AMEETHYST

A glimpse in your eyes is all it takes for the madness to begin, and for all the love that’s within my heart, to be yours, My love! A glimpse in your eyes is all it takes! For discovering the treasures of owning the pleasure to be with you, My love, A glimpse in your eyes is all it takes! Don’t sleep, don’t dream, Don’t weep, don’t scream, There’s a universe hidden, My love, in those wet dreamy eyes, and, a glimpse...

The sun will still rise, the day will still begin. The city will survive and the people will still live. While I am gone. The empty places will be filled, the empty dreams will be rebuilt. But friendship will still go on. While I am gone. The memories will grow strong, and the distance will grow long. We would still manage to smile, and laugh out loud all along. While I am gone. The priorities might change, the world might get strange. The love might find a new place, and the new place might find your love. But we would still find meaning in chaos. While I am gone.

Our childhood was the most majestic and magical part of our life and there’s no doubt about that. Whenever our teachers asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up, I am sure all of us had different answers to it. Later when we saw that everything wasn’t as nice as we had dreamt of it to be, we revised our dreams, instead of reconsidering our dream job options. In our hearts most of us wanted to be musicians, artists, poets, singers, astronauts, what else and whatnots. When we realized that our family did or didn’t support our dream, it was only then we gave it up. That is when the Dream Gap began to grow. Since I got into the business management studies and learnt about the Service Gap as a management jargon, I’ve been thinking of writing something on the Dream Gap too. To explain in simple terms, Service Gap is what exists when there’s a difference between customer’s expectations and company’s service delivery. With a similar analogy, in simple terms, a Dream Gap is som...

It is a nightmare of every middle-class guy to remain normal throughout his life. You know what’s ahead of you already because there is a roadmap handed over to you the moment you finish your schooling. You cannot revolt against your parents because they have loved you from the day you were born and they will never even dream of forsaking you into this cruel world. They have fed you with “Expert Level” culture and values which can never be formatted from your soul. Your sibling will be your partner-in-crime for most of your crazy adventures and even withhold from partaking in some of them. It’s when you hit puberty and certain hormones in your body begin to screw your system. That’s ‘Phase 1’ of entering WTF. You start feeling the cactus in your crotch, butterflies in your stomach and many other things in many other places. You just don’t share it all. Obviously, yours is a typically orthodox and reserved family and they don’t talk about sex with children. They tend to keep you...

“Hope”, she said and I hoped “Nope”, she said and I groped. Everything that happened in between was a dream that I’d never seen. Our souls were made for each other, but our eyes said something else. I stood on barren lands waiting for rains while she collected seashells. “Well! That was a bit dramatic. Your poetry is getting very sick.” "You're too bright for a blackhole like me" "No! I'm too right for an asshole like you" Her words were creepier than mine, but then I thought, “Everything will be fine”. She’s just in an indecisive phase, and that’s why she hates my face. But then it dawned upon me that she’s born to live free. She had a million dates and I had none. I just wanted her to be the one. “Just forget about her”, my heart cried. “I’ll give it another shot”, and I tried. This was a desperate Valentine’s song You figure out what went wrong. When you want to smile and dream When you want...

Without you The stroll is just a walk The conversation is just a talk Why do I stare into empty spaces? Why do I keep making straight faces? When you’re not there by my side All my smiles have been dried Come on now you! What would I do without you? Without you The songs are just a sound The stage is just the ground Why would I dance in the silence? Why would I take any offense? All my moves have been lost I need you here at any cost Come on now you! What would I do without you? You know it’s strange that I love you And you got no clue that I really do Even if you do, or even if you care; Whether you’re blushin’ crazy or whether you’re scared you’d rule my heart and you’d be its queen I’d see you every day in my sweet dreams It’d be nice if you knew Come on now you…

My words trembled everytime she smiled. It was heaven I guess so, which made her so blissfully wild. Her incessant talks endangered the words. It was beautiful I guess so, which made me wander within worlds. My heartbeats stopped when I looked into her eyes. The universe somehow explained me why she was made for the lovers of the paradise. I cannot tell how I feel. Three magical words seem so distant. In my heart, she lives lavishly. In my life, she’s a blessing. Though she’s near, she’s yet so far. She knows not, the state of my cupid scars. But she will, one fine day, when she hears those three words from a million, million miles away.