Embracing Good Vibes

Embracing Good Vibes

By Radhika Ravindra16 Comments
It's been a while since you had a light hearted conversation, A long talk with someone which intoxicates your soul, A discussion that disentangles your intertwined thoughts, With tales of hope being the small capsules of a hopeless day.   It's been a while since you embraced the serenity, As you inhaled the scent of damp ground underneath, Exchanging rhapsodical gazes with your partner, While observing the beatific sunset as its colors blended gradiently.   It had been a while since you gazed at the long stretch of oceans, Stirring the heart as it radiated good vibrations into your soul, The blowing wind on your face detaching your worries away, As you sat quietly devouring the good vibes and its majestic purity.   They say Miracles happen when you do something without being asked, Maybe you should start by giving something to the world, Maybe a smile? A little compliment? A helping hand? You can’t harvest a field of good vibes if you don’t plant the seed of gratitude.   Complain less, be thankful and generous. Don’t expect you will receive...
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Dance

Dance

By Radhika Ravindra20 Comments
I dance to the rhythm of melodic hymns Feeling every movement of my body grasp the beat I whirl with grace to express happiness And swing with steadiness to portray misery. I perform, I breathe, I feel my pain disappear Spurging out my feelings in the most beautiful manner Balloons of ecstasy exploding in my heart Whirling, Twirling and sorting my worries apart. I tap my feet and jump and prance Grooving my shoulders to the music and dance I spin with my toes glued to the ground While cold air envelopes me as I roll around. It's like an escape from the real world Letting a sense of euphoria unfurl As I feel it in my flesh and bones That sends my soul into an amusement zone. I throw my hands up in the air Shake my head and close my eyes Twerk my hips or pout my lips Sending every part of my body into an astounding bliss. With Fire in the heart And Sparkle in my eyes Grace in the arms And dynamism in my legs. Pleasure in the mind Electricity in...
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Inside

Inside

By Sarvesh Antapurkar2 Comments
You look tired. Weary. Lanky. Upset. I see your eyes and I know it. I know you are trying. Trying to be strong. And giving all you can. It's full of selflessness. You are full of it. And yet here you are. All screwed and at the edge. Verge of giving it up. Everything around seems to resist you. Resist the change in you. And you end up doing what you think you won't ever do. You fight yourself over what is right and what is easy. It's dilemmatic. It's tough. And most importantly, it's not you. You were clear always. But no more. You feel shadowed in your own dark. But is this the end? Well, you don't know. So wait not. Keep fighting. Fight for the right. It won't be easy. Dumbuldor said so. Just laugh out loud. Look back and pat your back for the long way you have covered. And plunge inside the dark. Light it up from within. Or be a plankton. Just glow. Take it easy even when it's not. Sit back for a moment. Listen to Calum Scott telling you that there's a rhythm inside. And then...
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A kiss under a billion stars

A kiss under a billion stars

By Ashutosh Gursale1 Comment
A kiss under a billion stars As the plane took off, my sleepy eyes blurred the lights and wandered to my last memory I created in the city which I won't see again. "Where are we going, Nel?" I asked my best friend who told me nothing but dragged me the moment we left my house. "The flight is in a couple of hours, dude. Not cool." I broke his tight hold around my hand. He turned to me for a brief moment. His face illuminated by the distant lamp post behind me. I'm not sure if I imagined it but I did notice a drop of water tumble down his chin. Tear or sweat? Not sure. Before I could make any more objections he ran off the road. At that moment I realized, yet again, how impossible it always is to talk sense with that idiot. Reluctantly, I ran after him. Unaware of the direction we were headed, I simply followed the sound his heavy footsteps made...
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Stop, let go.

Stop, let go.

By Sarvesh AntapurkarNo Comments
Stop, let go. Just stop. You have been running since long. Just wait here. Take a nap. Calm down and then go. Just stop so that you can see around. Stop and see who else is there. Wait and check if your direction is right. Observe and appreciate the efforts. Just wait here until you catch your breath. And then start again with an enthusiastic scream. Stop and look around. Look and be perplexed by the sight. Take a moment and cheers to those wheels. They kept you on go. And also to the will inside. Appreciate it. Hail to it. The snow on path is dense. Will be. Make sure you don't make snowman everywhere. Snowman are interim. Be the sun that melts them or the snow that makes. Stop, while the dense snow melts out. You deserve the ease. The path hadn't been simple. You chose the right. But now, stop. Right there. Understand that you no more need to understand. Be free of it that weighs you down. Shed it off. You are done. Start to let go and stop holding it...
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Unsung Heroes

Unsung Heroes

By Sarvesh AntapurkarNo Comments
I lie to you dressing in cheap clothes, an old duffel and pretending to be a cable operator. I lie to you washing your car, doing over jobs and making you think I'm poor. I lie to you. I lie to all. and you live on thinking you know me. you know my name, or perhaps the name I told you was mine. you know what I do, and not that what I do is lie. I lie of being a software developer. I lie of working on the weekend. I lie about going to the conference. I lie about all the meetings with the clients. I lie about my whereabouts. I lie about the deals. But perhaps, it is all true. I disguise to look poor. I act as a wallflower. I tell you the truth, and so I scream to all, but all of them are too blind to see perhaps you know me as I'm a software developer deciphering the coded messages working on the weekend as I kill a few sleeper cells conference with the mission operators disguised meetings...
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Best Friends

Best Friends

By Radhika Ravindra16 Comments
Best Friends Who knew we would become best friends, For I remember I used to hate you on the very first glance. But days passed and our bond strengthened in the friendly weather, When we shared both our grievances and fun together. Playing pranks on random people had its own fun, From painting unconscious faces to ringing doorbells and then run, When phone calls made us lose count of time, Sharing secrets and mischief made you my partner in crime. Hanging out devouring on a pizza or two, I would know I was having the best time with you, Teasing our mutuals or bursting out with laughter, Who knew those ecstatic times won't last thereafter. School life came to an end & we parted ways for our future, Promising to remember each other and leaving behind wonderful memories to nurture. Lifestyle got busy, days passed and we didn't meet, But the affection still remained the same when we again planned to greet. Doesn't really happen between just any set of ordinary friends, But only with those who needn't...
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Letter to An Ombrophobic

Letter to An Ombrophobic

By Sarvesh Antapurkar4 Comments
Dear Ombrophobic, I hope this letter finds you in your strength and seeks the news of you holding strong against the only thing that you hate the most in this world; rain. I don't have to wonder thinking about how possibly can anyone hate rains. And the reason is me being an ex-ombrophobic. I know how disgusting it feels to go to work with your sock drenched in mud and water. Or how gloomy and lazy it feels on a rainy morning. I also know how stupid, people sound talking about rain, rather harping about it. And also, the social media. God! That was, perhaps the reason I disliked rains so much. No sooner the rain begins, and floods the drains, your social wall is full of every single person, posting plagiarised posts. One day, irritated by these stupid stuff, abusing the rains, as I sat on my table in my cabin, my vision accidentally fell on the french window. And there, the...
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