Nidhi Katoch blog

The roughness and lack of care lead to very ugly phase and to get back the  relief and shine you have to cut them off.  ~Split ends

 I was in the final year of my college when I met my first love. Although we had seen each other but never tried to had a talk. I had never been in relationship before and had no plan of getting into one. But the destiny always has her own plans and everyone has to bow before her.  The sunny days of September  and the evening hour,  While sitting on the grass,  I was looking at you like a sunflower.  I knew you had the same  instinct as me but I was caged bird, full of colors,  with a frigid heart and You were free.  You came near me,  the clamor inside me arise,  I couldn't hear the people around me my heart was about to fly,  to the farlands of love which it had never been,  the feelings had never felt before,  the bright colors, it had never seen.  The outer world for me  was full of hardships and still it is,  You promised to come along  and are still with me.  I believe it was the plannin...

 Pc- Atul Bhandari We were sitting on the roof of our home. It was the month of December and the sky was clear. Clouds were scattered here and there, mountains had got their first snowfall. Under the sun, you were busy with your plants and I was reading my book half heartedly. My mind was revolving around you. I picked up my dairy and wrote,  Long ago in the land of pines,  Two hearts like parallel lines,  which they thought weren't  meant for each other, smiled.  In the month february love sprout between them and bloomed like a flower in the month of spring.  The flower kept blooming in summer, rains, winter and autumn,  Despite of every storm and heat it didn't withered.  Now it's the twilight, the flower is old,  the gust of wind came to carry the seeds and place them in  the land of young hearts.  I stopped writing and looked at you. You were not there. And my poem again remained incomplete without you. 

You diverted your look,  as if you didn't see me.  I was cheerful,  talking to my soulmate.  You lost in the crowd of bazaar,  Deep down I knew you were there for me because dear caring friend I had already seen, You were hiding behind the car.  Ps. The lines written are based on true incident and any similarities with reader's experience are purely intentional.