Going Green?

“Leave the plant here. Who will take a rose plant?”, Jane said at the parking lot.
“True indeed! Hope there will come a day when a plant has the risk of being stolen”, Jack pondered out aloud.
“Either mankind or roses would be facing extinction then”, Jane said sarcastically!


Beautifying beauty!

When He saw for the first time, It looked so perfect, smooth and slender. There were a number of things He credited God for, and there definitely were a few similar instances He heard of, but this was the first time He was actually experiencing it.” So simple and yet so exquisite”, He remarked to himself.

In front of the mesmerizing almond-y  gaze, He would always miss it. The grazing of the long locks of Aphrodite against His face makes Him almost forget It’s existence. The  doorway to Her soul’s schloss lures Him away from It into countless puzzles of love.

But like a pawn on the chess-board, like the roots of a tree, It lives for a pertinent purpose that defines every being’s existence. However, on Her, the most beautiful sculpture in His eyes, It looked so beautiful and yet something was amiss. Something that not only preserves the nimble perfection , but also adds an extra touch of beauty to It.

Finally they had found that added touch, together. Melt in the forge of purity and crafted by the master craftsman himself, it fit seamlessly making the sculpture finer than finest, more beautiful than He had ever seen Her before and making Him fall in love with Her, again.

The Last Ride..

Speeding down the unlit, damp road with only a pale head lamp to guide him, he was driving home with hundreds of thoughts dancing inside his head. Just as he arrived at a junction, he was hit by a sudden radiance that seemed to emerge from the middle of nowhere. That radiance was bearing four people on a bike who had switched on the headlight having sensed their mistake on entering the opposite road. On seeing this, his senses became alert and the half-baked thoughts submerged under the adrenaline rush.

He braked hard, hoping to nullify the impending danger without causing the bike to skid. The friction between the brake pad and wheels kicked in, slowing down the vehicle drastically. And then the bike started to wobble on the wet tar. At that moment, a single thought originated from deep within that for now had to lie in wait as his instinct kicked in.

He let go of the front brake for a moment so that the bike could steady itself. As expected the tyres rediscovered their equation with the road and then he clasped the brakes again. This time he was in sync with the bike as he escaped the peril by a whisker. He breathed a sigh of relief and drove on with that thought resurfacing again. He pondered over the thought and a wave of realization dawned on him.

“Life is Now! Live Free and Love Hard!

Be Positive and always express thy Love!

This feeling of enlightenment and completion made him smile as he parked the bike on the roadside to make a phone call.


Note –  To everyone whom I care for and to everyone who care for me –  I love you!


Taste like Pastry!

He walked beside her, smiling with her about the pastries they had just treated themselves with. She sauntered along, laughing wholeheartedly as they approached her apartment. They reached the elevator and she pressed the button to summon her lift home.

No sooner did she do that, she rushed towards him and embraced him in a tight hug. He was startled but not surprised as he hugged her back. She broke the hug saying,”Somebody might see Us”,and moved towards the elevator as it reached the ground floor.

However, the romantic within drove her towards him again and her lips passionately wrapped around his. She then blushed away getting on the elevator and commented,”You taste like pastry.” He replied,”You taste like pastry too!”, and walked out smiling to himself.