Romanticizing Life - Tumblr Posts
Kahaniyaan kayi hain mere paas... mujhe kitabon se ishq hai..saath taaron ke taley baith sunoge kya ... ?
Vasl ki raat likhti, hijr ka izhaar likhti hu..
Likhi maine muhabbat, haan main pyaar likhti hu..
Krishn ki radhika si, main bus shringaar likhti hu..
Meri un kavitaaon ke , krishn sareekhe premi, ban paaoge kya ... ?
My kind of love
Mehnge tohfon ka shokh to nhi, magar gajrey ajeej hai mujhe...
Phool koi tum laoge kya...?
Dupatta sarke jo mere kandhe se...
Tum use dubara lagaoge kya...?
Mehndi lagi ho jo mere hatho me...
Apne hath se khilaoge kya...?
Tanhaayi pasand to hai mujhe lekin, tumhari maujudgi bhaati hai...
Tum haseen shaamein sath me beetaoge kya...?
Aaj kal ke dikhave ke ishq-sa to nhi magar...
Nibhane wali mohabbat karne wale humsafar ban paoge kya...?
Jyada khawahishe to nhi bas sath me mehtab dekhne ki ek chah hai...
Suno, tum use pura kar paoge kya...?
(Simmu)
Beauty of Things I’ve Never Seen Before
Today was the first day ever I was in the school bus alone. Not alone really, there were other students whom I don’t know. My best friend wasn’t there, so technically, I was alone.
I tried reading the book I took with me but in vain. As the bus started, I began looking at the familiar roads and buildings we were passing.
“Nothing to look at”, I thought.
But then I was thinking about what Gardner (from ‘The Space Between Us’) would feel about seeing all the things I was able to see. He would have definitely found it beautiful. He would be grateful to be able to look at all the different things and think how different they were from all the same things in Mars.
I decided to romanticize the bus ride to school. And I really found beautiful things.
At first, I noticed, among all the common buildings, some were remarkably unique. A really tall building made out of concrete and glass was probably the most eye-catching. Also, there were some plants at the foot of it with huge leaves (about 1-2 meters).
I noticed that a very common restaurant with nothing special, hung some fruits in the front. And they look beautiful in the middle of the chaotic surroundings.
I’ve seen a big mosque of white and pink colours with golden glasses in the windows. I’ve seen it before. But never realized how beautiful it was. It was no less in beauty than “The Sheikh Zayed Mosque” of Abu Dhabi.
Even the trucks parked in a line looked beautiful. The bright yellow colour was something outstanding in the gloom of the dawn. Not to mention that all of them have different floral pattern all over their body. Beautiful!
The last thing I saw on the bus, was probably the most beautiful thing. The sun! I’m sure it doesn’t shine like that on Mars. It was big and orange in colour. I can’t remember when was the last time I’ve seen the sun at dawn.
As I’ve got out of the bus, the school campus welcomed me with beautiful flowers, flowers of every possible colours, I’ve ignored before. Now I’ve truly seen them. I kept walking along the three different shades of marigolds as my doom awaited me at the end of the road.
If to love is to rest then I will perceive death for you.
For what greater form of rest do we know than to lie in the cold, dark earth forever?
highly recommend taking yourself out on a little date