I am pleased to announce that the blog is back in action. As I was busy with writing some other things I could not pay attention to the blog hence I decided not to pile up random things and make it mundane for anyone.
Will be posting soon.
The last time I needed Witness Protection (i.e. my friends) when I was on my trip to Kasol!
For those who don’t know what that place is, I can personally vouch that Kasol is the second heaven on earth and within a split second it can be “The heaven” on earth. From there, at nearby location is Kheerganga! It’s a 13 km long trek and famous/infamous (depends on perspective) for the thrill! It’s really is heaven, you will be walking between the mountain and that mountain is really gonna test your endurance.
First of all the track is amazing, you are gonna cross Parvati river few times and at one stoppage there is this hut next to the “Tree bridge”, I don’t know if there is any improvement now but when I traveled it there was a log connecting two mountains and it didn’t had anything to grab! Then there are stones waiting for you on the way, to be bluntly honest don’t cross that part at night! I did. And the chances of getting slipped there multiplies with each step forward at night.
At one point where the track turns to right has only rocks at that point, it only need one mistake and whoooosshhhhhhh! down in the river. That was the time when I needed the witness protection.
But when you reach at the top you are able to capture the whole sky, glimmering with stars, hovering above your head. You could talk to your inner self in that peace. That atrocity was surely paid off when I laid down on the mattress, when I breathed in that fresh air of victory, when I didn’t need my glasses to see the world, when the tension was relieved, when no exams were haunting my “S”. I had my Witness Protection to share those moments.
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We need to find the love for our kind,
We need to spent a little bit of time,
Are we gonna be the workers of dark,
Or are we gonna be the fighter’s embark?
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45 casualties in the recent event of escapade. Jacky and Roco, the renowned rebels found it hard to escape between the cross but eventually succeeded with the help of local authorities.
Later it was found, the two rebels were conspiring against the Member of Republic. Even till the last hour they refused to give the names of the master mind behind the vicious operation.
The rebellion dogs, out from the kennel found it easier to get away from their cage. Irrespective of the monitors and cctv camera in the pet-shop.
During the whole episode, 45 cats were clawed when they tried to fought off the rebels. As soon as the chase was over Jacky and Roco were found dead in the street.
Their eyes met once again.
On the same place.
One’s finger held the ring, one’s finger had the ring.
For every dollar he made she plucked one rose.
For every rose she plucked he distant himself more.
For every tear she shed, he drank more scotch.
He was traveling the world.
She was waiting for her world.
He revolved, She withdrew.
One of those piece that jolts your inner human and lends him a pen to write.
Streams of raven clouds bend low
through a slice of crescent glow,
into guarded boughs below,
I run to your embrace.
Thickened dewdrops wet my skin
weigh upon breath’s waiting grin,
mesmerize my soul within,
I linger ‘neath your wings.
A song forlorn the sky reveals
a muted rhythmic secret sealed,
Heaven’s lament, abandoned zeal,
I kiss away your tears.
Humans, as complicated as they are, require differentiation. Hence the comparison among different entities.