AMEETHYST

Let go all the inhibitions Let go the prohibitions Come, let’s go away from this pain Just you and me, dancing in the rain. No more suffering cynicism No more pretending to love spiritualism Come, let’s follow romanticism Just you and me, into the prison of prism. Time will be a merciless mercenary Distance will be long, but temporary Come, let’s slay them both Just you and me, let’s take this bloody oath.

It doesn’t take an Einstein to figure out that relatives are the “necessary evil” we all need in our lives. Though you can’t get away from them, you also can get enough of them too. From the day we’re born to the day we’re cremated or buried six feet under, they are always around. Some are there in your life invited; and some, uninvited. Here’s a fun fact – everyone is related to us in one way or the other. My childhood was the most obnoxious one and my relatives know the story very well. They would tell their version of me being a menace of the top order. I was like ‘ Dennis ’ to their ‘ Mr. Wilson ’. When my parents got married, my mother was flabbergasted by the number of relatives my father had. It’s been 35 years now and my mother still doesn’t know most of the relatives from my father’s side. Being from a small village in the Northern Karnataka, my father’s family comprised of the whole village (almost). He worked as a teacher there for years in the 70s and those children...

It has been quite some time that I haven’t written a story about my life. Since the day I left my beloved Pune, life has been like a roller coaster ride. Come on, we all get to have some buffer time. Mine took a little longer. Because, I wanted to achieve my dreams, I wanted to fall in love again. I wanted to make memories and most of all, I wanted to settle and I wanted to do that quickly. How could all this be possible to accomplish in such short time? Had I gone insane? Perhaps, the answer was clear. I was getting sane, and it was a shocker, even to me. I became less crazy. Or was it the surroundings that faded my eccentricity, I am not quite sure. I became less talkative. Or was it the people around that made me selective in choosing my friend’s circle, I was quite sure about that. The “Textual Harassment” which was actively trending before, had gone into exile. The reason for this was surely the lack of software at my workplace. Well, I don’t complain about that. I still c...

I was searching for my soul, and I met you. Was it destiny or were we meant to be? Can you see? Miracles do happen. You were the missing piece of my puzzle. I was the broken being. You were the notes that made my symphony complete. I was a song without tune. You were the elixir that made me immune. Oh! Magic does live inside us. Why couldn’t we find it before? Why was time so slow? Wish you were here. In my life. A bit sooner. A bit more than myself. Wish I was there. In your life. For a lifetime. For longer than The Creation itself. I had lost myself into the void. Now I have you.