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School had begun…

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The drizzling of the winds on the glossy wall,

Marked the signs that rains had called.

With them came one more surprise

which all the students had cherished in disguise

 

The month of June had already arrived

With schools in India flocked in stride.

Making their way in those heavy showers

Parents took their *’Bachas’ with all their parental powers

 

Some walked with umbrellas

while some loved the showers,

some had their raincoats

while some like me tossed paper boats.

 

We reached school with all those efforts

meeting new faces and remembering old ones.

The striking of the bell and the start of our prayers

Making me realize, It was a sign, the School had begun..

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Years went by with those memories

As I had moved in a new geography.

The month of August had incepted

with my school in US started as expected.

 

I didn’t find any those showers here

But was greeted with the sun shining over.

The pranks in school bus were like an act of kind

While here in the bus I entered with a strange feeling in mind

 

Entering the campus I entered the lecture hall

Unlike in India here things were huge and tall.

Arranging some sheets arrived our Professor

Spelling our names differently, we laughed at sir.

 

The session went on with no one paying attention

The talks of the class were never in unison.

Thinking this fact, my mind tossed and ran

Now I realized, The School had began !!

*Bachas=children

-Viraj Lele

 

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Blind Love

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For Love to exist sense is more important than it's sight !! Not signed in

 

They kept walking with every step carefully placed

the world around them was in its own mess.

Their paths were different along different streets,

but their destination was one where they decided to meet.

 

Slowly and steadily he walked his way,

With a tinge of fear she made her way.

The crowd of people pushed him front and back,

the sounds of the audience made her feel of getting a pack.

 

The sun was high up but the road was dark for him,

The clouds had cleared still she found a glooming thing.

The beauty of nature had escaped his eyes,

The only thing which mattered to her was the beauty in his sight.

 

With trembling hands he held the stick,

for what he feared he might miss the street.

With a hand on wall she sensed the rocky surface,

making her realize she was on the right trace.

 

With a ticking sound their sticks collided,

the destination was reached as it was decided.

He held her tight and sat on a bench,

she kept her hand in hand and sensed his face.

 

The love was real, as they were special indeed

they never saw each other, but still cared in every deed.

The thing which God gave us all still we never cared it right

FOR LOVE TO EXIST; THE SENSE of it is MORE IMPORTANT THAN it’s SIGHT !!

These are all the most fortunate people living around us, whom God has sent to help us learn. To love through our inner senses and soul irrespective of the outer beauty, it’s time for us to look in the inner person which our eyes may not see.

 -Viraj Lele