Dearest Charvi

Dearest Charvi,
As I hold your little form
I realise, that you are me
In all cute and peculiar ways,
Beyond our blood ties,
The same 1000 volt smile,
The same round nose,
The same series of sneezes,
The same scowls and frowns,
All of me in a little you.
Its like seeing an earlier me
When I am looking at you.
I love you to the core,
Not just in bits but in whole.
My world centers around you,
Each day our tale grows new.
And when I think of the day
That you came to me,
I found what I was here to be.
Mutual are our mistakes,
Crazy are the secret tricks.
And as you become my subset
Joy finds me already in bliss,
It tells me you're mine
Written even before our time.

A tangent to two horizons

They were two different people, in two different spaces. He would have always been an alien to her had it not been for him breaking the ice. The mountains have witnessed their first meet, two adventurists with a goal to summit the mighty range. As the climb steadied, their stranger talks revealed more secrets than they could have themselves known. For once, even strangers felt at home. Love was still nowhere in the list and neither did they want to taint the beginning of a wonderful friendship with the complications of love.

The chills of the night were replaced by warmth of their talks. The list was endless and only sleep could make them stop. No wonders the morning held more anticipation and excitement. While the path until yesterday looked beautiful, it seemed heavenly as they climbed rocks, walked through forests, crossed streams and marched in the snow. It's a miracle how your high spirits lift up the merriness in the entire world you see. When they summited, they exchanged a wide smile that said everything felt right and perfect. Himalayas to Mumbai was a journey they never wanted to end but once back home, they were so engaged in each other that a distance of 60 kms made no difference. Togetherness could indeed be found on phone and WhatsApp.

Getting back home meant getting back to work too. The adventurers knew the wanderers in each other but professional introduction was somehow seldom touched upon. She was into Finance while he was an Engineer. While she immersed herself in budgets and travelled across the Excel sheets and SAP, he buried himself in AutoCAD. Reports and Analytics took over the WhatsApp chats and nights triggered early sleep. She worked 9-7 while he would sometimes be required on-site at as early as 4am. Post Financial year ends, she found all her weekends at work while he looked forward to meeting her to on a Sunday. He would make plans for the weekends on the preceding Mondays while she remained undecided till Fridays. She worked on numbers, he on machines. While she struggled with Budgets and Projects, he competed with theories. Work kept them miles away, lunch brought them to hear each other's smiles.

Only he knew how much he wanted to tally her Balance Sheet. Only she knew how she wanted to be his best developed project ever. Destiny was on its job to bind them together.

STAY

STAY

You're that icecream
Which melts with delight,
You're that pristine color
With no second shade,
You're that mountaineer
Who climbs with a sunkissed face,
You're that sweetheart
Who abandons cupid's arrow,
You're that bodyguard
Which looks more of a scarecrow,
You're that one page
With rich stories untold,
You're that ray of hope
Hagen and Godfather altogether.
You're a total You,
Like no one, only too true.
It took me an eternity
Yet I wish I am no late
Just to say that one word
All this while, I'd wanted nomore
Than you to STAY

Chikka- a wonderful place to be at!

Some places feel like a second home. There is a connect which maybe built even before you have been to the place and when you reach it, you dont feel new to it, you feel at home. You know what wise and learned say, Home is not a place, it's a person. 
Let me talk about this place, its Chikka base, A water stream flows from Chikka which takes the shape of a snake. Also rests in this place is a Shiv temple which is naturally formed. What I love about this place is a number of things, the clear water stream which is a sight one can watch for hours, there are wild berries that taste so yummy that I couldn't stop before having a lot of them and there is a tune that the water plays when it flows which transfers you to a different world altogether.  
I also share a few sweet, bitter and funny memories at this place. From sitting by the stream and singing our favourite songs to late night ghost stories to making up stories of how the Shiva temple was made and mysteries mouth drafted by us to making new friends and hearing out their life stories to hot soups and campfire, moving ahead for the trek and after 3 days back to this base, everything seems so lively even today.

Today I tried..

Today I tried
To get a shoulder, a pinch of peace
Today I tried
To find someone who knows what I need
Today I tried
To fill the empty vessels with grains of love
Today I tried
To play life afresh like a seed
Today I tried
To collect my worries and let them go.
Today I tried
To not care what's in store next
Today I tried
To blink and change my world in that blink
I tried and guess what, 
I sit to write stories of successful trials. 

Riddikulus be the word!

I live with a hundred faces,
Entwined with a hundred lives
Yet wait for one who gets my back
Someone who's there when none is!
I wish he makes my mornings smile,
Believes in my Harry Potter world,
Handles me, our ways cuddled.
Now I am brave, fearless
Not the breakable princess.
My friends are busy in their chemistry
While I hunt for my perfect equation.
Between the noise of fireworks,
I fail not to hear my own silence.
No, I no longer sink in worries,
Rather effort to swim to the bay.
Who says love partner is a necessity,
Its fun weaving your world of simplicity.
And in this world where people date,
I am my favourite Netflix and Chil,
Shadowing the phases at times all
Being the blessed wings to my soul.

This is an unedited, straight-from-my-nerves piece of work! I would so love to improve on it, feel free to help me scratch my head full of temporarily paused chain of thoughts :)

Accepting Plight

Changed are the voices,
I blame the faces behind.
Changed are the thoughts,
I blame the unclear mind.
Changed are the winds,
I blame the sky.
Changed has the bonding,
I blame thy.
Earlier you knew me,
You loved me.
Now you know the crowd,
You love someone more.
Earlier I knew you,
I loved you.
Now I know the confused you,
I love you even more.
Why falls that little bridge
of our understanding?
Why ceases the blissful time
when we were happening?
Shallow isn't our type,
But deep isn't it anymore.
Walk back to the shore,
To the jinns of love lore,
And back to me
Until the last I see.