my words.. my world..(Chayashree Pathak).

  The sweater waits in a quiet drawer, soft as a winter that forgot the sun. Its scent, dust, pine walls, a hint of rain... brings back a girl who never rushed her seasons. She used to wipe her sweaty palms on it, press her cheek to its wool, Or sometimes simply smell the freshness in winter morning… After so many seasons, it is still carrying warmth the way small hands carry secrets- clumsy, but tender. Now she lives where streets don't echo, where trains speak louder than sparrows, Where winter is just deadlines and trips.. where sweaters are just clothes and not love stitched in yarn. Still, on nights the moon feels far, she breathes in the old smell again, and somewhere inside her ribs a tiny version of herself curls up, reclaiming the wool like a story, Peace and sorrow meeting quietly in her heart - at the same time.. She forgets she ever outgrew the town that first taught her warmth. The sweater always holds a piece of herself when she needed that little girl…

 Let us go for a walk Leaving our phones behind.. Just you and I, And just for a while... While we are out, Let us talk about anything and everything... I will talk about the moon and you about your cricket! For a change you talk and I do the listening, Just for a while!! Let us escape to a world we fantasized when we weren't together, Holding hands, walk in the rain... talk and giggle... A soft touch to make me blush... Just you and I for a while! Let us be just you and I for a while, And then we can come back home and worry about the mess, the dinner, the chores... And be all the versions that we have become... But for a while, just be you and I What say? Just You and I for a while?

And just like the sky and the earth, just the two train tracks... We are together, yet we will never meet! Parallel they call it, we call it love, being together without meeting has its own charm... We are not bound by the society, nor the norms, our hearts are with each other, somewhere in the deepest corner... I won't lie, I started to believe in our own lie, like we feel the sky meets the earth on the horizon, when we see it from far... My heart believed that we have our own horizon too, and someday... someday we will meet there... Till then, let's carry each other in our hearts, tell our story with various names and laugh... Let's deny calling it love... And, on lonely nights, on rainy days,  on the spring mornings, on a sunny bright day of summer,  And, on just every day... Let's wait for our horizon to arrive... soon...!!!

Storms come and go.. I still stand strong... I walk through the sun and rain...knowing I am all alone... I saw u coming towards me... Thought u would also pass by.... You stood near me, Hold me tight and started walking along... My eyes had questions..I was  resistant  to walk... You made me calm..You made me believe.... You made me walk... It was difficult to  realize  I have a companion...deep inside me I knew you are the one I waited for.. but the other me still struggles to believe.. Another storm coming our way...I hold your hands tight... You kissed me light and the smile came at corners of my lips.... Yes I smiled.... And I smiled...... ... Chaya

While I was standing at the seashore….. The wind that touched my face had your fragrance…. While walking I realized..the sand was very soft…. Was it because…I was walking towards you?? At night, when the moon looked at me.. I shyly smiled.. Was it because… I was waiting for you?? When I tried holding the raindrops.. Never felt so sensuous before… Was it because.. I was in love with you .. I was perplexed, was smiling for some strange reason… But the journey became more awaiting than the destination… Was it because, u were accompanying me? You make me complete.. you make me more close to myself… You make me the ME… You make me love myself…. Is it because.. I am in love ..in love with you?? #love ... Chaya

Sometimes in life we get stuck.. Then suffocation starts, frustration crops… I'm trying..trying day and night to come out of it… But it's like a web….getting into it more… Thought would stay calm and wait… would let the river flow.. and clean the mess I waited… but it was the storm that came…. I closed my eyes…hoping the storm would not see me and would change its lane… Yes!! I was stupid..could not avoid dat…. Still I hoped …. Still I dreamed… I was speechless…. I was tired… The energy was drained… but I was still fighting… My legs were shivering..but I was still walking…coz I saw the dot of light…. Ya… it wasn’t a ray… just a dot…. But still I hoped…still I dreamed…. ... Chaya

The moments..... It's not the time I am talking about.... It's the moment that matters!! It's not the struggle I am talking about... It's the learning that matters!! It's not the tears I am talking about... It's the pain that matters!! It's not the road I am talking about.... It's the journey that matters..!! It's not the relationship I am talking about.. Its Love that matters!! It's not the time I am talking about.... It's the moment that matters!! The moments that will never come back.. the moment that will always remain eternal.. the moment that will last forever.... .... Chaya.

D days we started liking the sky and the moon…. when talks used to never end…. D days when we used to giggle for no reason…. When others used to never understand our talks and laughs …. D days when mobile bills used to go high when sleep was only for few hours… when loneliness existed only in dictionaries.. when we used to deny calling it “Love”… d days when the confusion started building…. And we decided to stay away…. And then d day came, we realized it was all we had…. Yes! It was love.. it is love….. And today and everyday…when we smile we ask a question to ourselves….. Is it the same??? Today when we are with a crowd..we ask ourselves.. y am I still lonely… Y is it incomplete…….. And we still deny the fact that we are in love… <