The Cryptic Soul

Sitting back in corner and thinking about the past memories, wanting someone to share my feelings with my dear ones , my friends, tried to message some of them but no replies, i sat with myself and consoled that might be they are busy and just like time and tide never waits so do changes things kept going like that and all those people started forgetting the one who helped them in their times of adversity , who stood by them when they were breaking and may be when i need to share , there's no pillow to my head . This surely makes me say that people around are really dynamic they keep changing their approach, wow so much brilliant they are that they know talking to which person would benefit them,  But amidst all this i had a friend who said to me one thing "You help others because you love to do that, be patient time will come and people will admire that but helping just to get an admiration is a buisiness and if you are getting that response you better deserve it , don'

"One word and just one , can sometimes make your life upside down", now how much correct is this ? may be 200% and as i m writing this down my heart beat is going abnormal my minds is going into a lane of my memories where just lies nothing but pain. oh god i keep thinking about it and it appears as if its happening to me and now i need to restrain it and come back and that word is Relationship . you heard this ?? i do and may be sometimes this word links so much pleasure to your life if u follow through but oh boy , if not this is a zone of Extreme pain .        This is zone where people find themselves helpless and tears roll down my eyes get heavy with each word i m writing my heart is getting filled with contempt and it looks strange really to me that , how come because of just one person you feel you lost the meaning , you feel like you deserve no more hapiness , you feel like being left alone having jewels around you but because of that one person you becom blind folde

With every word i m writing, and every second passing by my mind compels my hands to cover my ears , and you know what , this is Diwali. oh man , everyone's out and you just packed in the bag of thoughts , sounds weird but its great. you know what i tried to have this diwali cracker free but i was compelled by my heart and soul to burn the crackers of my thought and it feels great to let them pollute your mind.                                                                                                                                  I had a constant war in my mind from puja till the time i m writing this piece for you and that is "why do we celebrate diwali this way and what the way it should be ??" and a critic in me came out with a beautiful reply and it will infiltrate any sad mood , if u have one :) . It said to me "Sometimes, celebration Is just a Celebration !" and may be this is so apt , isn't it? . My mother said to me "Burn those evils

It was 11:30 the class was going on and i was one among the various listeners but my senses were wandering in the vicinities of the girl i saw  , i wanted to message her and talk to her , i felt like leaving everything for and just be in touch , and i would find time to message her no matter how much work i had , i took up the phone to chk if i received a reply back , i just pick the phone up to check whether i had missed a call from her, every new number seems to be her new contact but what my fate was i didn’t received a single message nor a call. I felt like life was cruel to me and just when i was breaking within and trying to forget i got a call back and a message too and all that anger flushed down the drain and i was back into the anticipation of my future with her.  But again this repeated and i was again down and then i got to realise something ,” this is how just 1 person can become so important to u , and i was in love K ” ,  and i knew she didn’t  , i tried to help her eve