Serendipity - Poetry, Articles and Life Stories

He was a mystery, the more I met him, the more I discovered new things  about him. His way of thinking with respect to different things varied so much from mine, but he still managed to reach a middle ground through his reasons and perceptions.  He was mature yet childish, because he changed colors like the different phases of the day. At times, he told me things that left me into a million dillemmas, of which the biggest was, why did I fall in love with someone like him, who has had such crazy encounters, experiences and stories in the past. I didn't think much, but just made myself re-understand the fact that I love him, no matter how his truths get uglier, layer by layer, because some realities were still pleasant. Like his love for me, the kisses that he planted on my forehead, his smile, his voice and what not.  I needed not just one reason to stay with him, because I had plenty. Because when I fell in love with him, I fell with each pore of his, each vein, each th...

There's something about today... Today is the day when I am planning tomorrow... leaving back yesterday and moving forward towards a new light.. an unexplored horizon. Things will get better. They will have to get better. Time will be respected. Relationships will be appreciated. At times.. the most difficult thing to do is to be a better person.. because it requires self-acceptance, self-belief and self-forgiveness. So, I am all set for the day.. and for life.. and for a time that has never been this much inspired and wanted. What about you ? 10.09.15 Everything is not black and white... but grey ! -Medhavi 11.09.15

मुलाक़ात वो पहली ना थी, पर अंदाज़ कुछ नये से थे, लफ़्ज़ों का खेल कुछ नया सा था, और साथ चलने का एहसास अनकहा सा था. ख्वाबों के झरोन्कों से निकल, वो सुबह फिर से आ गयी, कोई सरहद ना थी जिसकी, ऐसी रोशनी सी दिल पर छा गयी. बातें अधूरी रह गयी, काफिला आगे बढ़ गया, यूँ ही चलते चलते देखा, और समा कुछ यूँ बदल गया.

And there were some dreams I could never forget.. and eventually they became a part of me... I close my eyes and feel their being, standing before me as real as reality... No they aren't all good dreams, few are ugly too.. Some are broken and some are beautiful too.. They have their own way of completing me by leaving the stories untold, And keeping my heart bound and chaining my soul... Medhavi 01.09.15

I used to feel you slipping off my hands, inch by inch of you being assigned to her aura; but now things are changing. I can see you now, see you getting drawn to her, see your deep love for her, see your worried eyes, your concern.. Things are slipping from my hands and I stand here smiling, without an option apart from letting you go and hoping that maybe, maybe you will come back to me. I feel paralyzed at times, hopeless and lonely; but then I remember the good times with you, the laughters and the smiles, the day you knelt down before me and said 'I love you', the day you told me that you really wanted to marry me, the long walks, the meals together. But that all still doesn't change the feeling, that you are slipping and sliding slowly. She doesnt have to hold your hand, she doesnt need a committment to make you hers, your soul, your heart, your breaths, your thoughts, belong to her and call for her. When you are in deep slumber at nights, and I can't sleep ...

चाँद उस रात मुकम्मल सा था, पर उसकी उम्र कुछ और बची थी, कल रात भी वो मुकम्मल सा लगा, शायद बादलों की हल्की सी परत थी. कई सिरे धुंधले से थे, फिर भी चाँद  पूरा  था, कई दाग नये से थे, फिर भी पाक सा चाँद था. नयी ज़िंदगी शुरू होने को थी, बस कल के कुछ भटके बादल थे, उम्र चाँद की बढ़ाते हुए, बदलावों से घबराते हुए, समझौतों के आगे हारे से, बादल फिर छाए काले से. आज फिर वही चाँद था, कुछ मुकम्मल, कुछ अधूरा सा, कहने को नये दौर से गुज़रता, एक हसीन सा खुद का ख्वाब था, पर शायद वो चाँद, मेरे सारे सवालों का जवाब था. Medhavi Medz

मुलाक़ात वो पहली ना थी,  पर अंदाज़ कुछ नए से थे, लफ़्ज़ों का खेल कुछ नया सा था, और साथ चलने का एहसास अनकहा सा था. ख्वाबों के झरोन्कों से निकल, वो सुबह फिर से आ गयी, कोई सरहद ना थी जिसकी, ऐसी रोशनी सी दिल पर छा गयी. बातें अधूरी रह गयी, काफिला आगे बढ़ गया, यूँ ही चलते चलते देखा, और समा यूँ ही बदल गया.