Someone asked me, “how does it feel to lay down on a empty train with no one around but for your selfish reason only, doesn’t it make you scared and lonely?”
You left everyone who loved you, you disappointed the ones who believed
You even shut yourself, trying to disfigure in what you become
But somehow, didn’t you stop for them, the ones who called you a cheat?
I’m sorry but won’t you stop for to matter, for maybe to live?
Sunday, October 2, 2016/ Manang, Nepal/ (Tilicho Lake Trek)
When routing for Tilicho lake, one of the highest lake around the world located In Manang District of Nepal; I was unknown of the fact and almost unrealized that with Mustang, Manang is also almost famous for producing apple to its finest, and yet biggest apple farming I’ve ever seen but this was all accidental.
We were never supposed to stop at the place ‘Bhratang Tea House’ located in Manang if not tired and astounded by the amount of apple growing intertwined with our path, side by side. So my cousin saw that they were selling their freshly produced red, green to the travelers or any by passers and so I knew it atm, we did hit the jackpot.
We bought some kilos and then baaam…. ‘One bite and I was traveling through the secret dimension of luscious flavour and savouring one of the great piece from nature. ‘My god, it was so ripe and juicy, I couldn’t believe that apples can be this good’. Trust me! It was beyond my expectation, and why not.. after eating all those sick and ill apples all the time- which we still get around the city but undoubtedly, the incomparable taste of Manang apples were the best reason to go back and stole their apple’s farming and eat all day.
Monday, March 28, 2016
No one told me, what was this feeling that came uninvited and ravaging-
The black clouds over dainty sky, and the long silence before mountains eye; I knew it to feel the same way like when I broke myself before love arrived and later, I tearing every part of them. Yes, I was the storm in every lightning strike, and the ache after parallel paradise, with people and without them the other time. I was love but I was also the breaker, the one who never learned to count the blessings of one’s appetite.
“So there was party going on at heaven, (dish dish dish) loud music and disco all the way. So one girl comes to the god and says “I don’t like this loud music, I would like to go back to the earth. “What?? It’s ed sheeran… he’s probably on top of the chart around u.k and all over the world right now,” God replied ! “Souury… im more into indies and john mayer,” she replies with irritation, and god gave his permission but at one condition- After 3 years from now, she must remember to give him miss call and remind him to pick her up back to heaven. So it was 2020 year and lot of things were improved with the time with trend and fashion. So she was all dressed up and with some make up and ready to again head back… so she gave god a miss call. “📞Turuuru turuuu, tururu…” his phone rang. He was busy complaining about some issues with air on lays chips at local store, down from his place. ” Come on bruh! Not here too its heaven … we should have some level, some standard, fill up some chips dammit” …and he sees her miss call and (💫zooooom) goes back to earth. But … he got lost. And takes out his Nokia cell phone. “Where the heck is this google map… I should’ve bought an Iphone rather than this cheap old Nokia… at least I could’ve used some siri shit, the one sun uses all the time.” Finally he reaches to her… with some magic on his sleeves. But the thing was he doesn’t recognize her. “Hey you… who are you and where is the girl? God questions her with skepticism. “I am the girl, I gave you miss call, uncle!” “No, don’t trick me. You didn’t have that big eyebrows and you weren’t that white. As baffled, god takes out his Nokia to confirm but the cell phone doesn’t work. “Whaat?! It’s fake nokia? I can’t trust even up there. Everything is duplicate. I shouldn’t have hired that Chinese little man!” So as infuriated… he ask her to prove him. Then the girl.. walks to her bathroom and comes washing her face. Then baaaaam… suddenly he recognizes her and goes back to heaven.” End!
Monday, March 28, 2016
So terrified, I can’t remember when I sold myself away
Now life is on my shoulder, and strangers dancing on my days
Bet my living on love but tonight it’s the lovers funeral
Drove away from everything to live the life, what ‘love’ ever wanted
In a picture of crimson silhouette; the cold winter that marked our anniversary in red;
The wedding bells and unfortunate events
Oh yes, I seethe pondering, how can tragedy befell to me, I was always here
You and your change, you and your friends
My gratitude to your heart and your distance
I must ride very far and from your city curtains
Now I have this hurt, this ache to wash away
I must become a different man, before we meet again.
Monday, October 3, 2016
In the field of eternal silence, I met my demon, he was sleeping
I asked him, where do you rest, or are you still running?
It’s time, I’m done with people, come and engulf me
You need to drown me where the madness swirls
And I need to become somebody within me
It’s the people, these people makes me sick
They are the disease that I suffer with
How long shall I tolerate, their disguise are autonomous
They’ve come to me becoming friends and lovers
They kill me, and they run promulgating the hoax of my sins
Let me be the devil that ruins the heart of all
Mostly of the lover who creeps inside my soul
I want to bring the disaster that invites the chaos
Ripped it asunder and throw before the world
And scream, “This is me, this will be where I belong.”
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Sunday, October 2, 2016
It’s a different world, you know. It’s a different place, filled with different people. They think somebody’s sorrow or somebody struggle is not of their concern, until it has to be face by them. But I thought we humans are all the same, that we understand when someone suffers, when someone falls down because we are made up of same soul, same heart but I guess I was wrong… we are different. We don’t feel when someone does. We don’t even stand up for something that we believe in. It’s a different country with different people. Protesting for their selfishness. Using greed instead of heart. And you question humanity instead of your action. What a world!
Monday, October 3, 2016
You smelled like the garden with autumn leaves, and a little rain of spring- less of us and more earthly, and why I loved you.