Issac writes

Naughtiness in those round beautiful eyes, Sexiness in those black straight hairs, My heart smiles when I see your smiling pictures, I laugh aloud when I see your naughty faces, O Gal you ain’t an enigma, You are an open book full of colours, You are Joy reloaded, Happiness personified……..

For me this 2015 Christmas was the best Christmas in all this years. Because of the fact that I pushed myself to the extremes to enjoy it, to live every moment of it,  midnight,from morning to evening I would test my patience in office and then from evening to midnight, I would be with my friends visiting different houses dancing singing Christmas carols all along. We danced without inhibitions and sang at the top of our voices. There was togetherness, there was fun and there were joyous moments all the way. And then there were night drives in this cold chilly winters, I had to face the harsh cold winds until I reached my home where I could hide myself in warm blankets. My body faced a lot and the inner me grew weaker with each passing day. My body still danced, my vocals still sang. I still drove and it was during one of those midnight drives, my bike got into a pot hole, I lost balance and fell from my bike. It was late night, no one came, no one saw and by G...

Me- The tear drops I cannot hold, They roll full fold, I lay here crushed and lifeless, with a turmoil inside, Only serene death it seems, can bring me peace and calmness wide. The past appears a chequered field, of guilt shame and loss, O my wrong deeds have put me in this bitter chaos. Guruji- Cowards have similar tones, Often I have heard this moans, Mistakes they cannot undo, And crying is the only thing they do, They never realize the running time, For time heals every crime, It’s the brave who have stood up against the storms, Pierced through the fierce winds, forgetting all mourns.