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Apoorva (Apoo)
Have you felt what it is like to have cold winds brush against your skin on a clear summer night?.. Apoo is that essence in my life.
Boxed ..only to let very few people in her wonderland...i proudly claim to have the keys to it.. I don't know how..and I dont know when did Apoo become so intrinsic to my existence. She is not someone who will give out her hand first for any sort of relation..but boy if she did grab yours..it ll be hard to let go...
She is my 911..in matters that are beyond my control. Moments where reason and rationale lose its meaning..Apoo steps in and makes it easy...
She is overly emotional about everything..sometimes dramatic to an extent where in you need to shake her up.. and sometimes she is this sage with all the worldly wisdom bundled into her head...Eccentricity very rarely comes to her..and if you are fortunate or unfortunate enough to have experienced it..you will know what i mean..
I have seen Apoo grow from the girl who i met in college to such a strong woman today. What sets Apoo apart from others is that she has this innate ability to empathize. What the world may call wrong she would name it human. She tends to see beyond defined boundaries of right and wrong. A firm believer in conscious ..she would be a perfect synonym for it. And it is not that she doesnt go through days when nothing seems right..and its here where i come in.
I cant romanticize enough about what Apoo is. Apoo unleafs a little about her with time. To know her whole.. a whole lot of consolidation needs to take place. She aint that difficult to deduce as a human..yet she is a jigsaw puzzle to be solved adding each piece to give you the entire picture.
Apoo is my happy place.. a little more than everything and a lot more than love.
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Clarity
Vivid dreams and undeciphered words.. Semicolon ..instead of a fullstop at the end of a thought.. Stained pages and inkless pens Cluttered in mess and soiled with loss What is it that we seek.. we men..
Unravelled mysteries and countless worries Half broken voice and bleeding hearts Heartless love and selfish means Discriminate the now and then What is it that we seek..we men..
Flooding emotions ..unclear feelings Diminishing faith and flickering hope Hostile vibes but craving warmth Devoted prayers and ungodly omens What is it that we seek.. we men..
Undettered Unfinished Incomplete Insignificant Falsified and Wronged Yet we move and yet we go on.. What is it that we seek.. we men
Neither is it clarified nor do we know..
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Hema
There is this piercing laughter that ll cut through any sort of conversation or drama or even the craziest of events..and you ll know she is here.."Hema"..
I still remember the first time i saw her .. overenthusiastic but with the biggest smile..beeming with joy..hadn’t seen anyone that happy about college and here she was hustling and bustling through the corridor..knocking away making new friends.She has a way of making her way into your life..she becomes a part of you.
She is a tough nut on the outside but inside she is warm like the first sip of coffee on a cold winter night. As modern as she thinks she is...she still is very much the mills and boons girl whose idea of love is old school. There are people who listen and people who hear..there is a difference...listening comes with intent..she listens...and will blanket herself around you and make you feel warm.
She will always have an upside down view point always..but again who defines what is right..an interesting perspective..might even make your head spin..but there she is living in her own bubble of happiness. I don't think there are many who understand her...nor does she care.. i think the day she started caring what others thought of her would be last day of human existence...Hema is always there..and always doesn't means in person..always means that Hema grows into you...I wouldn't mind calling Hema a feeling.. Its warmth laughter happiness combined into one...one cant be dull with that emotion.. If you have Hema ...consider yourself lucky..she is like the the first ray of sun...the first drop of the monsoon.... she is the Christmas to every winter in your life..and the spring to every autumn...
Hema is the donkey from shrek in my life... everyone needs a donkey.. or life gets dull..
Hema is pure joy..and it will multiply...
And if you are low..get a dose of Hema..i promise you wouldn't complain.. :)
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