Showing posts with label random. Show all posts
Showing posts with label random. Show all posts

Monday, June 10, 2013

Heat.

I believe that heat is the answer to almost all things in the world.
I will agree, though, that a burn can not be treated with fire, metaphorically speaking, of course. But isn't the cold just absence of heat? 
Men are fond of playing with fire, knowing it will burn them. Our world is divided into two kinds of people, in my view. Ones that jump into the fire without a care in the world – the ones who think they know what they will do, once out the fire, and Two, people who stand on the edge and peer down into the fire, thinking of ways to avoid it all together.
What I do, is think of ice and step in, knee deep into my personal fire.


There is almost nothing a warm hug can not cure. People can some times just break down during a hug. They might be the big, scary “I’m the tough one” outside, but when they’re truly alone, only a warm hug can do any thing worthwhile.
There is no such thing as fake warmth. Anger, lust, love; all of them can be faked – and easily enough, yes. But real, true warmth that comes from one’s heart can never be faked.
There are people who might think different. Heat can sometimes, they say worsen things. Ice cream melts in the heat. But you enjoy one only because of the heat.
Heat, is but a higher degree of warmth. While some might oppose everything I’ve said about warmth and heat, I still believe that heat is comforting and can almost always cure a broken heart…



A/N.:
Taking/took a break from the challenges. I just don't feel like typing them up.
I'll edit this one later. For sure. There's so much more I have to say, but my head isn't letting me form coherent sentences. Too tired. Later.

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Day Three - The Writing Challenge

Note: Meh.. I'm just too lazy to actually type out everything I write. Yes, I write them all. 

Prompt: Close fast, the iron door and turn out the lights.


Hot, damp air howled in her ears as she ran down the stone steps, her white gown flying behind her. She looked pale, the chiffon leaving behind a trail of perfume. The dragon at the base of the staircase, she could get past, if asleep; but if he found out that she was escaping once again, he'd lock her up - and no amount of pleading this time, she knew, could make him change her mind. If she failed to escape this time - five plus one attempts - she decided that she'd just learn to enjoy her time in the minaret she was kept in.It was not like it wasn't beautiful. Everything there was perfect - except for that man, of course..though he kept her well..Her footsteps echoed down the empty stairs as she ran, hoping that he hadn't noticed her absence yet. He was deep into writing something on a scroll of parchment, sitting at his desk, three large buildings away from her. Searing hot air now rose up the middle of the winding staircase. Suddenly, a loud growl shook the minaret. The dragon was awake. Slipping past a sleeping dragon was one thing and running past an awake, hungry, irritable one was another. She felt her earlier bravery slipping away from her with every step she went down. The pungent dragon's breath wasn't helping either. She slipped, missed a step and tumbled down the stairs. Clawing at the edge of a step, she steadied herself, made sure she wouldn't tumble down and shakily, stood up again. She paused, thinking about all the other times she had tried to get out of this tower, back to the library she owned... She missed it terribly. This man had the largest library in the world, dedicated to her, right beside her minaret, but she wanted her own one back. She took a shuddering breath, crumpled down on the floor, hugging her knees to her chest and started sobbing uncontrollably. She had lost, once again. With every passing second, she felt her will draining away, overcome with a feeling so strong - she wanted nothing more than to run back to her stone room and collapse on the bed once again. She knew she failed.After some time, she heard soft footfalls approaching her down the stairs. She could tell, he was here. It was weird, how he always knew where she was.. In fact, it was wonderful, she thought. At last.. She could go up to her room back again. He'd help her up..He came to her and held out his hand for her to take, but realizing that she was too weak, he bent down and scooped her up in his arms and started up the stairs. No dialogue passed between them. He'd usually shout.. or at least tell her off for trying to escape. But this time, he hadn't said a word. Maybe it had something to do with her tears. She never cried.He looked pale and pained - not his usual self. He carried her up to her room and laid her gently down on her bed and went back and leaned again the door frame, watching her."Dragon breath does that. A few more minutes.. and you'd have lost all your will." He shuddered.He walked to the candles, looked at her through the mirror, blew out all the lights, walked back and slammed the iron door shut on her, without a look back at her.

Friday, March 25, 2011

OLD.....All Those Memories.


Ever heard of  "Old is Gold" ??
Now that I really think back about how long ago it was, it dawned on me that not Everything you think will "be there", actually be there.
When you realize how long ago it was, you are just Reminding yourself about it all.....
Those things you thought would stay , but left without a Trace...
And it will all go on until you let go and think of all those good times,
That keep tugging at the very ends of your Foggy Memories..
Reminding yourself that leaving isn't that bad after all..
It will tug on until you realize what you've left behind.. let go... just fall...
All those dreams that you thought would build up, you will realize that they had no foundations at all...
All those brittle, little, bitter-sweet memories of yours, you will find will finally leave you in peace with yourself.
Cause:
All is Gone.
All is Erased
All Stands Bare
All is in your Memories,
Yet, its All There
All's Not Over..
All Is Filled up...Rich and Happy,
All is Still...In Your memories.

Monday, February 7, 2011

VARYING..

Sometimes, Some Days...you just walk into your class, feeling SUPER optimistic, SUPER excited for something to happen...basically,in a Hyper state of mind.
This, sometimes, make you feel like hugging people around and going like "HEYYY!! IM ALIIIIIIIVE!!!"
:P
but then again,
There are some days, you walk into your class , and you know (even if it is not true) that .."NAHIIIII!! NOTHING'S GONNA GO RIGHT TODAY!!!!"

Basically, there is no such day, where you can be super depressed , and act like a Martyr....Having Awesome Friends around you helps a lot! BELIEVE ME!

Well, Some things people say, can  make you go "AWWWWW!"
well..ITS FAKE. :)
Face it, Why would ANYONE go "awwww???!!"
Makes me wonder if the things I actually say are all that cute, or they just want a Silk......!!!

The other things that people say, can make you want to Punch them in the face right there.
LOL! not possible....is it? ;)
(not if there are witnesses around)

Everyone has Mood Swings.
Trick is....COPE WITH 'EM! :)

Make people around you feel better, even if they are mainly faking ....trying to grab eyeballs..or whatever! :)
Let them have their fun....
At the End of the Day, You are the winner,
YOU made the choice to see everyone around you happy! :)
YOU spread the smile :)

That, now.....will surely make You smile too :)



Sincerely,
A true Cancerian
Prone to Mood Swings.
Aditi Sharma :)

Saturday, December 4, 2010

A FOOTMARK (and the wave)

Of everything i do.. the Credit Never comes,
Of everything i do... i satisfy myself by saying.. i did it for myself...

BUT :

Of everything i do.....NOW I SHALL TAKE CREDIT      :)


No longer will i be the girl you thought i was...


like the wave, you wiped away everything i stood for... that's cause i tried to imprint a footmark on fragile sand....now , i shall build..
build a palace...so strong,so indestructible..... no wave can ever demolish.. :)








Friday, November 19, 2010

HEART WINS... (yet again)




                                                                                                    
Ego-     " WHY ARE YOU SAYING SORRY??" 

Mind-    " IT DOES NOT MAKE SENSE!!! " 
Heart-   " i don't want to lose you to someone less special!" 
Mind-    " why do you think i'm here for?" 
Ego-     * faded away *
Heart-   "i don't know,but definitely not to involve in decisions regarding people!" 
Mind-    " heart....!!...WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT PEOPLE??...HOW MANY TIMES CAN YOU MAKE A 
            FOOL OF YOURSELF?" 

Heart-   "as many times as is required by the person....." 
Mind-    *sigh*
Heart-   "love" 




THE ME : The Heart Wins...Yet Again..!! :) and so does Love! :D




Wednesday, November 10, 2010

A RED BALLET SHOE



Alongside the fire......
A dance in a ballet shoe,

A book on a cold window sill,
Untouched, Unread...

A still sheet of Music,
Ruffled by my breath...

A piano, Dusty and Old,
Unplayed from years Unknown....

A Creaky, Old, Wooden Floorboard,
Bringing back memories of Shiny, Black Polished Shoes....

A Yellowing, Ancient Tablecloth, Lacey, and perfect,
Convincing me of Fairy tales and Princesses.....

A Wind chime sounding in the Room,
Now, I can Hear Your Flute......

A Rusty Old Lock,
That was Never meant to be opened....

A Clock still Ticking,
Thinking " How Long it has been"......

A Little Shiver Down My spine,
Reminding Me of the Past.....

A Rustle of the Curtain,
And your Sweeping Gown.....

A Musty, Old Bookshelf,
Oh.. the Books You've Read......

A Tingle Down My spine,
Reminding Me; You're Gone......

Alongside The Fire....I still Remember,
A Dance In a Red Ballet Shoe.........

Monday, June 21, 2010

एक बार :D

एक बार जो था ,
अब नहीं है।
जो न था , अब है ,
अब मै उन्हें नहीं चाहती।

एक बार , जो मै चाहती थी ,
वह नहीं थी ,
अब वह मेरे पास है।
लेकिन मै पुराने दिन ही चाहती हूँ।

एक बार , जो भी मै चाहती थी ,
वह नहीं थी,
और अब , जो मै न चाहूँ ,
वे भी मेरे पास है।

एक बार, मै वोह सब चाहती थी ,
जो आज मेरे पास है,
पर अब मै वह चाहती हूँ ,
जो तब थे , अब नहीं।

दिल में वे सब बस गए,
जो थे , अब नहीं,
अब तो मै उन्हें ही चाहती हूँ ,
जो तब थे , अब नहीं!!

मेरे दिल से पूछने पर ,
जवाब मिला,
चिंतित हुई मैं......
उसने कहा......
जो सब थे , उनकी इच्छा है मुझे
जो अब नहीं है , वोह चाहिए मुझे
जो अब है , वोह भी मुझे चाहिए!

समय के साथ बदलती गयी मै।
सरलता न बच पाया।

आज मै ने अपने आप को
आईने मै देखि तो,
अपने आप को पहेचान न पायी.....
न ही आइना मुझे पहेचान पाया था!!!!

एक दिन , आशा है,
मै अपने आप को देख लू ,
जैसे मैं थी - अब न हूँ!!!!!

एक दिन,
आशा हैं ,
मैं अपने आप को पहेचान पाऊँ!!


-अदिति शर्मा कुची