Allah ka Banda…….
Contd……
“A diary entry”
Finally the dawn has actually transformed to a horizon and I am here to kick start my blog again…….
But, this time everyone will witness a “change”,
No poem, no prose writing. No striving for ‘good word’ or perhaps the so called ‘good with words’ phenomenon just a pen down of feelings..
This time it’s the reincarnation of “my Allah ka Banda” interestingly to a “human existence”
Hopefully at least this should have a direct dil se effect!
So, how does it feel when u burst
And the answer u get “areey, you r gd wid words.”
After posting the last blog, I was too elated; perhaps I thought it was the best thing which I could have ever written!
Bt din knew it will be treated just as a good write-up and nothing else….
Y did it fail to showcase my chastity of feelings….?
Hence, here I am bare foot in search of a “mirage” because as per ****** all my blogs are just illusion, so I dun search for an oasis but a mirage!
Reincarnation of ‘thy Banda’ in a human mortal soul, who fortunately forms an immortal part of my life.
Nobody. Can ever imagine., how does it feel to get an ‘unexpected gift?’
He is a human, yet so divine
He is my support, yet so supreme
He is my entity, yet such a distant dream.
This blog is my gift to myself on my “19th b day” and heartfelt thanks to the ALMIGHTY.
I have always been a very chirpy, bubbly, adamant and a fantasy driven person…
And this valentines I was dreaming as everyone else was (a prince riding a white horse…. Uff this srk effect…’baazigar’)
But…. I got a very different dream…
I saw a very bright lightening from the sun and its rays falling deep to the sea, forcing me to close my eyes…and after that flash effect when I opened my eyes I saw an oyster pearl in my hand and the mountains shouted “YOU ARE BLESSED.MY DEAR!”
‘”preserve the blessing”
God gave me a valentine gift. He disguised himself as d pearl for me!
Touchwood,,
And since then my life changed and so did I
But…
I have never been able to thank him, never been able to make him peep into my heart… and make him see the sea which just has his images….
When he knocks the door of my heart… I run with overwhelming joy… ecstasy beyond words.. And craziness beyond mind, to open the gateway …..
But, then y does he feel I didn’t even care to ask “who’s there?”
WHEN I NEVER EVEN SHUT THE DOOR!
I know I have been fortunate as god has given me such a gift …
But, I want to ask the god himself ….
How can I showcase my chastity?
He is supreme …. And I m not….
So I just have, my heart, my beats, my sight, my breath….and above all “my words”..
Which can’t lie and be superficial about something as precious as this….
I adore him….
Hope he understands….. and I don’t ever lose him
I want to preserve him forever …….
It’s my most beautiful dream and so, god grant me this wish on b day that…..
U will never part yourself away from me….
May be I m not worth such a wish….
But I’ll surely make it worth….
Trust me!
