Thursday, 17 February 2011

Of Love & Potatoes… (VOL. I)

What?

It sounds weird??

No it’s not.

Ever heard of “Dropped Like a Hot Potato” after a good Break up? Yesss, there you get me now. Everything is so rosy when you fall in Love with someone, You take oaths; you promise assurances; you are ready to make sacrifice & what not. But then what? That man dumps you. You are in excruciating pain! Lord in Heaven!!!

Heartbroken, Love fallen apart, still you tend to smile. You call him a bastard & you not call him a cheat. You miss him & you miss your heartbeat. You type sms’s of pain, you write him moushiwake’s. But failure & destruction. Sleepless nights till you again fall in love; turbulent life till the next bloom. You colour the moment when you are in love. You fill beautiful colours within boundaries of your art but then he spills the rioty brushwater over it leaving it ugly & patchy.

The floods wash you off, you feel spineless.

Tears dry; pillows wet.

Inbox blank; outbox filled.

Awaiting response; searching ray of hope…

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