All roses come with thorn!!....

But that doesn't mean anything is wrong...

Life is all about the triumphs and tears...

Just don't forget to........ "LIVE your life all along"..!!!

"Please"

Please let me soar my wings...

Please let me rise over the purple sky...

Please let me be at peace...

Please let me fly...

Please teach me how to feel know pain..

Please teach me how to hate the rain...

Please give my life back again

Please teach me how to LIVE again...!!!

"Silence"

How long do you want me to bear this silence
…
Just the rustling leaves, dogs howling, their muffled bark..

The rivers have tranquiled today…

So are the ways we used to walk…


How long do you want me to conceal this pain,

How long do I constrain it in my heart,

Maybe the destiny had other plans…

Is that why we were meant to depart?


I watched you fade away, bleeding over my arms..

The last words you said, “I will forever love you” still 

evokes me in the dark

Time slips away, fades away so swiftly..

The sun has risen again. I call for you, early morning chirps 

of the skylark


I still wait for your return, each day, every moment..

What should I do to hear you say that you have me forgiven

The last autumn leaf has fallen on the ground…it’s cold and dry

How long do you still want me to stand over you grave 

and......."CRY"...?

   Why???

Why are some decisions so hard to take?

Why are some steps so hesitant to make?

What would you do if your decision bled your heart...

What would you do if it scattered your soul apart...

What exactly is right?...Who exactly is wrong...

Is this something we'll always have to face along...

There's a pretentious smile I can see...

But who knows what sadness in your heart can be...

How long can you live your life in an impossible song...

How long can you lie to yourself it will work along...

Is it true there is something we call destiny?..

Or is it just a blind faith that people see?..

How much pain can a human endure...

When will it learn.. Yes, this one's for sure..

Till when are we supposed to start something new..

Knowing it might just end just as those in yoaur past that flew..

Sometimes you become so lost..you lose your way...

Or is it just a habit to go every-time astray...

Will my days always end in the numbness of alcohol and smoke..

Or will there come a time...even I will find happiness amok!!

God please guide the way...please show me a sign...

Please let me rest...let my heart align..

I am tired of living in a world of false hope..

Or should I just end it with a rope??

But then what will happen to my parents and my family's possessed prize...

Because I know it will end with my demise...

Why are the days so dark and gloomy..

Or is it just my misfortune following me..

Is it because of the tears I made people shed..

Or is it because of the hearts that I made people bled...

Why does every way look so confusing to me...

Oh LORD...Please show me a sign..please guide me...!!!!

"Where"

I hail from a place...

Where adornation is unparalleled..beauty undefined...

Where the mystic fog fades..,through the yonder vales and the limitless hills...

Where the lofty mountains shine as blessedly... with the initial morning rays..

Where paradoxysm is possible...and lovers create memoirs forever to lament..

Where "memories" are engraved in every living soul...and will remain eternal for the ages to come..

Where the chill winds gust...brings a smile to your lips and a tear to your eyes...

Where the glass blades glow ethereally after each abated rain..

Where your heart grows fond...temporarily even diminishing your long scarred pain...

Where the cascading rivulets run deep into the lost woods and ravines...timeless as it may seem...

Where contentment cannot be saturated and everything else is but a boundless dream...

Such is my hometown...such is my feeling...

Such is the "Queen of Hills"...such is our "Darjeeling"...

Light at the end of the Tunnel!

Sometimes all you need is a little light at the end of the tunnel...

Life is a journey... many come..some of them stay...some leave...like sieved through a funnel

Sometimes its hard just to keep yourself going...knowing you have

only yourself to carry nd move forward..

But HE gives his strongest battles to those who he knows can fight and not cowards..

December's almost gone..withered is the last leaf......

Life moves on ahead ... Half joy.. Half grief..

Its one life.. one chance.. one channel...

Sometimes all you need is a little light at the end of the tunnel!

 

Still Missing You....

"Still Missing You"

In this lonesome hour of the night...
With every breaking dawn of the light...
With slow fathomable memories of the
sleep...
Memories afloat seeping somewhere in
the deep...

Slow the aeon passing over the
vales...the crowning mountains...
Slow the walk...across the half drenched
rains...
Some mystic ashes of all those past
years...
Ebbing away with those anonymous
tears...

Ages have passed...its winter cold...
The leaves have withered...its dead and
old...
The time is lost...its dreary and past...
Our engraved lines...has been shredded
till the last...

The unknown abyss is yet to be made...
Deep and lonely...slowly I fade....
An angelic hue...a first morning dew...
Though in pain..,
But..,Still missing you....!!

“Live Life…One Moment at a Time”

It’s true that personal thoughts and perceptions matter and differ from individual to individual. But aren’t there some things that we actually agree on?...Humanity, Peace and Love being the very basics.



Years ago, whenever I perceived my life in a metro city, it was filled more with marvel and awe and imagination. Later, I realized “There’s more to it than actually meets the eye”. We move on so quickly in life, we forget to pay attention to the small details that actually matter so much and later we just may realize that “we lost a diamond when we were so busy collecting pebbles”.



The first joy of holding your new born baby, the first smile on your beloved’s lips early in the morning, the first grief of actually losing someone close to your heart. We become so busy in building our career, chasing our dreams, our ambitions that we forget the fact that our life is not actually measured by the number of breaths we take, but number of moments that leave us breathless.



We meet people every day, some we forget. There are some that forget us. Some we leave, others leave us. Some leave impressions on our heart and soul forever. But shouldn’t we be glad for having met all these people. As someone aptly said, everyone we meet teaches us something or the other. It’s up to you what you take and what you leave.



Take time to realize the small things that happen, rejoice in the little ounces of happiness you can grab, share your worries, laugh loudly, love fearlessly, value people who matter and care for your happiness.



But greatest of all,...”Don’t rush through life, Live it …One moment at a time”…



Regards,

Sumiran Ghalay

Existence of Identity.....

As I lay chained down, low on the groveling dust,

My freedom curbed; my wings dreary and parched with heavy shackles.

An ounce of freedom, a long lost dream.

Flightless and tired, I stare at the half paced imagination of arid tears.

I hear half chocked voices harking my name, still unclear, unable to comprehend the semi audible frequencies.

Was it not my uncles…and brothers…and close comrades?

Still soaring mightily above the ocean clad clouds..singing drearily as they  heed our identity.

But how could i? Who has been marred with suffering, veiled through shadowed oppression…

Hopes degraded, dreams faded, …

A century of old glory and famed for the fearless errands,

The soil still drenched with my ancestors sweat and blood.

The atmosphere, that once trembled with the hue and cry of this “flightless warrior”.

Could I soar again?

Could I reclaim the long lost identity of the eroded pasts…that long lost honour?

Could I once again, spread my wings and fly?

Could I once again recover and float fearlessly through the blood stained sky….

An Old Summer Evening with a "Friend"...

When the rest of the world walks away...
When everything seems to be astray..,
Just look behind and you will see me...
Forever willing to walk with "thee"..

There might be times that you have cried..
There might have been times when you did all you could and even harder you tried...
But no more my friend, because I am here to hold your hand..
Take you away to the most serene land...

When the clouds of sadness veils your mind...
When everything seems to be desolate behind...
Remember me once and i will make u smile...
Even if it’s just for a while.,,

The days of sadness are gone now...
Just take my hand and i will vow...
Never will you be lonely again...
Never will you feel anymore pain...

We have been friends and I am here forever to stay...
Not only through your coldest nights but even during your happiest day...
I know you have been through a lot...a lot of struggle and strife...
But trust me my friend, I have been, am and will always be a friend for life...

I hope as you go through these lines...
You remember all those joyful times..
Maybe it’s just those silent walks down Gurgaon's crowded runch...
Or at Lodhi Gardens where I ate all your lunch... 

Thank you for being ma friend...
I know i have you till the very end...
If i ever get to open the chapters of my life again...
I will turn to the page when we first met and you made me forget even my worst days of pain...

Always,
"Me"

"Forever"

Slowly along the twisted, treaded roads of life..
I have treasured everything, from smiles and tears to the joy and the strife...
The faith and trust I had maintained so far, all alone...
"That every cloud has a silver lining...and through darkness, your blessings will someday atone"

From across the maddening echoes, I hear a voice...
I look around, recognize no face...was it really my thoughts echoing or something that had made me it's choice...
The aftermath of that misshapen, berserk mystery...
Still revolving around the pages, each chapter, every moment of my life's history...

I come across an unknown, undefinable shadow...
Veiled beneath the haphazard moving fallow...
A halo encircling the head I see...those innocent deep eyes..revealing some grief, I was unable to comprehend...
Is this another new beginning or just another dead end?...

All unfathomable, tampering thoughts hovering over my head...
Am I really alive or am I already dead?...
What will I do if?...my desires were still unfilled, my prayers were yet to be blessed.,,
Forgotten tears were once again shed...

Then a gentle touch holds my hand...
Wasn't I alone where I now stand?
I recall a hazy figure...just across some distance...
I gaze up with half scarred heart at the same stance,,,

I head on...I see no one...I have none in sight
But then I notice another eccentric thing...a single beam of light?
The destiny had been craven..my hands were gleaming...
I was bereft...I realized I already had my blessing...

With so much hue..through every morning glistened dew...
I saw how all along, I had forever been accompanied by "YOU"...
Across every scene of my life that before me flashed...
I just remembered those moments that "we" together had passed..

Even though... the roses you gave me have already perished,,,
Every single memory we ever spent will always be cherished...
Forever in my heart shall remain, even as this ebbing time lamentingly passes...
"...Even when you are here no more...
And have already turned to ashes...!!"

"Memories"

"'Kolkata - My Story"

Those warm, sultry, summer days at that old city...
Beautiful fragrance of the drenched mud...
Those early morning dew drops on the glass blades...
Some beautiful memories those never fades...

It's been years we've departed...
Our paths...never to cross again...
Then why does my heart ache...
Still why does it "rain"..??..

The first summer raindrops dripping slowly across the face...
Those days of utter silence...
Lost forever...without a trace...

Those sultry days at Kolkata...
Those moments of utter bliss...
Aren't those the moments I lived,..loved...
And now amok I miss...

Those "hot tea" in earthern cups..
In the cold silent winter days...
Those innocent warm hugs...
Those walk besides Rabindra Sarobar lake..watching the sun slowly set...where it forever stays...

Did I do something wrong...
Or was it just not meant to be...
Then still why do I miss "You"...
Why do I still care and crave for "THEE"...???...

The very first meeting across the busy street...Jadavpur 8B I think so...
A blessing in disguise...
An angel...the first thing I know...

Then...
Those never ending meetings at the "Deshopriyo Park"...
Sulking in each others embrace...
Hearing some distant lark...

Wish just for a moment I could be there once again...
Holding your hand...close enough...never to let go of it ever AGAIN...

Kolkata oh! Kolkata...
Oh The City Of Joy...spread across a thousand mile...
Where is my happiness..
Oh! Where is my smile??.....


(This was written by me a long time back just for you...Hope it brings back certain part of our incomplete love story)

"Still Missing You"

In this lonesome hour of the night...
With every breaking dawn of the light...
With slow fathomable memories of the
sleep...
Memories afloat seeping somewhere in
the deep...

Slow the aeon passing over the
vales...the crowning mountains...
Slow the walk...across the half drenched
rains...
Some mystic ashes of all those past
years...
Ebbing away with those anonymous
tears...

Ages have passed...its winter cold...
The leaves have withered...its dead and
old...
The time is lost...its dreary and past...
Our engraved lines...has been shredded
till the last...

The unknown abyss is yet to be made...
Deep and lonely...slowly I fade....
An angelic hue...a first morning dew...
Though in pain..,
But..,Still missing you....!!

WISH...

 

Those silent walks besides the lake,
Those strange steps, we should never take,
Those never ending looks of the silent eye,
Those desperate faltered breaths, lost to die.

Some strange thinking of the innocent past,
Some broken promises never meant to last,
Some vows to be together....forever...
Wish they were a never..

Not so much into the eccentric future,
An obnoxious nature of some futile being,
Awoken amidst the angelic suture,
Born and deprived of all seeing.

Wish a day would come back again,
Where someone so wished, not in pain,
Everything null, some thoughts insane,
Alone here again, I walk the rain...