Story from the Woods

How could you tell my story, I will tell it on my own!
My ancestors belonged to this land, and we had lots of horses on which we used to carry our loads from city to here. I lost, all of those horses, they got weak and died! Unfortunately, at that time, I had to chose to feed them or me! And I regret I chose myself.
I live here, a little away from the village now and burn the wood to make food for myself! People come, smoke, and leave!
I worked as broker, at a tourist place to fill my pocket in young days but now I sell the wood, burn it eat and live!
No, I did not get married, it is not that I did not want to, but the count of women was too small at that time. Infact, most of my age men are single because they could not get the women. Say, in a house of 4 men, only one would get marry.
And! Yes, I am happy! You don't need a women to be happy! And maybe, I mean maybe! I am happy because I don't have a women in my life!
*Laughs* haha!!

#theSouls

Wonderful Mornings


When you are in doubt about your day, just wake up and try to find that sun hiding behind the tree and you will know, how beautiful this day is going to be!
How wonderful this world could be!

Mornings are the most beautiful gift of the nature!
You just have to wake up and see the sun behind that to realize it!
#wonderfulmorning
#WildandWonderful

The vintage beauty!



Travel to the place where no one exists,
Travel to the world, where you find everyone
Travel as if, you are here to write a story,
Travel, bcz there is no experience richer than watching this universe grow
Travel, and travel with your eyes wide open, 
with your imagination, flowing wild,
Because, if you don’t , you might miss on such a vintage beauty!

Oh! That wild & wonderful one


The sound that these feet make
troubling the mind of the flake
these wild  & tameless horses
came a long way, from the sea & forces

charismatic creations
imaginative halluciantions
the wild winds and the blowing orange hair
wet feet and the night's black made fair

caught and cracked the shackles
powered and dancing with the jackals
Oh! That wild & wonderful one
Is still feeding on the sea & the sun!

The demons inside, running faster
spinning world, bracing for the disaster
the magical times, and the rotating wheels,

Oh! The wild one, wait for what this dark night reveals.

These tiny feets~~



I step out to step in!!
Out of a little house & my will
little feets to climb the hill !!
to play those worldly mysterious games,
& burn myslef into those golden flames
to see the light inside me
to walk fearless, aloof and free
these tiny feets~~

Kiss Me!

Kiss me!
under the sky
on the roof
like no one is watching
like there is nothing to hide
Kiss me!
in the love of your heart
in the warmth of the sun
in the calmness of the moon
in the touch of your skin
Kiss me!
in the song of your reverie
in the sea of your eyes
in the lust of your lips
in the depth of your emotions
And kiss me, in the pain of your sorrows,
in the joy of your happiness!
Kiss me! kiss emoticon
‪#‎WildandWonderful‬

Wild Kid

#innocence
#shataaniyan
(1st day of the school)
I never wanted to go to that place, in those blue, grey, brown and white clothes. 
And then, 
Ah! I was never happy coming back from the school, school was my real playground!
I always passed the exam, because the girl sitting behind me always knew the answers.
And then I hated her, it was not her fault. She was good to me but I hated girls, they did not belong to this planet for me, and that is what her crime was "being a girl".
I was a late comer, a back bencher, a stubborn wild kid.
I sneak out of the school, bully, beat the hell out of the teachers, jumped over the boundaries, and kissed the sky. I was a beast to some, gem to none. wink emoticon
I was to be the ass head boy, they refused me, I beat the girl that took my position and threatened her
but then they made me the boss, library prefect !!
Hell mahn! everyone is so silent here!!..
haha!!
Golden days!!
*Wild kid*
#thesouls

The trip

 It is the darkest night of the summer, cold and breezy at 7:30 in Delhi, there are no stars, and no moon in the sky. Through a hole in the clouds, some starlight is falling on this planet. From the past three days, it has been the same summer days, dark and pouring clouds. The sun dropped, three days back behind those large buildings and has disappeared since then. I had to leave for my "anywhere" trip two days back. This bad weather has been the villain of my life, resisting me to escape this fucked up place. I have to travel, or I will die screaming in silence. I need to breathe in a different air, my nostrils are blocked and my brain veins are about to burst.

I was crying out in protest, every passing minute means that I will have to be at the same place for more time and what is more fearful is that it is my own place. I had fallen in love with the mountains, the sea, the trees, the places, the traditions, the demeanor of the local people, sitting under a tree for a long wait and the nature. I love to watch those trees that give a feeling of hugging them. But this time, I am far and away from my life. I need to do something to make my way out. I planned what if the sky does not get clear tomorrow.
I had already packed up my essentials, I was now left to pick up the bad weather kit. I quickly gathered my senses and put in the emergency light, an umbrella, water-resistant back-pack and a little humor.
Next morning remained the same but I decided to leave. I took the keys to my bike, locked the door and left right away washing my face.


#Mytraveldiaries