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Shot on the evening of 18th of March 2018. Today it will be exactly two years since I took the picture above. How emancipated I felt that day! I gave my last exam, mathematics, of class twelve boards. Knowing that I would fail still it felt so good and I was in contempt with me, I was more spiritual back then. Life of mine was more simple back then with a hope that future will be good. There were new leaves on the trees, shiny and smooth, green leaves of the most awaited spring and then came the cattle heard with rattling cowbells and the scent spread as they passed by. Dry leaves unleashing their sweet smell as they decayed, that truly was a spring that I am gonna remember for my life. I hugged a tree and the tree hugged me back, I felt the spirit and I believe the spirit felt it back too. Serene was my experience and ravishing was the place. The country side of Jharkhand, to wrap in a single word, is awesome. From there I've grown to something that even I do not k...

I thought I'm done with love, then came you, Such an enigmatic beauty, I never knew. I wrote "I like you" but I realize it is love. Love! White Love! More than that of dove. Mesmerized were your eyes looking at that lake, And trees in the back and hanging were our legs. I was lost in my mind, perplexed what to do, I forgot how to dream, my world painted blue. Like Jambavant reminded Hanuman his powers, So were your eyes, they cater me the bower. I wish we've been in solitude to the place we went On the day it was raining and we were in ascent. Wish we had a deep talk about universe and its end, Life and death, stars and sky and river and it's wend. (Mesmerized were your eyes looking at that lake, And trees in the back and hanging were our legs) (I wish we've been in solitude to the place we went On the day it was raining and we were in ascent)

When you close your eyes and join your palm Before the rock idol that you never cared for.  Ocean of sorrows fade in the procural calm Like waves washes feet, immaculate tears washed the core.  Now you drool over and romanticise the romance. Sparkling, ecstatic, angelic eyes overwhelmed in gratitude.  With new spoony and meticulous heart ,you let go of nuance. You be came a follower and now you summon platitude.  Because you closed your eyes and joined your palm  Before the rock idol you never cared for.  What is sorrow, now you ask, got used to the procural calm.  Waves washed your soul, not sole, and made a harmonious core. -dpbian The Rock Idol

"Some day....." I wrote like this to her, We were not good but friends of each other, That's what she perhaps thought,  But for me it was definitely not.  She didn't knew I was in love with her, I don't know whether it was her soul or body, Because for me it was still shady.  Well whatever it may be I was attracted, To a girl who borrowed her skin from moon, Her eyes from stars and smile from a table spoon. Her heart is clear as Ganges in Gangotri And her mind is sharp like the top of an X-mas tree. Ah! Her hair, sign of extreme beauty, Not quite long but black and silky. Melody of a sitar and pitch of a flute, Both come together and made her voice cute.  I'm not born to see god so let it be her, I would love to spend all our life together. Never got a chance to spend time neither to talk,  Oh yeah! I was absolutely not supported by my clock.  Or I had many but never pulled up 'Cause I thought I'll get t...