Reminiscence

Well what can be better than an atmosphere where are you are all relaxed, tuning into some old good songs and a cup of coffee. It’s time for a new post! As usual I begin this post with these words – Ankit bhai I dedicate this post to you because you make my life worth living in Bangalore. Guest appearance – Ankur  :D This post is all about a trip which was planned 2 days before and executed on the day, while it was turning to dusk. Ankit and I planned to visit Avenue Road to check out books and novels as I heard about a vast sea of books available in that area. Actually the most important thing which led to this attraction was the “second hand” sale (quite an event for me to get something cheap in Bangalore). Besides this, Ankur had already been to the place before. 30 th May 2015 : The day........ I woke up reluctantly as usual and finished up all the “unnecessary works” and by 3.30 PM I was all set to leave for Avenue Road. I met Ankit at Leela Palace and from there w

Human life can be defined as a pendulum moving to and fro between a state where he/she wants a life full of comfort and the other state where the person wants to achieve something bigger. This poem is dedicated to that endless journey of human desires. Well I don't know what the reader can understand as it depends upon the perception. So the rest part is left for you to interpret. So here it goes I walked this plain on a summer day Oppressed,dreary full of stains Far from home,desired running away Yet no drops to wash my pain Saw new faces; some pale a few bright Just like drizzle before you arrive Far from home on a sailor's plight Waiting for drops to clench my thrive And then you came;the leaves danced Showers of blessing did the birds sing Heart turned peacock; an aura tranced Relieved of pains, antidote of sting Days went by and so did nights You were there for me, pouring unbroken Turned me lazy, inanimate to coming fights Dreams