And she had gone

The loving memory of the girl whom I loved,yet could not Marry.
"Tere Jaane Ka Asar Kuch Aisa Hua Mujh Par,
Tujhe Dhoondate Dhoondate, Maine Khud Ko Paa Liya."

...Otherwise I wouldn't have come across this type of writing in me.

"Days pass by somehow,
But Nights now wagon of the pain,
Injuries may heal with time,
But marks will always remain restless on my comfortable bed,
I toss and turn and try to sleep,
But thoughts are bulking my head,
And have formed huge heap,
The past is flashing its scorching light beams,
Tearing me apart, Breaking me at the seams,
The darkness of my life is more visible in the dark,
And now I am trying to give it a voice,
Trying to speak my Heart."

At the end of this, I want to tell u that,

"You are attraction of mine,
You are addition of mine,
You are satisfaction of mine,
Yeah! You are love of mine."

Love you forever till I am taking my last breath of my life....
       --Jaimin Patel

And it all got painted BLUE

She was in Blue when he saw her for the first time!

He got caught staring at her and her Blue eyes mesmerized him. He decided not to look at her again; But Blue has had its own charm. He got enchanted by the Blue. So he finally gathered the courage and asked her name.

The Blue made him talk to her and his few black, buried feelings turned Red, turned fresh. The mind and heart got into arguments.

The mind took control for a while. The mind was aware about the White, the Black, the dark Red; all the feelings of the past. All the feelings, covered by fake smiles, hidden tears and preserved by loneliness.

But the Blue was unavoidable!

It started showing the effects. All the colors accepted the Blue shades; But Black wasn’t ready to accept any color. Blue was like the flowing river, wasn’t ready to give up so easily.

Every time he forced himself not to think, his thoughts exploded into life and renewed forces.  And every time, the Black buried feelings turned Red, turned fresh.

A sudden flashback reminded him the darkness of the dusk after every shining dawn.

But Blue had its own plan; it entered through the cornea, got focused by the lens. Having scattered by the retina and carried by the nerves finally got dissolved in the brain. It made him rethink over the past colors from a different point of view.

He felt like he was in the middle of the ocean; Sky, water and the Heart, everything Blue. It all took him to a new beginning, Fresh White. But after a while it all got painted Blue!

He always enjoyed the walks at the beach, looking at the horizon. The simple reason perhaps the Blue, the calmness of the Blue….!

 

                        -Jaimin Patel