Struggle vs Dignity

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Look back only to realize that, the struggle was never about the pursuit or the goal, but keeping intact one’s virtue and dignity, in the midst of adversity.

*Happy Children's Day*

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Wasn't dancing in the rain and jumping in the puddle while coming back from school a lot better, than now, carrying an umbrella even though we want to let go of ourselves. And all because now we think, 'what would the others say,' rather than 'I'll listen to what my heart says.'

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RIP Bhupen Hazarika...

Bhupen Hazarika
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Today the music industry lost its Bharat Ratna and a versatile singer/director/composer and poet. But Hazarika’s inspiring and National Award Winning melodies, ‘Ganga behti hai kyun (bengali version: Bistirna Parare),' and 'dil hoom hoom kare,' lives on in our hearts forever.

RIP Bhupen Hazarika...

Durga Puja Realization...

Dhunuchi Dance
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The non-stop 'dhunuchi' dance to the undying rhythm of 'Dhaki', seems like a bliss even with scalded knees. And somehow dancing on the stage/mandap brought back the wonderful memories of the good old days; alongwith the realization that... it’s time to move on!

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A wish!

Wishes for a bit of fairy dust that would make life a little less complex and a bit more cheerful!!

I Am Sorry...

 

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Yes I was wrong...I admit it a hundred times over.

I'm paying the price for it every second over and over.

I hurt you and you hurt me back...

can't it now just be enough!

I am alone...I need you!

I am crying...need your hand.

I'm falling...need you to catch me!

Don't go away...don't distance yourself!

I will but die in a month's time!

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Random *love*

Have you ever loved anyone and not felt the same in return...has the person ever said that "he does, but cannot be committed?" Weird huh!!!

*random*

An Ideal World

...is wondering that we all dream of an ideal world... where love is eternal, life is sheltered and dreams come true. But what efforts do we actually put in to make it a reality?

One More Try!

Feels that the expression, ‘learning to move on’ is yet another phrase for saying, 'I know it has ended but I'm geared up to make an extra effort and give life one more try!’

*Made for Each Other*

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Some life teaches that expressions like, 'Made for each other, I cannot live without you, You are everything to me, or Best Friends Forever…’ remain an illusion that gives the impression that life is a fairy tale; unless we undergo a test where our virtue is tested. That is what gives a clarity and realism to these terms!

Rainy Day Nostalgia

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Today getting up in the morning while it poured heavily outside and seeing the school going kids wearing rain-coats on their way; my heart silently ached for the school days to return when, after reaching there, it would usually be declared a 'Rainy Day' and all of us would then... dance in the rain!!!

Aahh!!! life moves on pretty fast...(secretly wishes that some things don't ever change!) [fingers crossed!!]

The Feeling of Love

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Inhibitions are lost and fulfilment achieved when ...

for the very first time we hold the hand of the one we love,

 when after missing someone for eternity (even its for a few days/ months) we finally hold that person close to our heart or when we can say what our heart truly feels.

But what makes it really special is...

looking in that individual’s eye and knowing that they too feel the same!

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*YOU n ME*

♥ ♥ ♥ ...wants to enclose… a bit of sunshine in my hand, raindrops on my face, rainbow in my eye and ‘you’ in my smile! ♥ ♥ ♥

*Made for Each Other*

Somehow life teaches that expressions like, 'Made for each other, I cannot live without you, You are everything to me, or Best Friends Forever…’ remain an illusion that gives the impression that life is a fairy tale; unless we undergo a test where our virtue is tested. That is what gives a clarity and realism to these terms!

Camaraderie

Camaraderie was so much more naive and liberated until love gave it a whole new definition and made things complex.

(P.S. not applicable universally…talking only about ‘some’ relations!)

One Percent of Anticipation and Optimism

...wonders at the human tendency of hanging onto a fragile strand of hope, irrespective of knowing that there are 99% of chances that it would fail; but strangely …that 1% of anticipation and optimism continues to live and keeps our conviction breathing! 

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Fragile Strand...

I wonder at the human tendency specially at myself, that, we  hang onto a fragile strand of hope irrespective of knowing that there are 99% of chances that it would fail; but strangely …that 1% of anticipation and optimism continues to live and keeps our conviction breathing! 

A Love Letter

Dear Sweetheart,

Sitting by my window, thinking about you... I felt an odd shiver running down my spine. Now all of a sudden things become lucid...a new perspective is born and I sense that, yes, I require to tell you what 'I' mean...what 'you' mean and above all what 'my love' means. So I hurriedly pick up a piece of paper and write down down these lines...

I might shed tears but that doesn't mean I'm feeble; I might get irritated but that doesn't mean I detest you; I might resist but that doesn't mean I will give up and finally... I may get hurt but I won't stop loving you! ♥ ♥ ♥

I know that tomorrow might not come for me...I know that we may never end up being together...but I also know that nothing and no one can take away my love for you. It will never cease...It will never be worn-out and above all… it will never fail to give a test when considered necessary.  

I love you with all the love I have, I trust you with all the trust I have!

Waiting for you...

Love!

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someday...

‎...it hurts to see you go, it hurts to know life will never be the same again, it hurts to face the reality but what makes the journey worthwhile is the belief that someday...yes maybe someday, you'll be mine!!!

realised...

...has determined that from today, come what may in life...Ankita Mitra will let none take away her sunshine, will live life with a smile and above all take care of each day as a fresh one (read: forget the grief, not lament, move on and not let any soul concern her)! 
But above all... she’ll dance with her out-stretched wings to the rhythm of her pulse than just being a mute spectator!!

What is this!

People say that when in love it starts suffocating, the love dies. But I ask...what if one starts to love the suffocation? Will it still be called suffocation or simply love?
-just a random thought!!

Laugh, Live, Love & Die

Somewhere beyond the tears in her eye,

 Lays a buried wish to laugh that has almost died.

With her heart’s wing tied & soul caged,

There rests wisdom that goes beyond all age.

Yearning to be freed from fate’s vicious grasp,

Her dreams in a glass bottle lay clasped.

No questions to ask, for answers she’ll get none,

Pretty much the way life snatched her smile & fun.

But one day her heart desires to live its dream,

Laughing, living, loving & ending it finally in death’s silent stream.  

Power of We!

I met you only to realise that I cannot live without you,

I found warmth the warmth in your touch that made me feel so new.

You’ve made me a woman from just a little girl,

You’ve shown me the way reality unfurls.

When you hold me in your arms it makes me feel so complete,

The strength you’ve give me I know will never deplete.

Every word you say means so much to me,

I never knew the essence till you showed me the power of— we!

Journey of a Woman

Born as soft as the petal of a rose,
A tenderness to a heaven so close.
Her enclosed hands seem to hold so much gravity,
while she sends across a message of divinity.
Such is the beauty of a baby girl,
Whose silence is as pure as a pearl.

A few weeks later she opens her eye,
to see the world of limitless sky.
Beginning to learn from her mother, the ways of the world,
she also enjoys being her, 'daddy's girl.'
Playing with dolls and her little kitchen-set,
at a tender age, in friendship she gives tests.
Sometimes a loving daughter, sometimes a caring sister,
she aspires to fulfill her dreams and learns to bind the world together.

With adolescence comes a phase of responsibility and trust,
that forms her heart's actual crust.
Her eye starts searching for her prince charming,
who would one day on a white mare come riding.
But with lessons from her mother on virtue and dignity,
she learns to handle life with grace and maturity.

Next she spreads her wings into the land of her husband,
leaving and yet holding back the abode of her parents.
She learns the art of binding together a family,
while brushing aside he ego to see clearly.
Many a times life puts up a question to her of, "Why?"
she replies back with an attitude of never say die.

Now in her womb she carries a new life,
whom she'll now teach to grow up, struggle and strive.
With a smile that pulls a million heart,
and a touch that leads a healing to start.

With age, experience and the right wisdom,
a woman learns to define freedom.
A daughter, sister, friend, wife and mother,
Is the life of a girl who binds the universe together.

Random...

Have you ever woken up with a thought that won't leave you...a thought that won't free you, even though you have nothing to do with it. With me its a daily story and somehow I've learnt to accept and learn something out of it.

But what happens when the dream speaks something you've been avoiding. Here is what happened with me...

“It’ll never be the same again,” have heard many people saying it... but felt its tremors only when the heart whispered it for the ones I've loved the most. Strangely enough, now I know that I too will never be the same. Every step that I take, every move that I make will be an inch further away from you all.

I worshiped you but you broke the very essence of my trust. 

Oh! how I wish the time could be turned...the love returned. Now its impossible!

Oh my dream is but only a dream!!

I beseech thee!

Who art thou?

Mystery or only a river that mutely flows, 

Embracing this desolate life's highs and lows.

Thy enchantment engulfs the dark and obstacles in thy way, 

And yet ye encounter the unpleasant tides without even a melee!

Who art thou Lady? I beseech thee to speak!

With thy healing power to quench life's thirst,

When angry ye can sink the wretched in earth's crust.

Like a lover, thou caress with a tender touch, 

Whilst in anger, thy rage only tumultuous tides can vouch.

Who art thou Lady? I beseech thee to speak!

Thou absorb the world's affection and hatred, 

Moving along life's course and enclosing each mystery in thy heart's casket.

I kneel before thee, now totally tired and weak. 

Unfold thy mystery; 

Who art thou Lady? I beseech thee to speak!

Sparkle with a hope!

With a sparkle in her eye and a silent wish in her heart;
She awaits the day when it would have a bright new start.
A paradise of affection, nourished with care,
Her soul longs for a world so fair.
Where love would have a sacred touch,
Without any inhibition or the society's envious clutch.
Wishing at every moment tear-drops stay away...
And a blanket of bliss envelops her day.

Sparkle

With a sparkle in her eye and a silent wish in her heart;

She awaits the day when it would have a bright new start.

A paradise of affection, nourished with care,

Her soul longs for a world so fair.

Where love would have a sacred touch,

Without any inhibition or the society's envious clutch.

Wishing at every moment tear-drops stay away...

And a blanket of bliss envelops her day.