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some of our steps gone by
it brings a shower of tears
some full of happiness
other too uncomfortable
memories are too stirring to the extent , beyond the capacity of words to express the accompanying volcano and tides of lost feelings which were once cherished through the happenings of our lives so assiduously striven and woven over infinite but programmed on nanoseconds of our labyrinth and if you love and equate with your being around
; you simply keep your tears reverse directed right at your core of your heart unheard, unexpressed over the infinite some resonance of the basics of existence itself
I was surfing some of the pages connected to bbps harsh vihar delhi
I could not stop my stormy nerves to decipher what went at Nanon's speed to make and reshape my present
my heart simply whispered
please don't express further
I can not bear my ownself
source: vashali.n
its a jellyfish which stings in stealthily way and victim dies out of collapse of the blood circulatory system with couple of minutes.
its also known as Portuguese warrior of war, obviously used by the their army as lethal defence system.
the remedy is if you can apply vinegar over the stung areas within minutes.
I took my moments with me as usual
my days and nights are synthetic to the extreme
so is the relevance and things around
It hardly matters who is researching upon me
I write to make me worthy of the time with me
so is my love to the pulsating hearts around me
but I love too much without a factor of with or without
sometimes a few moments of shadow of elixir of smile
it becomes my anchor
and I live with it probably for the time to come
source: Dr. Dimple.B( the first half showing negative feelings is something pertaining to people who simply want to kill my son in either way. the later half is of my happy moments because of my inspiration source.)
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
some of our steps gone by
