Rain and Love

the rain still lingers

just like your taste

it doesn't matter what

was washed away

cause you're on my lips

the battering sound

of the windows

helped me to sleep

like a lullaby being sung

especially for me

my eyes open

into the same direction

like i daily do where

my beautiful plants

sit and bloom

every morning i find

previous day's wilted flower

and a fresh new bud

reminiscent of our love

blossoming each night

i feel cold but

comforting too for

the earthy aroma

has the power being

a natural healer

i still lay in bed staring

at your tranquilness

i do this all the time

for the fear you'll be

gone soon after

-©Auldrin❤

The underground library (TheTelegraphicTales)

This story goes back to the year 2010, in the month of february when I was in eleventh standard. Every weekend I used to go to south extension, Delhi, Aakash institute for medical coaching. You must have heard about its extensive market. One fine day an underground library caught my eyes and after my classes were over I went there. Aaahhh the inside was so mesmerizing that I felt high as if someone pushed my type of drug directly into my veins. Being a teenager I went upto the romance section to check out the old classics but a boxed set of Stephenie Meyer’s “Twilight” made me stop. It was so beautiful that I felt the need to buy it immediately yet somehow I controlled my thirst for another day and planned how to trick my mother to come along with me the next day. My plans worked sequentially to bring mum for dropping me at the centre saying that the class started early, which on reaching she saw there’s still time so we decided to go strolling around the place and happened to find an underground library. So finally I played my trump card that my birthday was in another 6 days and how about she buy me a gift here only. As pleasing as I sounded she agreed too since it was a reasonable point. After a few minutes, I held the boxed set in my arms happily like a new born baby with tears of joy in my eyes and greed of when I would start reading it.
Suddenly I fell down to the earth after being on cloud nine for a while. You know you cant trick mothers they have an inbuilt basic instinct of catching every possible mischief that you intend to do. She took the box and gave me the first book saying I can have one for now but the remaining I shall get on my birthday. Still being satisfied I agreed as just one book was so thick it would anyhow take me 4-5 days to finish reading.
Soon I was captured in the maze of words created by the author and like its vampire character craved to read more and more and more. Sleepless & hungry like a beast I was coming towards the end of the book after approximate 20hrs of buying so I eagerly started searching for the other books wondering where can mother hide them. The search mission was a bliss when I found the beautiful box lying at the bottom-most shelf of an almirah in the store room where apparently she thought it was wise to hide. Well I too being her daughter had my share of victory but to also respect her decision, somewhat indirectly as my childish brain could think, I kept back the first novel and took the second one of the series for I knew she would only count the number of novels in the box rather than reading the names. Genius! wasn’t I ? hahaha..yes ofcourse..and so it happened that in a span of 5 days I had finished all the four novels of the series when finally on the 6th day, which was my birthday she gifted me the remaining ones.
I told her the truth about this just few weeks back when I was home, cleaning my inhouse-library, when I remembered those times I used to secretly read books especially at night in the torch light, expecting some scoldings to my surprise all she did was laugh and there came out those three little words "I always knew!". I sheepishly smiled watching her face which was filled with so much love.
Mothers are so unpredictable. This story is like one those beautiful memories we shared and the ones yet to come.
Sayonara friends.
©Auldrin❤

Naked

Dim yellow lights!

That fear of impossible
The faith, that its possible
By force or by choice
That one decisive voice
The mind struggles with
When heart is against it
But we surrender to that
Invisible yet bleak moment 
Between blunder & mistake
Where everything feels right
In those dim yellow lights!

VK©

3️⃣ Ab firse jab baarish hogi...

Ab firse jab baarish hogi
Un boondon ke bich kahin
Teri aahatein bhi sang hongi
Bheegne par kya fikar kya sochna
Jab sardi ka ilaaj apne saath hi hoga

Ab firse jab baarish hogi
Zameen par girte pani ke saath
Hawaon me humari deewangi judegi
Mitti ki khushboo jab rooh ko chhu legi
Keechad se latpat bhi khushi hi milegi

Ab firse jab baarish hogi
Jaise boondein milne par ek hoti
Waise humari saansein milengi
Ek hi dhun me hum do basenge
Ek hi pyaar me hum do sajenge

Ab firse jab baarish hogi
Ek tu ek main aur kuch dhadkane
Aur fir hum, sirf hum rahenge...

The sadist love!

C'mon go through my face,
Agonized by this silence.
Just look into my eyes,
For the hunger it hides.
Once closer, hold my waist,
Feel my body shiver.
Now hold my angry hands,
Eager to grab your collar.
Then check out my lips,
Waiting to touch yours.
See how I am resisting,
The animal that lies within.
Your intimidating power,
To which I want to surrender.
Come closer, don't be apart,
Just sense my racing heart.
Are you being a sadist, my love?
Taking pleasure of my situation.
You pass by me, smiling,
Embarking on bullet firing.
Baby you just have no clue,
What all I am going through.
I try forgetting you, time & again,
You won't let me, stubborn man.
Eventually I lose all my words,
Silly I behave, my bravery lost,
Half-when I search for you,
Completely, the moment I see you.
~VK©

The new beginnings (Part-3)

Some relationships are "COINCIDENTAL". This one needed more words than just a poem.

She was one simple girl, crazy within and lively outside. He was one shy guy, passionate within but calm and composed on the outside, as if there was a sea within him, the waves of which only he could hear. Time and again they would sit together at lectures, making small talks leading to no where, but they both were very observant about every word the other said. Perhaps their minds were already connected, only matter of time for them to realise.
2 A.M. one cold night, cold because it had been raining a lot, lying on the bed though miles away from each other, both sleepless and full of thoughts. She kept her phone silent, suddenly her screen became bright, there was a text message! Even with closed eyes she knew it was her phone, she checked the message and his name flashed on the screen. Bewildered and confused, for a while she was lost, conscious yet unconscious. She tried being casual asking him how he got her contact and why was he texting at this hour? He tried being smart saying from a mutual friend and that he had a doubt about a topic of the class. Slightly their cheeks lifted, his right and her left. It was slowly turning into a saga, there was always "this" urge of talking to each other though they would never talk anything else but class topics.
One day she came out of a store, someone grabbed her arm and pushed her against the wall. It was HIM, both breathing heavily, as he exhaled she inhaled and vice versa. She could feel her heart pounding with gush of emotions, her hands trembled to push him away because she didnt want to. His arms were tight around her waist, he was close, very close, hardly few milimetres apart. His nose smelling her hair, made her bite her lip, but he was resisting himself so hard, controlling the animal inside him for he didn't want to scare her away. He seemed perplexed about what was she doing near his home, is she a stalker? he wondered. But she wasnt, it was just a mere coincidence, and she ran away from there not looking back again.
Like I said, some relationships are coincidental. Even after no contact for months, they met again, accidentally ofcourse, at a dancing festival in the rain! He didn't ask for permission, just held her with some strength as if she belonged to him, taking her to the dance floor and she automatically started dancing to his tunes. There were noises of whistling, clappings, cheers but none of them reaching their ears. Except for the contact (which they actually never used for anything but only class doubts), the only thing they knew about each other were the EMOTIONS. How her smile worked as a magic fire melting his heart, how his touch gave her a shivering down the spine, how her shining eyes gave him the most beautiful light of his life and how his voice always found its way to her soul.
Now how would you feel if I tell you, all of this is real? No fiction, they are still bumping into each other by mere coincidences of their fates and that they are actually loving it, testing their luck, more and more, day by day, waiting for "THAT" one day when they finally decide to be together forever and share their FIRST KISS!!!