(Part I of II)
You told me I was like a dense green forest,
even though there were some deciduous trees.
You said that the smell of the soil lifted your soul,
that you felt relaxed embracing the zestful air while
I let you leave your deep imprints on the soft soil.
But as the season changed from sunshine to rain,
the roughness of your love defoliated my leaves.
You started counting the trees that were still green,
finding none; you left the forest, in search of another.
His color wasn’t something I had seen before,
it was unique and enrapturing in a way that,
I have always wanted to blend his into mine,
to unify into something pure and nameless.
(I am sorry for not being active and reading your blogs. I have really missed being here, but I guess, I am catching up slowly and slowly. Thank you for reading and staying even when I was gone. I hope I was missed a bit.)
I wandered along the sun one afternoon
with quiet clouds, with unsung days of June.
A tall tree clasped in sunlight came into sight
Leaves shimmered as the wind whirled in delight.
I looked at the yellow chimes swinging on the tree
singing the song of love ruffled by the soft breeze.
if that was all my eyes could see
if that was all my ears could listen
if that was the only beauty painted.
I then laid my eyes on the broken chimes on the ground
that rested silently, unnoticed, singing the unheard sound.
The beauty was neither in the wholeness nor in unbroken
it was in the existence, in crinkles of all that had fallen.
(I have been slightly busy with work, despite of that I actually did wander, and I hope I could capture the essence fairly.)
Where there is righteousness in the heart there is beauty in the character;
When there is beauty in the character there is harmony in the home;
When there is harmony in the home there is order in the nation;
When there is order in the nation, there is peace in the world.
– APJ Abdul Kalam
This is my favorite quote from APJ Abdul Kalam sir. Sir has been my inspiration throughout and he is not just a leader to me, but a perfect human being I can ever imagine. I have read all of his books and his words of wisdom echo in my head. His journey, his struggles, his success, his accomplishments, his teachings, his undaunted nature moved me. I have all the respect and love for this incredible man.
I always wanted to attend at least one of his lectures. I wanted to hear him live. I wanted to see movements of his hands while explaining (see the picture), while giving a speech and most importantly, I wanted to see that contagious smile. Then one day, I happened to came across a poster on my college notice board about a seminar that was being organised by Delhi University and sir was invited for discussions on commerce. I jumped in excitement and my happiness knew no limit. I registered for the seminar with the money that I had earned organizing a Rio+20 United Nation on Sustainable Development event. Well, yes, that did add to my happiness.
On the day of seminar, after I had done collecting my registration receipt and brochure, I turned back and there he was standing, crowded by university staff. I was only few inches away, but I was so amazed to see him that by the time I could act, he had entered the seminar hall. I am getting all nostalgic remembering it. Yes, he is that favorite.
This is the quote/poetry he narrated on that day and it is on my mind since then.
If you wish to, you can read about him here.
Rules for the challenge:
1. Post 3 of your favourite quotes each per day for 3 recurrent days. The quotes can be of any other people or it may come straight from your own heart.
2. Nominate 3 or more bloggers with each post to challenge them.
3. Don’t forget to utter a thankful word to the person who nominated you.
My Nominations for Day 3
In case you have been already nominated by someone, do let me know, I would nominate some other blogger 🙂
Comfortably breathing in
her golden-yellow dress
she whirls in eddies of soft
wind permeating every space
of her infinite field of liveliness.
The sunlight falls on her skin
and she shimmers artistically
like a sunflower in the garden.
The glow in her eyes reflecting
the sun of love and seclusion.
Her feet dance on the gentle soil
to the sound of birds chirping
leaving imprints of her tenderness.
Her amiable laugh echoes in the
valley, embracing all of her.
At night, the stars shine in her eyes
the affectionate stare talks about
all her insanity, all her dreams.
Wearing moonlight every night
she sleeps hearing the soulful
melody of the waves that sing
her songs of love and intimacy.
In the fathomless love
in the beauty of nature
in cold nights, in warm days
her romance blossoms.
– Kritika Vashist
This is in response to Bhavpreet’s Free Writing Challenge. Also, I am finally done with all free writing challenges 🙂