The Gap

I have so many work to do but not official. I have to shift my room to my own rented house. For this new first step to a married is very hard but not impossible. Toady morning one of my married friend got a call from her wife and ruined. She was in anger of my friend because of his boozing habit. You see this habit is very dangerous for married life. This not only my problem but most of wives are unlike this thing. Only one reason lake of time with husbands. I should have not happy to hear that fighting on phone but from one site I was feeling unpredictable pleasure. Now I know that I am alone husband who is surviving like this, I mean to say getting abuses from my wife. We always afraid that when she will come to know about this she will screw up at the same moment. When I was getting married I was thinking that I will never ever say lie to my wife, and I will share every moment of my life with her. But reality differs ever.

Lust to Love
When I was twelve I was studying in a business class boarding school near south Bhopal and its wasn’t the best but ok king of period for me. I don’t know for others. These kinds of institutions have all kind of boys and girls. Especially in my case all are boys and rich boys rather then any gals. Some times in the middle of session year fest and cultural activities have organized in which all schools suppose to participate along with our age of girls. I was an artist also. I was very famous in my school because if these extra curricular activities. Suddenly one day one of my `Badmash’ batch mate told me about

Time out......

It seems there must be some diffrence between Married and single life....... A new gate of life beyound that every thing is colourfull. The colours reflection varies from person to person....... Some .......

Abysmal Dust

Today I am bit confused about writing. Now days whenever I got sad and felling depression I used to write. I felt that I have somebody who is listening to me carefully and sharing some things with me I guess. I am forgetting time from my small life. This thing compressing time but I am enjoying every moment without missing any thing. I am sorting some golden moments from that only. For the sake of these moments I am passionately going on and on. The abysmal dust of old remembrance directing me on some diversion, which might be known for me. Unable to say some moment which fades away from my rusty mind.

Monsoon Wedding

When I was teenager, I used to dream about the moment after marriage. Like Marriage ceremony and how I would sit beside my life partner during puja and how I would pronounce “Swaha” about wonder Honeymoon all that. So now this time is to make dreams comes true and next month first week I have been married with a beautiful gal for another part of MP state.
Things and situation are different but dreams are same. I don’t know it would become true or what? I think all will true except Honeymoon. 98% newly married couples are planning always to go in a sweet and cool and lush green valise for our honeymoon. But I am feeling some isolation from this because I have some genuine situations to not plan so. I am employee of a MNC but small software firm and no company gives so much time to do all this. So I am going disappointed about this concern. My in laws have got the good point of silly gossip and this is an embarrassing moment for me.
In place of our honeymoon we both are planning for buy some essentials like Refrigerator, Master bed, Washing machine, Kitchen cookery’s, and Elmira etc. My first tension is hire a one BHK house in nasty rent but in good location Because no one wants his wife to be in a slums and insecure areas. This is the first time I am worrying about the security and location. My wife is my primary responsibility. Every husband thoughts that her wife is the most sensitive Creature of god and we should handle with care. Every time we have to give attention on her. Daily I got lots of calls even I also used to call her by mobile some times from land lines to. Day by day I am getting updated definition of love. I am going closer and closer to her. The physical distance killing and time playing with me like a hide and seek.

My wadding is in 5th of July and it’s a monsoon. Clouds will play rhythmically and musical light will be reflected on the ripples of pond and gray the sky. Here are few who love to see rain on his wadding. I am one of them I guess.

Finally..............

When you do not know or not willng to know about anybody..... in the world of servent i found a new distiny..... Destiny is variable actually! but not always...... Because one day we will face our final Destiny without willing all this about....... I forgot when i born and grown up to surive for new world of imaginetion acually. In the mean while time i expirienced so bullshit concept of unnecesurry fuckinn imaginary dreams........... Still i'm searching the word "finally".....................

Beuty Of Silence

The pause between two words, where you don't think any thing. Where mind and emottions are gathering each other where heart plays a vital roll play for foreplay of deep dark forest of silence. Its starts from the dead end and the last point. Blood beats compress and decompress the vaines only. The time after a unfortunate desaster. Where time stops on coma. And about to start form fullstop I herd the cry of newly born child somehere. Time starts........... and I am waiting for new Desaster hoping to feel again ! The Beuty Of Silence............ like a damn Dog of a Damn Family................

Our Story

Since Five and a half years I am walking alone in the dark street of life ..... Rain drops ripples on the damage road... Some drops are flowing out of my eyes. Anybody can ea sly find the reasons of that but i was alone .....
That dark night I got an avenue ..... The twinkles of the street lamps burning out the dark street road after lots of turning point of my life. It seems like a new paradise for me. Rain drops continuously slapping my face and suddenly i found a girl dancing under the rain and playing with the drops. I found she is folding a paper boat and making it flow on the flowing wave of water next to her.
Weaving romantic dreams and luxury future. Her eyes explodes the power of love and intensity of emotions playing around. I can feel the aroma of woods by dancing drizzling with the ray of street lamp in dark sky. Suddenly everything stops. The untouched silence was ripped by my foot steps. I found some whispers near by me and feeling some scary disasters about. That girl was running on the wet foot path and screaming for help. The silence was converted into rushful crowd. Her dreams was crushed and love disappeared. Her paper boat was about to sink in the shallow water. I can easily see her face brightened with the sweat. The honey due drops are changing into vapors. Now the beautiful drizzling covered by heavy thundered rain. The black sky burning with the lights and the clouds are cracking each other and seems like unnatural hazard..
Suddenly she slipped and felt down on my feet. One couple of big, dark, black and full of tears eyes are staring in my eyes. She wanted to tell me something by her mumbling lips....her tears are going faster than waves.
I helped her to stand on her own feet but she was unable to stand. Her trimbled knees explains the afraidness of wispering sound following to her. The time when touched on her shoulder everything was gone. The disaster rapidly changing on beautiful drizzling. The black sky ommiting the clouds and one ray of raddish sun light ripped the sky. The very first ray of sun touched her beautiful glowing face.
Now one couple walking furthur to live whole of their life together to make their dreams comes true.......................

Saket....