Saturday, May 03, 2014

What if I don't wake up tomorrow

Everyday I wake up
A thought keeps me drowning,
What if I don't wake up the next morning?
What about the dreams,
I didn't wake up of.
The wardrobe of my fantasies,
The car at my doorway,
yet to be bought.
The home, I longed to live in.
How about
The confessions I never made,
The chances I couldn't take
The regrets I owe to life
The apologies they owe to me
What about those unread books of my time
The last pages of my notebooks
The unused diaries lying there

The chronicles I wanted to give life....

This poem is written by my friend. Please follow the link above to read complete poem.




Thursday, April 24, 2014

Happiness- the nine letter word.

Tonight as I am writing this, I am letting the words flow through my fingers on my office PC. There is one of my colleagues, Mayank sitting next to my cubicle looking at the screen of his PC with earphones plugged in connected to his cell phone. I could listen to the beats of the music. We both just came from a thirty minutes tea break and I couldn’t stop myself writing what we talked about. Since there is very less work in office today, I got some spare time to write.
“Hey Aurick, do you want to go for a tea break?” Mayank asked.
“Give me a minute. I will just finish this”, I said pointing towards the screen.
“Okay, just let me know.”
We walked outside the office near to the tea stall where all the smokers were filling up their lungs with the tar. I wondered if I am the only one who remember the *Itna taar aapko bimaar…bohat bimaar krane ke liye kaafi hai*
advertisement that comes before every Bollywood movie in the cinemas.
We ordered a cup of tea for both and started talking. One thing that I had respected him for was that he never said anything negative about anyone around ever.
“Mayank sir, do you like working in night shifts?” I tried to break the ice of silence.
“Definitely!  I feel so independent in night shifts and I should tell you that I am married”
We both laughed out loudly.
“On a serious note Aurick, I will tell you my story”, he said taking the tea cup from the tea stall vendor.
“I would love to listen it”, I responded with an excitement. Oh yes, I have never told anyone around the office that I am story writer.
“When I passed out from my college, I was placed in a call center, where I used to work more than what I was paid. In the early stage of your career, you do not know who will use you at any point for his/her own favor and give you nothing in return. I was a victim of the same. But during that time, I was happy because of her.”
“Tell me she is your wife now?” I asked out of curiosity.
“Hahaha. Let me just complete. So, I was telling you about her. I had a long seven years relationship with her. When it came to marriage thing, we knew that our parents won’t agree and with our understanding we both ended up with a happy note. My wife knows about her and this is the reason I am still happy. I got an offer from a much esteemed organization soon and I switched. I learnt things in my life every day. The only thing I regret in my life was sleeping with a girl on whom I spent one fourth of my first salary after celebrating the party of my hars earned first money. That was the only time when I was drunk that too with the company of few friends. Now, after 8 years of experience, after having two daughters in my life, I am still happy. My wife knows every single truth of my Life. I do not have any loan on me. I own a car and a large enough flat to live”, he said as I paid for the tea and we started walking back to the office
“You know Aurick, There is no happiness in earning money until and unless you are not happy. Happiness comes from one’s own home. If you stay happy in your home, you will have a good mood to work in the office as well. Of course there were so many compromises that I did in my life, but it never affected my happiness. Somehow, God showed me the right path to move ahead in life. I today earn good enough that I


Thursday, October 24, 2013

The Hope.


One day while I was writing my story on one of the dark night of the winters, there was a sudden knock at my door. My parents had fell asleep. I walked down to the door in a fear. I wondered if there was a ghost that knocked on the door. I opened the door with a shiver. There was a lady that walked downstairs with a glass bowl in her hand. I couldn't see her face. I ran behind her.
She was running much faster than I was. I wondered if she was thief. She started collecting small shining stones from the roads and from the leaves of the plans inside the flowerpot. There was no street light. I kept following her till she turned herself towards me. She looked in the bowl with the shining stones inside it.
“Who are you?” I asked.
“Can you see me?” I asked surprisingly.
“Of course. Who are you? What are doing here at the late night?”
“I am collecting there”, she said raising the bowl in her hand. Her face glittered with the shine of the stones as the bowl reached near her face.
“What are these?”
“They are wishes and imaginations that people throw away every day. See these orange ones...These are wishes and see these blue ones…these are imaginations.”
“Where did you come from?”
“God has sent me”, she spoke with a smile.
I walked towards her. I rubbed my eyes to confirm if it was happening in real.
“Who are you?” I asked.
“I am His messenger. One of your wishes will come true tonight. Tonight, what you wished and imagined, one of them will come true. Do you remember once you wished for your family and imagine living in a luxurious home? Do you remember once you wished for someone to be in your life? Do you remember once you wished for your successful life? Tomorrow morning, when you will wake up, you will get one of them. Everything you wished and everything you desired and everything you imagined is inside this bowl. You will get what is perfect for you for tonight and others won’t be fulfilled. You want to see how it’s done?”
“Of course.”
“Here, pick yours. When you touch your stones, they will shine more”, she said offering me the glass bowl.
I collected the stone that gave more light when I touched them. This was breath-taking moment for me. I passed them to her.
She kept them in her hands and covered them. She rubbed them together in within a few second. One of them turned green and others to red.
“Why are they in two different colours?”
“Green is the wished you have been granted and red are what you wished but it’s not a good time for them. You will get them as well some other day when you will deserve them”
“Oh. So this is how everybody’s wish is granted?”
“Yes. When people deserve


Monday, September 02, 2013

The Day She Saw Him


Sitting in college canteen with your best friends is the most cherish able moment; snatching Lunch-box before the owner opens it, always eating from a friends’ plate saying “taste kar rhi thi”, teasing each other with name of their crushes, clicking photographs in poses and later on realizing the loveliest memories in the pictures when you pass through them when you become busy in your professional life.
Sonali, My closest friend, she was such a sweetheart to me and there couldn’t be any secret of mine that she didn't know.
We, with 3 more of our friends; Megha, Upasana and the cutest among all of us, Kanika were sitting on our daily-reserved table in the canteen. Yes, I sometimes felt why I can’t be cute like Kanika. No, I am not saying that I am not cute, but after all being a girl, it’s my birthright to get jealous. Why I am wasting pages writing about Kanika and all of us. Ok guys, a bad news for all of you- My all friends are in relationship now, so just forget them! Chuck it… where is my story?
It was another hot day when I was sitting with my friends. The single tables were traditionally occupied by renowned-couples of the college and we always used to observe each and every movement of them and then making fun with our pet lines “ dekhioa, kaise chipak ke baithe hai dono” and Sonali, the one and only piece, that we have seen, would treat us almost every month just because she gets a new boyfriend each month and why would someone wont love a free-treat and that too for a stupid reason.
Thursday- my duty day to bring up chocolates from the canteen and pay for them too!
I was standing in the coupon collecting line when a dashing personality stood behind me in the same line. For once, I felt that he would have been my friend as we all classmates were really close to each other; we would never keep a relationship hidden and never mind if someone gets 0 in test, we would still have a treat for his big achievement and that too on our pockets !
He said, “It’s so hot over here and people are moving like snail.”
Choosing a snail as an example was so obvious after being in a medical college.
I turned round my face “Are you blaming me?”
“No, I am just saying,” he tried to ignore his words.
“Better mind your words!” I roared.
“Ohhhh… I like that attitude”, he tried to flirt.
“Oh puhlezzzzz!!! Do what you have come to do here,” I hardened my voice.
He smiled; the most killing smile I have ever seen in my life yet.
And how could I stop smiling after seeing such a… I would have filled another whole page explaining me his smile.
He spoke unforgettable words after that, “I have come here to make you smile ? ”.
And this was the time I felt I have found the best in my life, Rohan Shrivastava.
Rohan was doing MBBS, but with a poor luck of being in