HibernationLetters 30

Dated-28/01/2018

For past couple of weeks every Sunday morning I have been going for walks on the empty streets of the Kolkata station. Perfect winter mornings with a cool breeze apt enough just to make your nose tip cold. There is a place where one can stand and see a long road, wide open, nothing filling that void. You stand there and just breathe. Breathe till every single cell in your brain wakes up to think. Then think about life and how amazing it is to be alive. To live another day inhaling the fresh air. You realise there is a destination. It might be a peregrination but in the end you will be relaxed.
Good morning fellas!

Till here all this was almost half a year ago...
Now
Today...

When I found this piece again I was overwhelmed by the thoughts of what I'd planned then and how much things have changed since then.
I am a little scared to tread forward but excited as well for the new journey of my life. Though everything is still uncertain yet I'm hopeful to find what I've always been searching for.
We all dream till life takes its turns but I would say nomatter how our lives turn out to be, we should never stop dreaming high.

Dreams make us an optimist!
They fill us with such positive energy that we are always ready to fight.
Like I am here fighting for myself and I know soon I will win for sure!

P.S. Always remember, time and patience does wonders!
Smiling beautifully
Auldrin

Clear

The last Sunday (TheTelegraphicTales)

Today is the last Sunday of my one year's Internship. After all the night shifts as well as night outings today I wanted to spend the morning sitting in a cafe, sipping my favourite masala tea, watching the uninterrupted rain through a large window and reading an old classic 'Wuthering Heights'. Being in the cafe for a while I looked around suddenly when I realised I was surrounded with different couples. I could overhear some of their stories and the diversity of the conversations fantasized me. Like Savi Sharma's 'Everyone has a story'  I started jotting down theirs. Couple A was on the table just next to mine, they were probably meeting for the first time, a set up by two families who wanted to fix them into a wedlock. Couple B was a newly married one out for a Sunday brunch to enjoy the romantic weather of the city. Couple C, well not a couple I guess as the guy remained constant but the girl/s were like the value of 'x', different and unknown. He seemed young to be such a Casanova type, I could infer that he chose a central location of the city to meet all of them, intelligent! Couple D being my favourite as the old couple finally got the time in their life to spend it with each other, the kids were settled with a family and they didn't mind being alone for it seemed in the race of life while trying to settle their kids they missed out on each other a lot. Now was the time to enjoy the passion again which was once so alive. I never thought about listening into other's lives, secretly stealing their stories but they amazed me. How different people can be at a single place at the same time but with such diversity. On the fifth table was a young girl trying her best to please her new client into doing business together. Her words had such a power and fineness while she spoke that no matter I understood nothing about the business yet I felt mesmerized. Alas! It was me in the last table with my love beside me whose eyes constantly stared to see the glitters in mine. Aaah..I fell in love today, all over again, with this city of Joy.

~©Auldrin❤

Garnering pieces

For long now

I have endured,

like a wanderer

on this path.

One by one

being acquainted,

day by day

getting befriended.

A part of me

they know,

a piece of me

I share.

Eventually,

forging ahead

yet leaving

a trail behind.

With only

a little hope

that one day

someone

would go on a quest,

to garner

all those stories

& know me

once and for all.

Kolkata

One Journey Lived Twice!

Twice, they actually met

The first time, introduced

Having a circle of friends

Second when one's eyes

Captivated by the other's 

No more meetings demanded!

Twice, there was intoxication 

First, when he selected formals

Wore the tux with a red tie

Second, when she appeared

Wearing same color saree

The attire, he just dreamed about!

Twice, everything was perfect

First, when they moved on

And left their past behind 

Second, over the future

Present was chosen

It was all so beautifully right!

Twice, were they happiest

First, in the ceremony

Which bound them together

Second, when they shared it

By bringing into the world

Two adorable new lives!

Twice, they were rebellious

First, when they had convinced

Two familes to accept them

Second, when they fought

To fulfill all the wishes, dreams

Their children ever saw!

Twice, felt their true love  

First, time he lively sang

As she danced to his tunes

And the last time,

Alongwith pain & despair

When one had to pull the plug off!

~VK©