muniya re muniya

The world is small. And some people are meant to run like a loop in your mind and in your life at times. Maybe that is how people come and go. Maybe that is how people meet and stay, sometimes leave. And when there is strong resistance inside your heart about wanting to leave or of wanting to let go, things fall into place without much ado. After they left the movie hall, Muniya and Anaira strolled towards the market. Some sunsilk...Some handkerchiefs...Some vicks...The moment they stepped out of the shop and began walking back, there, Muniya's eyes pointed out at him. Chamkeela stood looking back as if he had already seen and knew where was Muniya. Muniya in utter surprise brought Anaira to meet the stance. Oh yes! It was Chamkeela...But how come? A surge of happiness ran inside Muniya. Chamkeela was someone Muniya could not explain about. Like there are leaves on the tree... strange to the relation. Like a cactus in a desert... unaware of its strangled existence. Like a less tr...

Vacations!  And with them arrived heaps of plans like dancing, singing, drawing, playing, reading, writing and what not!  All trashed! All overcome by SLEEP. 'Going places' and doing above mentioned things occurred on a slow note though. College is about to begin and I haven't had a sound sleep for so many nights... Looks like I'm feeling afraid.  Afraid of careless carefree days being snatched soon,  afraid of the fear of completion of sheets assigned in the studio, afraid of whether I'd be doing well this time or not, afraid of landing up into irrelevant conflicts... Blow!   I have stopped thinking all about it and only decided to work hard and harder in the coming days. Two months and so many thoughts,  second thoughts...fourth thoughts... Haha... Then the last thought- give peace a chance.   I danced,  I sang,  I played, I drew,  I read,  I cooked, I slept, I visited places---that's the story of every vacation, keeping them s...