Nature: through my lens! (Click to enlarge)

The Blue sky and the Green leaves...Perfect harmony!

The Freshness!

Rain Drops on a Banana Leaf!

Cacti!!

Lemony Clicks!

The Intricate leaves!

Red Is lOvElY!

Greener within!

Unison

After days of Wretchedness, the cold war had come to an end. He thought finally he could come close and feel those locks again on his face, flowing gently across like a gentle breeze. He wanted to inhale the enchanting smell of the perfume, she used every time she visited him. Maybe it was her favorite, but for him; that fragrance... THAT particular fragrance started a chain reaction of her memories. No matter how ever busy, that smell would charm him like a magic portion. Holding her against his chest, he wanted to feel her breathing. He wanted to tuck her locks behind her ear, every time they fell down on her face, like the clouds cover the gentle moon; and then take a sweet peck on her forehead. He wanted to hold her hands tightly, and feel their warmth. He wanted her to keep her head on his chest, and listen to his heartbeats. He wanted to look at her resplendent eyes. He wanted to run his fingers on her forehead and her rosy cheeks. He wanted to touch the tip of her cute-little nose, and then rub his lips on it. He wanted to feel her shivering lips on his finger tips as they caressed them. He wanted to feel her heavy breath on his face when he closes in, as her lips open like a dew-soaked bud, so soft and gentle.




In the midst of all the mutual separation, which persisted for few days now, they had the resonating harmony which stirred their burning passion. It was cold, very cold between them. He wanted to rekindle it, he wanted to feel the pleasure of unison again.




So many things running on his mind... he held her hand tighter, their fingers hugged each other. They walked on a moon-lit meandering boulevard. His steps slowed down, so did her; finally they came to a complete halt. He turned towards her; he did not say a word. Expressions said it all. He took a step towards her, she stepped back hesitating. She stepped back on his every step towards her, until she realized she did not want to step back anymore, she stood looking helpless, hopelessly in love. He held her hands tightly and held her against a tree. As she started breathing heavily, then he took her face in his hands and brought his closer. His lips touched her like never before, after a few seconds she joined in too... drenched in the shower of the feeling called LOVE, that was his sweetest kiss ever... And will ever be.

Note: The story is totally Fictional, and holds no relation to any person living or dead. 

Teri Mohabbbat mein....

Ek kashish hai teri ankhon mein,
Ek Jadu sa hai teri baaton mein,
Madhosh kar de jo mujhe tum mein,
Wo baat hai, tere sang bitai unn  raton mein.


Teri Zulfon ke saye mein khoya rahun main,
Teri Yadon mein her ghadi khoya rahun main,
Kuch iss tarah mita de aaj meri pyaas ko,
Aa, tere honthon se madd chura lun main.

Kuch pal tere ishq ke parchai me thahar jaaun,
Wo komalta hai teri mohabbat mein,
Aaj kanch ki tarah teri banhon me bikhar jaaun,
Wo Shitalta hai teri baahon mein.

Nikla tha main pyaar ki talash mein,
Thak gaya aakhir teri hi aas mein,
Kaise bhul jaaun main uss pehle chuwan ko,
Jabb tumhare haath, pehli baar thi mere haathoon mein.

Abb mere jivan mein, bass ekk hi khwahish hai,
Abb mere iss mann mein, bass ekk tamanna hai,
Tere Ishq mein main Jee lun main,
Lekar tujhe bahon mein, meri maut aa jaaye!
- Sumit

MEME

I have been tagged by Sancheeta Biswas@http://www.anshsaransh.blogspot.com/ for this MEME: P

As per tradition, the person tagged with “MEME has to answer a questionnaire….

1. If you could go back in time to relive one moment, what would it be?

A: When i got my 10th board results.

2. If you could go back in time and change one thing, what would it be?

A: Falling for a girl, (Whom i can't name) who is not meant to be with a single man ever.. and getting hurt.

3. What movie or TV character you think you resemble most in personality?

A: No One. I like to be myself.

   

4. Which TV or movie character would you like to be?

A: I would like to be the Mark Zukerberg of the movie "Social Network"

       

5. If you could push one person in the whole world off a cliff and get away with it, who would it be?

A: It would be... I can't name again! : P

 

6. Name one habit you want to change in yourself.

A: Over Sensitivity, makes me very vulnerable.

 

7. Describe yourself in one word.

A: Maniac?!

      

8. Describe the person who named you in this MEME in one word.

A: Sweet!

 

9. Why do you blog? Answer in one sentence.

A: No reason, i just love to!

10. Name at least 3 people or more people to send this MEME, and then inform them.

I am tagging you all, please do follow the pattern, and continue the chain.

1. Sayani Mukherjee@http://www.curiositysm.blogspot.com

2. Ramazah Razvi @reena19.blogspot.com

3. Jim Brandano@http://jpweddingphotograpy.blogspot.com

4. Simran Kaur@http://myfriendshipsimran.blogspot.com

5. Kriti Mukherjee@http://kriti-howaboutthis.blogspot.com

6. Sulekkha JI@http://sulekkha.blogspot.com/ 

Thank you Sancheeta For the Tag.. :) so sweet of you!!

Your Deep Brown Eyes...

A moment ago; my heart stopped,

When I looked into those deep brown eyes.

Those doe eyes take my breath away,

Like never before, you make me feel that way.

A moment ago; my body trembled,

When I looked into those deep brown eyes.

I felt a gentle breeze across my face,

I could feel your care, soothing my within.

A moment ago; my life halted,

When I looked into those deep brown eyes.

I saw your teary eyes sparkling,

While holding your hand, through the song I was singing.

A moment ago; I went numb,

When I looked into those deep brown eyes.

When I saw my pain reflecting, through the windows of your eyes.

There; right where my heart lies.

A moment ago; my heart overwhelmed,

When I looked into those deep brown eyes.

I could see my world in them,

That’s when I fell for you, and I’d love to fall again.

And the next moment; my wishes come true,

How? Oh yes! Let me tell that to you.

It’s when you looked at me & looked down again,

You made me fall for you, all over once again.

Dissection Hall: Where the dead sacrifice, for the living.

I have been a medical aspirant all my life, but i didn't know that being a medical student in a government college would only remain a dream for the rest of my life. Thanks to the Great Indian Population and not to forget, Reservations. Even though i can't have those golden letters prefixed to my name ever again, yet i keep myself updated about the latest happenings in the Medical field. Sometimes, i feel i have been totally misplaced as a student. But then truth is; everyone else is too. 90% of engineers in India have no interest in Engineering actually, looking into these facts i feel quite at ease thinking, "I am not the only one. This is India and it happens."

For every medical student, the most agitating moments usually are when they enter the D.H for the first time, THE DISSECTION HALL. This is the reason D.H is finally called THE DARAWNA HALL, meaning "The Haunted Hall." D.H. is the place where all the future doctors and surgeons are trained on cadavers; this is where they know anything and everything about the human body, so that they can operate on the living human bodies.
Recently i went through a Dissection video from a college, where the students were almost making fun of the Cadaver. They called it "Cadaver Fashion", they were doing various make up work on the dead body, putting wigs on it. Few of the students were giggling behind the camera. I personally felt how bad it was, it must have been somebody's son, somebody's brother, somebody's father, someone's husband whom, his wife used to love like hell, and now it was nothing more than a dead body. Nothing! Did you notice i used the word "it" for addressing; Non-living. As told by a medical student,” I’ll never donate my body for any research purpose, because only i know what happens with the body. Each and every part of the body is torn apart. Each and every muscle and fascias are ripped off the bones. Each and every organ of the body is cut, cut into small bits and pieces. There is nothing left in the rib cage. The body becomes hollow." The body which once used to be a human; a living one, with his own identification. He might also have been to some school, might have been the topper there, or maybe he had been really a good person. When i came to know that few of the medical students (Not all, mind you) actually do play with the parts… They cut the muscles into square shapes and tell each other,"Le barfi kha." and they start laughing as if they have achieved something great. I don’t' know if they have ever thought that if the same thing happens to his body, how'd his soul feel. It’s a dead body, sure; but it doesn’t mean you can make fun of it. It can't say anything when you cut its muscles apart and throw them, in the garbage box to be incinerated.
As said by a medical student, “No one can teach you Human Anatomy better than a cadaver. It’s the best teacher of Human Anatomy." Yes, it’s like a teacher in fact, more than a teacher. It sacrifices even its body for the sake of research for teaching its students. It doesn’t shout, when you cut its skin. It doesn’t scream, when you tear its muscles. It doesn't cry, when you crush its bones. It makes no noise, it can't talk for itself and how it feels when you play "Barfi game" with its body parts. Indian Educational System in the earlier days believed in "Guru Dakhchhina." Those dead people don't expect anything from us, they don't need anything. There is nothing we can give them to make their souls happy. At least we can respect those departed souls and handle their body, as we handle our books. If not, at least we should stop playing games with the body. No one can sacrifice more than a cadaver to teach, it loses its body, its identification forever. Don't make it lose its respect. Don't hurt their souls if you can’t make them happy. That's the least we can do for them, isn't it?
P.S- My article seems to be against medical students but FYI, I never intended to mean anything like that. Medical Student have to do it so that they can learn for US. I respect Doctors and what they do for us. My article is against "THOSE"   few insensitive people.

I'll NEVER hurt you again..

Cold air was blowing through the window of my bedroom, my body was feeling numb, and my skin was cold; as if I’ve been dead for a long time. I opened my eyes reluctantly, stepped out of my bed, it was dawn. I closed the window and got into my bed again. Slipping into my blanket, i picked up my cellphone and dialed a number, "The idea customer you’re calling has switched off the mobile phone."
I closed my eyes, and maybe a couple of droplets trickled down my cheeks. I spread my palms, not allowing them to fall down on the ground. Her voice echoed in my mind, “Never let your tears fall on the ground, neither this earth is strong enough to bear its pain, nor i am."
I was missing that one person so much. The previous night hadn't been so good for me and for her either. We had a few arguments and finally i hung up. I opened a diary and started reading through the lines. As i flipped through those pages, i realized more and more, how wrong i had been.
Her caring voice echoed in my mind again, “Please open and read this diary, before you start thinking i have stopped loving you, ever. This is my personal diary, I never thought i would give you this, but... i don’t know..." As i went through each and every line, i realized how much she loves me, and how much pain she had endured; just to make my wishes come true. Each and every page made me feel what she feels for me. Finally a poem, ending with "I am always with you. Never let you go."
That moment, that particular moment i wanted to run to her, and hug her so tight that i won’t have to leave her ever. That day i decided I’ll never hurt her, ever again. This time, I called her again and her phone started ringing.
She picked up the call. Before she could say anything, i finished saying,” I love you, and i won't hurt you ever again. Please don't be angry at me." in one breath.
She took a deep breath and said,” Was i angry at you? I didn't know that!"

Angel On Earth

Have you ever seen,
an angel on earth????
who mesmerizes the world with her oceanic eyes??
shes cute and sweet as ever!!!!
i have seen an angel on earth its you...

Have you ever seen,
an angel on earth????
who sheds tears for others' pains?
shows you the way when you turn insane..
comforts you when you are in need..
she is lovable as a teddy!
i have seen an angel on earth its you...

Have you ever seen,
an angel on earth????
spreading ripples of happiness around her,,
she is as gentle as dove,
i have seen an angel on earth its you...

Have you ever seen,
an angel on earth???
like the dew that are shaken,
from the wings that are waken..
happiness comes down her wings to enchant the world.
i have seen an angel on earth its you...


Have you ever seen,
an angel on earth???
who gives you a hug when you're low..
cheers you up, when you say the world a big NO!
i have seen an angel on earth;
wanna know who's she?
she is the one; my best friend..
........: is the angel's name :)
-Sumit.

Sometimes...

Had been thinking about my past lately. As thought of the old days cross my mind, i could feel as if though i am living my life again; the most adorable time of my life, my school days. I remember when i used to get into the campus, on every winter morning how the huge rose garden used to grab my attention. Smell of the sweet roses enchanted my mind, everything around used to be so lush green covered with fresh dew drops. Those roses used to look so resplendent. As the day used to pass the dew drops used to evaporate leaving the roses dry. Sometimes i feel like my life has been quite like those multicolored roses of my school garden. Dew drops came made me happy and went without notice leaving my dry. Back in those days things were so sweet, there was no tension to blast my head off with ache. There were no Semesters, only Terminals. No jealousy, only competition. Neither love, nor the fear of losing it.

But looking into things differently, i don't think life has been that bad to me. I mean If i had lost something, I've gained much more. There is a saying,"There is no regrets in life, only lessons." And i guess i have got my lessons, for sure. Every mistake i committed made me suffer, in its course made me more strong. And here i am standing tall, after overcoming them. I agree, there are few loses that we cannot replenish, but yes we can correct them. can't we? Bottom line is I know, I'll make my parents proud of me. I'll marry the girl i want to, NO WAIT... I NEED TO. Right now, my life feels stable, and why not? when every morning you have someone to wake you up and give you a hug? It makes my day. I don't regret growing up, yet i miss my school days.

Lines from my school anthem said..
"Oh De Nobili hats off to thee;
To your colors true we shall ever be."
De Nobili School. I miss you.

"BEING LONELY"

The moment you walked away,
In spite of my pleadings to you to stay.
Did you ever realize after?
How did you feel, when you tore my heart?

Did you ever feel anything,
Even a little pain?
when you made me cry through out the night?
Did you realize the contradicting feelings,
I had to fight, inside my heart?
How did you feel, when you tore my heart?

Did you look at my eyes,
Through the Silver Moon?
When i gazed at it with my watery eyes?
Thinking you must be doing the same..
How did you feel, when you tore my heart?



Did my memories ever cross you mind?
Did you ever miss me in your life?
like i always do,
like i always remember you!
How did you feel, when you tore my heart?

Did you ever recall my words?
The times when i said,'I LOVE YOU"?
The times when you blushed and hugged me tight?
How did you feel, when you tore my heart?

Do you ever miss my care?
When you were sick, and i ask god is it fair?
Did you ever call my number and cut your call?
Did your heart miss me? Miss my eyes?
How did you feel, when you tore my heart?

Did your lips shake?
While taking my name...
Why did you forgot me,
in midst of all the fame?
How did you feel, when you tore my heart?


Didn't you feel anything?
When you forgot the promises you ever made to me?
Didn't it hurt even a little,
while pushing me into the deep dark hell?
How did you feel, when you tore my heart?

There is one last thing i want to say,
"WHY ON EARTH DID YOU COME TO ME?
MADE ME SEE YOU AS MY LOVING LIFE?
WHEN YOU HAD TO TEAR MY HEART INTO BITS."
Didn't you feel anything,when you tore my heart?
-Sumit