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My world upside down

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I sat whimsically looking at my kids

I wonder from where to start

and where to stop

the mess around me

had turned my thoughts bushy and wild

I wondered was it just me?

or every other mom in the world like me

lost in wondering thought

feel like solitude is a bliss at times

I look at them, at times lost in my thoughts half way

as they keep doing their mischiefs

beguiling me and my lost mind

was I mad? or really lost the grip of my anger?

the world around me was moving faster

and I sat there idle watching it like a clown

one goes this way, while the other goes another way round

as I walk towards my daily chores

which keeps building up like a mountain overnight

the mom is me was lost in thoughts

when the little ones were gaining the momentum

and gained the control of my home

The soon I decided to ignore

the easier it was for me to relax

even though the world was upside down around me

Yet their smiles made me feel that the world was right around me.

She was chained …

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The busy roads

Vehicles running past here and there

everyone busy in mobiles or reading newspapers

the world around her was revolving faster

faster than her heart beat

every second flashed through

the time was ticking quickly

she wanted to hold a second in her hand

and sweep through every microsecond in it

living through the moments

she wished she could live every second with him

looking into his eyes, feeling his warmth

forget the rushing world around them

just them in the whole world

where they could love and be one again

none has time, even when they can find time

she battled among the loneliness and the crowded world

emotions caused a huge shadow where she resisted herself to be one among the crowd

she was all alone, even when thousands were holding her hands

she thought it was her inner self, pulling her away from everything around her

she smiled hiding her tears, battling with the tears rolling out of her eyes

the feelings were crushed under the feets of others

who knew her, but never realized her dreams

she dreamt of running away throwing away all the shackles of emotions

but the chains were stronger, that it wounded her soul, more than her body

the wounds never healed, it bled and bled enough that she forgot the pain

as her body was lost in the space

She looked out of the window for the hope

a hope that let her live the afflictions

the agony of being alive till the hope arrives one day to revive her

her soul waited for the moment to liberate from her tortured mortal

she stayed up all along with contemplation.

A Christmas Memory

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As she was away from home, away from everything back in her native place. The newfound place was totally unfamiliar. It was a cool winter snowy morning and although she knew she is new to the place, she wants to walk around the place and enjoy what is there hidden too. Her eyes always strayed across to find something that is different and cherishes them forever. The building and the snow covered streets were something she has been seeing ever since she arrived in Swiss. It was only a first-time fascination about the new place.

The coldness crept onto her body. It was like every part of her was going numb. The coldness crawled into her, slowly moving up to her lips and making it dry, then she felt nothing. Her snow kissed lips and hands were loosing the sign of warmthness. She realized it too soon and wore her gloves, and it was all like she was in some other hot hands. The coldness slowly slid out of her sleeves, giving her tiny hands the warmth. The warmth she was longing for.

As she walked little further away from her apartment with her kid in hand. She reached some busy streets. All red, green, shiny decorations on the walls. It was then she realized it was “Christmas”. She bends down to tell her daughter “its Christmas dear”.

They both walked down the walkways watching many purchase items for their Christmas, the streets were filled with small wooden huts, well decorated with bells, tinsels, string lights, ribbons, wreaths etc. The smell of fresh baked bread was filling in the cold air. The snow has never stopped them, they all were busy purchasing and wishing each other.

Everybody Smiled at her, even though none knew her. It was a happy place, there was friendliness in the air. Age or illness never stopped them from being outside their homes. She enjoyed the friendliness and the aura of the place.

“Mamma see a giant Christmas tree “, pointed her daughter. As they both stood watching the giant Xmas tree, she could recollect joy of celebrating Christmas in her old times.

It was entirely different as compared to this. There were Santas, angels singing Carols, sweets, balloons and Churches all decked up and streets packed with people. The Plum cakes which she used to get at homes and much more.

Every place celebrates the joy of Christmas in a different way. She enjoyed the day in the snow land and happily cherished the memory of a hi-fi Xmas and brought her family a good cake to cut in and have. The beauty was indeed something more to Cherish in.

In loving memory of a long Lost Christmas in Snow.