Love is always in the air!

Love is always in the air! When it somehow touches you limping, you feel you are on top of a hill breathing the freshest mass of air. Airborne Imagination kisses you. It gives you fairy white wings. You travel with wind. And yet again, if you feel you need same mint air, when you are really atop a mountain- you're suffocating in love. You become the sheep shaped cloud which doesn’t cause rain. You dissolve into air.
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A Shiny Hope!

You were here when I stepped in.

The surprise in which I’d been was my prelude to the love for you.

The state of daze you were in, made you lose your steps.

You walked into my room.

I entered following You,

You walked back- touching me not!

I looked at you. Silence.

You looked at me. Silence.

Those few seconds we were not strangers.

I felt the tremble of your heart.

I presume your heart also had felt the same.

I heard the sound of a distant rain – You were nearing to me.

But you walked out.

Wasn’t I wrong? Or my preconceptions were?

I saw you walking away. I awoke. You gifted me a longing, a Shiny hope of love!

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I see a few stars growing from the sea!

I see a few stars growing from the sea.

You said they are guitars falling from the unlit sky.

I differ. You differ.

He thought they are yellow tulips thrown into the sea.

He differs!

We all differ! And we fight, until one cry.

Why do we differ seeing the same wavy strokes?

We are people, but not same people. So we differ.

And we fight, and we fight. We all differ.

I still see the roots.

Do you yet see the strings?

He still thinks it as few pulpy flowers to be kissed by the fish!

At last we all agree. We surely see the sea.

And continue to fight, until we all cry.

Untouchables!

Once I asked my father why our clan has been refereed to as ‘Untouchables’. He replied - "We are the sons of this soil, no sun is going to burn us into ashes nor is any deluge going to take us into some unknown isles. Do you know why? We are 'Untouchables!' - He smiled.
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