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Our maple love ?

Posted on October 30, 2020October 30, 2020by Kanika

A crisp, amber polished surface of asymmetrical maple leaves covering the ground & dazzling our senses. Senses that are already ignited as we unfold our lives in front of each other while strolling through the thick royal boulevard and Nature’s spirit of overturning the past; Autumn. My foot advances in a leisurely gait while stealing a glance at your face which radiates the same sparkling brilliance as the shining star in brownish daylight. Seeing you pleasantly smiling at my inane remark you catch me off guard when each edge of your finger clutches mine, softly melting in its resting place.
My glossy hair comes to my rescue to hide the excitement where as the space between my fingers boldly gives away the purpose of why those were present in the first place; admitting it was meant to be filled by yours.
My cheeks radiate the vivacious red color mirroring the attractive avenue we are surrounded by. Looking at those splendid maple trees spanned across like golden & deep pumpkin orange blanket we take steps harmonically with Chopin’s Nocturnes (op9) note playing in my head making it look like a motion-picture show. Trails of dramatic change in this peaceful, spectacular surrounding asking us to give in ,the loveliest stretch reaching the pinnacle of colors touching our instincts on high alarm. The transformation of trees in stunning shades of orange, red and yellow echoing our emotions of apprehensions, edginess to be finally be amused by each other.

I feel autumn was whisked in our lives to accept the change and leave the past behind with dignity and no regrets. The profound effects of nature make us live in the moment without any guilt or precondition for it to keep on happening till we last. Far from the hustle-bustle we, the only living beings witnessing crimson turned hearts and leaves together in the slowest pace. Clouds form far away and slight cold breeze brushes my hair getting rid of my thick rescuer strands where you catch a glimpse of my flushed smile defining our ‘Maple Love’

It’s autumn again and I relive the moment years after.

It’s remarkable to admit the way our brain works, acting like a mini camera capturing the most meaningful moments and safely tucking away in the trunk full of rusty memories, so we can draw those out whenever we want and play it with eyes closed.
It’s a boon and monstrous both, when those memories choose to stay by our side. It’s just

few moments become our personal ‘forever’.

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Poetry
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- Story Poems

He calls me ugly!!

Posted on September 29, 2020by Kanika

We are friends, we hang out.
Sometimes sit over the walls
of an abandoned yard
legs flailing like Humpty Dumpty,
looking, judging, giggling
over each passer-by.
I think I like him
but he calls me ugly.

He smiles adorably at me
when I get excited over the mangoes
that fall from a nearby tree.

He keeps all the stationery items
ready before our exam
since he’s aware I tend to forget
everything because of my all sorts of
jittery feelings during assessments.

He calls me stupid
because I watch the herd
of cows with their backs
swelling in and out like a wave
while crossing the road
as some kind of free entertainment.

I wear spectacles less often now.
I think my eyes are beautiful
and I want to show him
the only good-looking aspect I have
over my average body
and infant-like tiny crooked teeth.

He rummages through my
books and candies-loaded bag
and manages to find my fat spectacles somehow.
Every time!
And then calls me ugly
while placing it on my nose.

He sometimes misses his cricket practice
because I have frequent tiffs with my parents
for letting me choose the
career I feel I can be best at.

He says he will come
and talk to my parents.
So they let me do whatever
I want to do in life.
I laugh at his audacity.

At times, I do steal instances
to avenge him.
I call him stupid and ugly
and can’t stop laughing.

His childlike pout makes
my heart flutter again.
Why does he bear with me so much?
He again calls me ugly.
Why do I feel pretty when he calls me that?
When did this ‘ugly’ word
become so personal to me?

If ever, each relationship gets
as ugly as this one is
I’ll never look for
any beauty in this world.

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Poetry

A letter to the one I fell in Love with….

Posted on September 17, 2020September 17, 2020by Kanika

I am not sure how to pen this down because I can go on and on without taking a break.
The feeling of being around the same person round the clock and not get sick of it, I’d define this as Love in my language.

There was no love at first sight with you, no violins in the background, no flowers blooming around but something just came over me and I realized how happy I was. My life changed drastically after you entered into my personal space. Though the best parts of my life remained the same but the worse ones didn’t seem that bad after all.
Years had passed and I never developed a habit of leaning on people but you made me realize depending on the right person never disappoints you.

I never felt as free as I did around you. Like I always had wings, always wished to fly but never really bothered. I had forever been a free-spirited person but your little nudge made me soar high with more confidence. You, so flawlessly untapped the talents out of me.

Being with an over-thinker takes a toll on self but I never saw you cringe at it. You listened patiently, tried to understand, and always knew if the words of encouragement are required or the space to clear my mind. You always understood my moods better & knew exactly what I wanted to eat to cure my swings.

I knew it when we had special brunches instead of date nights. I knew it when a non-dancer slow danced with me on a playlist of my favorite songs to make our moments special.

The smile or the grin you adorned while I walked towards you, made me sure those eyes always looked for me. I liked traveling around but with you walking a few steps till the tea shop made me ecstatic.

I saw the excitement in your eyes for the things that mattered to me. There were no gray areas or mixed signals to confuse me. You stamped the existence of old-fashioned love hard enough for me to realize that I wasn’t wrong in demanding sincerity or loyalty from the one you love.

I liked the idea of you being interesting only with me. This automatically pushed people away marking my position stronger than anyone.

People usually drift apart after a fight but I fell for you more at that time because of the way you put across your opinions by not disrespecting the other person. The way you stood up for yourself but never wounded my self-worth, surely earned my respect for you. It was proven arguing never means insulting the other person. You can disagree without stripping off your partner using ruthless words.

You held your beliefs so strongly yet were the simplest and down-to-earth person who spoke his mind without being rude. The gentleness in your voice wasn’t just for me but for everyone.

Whenever I asked for any opinion you gave me an unbiased view yet pushed me to have more confidence in my own judgment. With you, even the lowest days became an adventure. And it became so evident why it never worked out with anyone before. I was never in doubt. Your eyes spoke volumes of your surety.

My myriad mind runs everywhere but it’s then when I realized, is only fixated on you. It was so real, so right. There was no rush, no drooling over but oh, so much peace.
Your warmth, your sense of security considering me as your responsibility being fully aware I could take care of myself made me resolute about the kind of people I deserve around myself.

Though I had found myself before I met you but it wasn’t any lesser fact that I never lost myself after meeting you. You made me make peace with my worst nightmares. You changed me in a way that I fell for myself each day, bettering myself, improving myself. I became kinder, more generous, confident, and ambitious to prove myself more to you. You know you are with ‘the one’ when you start loving yourself more.
Even in your own flaws, you were so perfect to me that I would never want to change anything in you. I felt like my search had ended after I met you. I’ve reached a destination never knowing of the journey.
There were no pleasing breeze, slow motions, or background songs yet every freaking thing was felt.

Like they say “Insan ke sath pyar karo to sab hota hai’.

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Free Writings

You are the Sunlight…

Posted on September 10, 2020by Kanika

The wind, the skies, the fields, my whole universe revolves around you. You are much more than the words can ever explain. The smile on your face, twinkles in my eyes wherein my each heartbeat is devoted to make that happen. The craving I have to look at you one more time are like the glimpses of heaven for me. Its where my uproar rests in tranquil state.
My loneliness that knew nothing except darkness now welcomes your light through a keyhole devouring my nights piece by piece.

The kind of love you carry lasts the ages. So when that love is ill-treated it makes me livid. I go insane when it isn’t valued, appreciated or returned with equal elegance. I feel like somebody jabbed a piercing weapon into my skin, pulled out my heart and placed it in front of me where it is frantically suffering and I, being all helpless, cannot do anything except witnessing it till it breaks. I can sacrifice my entire world for you and your smile. I believe I was made for you, that my demons surrendered and sworn to fight off yours to offer the love you deserve. This is how my craziness finds peace near you and allowing you to enter into my prayers.
You are the sunlight people can’t bear to stand for long. Though you try to adapt in the clouds for them but this isn’t what you are supposed to do. You need to shine as bright as possible even if it makes people turn away from you.

Those yearnings, wailings go beyond my control where I long to touch you, to hold you, to be close to you yet I have my fill when an alluring little curve adorns your face than any other jewels ever could. This inexplicable edgy feeling which makes me run towards you all the time, rests so peacefully after looking into your eyes. Those powerful desires having meager demands just to see you one more time, is nothing less than a miracle.
Restless are those who try to find peace in the worldly things, for my soul rested calmly after a taste of your alluring gaze.

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Poetry

When a hard-hearted falls in love!

Posted on August 23, 2020August 23, 2020by Kanika

I was all alone sipping my carefree life when suddenly a guy with fat spectacles, questioning eyes and folded arms came up to me & asked
“Why? Why would do it? Why would you mess it up?”
I couldn’t help but giggle at my lovesick buddy who had been hit hard by cupid’s arrow.

What could I say? I had been trying to find an answer myself. What came over me after I met you? How can someone be as indispensable as the air you breathe, that you search for them everywhere- unknowingly, unconsciously, unexpectedly.

One exquisite taste of her innocence and I knew I had been enchanted by a sorceress. When she looked at me with those angelic eyes, demure charm, and her gullible look it ignited a fire within, driving me wild, consuming me with a passion or an obsession of keeping her safe. Keeping her pure soul protected from the ugliness of the world.
An egotistical person who knew nothing about giving could easily understand the words now “ a true measure of love is to love without any measure”. Something stirred in me that day, and I wasn’t the same person anymore.

Bitten by a love bug, I was lost in your thoughts. Dreaming, fantasizing because I couldn’t get enough of you.
Your eyes were an ocean and I, ignorant of the fact, was a thirsty soul that kept drowning in you.
The deeper I went fervent my need became. Surrendering to that need I emerged as an entirely different person. As if all my energy was now directed towards something more meaningful.

I thought I controlled my life. My goals, my ambitions, my not-so-caring attitude were my slaves and I could maneuver them per my wish but now I feel all this was an illusion. I was hopelessly in love with you and I wanted you to have all of me to keep me in this euphoric bond.

A rainbow takes time to come out but when it does it covers every inch of the sky like you covered every inch of my heart. This was you changing each cell in my body. An unpolished, ungrateful soul appreciating the earthly things after a rendezvous with an unearthly beauty.
I used to laugh at people calling them hopeless romantics little did I know that I’d be the part of Universe’s sweet revenge to feel the power of love, introducing me to a person who would knock down all my walls which I never knew existed to being with. Forget about the butterflies in the stomach, I had vibrations all over my body but I felt I found my foothold. I always had been indifferent to emotions but as they say, the indifferent one is the one who always feels the most.
More importantly, I felt at peace.
The roller coaster ride from being a careless, inflexible, self-absorbed person to the one who only wanted to be a better human, I found my answer:

Why did you become so important to me.