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Vision Geometry

That evening was full of excitement but anxieties were dripping out of my eyes. No wonder hearts were tearing apart and breath were halted. Those salty drops, running all the way thru my chicks were more then a witness to prove “how hard u can fly with broken heart?” It was my journeys from brightness to darkness with a hope of enlightenment afterwards. I heard, “passengers flying TG 579 ktm-bkk please proceed to the counter “………GOOD BYE MUM my flickering lips has no guts to say anything more. Feeling heavy on my heart just touched her feet but stupid me, dint even look at her face. Afraid and scared I hit my way……………

The very next morning was great for me. different smell, I did hear the rush of kangaroos, fizz of VB (Victoria bitter, Melbourne’s favorite beer), Mate and barbeque of bondi(Famous beach of Sydney) , they just started their companionship with my life trail and I guess mero honnacha (Patan krishana mandir sangai ko bhatti ko sauni) ko piro aloo and sandhaeko cholila,kupoondole ko Paan balaju ko chalpahal ani gantabya heen motorcycle yatra haru... aba feri kakani ra nagarkot .......will not be in my journey ahead.
Far very far as far as I can see, my sights r longing for those greeny hills but there are just silent waves waving me welcome up an down in this never ending pacific ocean. I scratch every page in my maleway(Road map of Melbourne). Desperate, anxious, lost but still looking for my way to naubesae muglling to narayanghat. Day and night, thru every tide round o clock may I sketch my highway to my Katmandu thru Greatocean road .....people says hume(Highway that connects Melbourne to Sydney) will never take you to kakani but I am starting my journey from Sydney harbor to nagarkot .
No surprise n u may gossip……….but this is my vision geometry.

SkChirag
13/09/07

   [ posted by SKChirag @ 10:28 AM ] | Viewed: 2094 times [ Feedback]

It’s not the first time I face hate in my life. I don’t even remember when the first time it hops into my life was. Was that, when I spent my Tiffin money on swimming ticket that we went after bunking our regular class? He shouted on us “I hate you scoundrel”. An awful feeling, full of hate, guilty and regret…….Aaa well, time passes on … on our last school day, he came to us and said. “All we have tried is to give u the good, and we love you all.” Then I realized there is no more hates, all he did were the outcome of frustrated love.
I remember my teen days, when I had my cracked ankle in a stony accident. I was on the trip of ……….and dint realize how high the cliff was……I was given everything on those forty five days including the fearsome silence. No one spoke with me my sisters, my mum………a very heart breaking hate …….once again I was on the hell of guiltiness …..Every moment I hated myself. Lately when they express themselves “you are well grown, there is nothing call control and self control is the best control.” She said. We want you free but want u safe too. Then I realize there is nothing call hate, it just an extract of disappointed love.
Hundreds to say thousands to write but once again u made me realize , ……….I know u have waited, waited and stretched ur passion … it was my mistake, I dint respond …..but u shouldn’t just block my way to you… , msn is just a mean but I guess, truly…. there is nothing call hate and I am waiting to write, “ what you’ve done is just the outcome of
Desperate love”

Deep

   [ posted by skchirag @ 08:51 AM ] | Viewed: 1379 times [ Feedback]

Un-traded Love!!!!

It was the dream I saw
N…u quoted it nightmare!!
Then I look into ur eyes
But I dint see my picture
though u kisses me n ur holding my hands
Why I am feeling cold instead of getting
warm??

I know the words r even razor to swords,

Guess…, what if I tell you I’m not in business of love??


We were already 1/2a way thru
then I wish if we could go ahead.
But u denied n hopes were all dead...
Pricks were obvious N of course countless pierces
Why my love wasn’t enough to comfort your soul?
But U R still holding my hands
What if I cry and u don’t feel sad
I know words are even razor to swords

Guess…., what If I tell you my tears doesn’t understand your love??

Deep

   [ posted by skchirag @ 08:53 AM ] | Viewed: 1512 times [ Feedback]