a three part guide to getting over her

i. do not write. writing poems about the purple crescent moons that adorn the underside of her eyes like stars will not bring her back. describing the way her lips curl when she hears the name of her favorite singer will not cause her to think you are a majestic poet observing your surroundings and writing with such powerful words that do not fit with her.

ii. do not call. fifteen calls, seven voice mails, and forty three text messages will not make her miss you. it will place your name at the top of her blocked numbers list throwing your words into the garbage like broken glass, like your broken heart that you thought she would take back.

iii. reminisce. walk to the park where she first held your hand, to the restaurant where she kissed your lips like a winters breeze. slip into the dressing room where she pinned you against the wall and proved her love for you. remember. go to the tree you were in front of when she first kicked you, look at your nails you began to bite because of the stress she placed upon your shoulders like weights. do not let the bad things slide away like week old rainwater, leaving you to remember the cherished  kisses and breathless nights. reminisce. let go.

Today it's 5th September,in our country as we all know,it's celebrated as Teacher's Day.And,in my life I'm so much indebted to my teachers that I can hardly repay it or even can explain in words that what they gave me.From very early childhood I've a teacher,since I've sense I come to know that lady as my Mother,my basic education is her credit obviously,even now-a-days,when I'm in abroad.In such a unfamiliar world far from family friends,I feel so blessed I'm.In our Life as long we alive,our basic or moral education is the pillar which built our mindset or our character,rather than guide us the whole way along.And,here's the point I'm really feel myself blessed,the lessons of Life,she taught me in that Childhood,I really can't deny her debt.And,next to my Mother here I'll go for the persons beyond family-friends-relatives,who're not there always with me in the war of life,in the struggle of existence,but their presence is inevitable.After my Mother the persons taught me the mantra of Life are my Teachers.Throughout my Student Life I've met many & so many teachers as all of You.But among them very few are there,and that few are the people who made me whatever I'm today,irrecoverable debt,indebted forever.........................!!!!!!!-05.09.2013

Arcturus rises
He provides guidance in light
Clouds mocks with blindfolds

Whenever I’m lost,
Whenever I fall,
I look for you,
My lighthouse in night;

You shine brighter,
When it is dark,
Always there,
To guide me to safety;

Whenever I’m alone,
And nowhere to go,
I look for you,
And run into your arms;

You are my anchor,
My point of reference,
Never waiver,
Always guiding;

You are so sweet
and so much nice
Too beautiful inside
that open my eyes


And when you speak
I love to listen
Stay a while
for a moment longer


Even though your just a portrait
Yet, sometimes your words remind
That guides me when I'm lost
and lift me up when I'm down.