Our worlds on the planet

  So another year has gone by..... yes you r still living in me Abbu.... My heart jumps a little when someone asks, “so, where do your parents live or any question about you guys?” Some days I acknowledge you’ve passed, and other days I    say something generic. I sometimes get desperate with the feeling    of    time travel    to fix the damage. Through out my life I made many mistakes    and I was able to discussed them    with you. You were more like a friend of mine. We have had tons of talks after Ammi. We came very close to each other. We both were looking after each other to ease the pain.  Those unstoppable, pain full circumstances broke us into pieces, and I'm still looking for that missing piece of courageI i had    lost in me at that very time. And I'm still retrieving that shattered piece of my heart . Im just amazed to know that, Sometimes we find love from the people & places we least expec...

  Accidents are not accidents but precise arrivals at the wrong time. (Dejan Stojanovic ) Ammi, The day when you left us still haunts me. Seeing you in ICU with all of the monitors and not being able to touch you was the hardest thing I ever had to go through. And the talk we had in that room is keen memory for me   Looking back now, I know that I couldn't bear to watch the monitors flatline and see you turning your face to the other side, to take your last breath because that is not how I wanted to remember you. It's been 23 years. When you left us alone I found things difficult without you. Gone through big life changes without your guidance and advice, and had my kids without your presence. The mourning never really ends. Even after many years while there may not be active grieving, my heart aches every moment. My feelings, thoughts, hopes, desires and attitudes are influenced by you, who exists in my heart and mind, and forever will. I miss your protectiveness, your e...

  Love is not in the air,   It is out of the air It requires Oxygen Intubation would make it still To find out who is out there for real It has been so suffocated lately  It has been so dry and itchy In the alure road of driven imagination It all about the life and aspiration

  It’s all about how we envision worries and faith. Given the scenarios and hurdles we are thrown at perhaps it is just better to utilize that strength in a more effective manner. worries should be our temporary guests, and we should be able to control them through faith. However, at times worries and faith go alongside, we see ourselves juggling either to become a pillar of strength or just give up , they invade our thoughts and eat away at our minds and souls than we consume with big IFs of uncertainty and fear.  

  Why don't we make a string to attach our worlds together. To live on this planet while holding each other. The planet looks better when the connection is strong, I can peek into your world or you can share it with me.  To listen to the minds and learn from souls. silence can outskirt us when we need to live within us.  communities and suffering are asking to alleviate the pain, though we don't need a mirror but sunshine to shadow each other and to unite again to gain.