Quasar..

Albeit the airplanes have the ear-hitting sounds, impairing the conversations as well the concentration of almost all people, her mere thought inhibits this deafening sound. Days usually go smooth, like the kite gliding high above in the sky just by its wings surrendered to the air. This flight during the day occurs only by the presence of herself by the sight, illuminating her aura into the eyes and helping in the conservation of her image in the brain. Well, she is beautiful, she deserves that word truly and totally, even if it is repeated several times. Kind of circular face with the chin pointing out which complements her beauty, her scared eyes although like a new born baby making you love them instantaneously, with the black kohl on their lashes rooting for the fear to evade and the simple pretty look to dominate, which scatter from her rectangular-ish spectacles. Her black hair which partly remain stray have adapted themselves such as to suit her appropriately, but when she ties them completely, that’s when your jaw drops off, with all the glow reflecting from the eyes while watching her play with her hair as if her fingers mimic the teeth of the comb. Well there’s more to that, with her flicks touching her cheek as if kissing her each time they meet. The problem lies in her smile! Maybe she follows the line, “when you’re good at something, never do it for free”. She’s got a beautiful smile which she always hides behind the curtains of her lips, somehow resisting to smile, and uses this magical wand the least number of times. Her silent smile creates a sweet symphony in the heart with the music flowing from her face, germinating her blossoming smile treasured in the form of a patient attire. Her soft melodic voice which barely touches the highest of the peaks is like the twinkle to the star or like the beat to the heart, summing and complementing all of her character to the wonderful allegory of beauty synthesized from her soul. Well I could write it down and spread it all around but I’d definitely run out of ways to make her see how beautiful she and her circumventing semblance is.

Simplicity is just a word in the English language but she personifies simplicity to the best of the word could get. Envious are the wooden bangles or the bracelet made of beads the size of small berries which get to interweave her hand, adding the tinge of punk to her classical essence. The heart wants what it wants and I can only envy the bangles, the bracelet, the kohl which she wears it like they’re a part of her. She is like the planets revolving around the sun, moving so fast yet can’t feel the motion, her heart filled with all the emotions of joy, enjoyment, happiness, and all the feelings for which she could just lose herself but barely expressing or feeling it. Well my happiness reaches the epitome of it watching her express all of herself and smashing all her fears into smithereens, it’s like her heart glowing in the dark! I can always keep watching her and let her eyes meet mine, because then she’d shy, escape that meeting of the eyes somehow and silently express a broken smile. I could pay to see her smile all day.

It’s like watching the lights go down at the end of the horizon, as she walks away, although seeing her in the night is like watching the constellations all at once. Well I’m always lost being around her like the river to the raindrop. Like the beauty of the Quasar which is inexplicable, she is like the quasar, but surpassing the beauty of the quasar, all of the beauty coming into one place and continuously being emitted from her.

As the days pass by,

I think of you whenever I try.

The rainy clouds in the sky as they hover,

I think of your face which doesn’t need any make up to cover.

Like the sea to the shore,

You engrave my heart to the core.

Beautiful is your smile, there’s no doubt,

Explaining through words I’ll always run out..

All for a Dream: The 'Chimeric' Love

As soon as Gustav finished the poem, Cassandra hugged him tightly, as if she would never leave him now. Having Cassandra with him, Gustav tightened the hug and euphoniously whispered in her ears,   "You must be knowing about the Beauty of the Quasar, well, for me, your Beauty is like Infinite Quasar. Your Beauty just like Gravity is Profound, always binding my soul with the strong hypothetical Quark bonds to your soul." Cassandra was in her dreams of Scientific language of love in which Gustav was amazing, she didn't want him to stop even though he used science. She was ecstatic, because Gustav loved every part of her soul more than she loved herself. She couldn't resist and her brain charmingly ordering her lips to emit these alluring words instinctively, "you know, you are such a goofball, Love is a game that two can play and both win". Well, even this wasn't enough to stop Gustav.

His eyes were as Luminous as the Stars in the sky, his strong arms were in her arms and his face, beaming with joy and love, was next to Cassandra's Beautiful neck behind which she had a beauty spot. Gustav fumblingly started again with his melodic voice, "the nectar from the flower or even the sugar in the jar, their sweetness level from You is still so far. I always want to hold your tender hands with which you amazingly fix your hair's each strand, and just like in an Ocean there is a Sea in it, wherever my eyes be, You are the one they always want to see in it. You know anything about your smile? It orders my brain to allow my heart to accelerate it's speed. I and every part of my body fall for it every time you smile. It is the best make-up you wear, it is out of this Universe, even the Rainbow envies your smile and hence its shape in the sky is always like a sad smile". Gustav saw Cassandra's eyes, she had tears circumnavigating her eyes, he wanted her to smile, because he though sadder than the smile is the sadness of not knowing how to smile! Although Cassandra's not even microscopic part was sad. Gustav pulled her close holding her shoulders he said,"your eyes are glittering, even Refraction, Reflection and Scattering of light fell for you". Cassandra's lips expanded in the direction of the X-axis with a slight curve which resulted in a huge smile and Gustav's heart, of course, entraining with her smile.

Gustav was never this happy before, with Cassandra in her arms, he felt more strong, confident and fostered by energy. Just like stars have no numbers and no rest to the sea, love has no uttermost. With the sun setting or rather in Gustav's mind, the Earth rotating, they could see the first evening star in the bluish sky which was certain to bring more self luminous stars with it. Cassandra was still in his arms, with Gustav loving each and every moment of embracing Cassandra.

Gustav didn't want to stop, his mind had only one point of convergence and it was Cassandra. He started again in his tone which Cassandra obviously admired,"I can listen to you all day and night and even gaze your face, it is the uttermost work of God's grace. The poly-chromatic rays make you look even more Radiant and it stimulates the fall of my temperature gradient." Gustav had no idea how his mind think of the rhyming lines, but Cassandra's sight was so magical that his heart would pipette out all his grace. Gustav's mind was like a wheel always moving and active. The two lovebirds were in each other's quintessence alchemy, even their silhouette looked Beautiful like a Neon light in the Yellow light of lamp.
Gaping at the Stars Cassandra spoke in her Beautiful voice," I'd always love to be a star, they shine and twinkle, on their own!" Gustav winked his eyes with an adorable smile and replied Cassandra lovingly,"don't you worry love, you are my star. I can keep looking into your eyes until I take my last breath with you..." Cassandra quickly put his beautiful and soft fingers on Gustav's lips and said," don't you ever say that again, ever!" It left Gustav with a never-ending smile on his face. They both had the Aura such that each enhancing the other.
Just like the Magnetic Effect, Cassandra was attracted into Gustav's arms again and they both stood there just like a shadow in the Moonlight....

All for a ‘Dream’: The Entrainment

Various thoughts were pacing in his mind while walking; even the sky was devoid of the lactified moon that day. And just as he reached her house, the undesirable had happened. Cassandra and her family had to leave that place as they were unable to repay the loan her dad had taken years back and the authorities ratified the orders by sabotaging their house. After interviewing Cassandra’s neighbor, he came to know that she is now living with her aunt, 7 miles from here. Gustav was really sad about this event, because Cassandra was the only one, with whom he shared his thoughts, who helped him with everything and who never made him feel alone. Both of their souls showed Mutualism, they both knew they love each other, though none of them was brave enough to reveal it. While returning home, the celestial appearance changed, and the obscurity of sky was on a rage, the clouds, encompassing the mass of water particles, secreted a boisterous commotion up there, finally, it was raining. Sulkily walking in the rain his feet reached his doorstep and his sobbing mind demanded for rest. That night he allowed only water to ooze into his belly; he quietly went into his room without talking to his parents and rushed onto the bed.

Next morning Gustav greeted the daylight before schedule, he decided to go to Cassandra and meet her; and why not, she was always there for him. He finished all of his work and explained the previous night’s incident to his parents and also about his visit to Cassandra, which he was about to make. It had only been 10 minutes leaving his crib and he was all in pain. His head started pounding, maybe it was yesterday’s symptoms, but he still rode his bicycle.

Well, this perspiring ride had a lot to give to Gustav. As soon as Cassandra saw him, she rushed towards him, which resulted in a tight hug! Yea she was crying but her tears indicated that she was really happy seeing Gustav. It was clearly observable to Gustav, the hardships her family faced in these few days. Though Cassandra’s aunt, Cecilia, was really a good and a kind hearted person, she only had her husband and her only son, Marcus. If it was in Gustav’s hands, he would have taken Cassandra’s family to his place, but he didn’t implement on his thought. Both of them sat on the porch, next to each other and discussed the chain of events that took place so fast. Gustav promised her that he’ll be there for her always and ever after, he was really not happy looking at her sad face; and why should he be happy? She was the only one who made him laugh, enjoy, her presence would make him feel secured. Though even now, this distance wouldn’t make them feel far away, they decided to meet each other thrice a week, Gustav made it simpler for Cassandra, he had decided that he would come to meet her, so that she wouldn’t have to travel all the way. He had his lunch there and spent all of the evening with her. While returning home, Gustav gifted her, the locket which his mom had asked him to give her. She was all in a delight, because she loved him, and now all of a sudden, Gustav was all helpful, caring and behaved as he loved her from ages. Though she controlled her Neurological impulses that arose for him, yes Gustav liked talking in scientific language. In all of these today’s episodes, Gustav did forget about his headache; and why not Cassandra’s aura was not less than any Aromatherapy for him.

Gustav’s mom was happy, when she was enlightened by him, that, apparently they were all fine. Now the thing Gustav was supposed to pay interest was his Model. That night Gustav worked till late night, though all in vain. It wasn’t working for him. The theory which he had applied had turned futile. Keeping all things apart, he dozed on his working table itself.

Next morning, though at 12:30 p.m. technically it was afternoon, when he broke his suspension of consciousness, he was delighted to see Cassandra in his house. Her long beautiful face pairing with the super matching glasses. Her posture was depicting her angriness, her folded hands and her tapping foot, as he had slept late, last night. But Gustav couldn’t believe, which actually resulted in him rubbing his eyes several times, so much so that he even immersed his head in a tub full of water! This act made him look like a fool and Cassandra’s serious face couldn’t resist the urge of laughter. It was her, Cassandra; she came to meet him, irrelevant of his decision. Though it had been long she was there in his house, besides she was helping Gustav’s parents. Again it was a day for the love birds to flock together and one more day they spent together. In the evening Gustav dropped Cassandra home on his bicycle. The two souls were entraining, getting as close, as the grass to the earth. For the next 3 days, Gustav worked on his experiment, still the results remaining barren. As he wasn’t getting one of the equipment, he had to think of some alternative plan, all 3 days were nothing but a forlorn hope for him. That evening he decided to go for a walk on his usual path. While his brief travel, he thought of Cassandra, he thought of proposing her, though it requires quite a cojone for attempting for such a feat, so he thought of writing a poem for her. He quickly retired to his scientific hub, to secrete out his hearty impulse for Cassandra. Though the poem was of very few lines, it took 4 hours for him to pen it down. He took the page kissed it and tucked in his drawer and sacked himself up, to visit the places his subconscious mind takes him to.

The next morning he finished all his chores on time and biked all the way to Cassandra’s place with all the thoughts in his mind about Cassandra’s place, he somehow resisted that eerie feeling. He spent the day with her, but while sunset, he took Cassandra to his usual place of evening walk, stood in front of her bent down on one knee held her hand and recited the poem, which he wrote for her, with his radiant eyes beaming a sense of love into her eyes.

Watching the Kites gliding up above,

A thought of you surfaced my mind packetting love.

Maybe you are the fuel accelerating my heart,

And why not, as CO₂ is released in this art.

I wish I could fly, high in the sky,

So that you can see me whenever you try.

The way we feel the air on a windy day,

Your face glows bright with light’s each ray.

You are seriously more beautiful than the northern lights,

I end up gazing you, just pardon my sights.

As it is lovely on leaves to see the morning dew,

It will be hard for me to go on without saying I Love You..

All for a 'Dream': The Companion

“Ignorance is not a bliss, it’s a shame” he anointed his thought again and whenever his mom would say that line. For Gustav, he wanted to explore the littlest bits of this universe or rather he had to traverse the knowledge, because he had been the only life support of his paralyzed parents for 7 long years. His parents had long suffered the catastrophic attack by his mom’s rivals, while working on her theories of fluid dynamics, as she had jump started the invention of the submarine, but never made it through. Though they were successful in harming them but they weren’t successful in acquiring those models and theories and were even resisted from fleeing by the nearby police department.

Though Gustav had only seen 12 springs by then, he tried his best not to make his bed-ridden parents feel the pain. His mom, Aleida, had a very instrumentally like tuned voice which always made him dissolve and melt in her arms. She always told him, “your brain son, it is the best gift you’ve got, don’t let it remain barren, cultivate it”. As for Gustav’s dad, Alan, he could barely speak by now. Gustav from his 7^th year itself was fond of science, maybe his mom was one of the reason behind it. It made him stupendous in his work, as describes the small ‘Electromagnet’ which he made when he was 10 and not to forget his so called ‘Steam-Boat’ when his was 12.

The small wood work for keeping books, which his mom made, was the most beautiful past time for Gustav when he left his High School 2 years ago. His wheatish color, windy hairs, strong hands and a tall footy appearance made him, not good looking, but different from everyone. And besides Science, he loved playing football, as he was good in it too. The only thing that made him cry was his mom’s unfinished dream, and he had vowed to himself to finish it, just to see the smile and happiness on his parents’ face. This dream always made Gustav keep going even if it meant his last breath. One more self-attaching soul, which always kept him from getting scattered, and kept him as one luminous object, was of a girl, Cassandra. Gustav knew her from past 3 years, the so-called mysterious girl, from his high school, as she never shared any of her thoughts with anyone and always remained self-conserved. But to describe her, she was really beautiful, her kind of long, pale-whitish face, thin-ish appearance made her looks. Not to forget, the glasses which she wore all the time, as a remedy for her Myopia, made her look more beautiful, rather to say, they made a couple. Her intelligence made her stand tall even more.

Gustav and Cassandra happened to join in a project, as both were left alone because of their self-conserved behavior. But when they came together, it was a similar phenomenon we see, how two negatives make one positive and they actually got mingled with each other, all thanks to science. Unlike Gustav, Cassandra didn’t leave her schooling, as she had her mother and her younger sister to feed. Cassandra seldom left Gustav alone, as each of them was the only one, who knew the other very well. She always made it a point to meet him on Gustav’s evening stroll down the hill and sometimes even visiting his parents. Gustav also told her about the place he used to see repeatedly in his dreams, which consisted of a fountain on a brick road and a yellow night lamp, concluding, that it was always night and how it frightened him always, sometimes him also leading to excessive sweating. But as by Cassandra’s approach, he always used to get calmed, and the way she used to relate his work with his this dream, it never made him feel secluded. Cassandra also made it a point to tell him about the new things she learned in the school, but sometimes in vain, because Gustav was well furnished with science, thanks to the lucrative scientific books his mom had amassed.

Gustav had started working on the Sub-marine model from past 1 month. This also resulted in him missing his usual evening walk, as he had to concentrate on his parents and even on the model, so Cassandra used to make his days better. Gustav usually used to refer to Cassandra by another name, ‘Thunder’; he used to tell her, that she is his ‘Super-Power’ and it is the Thundering effect, which dominates all the others, all for her smile, because he knew, even she’s got to do many things. The bond between the pair grew stronger, helping each other, rather to be exact a one-sided help from Cassandra, but she was happy with Gustav, she got beautiful pleasure helping him and spending time with him.

Things were getting better for Gustav, as to have a lovely friend and her help. But one day, Cassandra didn’t arrive; Gustav thought she might be busy with her school work. This kept on repeating for several days. It’s now been 10 days since her word; Gustav felt uneasy, because she didn’t even had her exams. The thought grew grave in his mind and he decided to walk to her place..

Maa

I don't know how she nourishes us and bears us in her womb for 9 months, but the Caricature coming out of that nourishment is all to thank that species on earth created by God without which nothing is vital. Daughter, Sister, Wife and the greatest of all, Mother!

Yes she is born Ingenious, or you can say Versatile, I know its kind of harsh in terms of boys, but yes, a girl gets over a boy! The way a Mother sways her parachute of love, Circumfusing all sides and Encompassing every minute hill and dale, truly defying the world's pull and never letting her child to be pawed by the world is really an imaginary concept.

I think the Etymology of 'Sacrifice' comes from Mother, because it is all she does for the perpetual sake of her child. The way an infant clings to the love and care protruding from her body in an increasing flow as in a chain reaction is truly amazing and inexplicable. The way she pacifies her baby, well God, I wonder who pacified you when you were a kid, because I know its the only thing a baby loves.

A Mother is nothing less than a magic wand, the way she makes everything happen, makes us believe in the sentence above. How in childhood we don't like bitter medicines and she takes a spoon and makes us believe that nothing is sweeter than the medicine, well Mom, I would like to say that nothing would be ever sweeter than you. We can defy the gravity but to describe a Mother, My Lord, even you know this task would turn impossible.

Mom your mere thought makes any work which seems tough, transit itself into an achievable one, easily. You are as strong as the gravity inside the Black-Hole and as gullible as a pinch of sugar in a glass of water.

You are a Beautiful song sung by the angels, you are the Activation Energy of a Reaction, you are the Pen of a Poet, you are the Book of a Nerd, you are the Bible of a Priest, you are the Sword of a Warrior, the Crown of a King, the Tide of the Sea, the Sunlight for a Plant, the reason behind the happiness of your child, you are the Epitome of Everything!! Dear Mom, you are everything!

I don't know about girls, but for a boy, Mom you are always the First Love. Mom, I know it is bad when I do something wrong, but I Love it when you shout at me, I Love it when you come and console me even if I am wrong, I Love it when you force me to have the food. I know I am a grown up now, but for you Mom, I am always a Kid.

So this is your post I dedicate it you, I Love You Mommy!! :) :) :)

The Lonely Star

Rejoice and enjoyment in the people around him. Cacophony and complete enjoyment in the people and in the city as they were celebrating the festival of lights with sheer pleasure. But irrespective of of the light and loudness, a boy was unnoticed in the crowd who was simply alone in his dark world of twinkling stars. It also lacked the Moon but  just because the purplish blue sky was moonless. It was not a lucky day for him, who had his hair up like the Andes or the Alps or maybe the Himalayas, just because he was in solitude, the girl(his friend) he liked was far from him, he was afraid of asking her out because he thought he might lose her, his best friends were far from him too and he was also upset from his family. He was a great admirer of the white but with some spots and craters, natural satellite of the so called 'Green' Planet!! But yes, for him it was a beauty, because he thought beauty without any drawbacks was just artificial!

He reached his destination through the crowded streets, but for him, he was alone. Reaching the sea-shore and pursuing a seat on the pavement for the dazzling view of the ever lit sky was his main aim to distract himself from the solitude. Gazing at the stars which were far beyond the reach of any social animal, always made him think of Extra-Terrestrial life. There always popped a weird thought in his mind that the self-luminous twinkling objects envy the whitish vanilla Moon, but then he realized that the stars were far far beyond the imagination and if they were near, they would have also been a bit huge and bright like moon or more than that, it was just because nature never envies itself, its just the way we think and everything will indeed result beautiful.

For him, the sky was never dark, it was like, the stellar objects mask the mightiness of the endless sky. He concluded that the firecrackers whom we call 'rockets' burst in the pattern of Spiders Web up in the sky! He then thought of chasing the teasing lights of the Aerodynamic Airplane with his vision, he was indeed successful in following the lights for two minutes but then it faded away like the steam condenses upon the mirror and all we are able to see is Steam. Rushing again onto his visionary 'travelloscope' he observed a star away from others, it made him think of himself, a part of the same gene pool but still away and alone.

But this star was twinkling and shining bright like a pearl in an ocean or like the burnt Magnesium stick!

He was filled with pleasure to see the self-luminous star regardless of the loneliness and distance from others. It made him remember that stars also have the same pattern of life, like we humans perish, stars also undergo singularity at the end of their shelf life, but during their stay in the universe all they do is shine and illuminate the lives on Earth.

Staring at that star a tear rolled out of his right spindle shaped eye. He then realized that the clouds were covering the stars and it formed a pattern like 'Papain' tenderizes the Meat! :)

The clouds made him restrict his thoughts and get back with a smile through the same dark, alone, and he faded away in the indifferent crowd like the 'Genie of the Arabian Nights'.....

YOU'LL COME TO KNOW WHAT'S PRETENDNESS

Knowing Wasting Time Is a Hazard Still Wasting It!




      Another Day goes by and still finding it hard to study.....Taking books in hand and sleeping.....
Today it happened to me too,I was very excited to study a new lesson of Chemistry (ELECTROCHEMISTRY)
but I felt BORED and slept.....
It is a shame on me that I slept while studying, but many of the people suffer from this so called
"Fear Of Studying".....
Well it isn't too good but still people suffer from it.
Besides leaving it behind people make it a habit.
And today I will not let this Problem conquer me.
Well I will now have to study that lesson..and am going.!