Musing

The vacuum that is left inside my mind every time he leaves, somehow gathers those tiny little moments of togetherness and builds a snowy castle on the lush green surface of heart. Everything freezes as they touch it. Soothing, peaceful and alluring lullaby plays across the mind, like someone's trying to put the heart into sleep for a while, as it's been thumping for too long. That Summer, it felt like Autumn. The usual heat melted before drooling on earth and the crisp cool air prevailed from morning to night. The mellow green was rejuvenated with life like never before. The chirpy green seemed painted in the hues of Autumn. The melancholic hum of nightingale was overpowered by the merry song of cuckoo. The sky was no more bare to the ruthless sun. The cottony clouds were spread unevenly across the sky. I looked at him as he sipped the tea and crooked his brows in amazement. I giggled and he continued. I am never in a hurry when he's around like if the moment will pass I ...

It was never easy for the trees to hold on to its root when the storm was furious that winter night. It was not easy for the bees to survive as the hive fell down or someone like us burnt it just like that. I remember the weary winter nights when the wind was sharp and there was one last flower on that bushy plant whose name I still don't know. That night when I closed the window pane, I didn't know I will see it the other day, but I did. I looked at it and it told me how amazing the morning's warmth was; I never got to know how stormy the night was which it survived. It never reflected that.  By that time I was always attracted by the cracks in the soil. I never understood what was I looking for all this while. But every day when I found the crack amusing, I knew I would found nothing. That monsoon I found a plant growing from that gap and my happiness knew no bound. Though I believed the crack was all I was looking for, all this while I had a hidden hope inside. That m...

My city has always been a betrayer whenever it came to hide the memories. In every lane and street, the memories lay bare and fresh. Like the scorching heat of summer, at times those memories burn the peace, while at times brought shower to the drought land of the bereaved heart. In my city, the lanes are like that pal of yours who embraces you with open arms years after and rejuvenate you with the moments that you have lived once. My usual visits are limited. I don't know much of it, yet in that boundary I have lived the best of my life so far. As I took a walk from one part of the city to another, while covering few curvy and dusty lanes, I saw two people walking side by side with their hands colliding every time they take a step together. The monsoon has just arrived and the trees which I left behind were gleaming with freshly fallen droplets. The sudden rain entangled with the dust and transformed into tiny puddles. There's that one tree where my eyes stuck as I saw th...

“You call it Army, we call it life!” The line around which my entire childhood evolved, turned out to be true at each moment these days. Life was never this much fascinating ever before. While the heart always belonged to the camouflaged uniform, somehow my mind led me to the college life. But as it is said, if it’s meant to be, it will surely happen. After those rigorous rib breaking training sessions, it seems like a dream now. Starting from the first day of enthusiasm to the midway of the course, all exhausted yet full of zeal, to the most cherished ‘Antim Pag’; every single moment started flashing in front of my eyes as I was about to take a step ahead. It was my first posting; to the land where nature beholds petty secrets within, Assam. The first always has something which the rest can’t provide. One has truly said, it’s the beauty which kills and the beauty of Assam is worth dying for. The entire troop was ready to march. With a heart full of enthusiasm and a mind equippe...

My journey, right from my school days to NDA, IMA and then to this prestigious institution, has never been a pre-planned one. One fine morning I decided to opt for the exam and with god's grace and my mom's complete faith, here I am... walking amidst the densest forest, climbing the rigid rocks, crossing the mighty rivers and holding my head high; serving the nation. Now, as I pass by the unknown faces in some unknown land I realize what life has gifted to me in these years. Arunachal Pradesh is a beauty in disguise. The rocky mountains behold the pristine views underneath. Away from the city, the remoteness will haunt you long after you visit the place. Such is the extent of its charm. Being a travelling soul, I thrive on wanderlust. My profession offers me a plethora of excitement, thrill, adventure and a pinch of risk at every step. Cool, ain't that? Imagine a day when you suddenly wake up to a blast and find the front view blurred with smoke and all you could utte...

Last night was tiring, like any other sleepless nights. I kept my eyes glued to the night sky which is partially visible from my room. Despite knowing that the moon will never be visible from that part of my home, I never let faith die since years. But now I have started accepting that it won't come to the window no matter how hopeful I am; some realities will not change for the sake of someone's faith. Isn't that so? My eyes don't ache any longer. Most of the time they are wide opened and lost amidst the continuous flashbacks. Even though the episodes of flashbacks remain constant, I'm never bored. May be I am getting used to monotony. I could see the sky changing it's colour from the dark shades to the slightly fading blue. It was for third time when I got up and sat quiet for few minutes and took a long breath before lying down again. It was around 0345 hours when a sudden thought made me restless. The more I tried to overcome it and squeezed my eyes, th...

Mourn my countrymen, a little more! As we walk down the empty lanes all alone With a numb heart and moist eyes, here we start To reach out those faces who are all apart From the ones they love and now can't even see one last time. But don't you worry, they are not your family nor mine. For my brothers won't come back to walk along When the dawn will fall and things go wrong. At the darkest of night when the snow will fall Burring the stains of our dearest pals We will not forget them, while, my countrymen, you perhaps will; When days will pass and it won't be anymore a big deal. Mourn my countrymen, a little more! As the valley turns red and our hearts sore. For my brothers who gave their all, will never return  When we will be sitting together, having fun, With memories so fresh of our training days Missing the ones whom we've lost so far in the life's way. Today as we carry the coffins so heavy With the tears buried...

Believe me when I say that being in love is more than feeling butterflies in tummy, witnessing romantic sunset and walking hand-in-hand. When you are in love, the whole world suddenly feels upside down! My love story, as I always say, is not about the mushy stuffs but like a Tonga-ride; exciting, fancy yet dangerous (Only if you don't know how to ride it).  Rather than stating how much we love each other, we always preferred saying how much we missed each other. Instead of making the other one blush, we laughed our heart out with silly remarks. Romantic dates were always supplanted by 'Let's have Pizza today!' plans. Above all, not to forget our first ever attempt for a date. While one would precisely choose some garden, cafe, park, restaurant, beach or anything on earth, my darling chose Temples! Exactly, you read it right. As I have shared with you earlier on 'Temple Saga'. Well, I can't fully blame him as I am equally hopeless when it comes to execut...

There will be ups and downs too My love, I will still be standing by you. Even when the dark will prevail, with a shadowy veil; Surpassing the odds, blowing away smoky trail, Will still hold your hand and mend those promises so true With all my heart, I will love you. There will be blames and unknown fears too My love, I will still be standing by you. When your hopes will shatter and heart be numb, When love will be subdued and emotions will succumb, Knowing the cons and the distance that grew With all my heart, I will love you. There will be a time, tough and unavoidable too My love, I will still be standing by you. When decisions will differ and fight will grow, When anger and arguments will supplant the rosy flow; Amidst the gloomy nights of pangs and blues With all my heart, I will love you. There will be heartbreak and sorrow too My love, I will still be standing by you. When norms will take a toll on mind and heart will be cold, Melting the barriers of thorns, I will hum our...

It was the last day of autumn when I met the one who came like a gentle breeze and took all my senses away with that charming gleam of smile. As the person left me behind, a crispy wind passed by, shivering my heart for the first time. I felt someone broken apart but what that I didn't know. The winter took a toll that year; hurting the last leaf hanging from the tree. With the fall of the leaf my  hopes rested on the snowy bed as the person didn't came to rejuvenate it with life. My heart was frozen, eyes intact; in a hope that with the next shower that person might come back. Weeks passed, so did month. What didn't change was my wait for a person whom I barely know who had been there like the snow. For a moment's stay it took my breathe away, just like the sharp rain drop as it pours to hurt the gentle skin. The growling winter prevailed while the rusty snow prickled. My darling didn't come to the same place again where I stood still with a tiny ray of hope that ...

Stealthily peeping in my life, Making me smile, showering the petals for a while, He decided to go! Bundling up my being, wrapping blossoms of the spring, Placing icy winter in my heart, He decided to go! Hushing in my ear, those words of gentle care; Caressing my heart, as my soul still lay bare. Walking through my wounds, He decided to go! Trading joy across the seas, pouring fondness in thy eyes, As I let all my dreams fly He decided to go, Restoring back my fear, Snatching things so dear, Leaving me behind, with a frowning west wind He decided to go!