Thrones, sleeping and all that stuff you do when you're bored. Some old relations got renewed and I feel so good about it and some not so old ones got buried deep within the crust of past and I feel good about that too.

The highlight of the month is my visit to my childhood place Kanpur. It was overwhelming to walk on that old aisle, to watch the change which the place underwent and yet how beautifully it held the warmth I went looking for. I don't love the city because it is Kanpur, I love it because my younger self still breathes the air of those narrow streets and whimsical junctures which hold so many stories. I love it because it holds close to the bosom the unadulterated innocence, the incongruous dreams which once blustered through my little head and those nascent aspirations which I had forgotten about.

It was lovely to relive the happy times with my friends there. They are beautiful people and it did not feel like we were meeting after ages. It felt like yesterday. My visit was short.. just two days. But it was enough to rebuilt the lost love.

But before Kanpur, I went on a week long trip to Barot with my college friends. Barot is a beautiful valley in Himachal Pradesh which gave me nth number of bitter sweet memories. It would be unfair to not write a detailed travel post on how amazingly well my trip went in the streets of this less known valley. But that will happen in a few days.

Right now, I'm preparing myself for the next journey. Yes, there is one more place left. But it is not for a vacation. It is for an internship. I will be moving to a new city for the next whole month. Myriad apprehensions are making me go crazy!!! But one thing which I'm really happy about is that I will finally step out of my cocoon and live alone in a new city. It's scary but it's equally exciting too. Wish me luck, my friend.

That's it for now. I missed so many posts of my favorites. Hopefully, if the new city treats me well, I will be regular here again.

Much love.
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Picture Source: That's me, somewhere in Barot.

Wish me, it's my happy happy.

I turn 22 tonight and I have an exam in the afternoon. End semester exam. Tough subject. Deja vu! International Trade Law- if you may ask. Not prepared. Cannot do much about it. Nor I want to.
I can't believe 4th June is here again. I'm going to miss being 21. Twenty one is good, it's nice, it's special, it's sexy. But 22 is just plain 22, you know!

But no grumbling. I won't grumble. Because it's my birthday!!!!

Things to remind myself-

• Act my age.
• Keep calm (not like one of those mainstream memes)
• Do not leave the exam incomplete just because it's my birthday. Remember- birthday luck doesn't always work.
• Look pretty, very pretty! One must look pretty even while writing a 3 hour long exam on her birthday. It's a rule.
• Do not whine about how my plans are ruined. It is okay, I will get gifts anyway.
• Accept the fact that I'm not going to be twenty one forever.
• Keep away from negative people. Negative people are sad and they pull you in their sad lives. So keep away from them, not just today but for the rest of my life.
• Ask everyone to wish me. It's also a rule. Moreover, I need love.
• Celebrate happiness and shout out loud that Mirage is listed among the top Indian blogs 2013-14 (see that badge on the right?), I'm going on a week long vacation with my friends this weekend, there is a wedding in my childhood town and I will visit that place after sooo long and yes, June is going to be a very very happening month. Yay!
• Lastly, wish thyself.

Happy birthday to me!

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P.S: If anyone wants to send me a gift, tell me and I'll give you my address. Okay, thank you.. bye!

Prompt: Drift

drifting summer breeze..

she drinks his favorite tea

by the lone window

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It feels good to write haiku after so long. This beautiful form of poetry will always be one of my favorites.

Written for Haiku Horizons

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Saline words on our abandoned sheet.

Because it was the night that whispered endearments in my ear instead of your beautiful mouth and scented sighs, it was the surging silence that implored to be hugged by the midnight love instead of your arms that once found their place around my slender frame. It was a sinuous moment unfaithfully bent at the juncture when it all fell apart, a wilted nonsense of caricatured dreams meekly dissecting our little heads. But I stayed.. stuck and dispersed like saline words on our abandoned sheet; reminiscing the jaded moments, the lost kisses, the discarded hugs that fluttered across the burnt pages while you rebuilt the night's charm with a wistful start and an open end.

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The real misery lies in walking on with empty souls, beguiling faces and monstrous minds.

Beneath the pouring rain, I found my moment of stillness.

I will smile a little more tonight

for the words that fall

off my parched lips

sliding down through

the veins of

red bricked walls

and cobblestone streets

artlessly tying strings of thoughts

into syllables

into poems..

palate

quenching

poems,

they narrate a tale of how

the wind

whirls

wildly

through the forgotten rains,

and fondles the naivety

of me and

those maple leaves

dancing in the unsettling

summer nights.

And I will smile

beneath the pouring rain

because this life

is a happy life.

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Timelessness

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What if it's all untrue! What if it's a very bad joke which adamantly refuses to get over, a lie which cannot be comprehended and brought out in the open, a facade of emptiness, of hollow lives, dreams and laughter which can never be broken. What if his absence has not been lingering in our lives for a year now. A year!

I want to be insane for a while and forget that it has been a year since his battle came to an end and ours began. 

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Don't make me sad, don't make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don't know why..
     -Del Rey