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I hardly write at this hr due to obvious preoccupations with job
but this picture evoked a special fragrant exuberance
sometimes you conclude that you're surrounded by such horrible evils that its simply not possible to come off their tentacles
reason is simple
its not your own weakness
but someone dear to you is shadowed by their sweet poisons
then you need a infinite length of a spacial rod to move the earth in a nanosecond as postulated by Archimedes
and ironically its true in all respects of higher sciences
but things on ground
its so sweet but not in your reach
just like this picture
I was surfing thro' the pages of my relevance
suddenly my face book flashed one of the hearts of bbps rohini delhi whom my heart has shadowed as backdrop of crunching reality and avenues slipping out of your hand like a fast and tricky snake
my another half visualised my new acquaintance and the heart of new found reality and relevance, a psychiatrist by profession. Her face simply flashed millionth at my cerebrum. I did wonder at my life taking shapes like a rainbow on the end of horizon
my friend and close to my heart who solaced a lot at my happenings with warmth and grateful moments explained the vacuity of our being and \ how to fill the possible elixir in the vacuum at our hearts, like I go to my office and take metro every day.
my heart was too scared at the impending realities at hand
my taxing responsibility of job and sudden crashing work at hand within a few days
I just look at the calender hanging at my room wall and faces me like a devil to unfold its tentacles
how recall too many hearts
as if they shall shadow my uncertain moments
but my heart asks
is that I am made for such stupid thins
all the time to come
or else
shall I have a moment of my own
I recall too many faces
probably I have no reply
source: Dr. Dimple.B
A few days back I was standing at the sacred location of Punjabi people called Baba Farid at Faridkot Punjab India., accompanied by my niece who has been with me at the toughest moments encountered by me.
She was busy at praying and touching the sacred tree where Farid put his hand whilst carrying his sand filled vessel over head and the vessel flowed in air owing to the ecclesiastical powers which Farid achieved with his devotion to the Lord.
One day I heard another saint " don't beg at His place., if at all you can't forget your begging habit whilst at His place- then ask for Himself, it will alleviate your sufferings."\\
I wondered for what I was staying there
my brain and heart both were empty of emotions
but I really don't know if I begged Him or not
I have taken this picture of one of my great source of inspirations
At this hr. She is probably dinning with her hubby
And I am busy at equating her to the almighty
may be in a quest to realise what escapes me all the time I pulsate hard around the reality
but why some hearts are so fragrant
may be
I shall be in a position to ask her
If a chance comes at all
source: Dr.Dimple.B
life comes with undefined challenges
at a speed probably least expected off
heart's obsessions with rose gardens
its die hard instincts
probably the whirlpools of mess
of your own makings
and de facto reality
I never visualised life takes such shapes
the truth belies another truth
the evils making the hay whilst the sun shines
you being left to negotiate the reality crunch
I had have heard of epical utterances of Lord Shiva opting for drinking the infinitesome poison of the universe
but never visualised its whimsical shapes over the ground realities
things never take you light
may be its true vice versa
but the other day shall come
with new horizons
to unfold
with its own realities, whims , fencies
and the evolution instinct
of your heart and brain together
source: Dr. Dimple .B
If any one feels to love
its simply not possible
Love has remained as axiomatic as the plasmatic existence of god or say Nature in its totality.
But one thing is certain
If you love some one its simply infinite in its all aspects
Love never dies
its true notwithstanding the powers of knowledge to know what actually constitutes as love
But horrific reality is Love is primarily and predominantly one way traffic only
the soul whom you happen to love
its too constrained by reality crunch
love does make you die a slow death
accomplished love is simply more than the entity of god
if you happen to realise
or you simply lack the nerves to realise love
its a matter of chances lost in the thin layers of universe
but why we love at all
probably we are made for it
but why we don't get accomplished at our love
I shall ask the god
when He will come to me
source: shipra.v, Dr.Dimple Bansal
the morning attire of Her
its says a lot
I rush to resolve all at once
She smiles at my hurried nerve
but I am too impulsive
I fear She may not smile again
to come at my place
with so grace
full with exotic wealth
I am searching
running fast
quizzing with reverberated skills
lest She fades into the cosmic expanse
She has probably obliged me
only because of you
I remain fast
She again smiles
gives Her whole attire
the cosmic worth
Look here
I have given you all
What I could afford
I will come again and again
I do need you
you give me a meaning
She smiles with naughty nerves
I see around
She evaporates
shadowing my nerves
slow as She moves
vanishes into the air
I smell hard
to take the last ever presence
of Her fragrance
I may recognise
If ever She come
in another form
just to play
source: shipra.v, Dr.Dimple
this is file photo of a typical psychological disorder
my this utterance is not at all related with this disorder as such.
today when my heart has been left with this phase
I resile back with my well wishers
I feel happy some hearts are there to pulsate for me
At the moments I am tuned to a chaste punjabi song of Shiv Kumar batalvi.
I know whole of the world is sleeping
my sleep has become meaningless
so I hardly get affected with or without sleep
time plays such truant games
too often but
some hearts do retaliate with matching evolution
so goes the time and life together
life has to move in either way
even the most ever unknown catastrophies of Nature are politely replaced by life
such is the beauty of Nature or you may call it god
but who's that god
who is keeping me awake at such hrs of very early mornings
with plausible relevance
today when my son was looked after by Dr Dimple
I felt the same as is written above
I do say to myself
there are many many people who love you in many forms
you're not at all alone
the fact a few evil brains has killed your soul doesn't mean that life is non existential for you
I love to find my hearts
who struggle and love to breathe hard
to make my moments lively
I again remember too much of them
and negotiate the worthiness of the god's empire
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I hardly write at this hr due to obvious preoccupations with job
