It was a perfectly normal day… No different from any other regular day… But as I returned back home and turned the key to open the door of my empty house something strange happened… Tears just started rolling down… Unknowingly n uncontrollably…
Don’t know if it was missing those smiling faces or still having some of those faces and missing the smile…
Don’t know if it was missing that cluttered hostel room or loneliness of independence..
Don’t know if was an argument with a friend or missing the fun of a mindless argument with that friend..
Don’t know if it’s price of the gadget I cant afford now or losing the value of things I have..
Don’t know if it was the agony of losing loved ones in the past or the fear of not remembering them as often anymore..
Don’t know if it was losing touch with old friends or being in touch and still losing it…
Don’t know if it was the anxiety for the future or the pace at which the present is slipping..
Don’t know if it was the pain of not being able to keep up to my own expectations or at times doubting own capabilities..
Don’t know if it was missing good old days or not having time enough even to remember those days…
Don’t know if it’s the general sad mood around or the shear inability to appreciate joy in simple things….
Don’t know if it was that beggar by the road side or my helplessness at his plight..
Don’t know if it’s the sarcastic jokes I crack or the bitter truth hidden in those jokes..
Don’t know if it’s the fake-ness or a tiny wish that the fake was real...
Don’t know if it’s the empty house or irritation due to the crowd…
Don’t know if it’s the traffic or the pain of being just someone in the traffic…
Don’t know what made the tears flow,… I just don’t know….
28 comments:
Beautiful post...
A very subtle feeling that you have brought forth.
I really liked this one...
Don’t know if it’s the traffic or the pain of being just someone in the traffic…
जैसे लहू की हर एक बूँद का अलग फ़र्ज़ होता है,
जैसे हर एक कश्ती का एक लक्ष्य होता है,
और जैसे हर एक नजर का अलग नजरिया होता है,
वैसे ही भीड़ में खड़े हर एक इन्सान का अलगही महत्व होता है ||
Specially u have the ability to stand as a unique figure in the crowd :)
A Nice one.. i liked "Don’t know if it’s the sarcastic jokes I crack or the bitter truth hidden in those jokes.." and "Don’t know if it was missing those smiling faces or still having some of those faces and missing the smile…" Now in a typical engineer's way : looking fwd to another blog with answers to all the above questions :P
@Mugdha: Glad you liked it, this one is very close to my heart..
@KK: You always give me so much confidence.. Thanks...
@Nithin: Thanks da..
I'm looking for the answers too, will post as soon as I have some..
beautiful post ... I almost lost it when i was reading through it.. many questions lie unanswered ... difficult to put on paper also .. but u had done the job pretty well ..
Sometimes you cant get the ans...Even wen you know all the possibilities...
Good One MS Mahajan...
Sometimes you cant get the ans...Even wen you know all the possibilities...
Good One MS Mahajan...
Really intense and beautifully written post...
We all may feel this at some point or the other but, penning it down is somethin not everyone can do it so well...
Amazing effort...
Keep Blogging...:)
@Arnab: Coming from you, the appreciation meas a lot :)
@Anuradha: I tried my best but still I couldnt get the complete emotion on paper.. May be some other time...
Nice post.. as usual..:):) I like the last line..
" Don’t know if it’s the traffic or the pain of being just someone in the traffic…"
Some questions do not have answers..but coming to such questions is itself a great thing !!
Very well written.. Could completely relate to the post: the 'cluttered hostel room' n 'being in touch and still losing it' n 'the fear of not remembering them as often anymore' n everything else... its so true!
You could have called me on that day i would have accompanied u n I had many shortlisted points for mindless agrument's (the post reminded me of the long sessions of those meaningless arguments!!:P)
Albeit, I'm glad u dint coz u wrote this amazing blog.. keep writing
@Papillon: Thats my fav line too, so put it at the end. :D
@Aditi: Its kind of imaginary plot ga.. The feelings are true but not the plot, its for literary effect, you see :P
great post. i completely relate to it. Sometimes, the tears just flow, with no particular reason behind them.
Bumped into your blog.. Really liked the post. Yea, sometimes we all feel the same.. At such momemts, just let the torrents roll..
Nice post. :)
@Everything: Thanks for bumping by... :P
Keep coming...
Strangely and almost eerily relatable....
Honest ...so it touched the right chords...
Beautifully worded....
But above all....it's a very BRAVE piece of writing..
As always...itz a pleasure to read ur blogs...
nice one ..somewhere deep down the honesty of the post connects right through.
Really well written and intense,,
U hv expressed ur emotions beautifully !! !
Keep blogging
Really well written and intense,,
U hv expressed ur emotions beautifully !! !
Keep blogging
i read this again when i was half a whiskey down ... and i shud say ,,, i am speechless!!!! it jus made my mind blank ... and i hate u coz nw m nt that high as i felt 10 mins back ...
this a beautiful and straight from the heart..loved it!
amazing lines these "Don’t know if it’s the sarcastic jokes I crack or the bitter truth hidden in those jokes.."..... at times we end up spilling out the truth guised as sarcastic comments seldom realizing that they may hurt someone.... and by the time we do realize, its too late and as you have aptly put, tears are what roll down!!!
amazing lines these "Don’t know if it’s the sarcastic jokes I crack or the bitter truth hidden in those jokes.."..... at times we end up spilling out the truth guised as sarcastic comments seldom realizing that they may hurt someone.... and by the time we do realize, its too late and as you have aptly put, tears are what roll down!!!
gr8 blog yaar anagha. Never knew this side of urs. "Don’t know if it’s the sarcastic jokes I crack or the bitter truth hidden in those jokes.." Wow yaar, simply amazing lines.
Wow...I never thought whatever I feel many times in my life can be written down... I have become follower of your blog after reading this poem..Every line drives home...Keep writing....As much as this poem is serious, 25 random things is entertaining...You really seems like to be multifaceted..
@Tejashree: Thanks a lot!! A comment from you means a lot... :D :D
@Gautam: Just an effort to break the compulsive funny side and do something more close to heart.. Glad you liked it
@Mukaam: :D Thanks a lot... Just an effort to put in all sorts of emotion here rather than keeping it a sterotype...
Keep visiting...
Perfect collection of excellent thoughts.
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