KNotes

Still in love with the night the breeze passing me by, brushing my hair,  dampening my eye; The sky, bowl of stars, full of imaginations,  yet so void, fills my heart with joy; So dark, yet so diverse, makes me think, this is some other universe; The rustling leaves, the swaying trees, take me to an auspicious place, which gives my mind, the empty space; The moon, so simple,  yet so gorgeous, reflecting the light, well, that's so obvious; The silence,  giving me the peace, making me feel like, on the top of a peak; I'm Still in love with the night,  it reminds me of who I am, makes my mind light, helps me sleep alright. ~ Guni  image source - Google 

Some nights I just wanna cry, no matter how hard I try,  it just keeps hitting my mind... There are places to go,  yet I open the same door,  I look at our happier times,  lying on the floor... I remember the times,  when troubles seemed far,  but they now feel impossible to apart, never saw this coming from the stars... No matter what we face,  I'll never leave you in this place,  I'll crawl us out of this blue space,  it may take time, for this is not a race... If you ever get stuck in the sand,  I'll give you my hand,  for it will be always there for you,  it is something you always knew... Yes, m'love, alright everything will be,  just believe in us, you'll see, is there anything stronger, I would always deny,  than this bond between You & I... ~ Guni    (Image source - Google) 

Woke up from the noisy alarm, the birds chirping & squirrels making that sound,  the sunlight waiting at the window, waiting for me, for me to open it and let her in,  so it can make my room less dim;  so much light, yet everything feels so mild,  my body doing the daily chores,  while sitting alone is demanded by my soul. Another day has passed, staring at the light emitting box,  for that's the only way with you I can talk, fixating my eyes upon the 'sacred' text in my textbooks, sowing the seed, not knowing for what fruit. Another day has passed, strumming my guitar, humming our favourite hymn, gazing upon the stars, looking at your painting; savouring your love,  for that's more than enough. Another day has passed,  knowing you're beside me, still waiting for you to come, wanting to end this phase, so we can finally see each other's face... ~ Guni  Image source - Google

Whenever you feel like giving up,  look around you, you live in a world full of things which won't have existed if someone gave up. Take a look at the website you are on right now, what if the programmer who was programming this gave up after some unsuccessful tries? Take a look at your study table, what if the carpenter who made it gave up while he was learning how to make things? Or what if the person who designed it gave up when he was unable to have ideas for designing? Take a look at your phone, what if the company's founder decided to give up when his ideas were considered vague?  Take a look at your garden, what if the gardener had given up gardening when he was unable to make some flowers bloom? Take a look at the nest on a tree, what if the bird had given up when it's nest was attacked by other animals? Take a look at the ant who just got into the ant colony, what if it gave up when it was climbing the wall again & again and falling down each time? Take a look ...

There was a time,  When homes were not limited to their boundaries,  and rivers were treated like Goddesses, be it Narmada, or Godavari.  When children were considered truthful & pure,  and mother's love was the ultimate cure. When there was greenery more than roads, and nature was treated as abode. When at night the world used to rest, and the young adults weren't depressed. When women used to walk around careless, and nothing was ever such a mess. When people respected each other, and there was no bias on caste or colour. When people followed their passion, and following traditions was not fashion. When art was considered sacred, and there was never so much hatred. When there were more humans than people, and summers were filled with the singing beetles. There was a time, When everything was peaceful,  Yes it once existed, now in our memories, we cherish. Just for a day, I want that time back, so that the memories do not perish... ~ Guni  

Sometime, Close your eyes, take a break, listen to the quiet night, for you hear it everyday, but never listen... Feel the silence taking over, and the warmth getting lower...  Hear the crickets' concert, it might not make your ears hurt...  Close your eyes, take a break, listen to the blowing winds, for this maybe the last of springs... Feel them soon before they're gone, for they don't last after dawn... Hear the leaves rustle, and stop the hustle... Feel the wind blowing inside you, rinse your soul, for you need it, to live in this chaotic world. Hear the nature speak, for it is something we don't give an ear... The sound of nature is like water, it is what you want to make it,  You may call it a song, you may call it noise, you may ignore it... But listen to what it says for once, and you'll explore it... It is what you don't know exists,  It is something you need,  It is something so sweet The sound of the night is pure,  That blue feeling? It may even...

The world around me fell silent, the woofing dog decided to rest, the crickets slowly faded to silence.  The vehicles were shut down, except for a few,  for others already had on themselves, dew. No man shouting, no one celebrating, no one talking. Everything went to rest, and I was here, laying on my bed, waiting for sleep to take me over, but knock knock,  my mind made me think over... The clocks ticked, my legs kicked, my mind went deep, but of all the things I need, is a good sleep... Congrats, said a voice, you've made it till the dawn, now all your remaining hopes are gone  My mind stressed, my body shivered, my throat dried. Still I was laying here, with my eyes closed, but my mind open...  The sounds of the trains accompanied, slowly them too, fading away, while I am sitting here, with my burning and dripping eyes, words screaming inside,  writing this, right after my eyes cried ~ Guni