Maunders

Hole,empty and space are a few words which have nothing.Nothing means a trench.It can carry two meanings.Either we can link them with an another word 'distance' because if there is a trench,gap or a hole ,then there is nothing in between and if there is nothing in between ,how do we connect? even sound needs something 'in between' to travel. Or, that gap in between 'holes','space' or 'trench' is a bridge. This bridge is a synonym of 'h umbleness','shyness ' generosity' or 'magnanimity' . 'That Gap' is a bea utiful gap. The shyness and silence which spark the flames of love between two lovers is started with 'a gap',a gap of  strange silence ,lack of words and emptyness.Slowly and slowly,this gap acts as a bridge.This bridge is built with words and little activities but 'that gap' had it's own magic. 'That gap' between elders and younger or a teacher and student is an another bea...

A blank page is a sheer blessing.A page with ink painted on it,gives us a miserable feeling of disgust.You want to pen down your thoughts but this  page with thousand words written on it ,gives you  a hard- knock. But an empty street  denotes  dearth of voices.A street with voices echoing after each step gives you a feeling of hope.Because your voice,even if it echoes ,denote  loneliness .We need,we all need a few more voices to maintain the pitch and to beat the loneliness on lonely streets. But there is a sad moment after each step we cover on streets.Two kind of people always accompany you side by side.This is like a an another classification of society.At one step,you find people with unbeatable strength to beat the level of hope and stiffness you carry inside your heart and then,their are people like a Post Card You never know what is in the store until you open that envelope A post- card is much like a live human being.It gives you a blank feeling and ...

When I was a child ,I would comb my hair not because I wanted to look good but because they wanted me to look good. Now I am grown up and I still comb my hair(ofcourse) not because I want to look good but others w il l remark me good! Humans have got this great quality of " faking good" .We all have a little bit of fakeness in us.A  "little bit" is ok but what if a person is faking around always and it turns into a disease? Ohh God!I wonder what would happen to the soul inside? Let's enumerate few points which tells whether you are vulnerable to this disease or not? 1)Do you like to be always on the top and when you fail to be so,you start blaming situation for losing the top position? 2)Do you always want to be heard and never want to hear? 3)Do you think that in your sp ace of creativity  you rule and rest are just attempting to be close to you? 4)Do you always feel like judging people in terms of mistakes he/she has made instead of what good they ha...

How much I cried for not knowing what I actually wanted to become! With 3  cities,I can see a  growth in terms of  what I think and how I percieve others! Everything is good....at least for now.. I have not experienced such brightness inside my head ever before . Life is good for unknown reasons! I no more face  mood swings ..

She was standing outside ..still struggling to believe , how  the one who would  never talk to a girl has out of the blue  invited a girl like  her  inside his own room.But she has to believe it for her own good as it was always that mysterious thing about him which attracted her towards him.Lost in her thoughts ,she forgot  that gift ..gift of being with him for two hours and pretending to  pay attention to those heavy calculations done by him and not noticing that smile on his cheek which could create havoc inside any girl's heart. But then she entered the room.He was busy with his books and when he noticed her standing in front of him like a good and obedient student ..all the calculations inside his mind melted in the shape of crushed heart.He smiled for a moment and then hiding the blush on his face asked her to have a seat and himself went inside kitchen to have some refreshment for her as  she had to travel a long way to be there.Meanw...

         It’s amazing how people search for adventure in their lives  May be because we are humans and we are never happy with whatever we have and always dream for something we want our lives to be... But always give a second thought to your feelings or your life may turn into a disaster. Stories are good only when you read it but when you are a part of that story, trust me …..You feel like your character should have been deleted .Because life becomes nothing more than a room where you have been forcefully trapped and there is no way to get out...You shout , shout a lot but no one listens because the story is so interesting that others enjoy and you become an enjoyment… This story starts from a railway station…… Winters and a big city...They were four and it was midnight. Two of them were adults and other two were teens. They were family and could do anything to run from that hell created by one among them and find a safe plac...