It's Okay if you mistake,
It's Okay if you fail,
It's Okay to get scared,
It's Okay to feel pain,
It's Okay if you don't have a plan,
Cause in the END its just going to be okay,
As an assiduous person like me is going to win at last,
At the end its just okay to live and not just survive...
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It's Okay if you fail,
It's Okay to get scared,
It's Okay to feel pain,
It's Okay if you don't have a plan,
Cause in the END its just going to be okay,
As an assiduous person like me is going to win at last,
At the end its just okay to live and not just survive...
#NG #review #shortpoetry #It's Okay
"The journey of Happiness"
This journey starts with your first cry and ends with the last tears of yours when you depart this life.
Because Happiness is a journey,not a destination.
For a long time this journey has been the life which is about to begin. But there are always obstacles , some things has to go through first, an unfinished business or an overdue debt.
We do carry the secret to our own happiness inside "ourselves".But what exactly is this ‘self’? And how can this self find its place in the world, so it can experience happiness?
Happiness is a state of mind – positive and good emotions creates it.
Then life would begin. Happiness is the way. So treasure every moment that you live.
And remember that time waits for no one. So stop waiting until you finish school, until you go to college; until you get married, until you get divorced; until you have kids; until you got retirement; until spring comes; until you will born again to decide that there can not be a better time than right now to be happy…...
Happiness is a journey, not a destination.So, work like you don't need money, love like you've never been hurt,dance like no one's watching and live like this will be your last day.
I'm happiest when I'm right where I want to be and I want to be right where I am. I'm not looking forwards, or backwards, or sideways, or wishing my moments away.
And that's the journey, after all, isn't it?
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This journey starts with your first cry and ends with the last tears of yours when you depart this life.
Because Happiness is a journey,not a destination.
For a long time this journey has been the life which is about to begin. But there are always obstacles , some things has to go through first, an unfinished business or an overdue debt.
We do carry the secret to our own happiness inside "ourselves".But what exactly is this ‘self’? And how can this self find its place in the world, so it can experience happiness?
Happiness is a state of mind – positive and good emotions creates it.
Then life would begin. Happiness is the way. So treasure every moment that you live.
And remember that time waits for no one. So stop waiting until you finish school, until you go to college; until you get married, until you get divorced; until you have kids; until you got retirement; until spring comes; until you will born again to decide that there can not be a better time than right now to be happy…...
Happiness is a journey, not a destination.So, work like you don't need money, love like you've never been hurt,dance like no one's watching and live like this will be your last day.
I'm happiest when I'm right where I want to be and I want to be right where I am. I'm not looking forwards, or backwards, or sideways, or wishing my moments away.
And that's the journey, after all, isn't it?
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"Yes I can and I will, Just I have to change my view even I can fly"
I certainly don't regret my experiences because without them,I couldn't imagine who or where I would be today.Life is an amazing gift to those who overcome great obstacles,and attitude is everything.The people you decide to surround yourself with,will leave an imprint in your heart,no matter good or bad for the rest of your life.After being picked up and thrown away by all the people who you thought were your friends,it's hard to get back poon your feet and to get you confidence again.
I certainly don't regret my experience because without them, I couldn't imagine who or where I would be today.
Opportunity knocks once; Snatch it,"I can and I will".
Challenge, small or big;Face it,"I can and I will".
If bigger things don't happen,let me look for happiness in the small moments,the small occasions,coming by.
Why should I keep waiting for bigger momens?What if they are far away?Will I keep feeling unhappy until then?By thinking these questions to yourself the next thing you tell yourself should be"I can and I will".
Believing in myself, feeling strong,never give up-no matter what the circumstances are ,have made me feel I,m a champion and overcome the dreaded obstacles.on my feelings,be brave to tell the heart:"I am not gonna lose, I will win with all these pains and sorrows". Just let me have a minute and ask myself can I do it,and the answer should be Yes I can and see what I'm capable of doing.I will do my best ;won't ever ever give up.
Let me judge each day not by harvest I reap but by seeds that I plant.
Let my solid persistence change failure into extraordinary achievement.
Let see something positive even in bad situations.Even a stopped clock shows correct time twice a Day..
Like the elephant, how many of us go through life hanging onto a belief that we cannot do something, simply because we failed at it once before?Failure is part of learning,I would never give up my struggles in life!
Just have a magnanimous heart and try to learn through each experience you got.
No one earlier, no one in future - I would love to be absolutely unique! Let me enjoy that uniqueness. Should I have to pretend in order to seem more like someone else? I am not meant to be like someone else. I do not have to lie to conceal the parts of you that are not like what you see in anyone else. I'm meant to be different.
Just spread your hands, the wings you got and see what you can do,even if you want to fly.....
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I certainly don't regret my experiences because without them,I couldn't imagine who or where I would be today.Life is an amazing gift to those who overcome great obstacles,and attitude is everything.The people you decide to surround yourself with,will leave an imprint in your heart,no matter good or bad for the rest of your life.After being picked up and thrown away by all the people who you thought were your friends,it's hard to get back poon your feet and to get you confidence again.
I certainly don't regret my experience because without them, I couldn't imagine who or where I would be today.
Opportunity knocks once; Snatch it,"I can and I will".
Challenge, small or big;Face it,"I can and I will".
If bigger things don't happen,let me look for happiness in the small moments,the small occasions,coming by.
Why should I keep waiting for bigger momens?What if they are far away?Will I keep feeling unhappy until then?By thinking these questions to yourself the next thing you tell yourself should be"I can and I will".
Believing in myself, feeling strong,never give up-no matter what the circumstances are ,have made me feel I,m a champion and overcome the dreaded obstacles.on my feelings,be brave to tell the heart:"I am not gonna lose, I will win with all these pains and sorrows". Just let me have a minute and ask myself can I do it,and the answer should be Yes I can and see what I'm capable of doing.I will do my best ;won't ever ever give up.
Let me judge each day not by harvest I reap but by seeds that I plant.
Let my solid persistence change failure into extraordinary achievement.
Let see something positive even in bad situations.Even a stopped clock shows correct time twice a Day..
Like the elephant, how many of us go through life hanging onto a belief that we cannot do something, simply because we failed at it once before?Failure is part of learning,I would never give up my struggles in life!
Just have a magnanimous heart and try to learn through each experience you got.
No one earlier, no one in future - I would love to be absolutely unique! Let me enjoy that uniqueness. Should I have to pretend in order to seem more like someone else? I am not meant to be like someone else. I do not have to lie to conceal the parts of you that are not like what you see in anyone else. I'm meant to be different.
Just spread your hands, the wings you got and see what you can do,even if you want to fly.....
#wca #wcpp #NG #review
Happiness is a butterfly,
Just like your dreams which has to fly,
It starts with your first cry,
and ends with your last unnoticed shy.
Let's go find that great blue yonder,
Far away from noise and rush,
A place where one can sit and ponder,
Silently,in a cocoon of hush.
As there are always obstacles,
this butterfly should know how to dart,
cause happiness is a journey,
but not at all a depot.
So fly as a free butterfly,
with happiness to glide,
But No luggage of sorrow,
Because happiness is a butterfly....
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Just like your dreams which has to fly,
It starts with your first cry,
and ends with your last unnoticed shy.
Let's go find that great blue yonder,
Far away from noise and rush,
A place where one can sit and ponder,
Silently,in a cocoon of hush.
As there are always obstacles,
this butterfly should know how to dart,
cause happiness is a journey,
but not at all a depot.
So fly as a free butterfly,
with happiness to glide,
But No luggage of sorrow,
Because happiness is a butterfly....
#review #NG
#review
I am not a perfect person,
I make a lot of mistakes,
But I really appreciate
Those people who stay
With me after knowing
My lot of Mistakes...
#NG #shortpoetry
I am not a perfect person,
I make a lot of mistakes,
But I really appreciate
Those people who stay
With me after knowing
My lot of Mistakes...
#NG #shortpoetry
The Gone Girl
Long blond hair ,much to die for,
Only one woman, who got me to shore,
Soon enough I saw her, she closed the door,
Too big of her devil's smile,
That I can't see ,due to the umbrella she hold,
Beautiful girl gone with the wind,
But she hides the Bellona in her spirit,
Neither she is an Ambivalent nor a Somnambulist,
But yes she is a daughter, yes she is a wife,
But this world forget about the suffer of her neonatal.
So what she can do ,where she go,
This gone girl can world let it go,
And live in a world without placebo.
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#wcpp #wca
Long blond hair ,much to die for,
Only one woman, who got me to shore,
Soon enough I saw her, she closed the door,
Too big of her devil's smile,
That I can't see ,due to the umbrella she hold,
Beautiful girl gone with the wind,
But she hides the Bellona in her spirit,
Neither she is an Ambivalent nor a Somnambulist,
But yes she is a daughter, yes she is a wife,
But this world forget about the suffer of her neonatal.
So what she can do ,where she go,
This gone girl can world let it go,
And live in a world without placebo.
#NG #review
#wcpp #wca
Title: Haunted night in the Hostel!
I try to sleep but there is a creaky voice. As the cold breeze brushes my face, I realise something spooky. Turning around in the direction of the ghastly noise, I find blood trails on the floor. I don't know what it is but I just scared a little bit. I switched on the lights to find my roommate but he was not there by which I scared a little more.
Now I hear that sound again but this time it's sound like different and that's A whisper.At first it's very faint, but then it gradually gets closer. And then a whisper is whispering in my ear.At first it might whisper things in a language I can't understand. And then it whispers,"your dead". I start to feel uneasy.What does it mean. I glance at my clock and it's about 12:30. And i sleep again. And at 2:30 I got up again and I heard the whispers in the same language again. Getting closer this time. Again it whispers the same thing,"your dead". At the same time I suddenly can't breathe, I frantically fight for my life. Before my last breath I whisper,"I'm dead". And then I realise it's not the whisper but it's the dream.
And than I got up again but this time it's 12:30 again and then realised i just woke up by a bad dream in my mind. I just wanted to lit the lighter to burn the cigarette but the flame of the lighter doesn't want to ignite, I don't know, what it is but I keep try to lit the cigarette but it seems impossible for me to do that task so I throw away that shit far. Than a creaky sound I hear one more time and I just got up to look the source of that sound. As this is the holiday time so I am also alone in the hostel and now my mind is stick on the ghost stories those I heard many times from the seniors. when I am recalling all these thoughts I heard a "knock knock" on the door. And that is enough to shiver me out than now once again "knock knock" and than I gather all my guts to open the gate but as I opened the gate I see the hostel dog "snoopy" who was smashing her head on the door and I looked her gloomy eye . She just bark this time and I got the chills in my blood now. Than i just placate the snoopy down.
Now we both heard that creaky sound again but thank god it's not coming from the basement which is famous by the name haunted basement. When I saw on the gate of hostel I opened my eyes pretty much immediately, and there was a blur of light, leaning over me, very close but it was not distinguishable as a person — it more resembled a person sized version of a colourful nebula I might see a picture of in a science magazine. For all the clarity of that distinct feeling, I had no sense of what it wanted, whether it was malevolent or just curious.I flipped right the fuck out -jumped backwards to the other side of snoopy now, too terrifies to scream , and that blur of light receded and disappeared over the course of about 3 seconds.My dog is now going absolutely ape.
But I heard a familiar voice now and it's coming from the gate of hostel and when I checked it again that colourful nebula was none other than my hostel warden and than finally I took breath but now I just hear his scold.
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I try to sleep but there is a creaky voice. As the cold breeze brushes my face, I realise something spooky. Turning around in the direction of the ghastly noise, I find blood trails on the floor. I don't know what it is but I just scared a little bit. I switched on the lights to find my roommate but he was not there by which I scared a little more.
Now I hear that sound again but this time it's sound like different and that's A whisper.At first it's very faint, but then it gradually gets closer. And then a whisper is whispering in my ear.At first it might whisper things in a language I can't understand. And then it whispers,"your dead". I start to feel uneasy.What does it mean. I glance at my clock and it's about 12:30. And i sleep again. And at 2:30 I got up again and I heard the whispers in the same language again. Getting closer this time. Again it whispers the same thing,"your dead". At the same time I suddenly can't breathe, I frantically fight for my life. Before my last breath I whisper,"I'm dead". And then I realise it's not the whisper but it's the dream.
And than I got up again but this time it's 12:30 again and then realised i just woke up by a bad dream in my mind. I just wanted to lit the lighter to burn the cigarette but the flame of the lighter doesn't want to ignite, I don't know, what it is but I keep try to lit the cigarette but it seems impossible for me to do that task so I throw away that shit far. Than a creaky sound I hear one more time and I just got up to look the source of that sound. As this is the holiday time so I am also alone in the hostel and now my mind is stick on the ghost stories those I heard many times from the seniors. when I am recalling all these thoughts I heard a "knock knock" on the door. And that is enough to shiver me out than now once again "knock knock" and than I gather all my guts to open the gate but as I opened the gate I see the hostel dog "snoopy" who was smashing her head on the door and I looked her gloomy eye . She just bark this time and I got the chills in my blood now. Than i just placate the snoopy down.
Now we both heard that creaky sound again but thank god it's not coming from the basement which is famous by the name haunted basement. When I saw on the gate of hostel I opened my eyes pretty much immediately, and there was a blur of light, leaning over me, very close but it was not distinguishable as a person — it more resembled a person sized version of a colourful nebula I might see a picture of in a science magazine. For all the clarity of that distinct feeling, I had no sense of what it wanted, whether it was malevolent or just curious.I flipped right the fuck out -jumped backwards to the other side of snoopy now, too terrifies to scream , and that blur of light receded and disappeared over the course of about 3 seconds.My dog is now going absolutely ape.
But I heard a familiar voice now and it's coming from the gate of hostel and when I checked it again that colourful nebula was none other than my hostel warden and than finally I took breath but now I just hear his scold.
#wca #wcpp #review #NG #shortstory #Horror
Author's Note: The below poem came from a conversation we had.
@Haniju1129 : Let's do conversation in the circle with rhyme and we will frame it into a poem .So are you guys ready?
Me: Ok we should try!
Anonymous : Let's do it..
And so that's how we finally came up with this poem. Incomplete, with just a few points. Hope you like it!😅
A Busy Day
That smell is fowl,
coming from my bowl,
i wish to rock and roll,
and we will drop the party ball.
We will dance till we fall,
i am watching the super bowl,
It was fun to play ball,
especially when you catch the ball and fall.
Now I grew so tall,
I grew taller than a pole,
still playing in the stadium hall,
and practising throwing ball on the wall.
I miss the days when i used to fall,
but now i am in a wooden hall,
this place feels like a mall
and full of interesting stall.
Wait, where's the toy store,
coz I need a souvenir doll,
to gift my internet troll,
and hand out all night like an owl.
Now I am sitting on a rock,
in the navy dock,
with his noisy rooster cock,
it is as white as a chalk,
and it feels like it is full of talk.
Wait, my best friend just came LOL,
he is a funny troll,
ready to strike tall,
and my rooster is playing with the ball after it went prone.
We both can hear the rooster growl,
while choking on our baseball,
till it feels lost,
and now it threw it out like a lollipop.
We were chilling to hip-hop,
then I bounced on my way back home,
the roads felt like Rome,
with all the shiny dome.
Alas, it bottled down to charging my phone,
keeping it above the drawer,
and I fell asleep all alone...
The End.....
In Collaboration with - @Haniju1129 and @Anonymous
#review #NG
@Haniju1129 : Let's do conversation in the circle with rhyme and we will frame it into a poem .So are you guys ready?
Me: Ok we should try!
Anonymous : Let's do it..
And so that's how we finally came up with this poem. Incomplete, with just a few points. Hope you like it!😅
A Busy Day
That smell is fowl,
coming from my bowl,
i wish to rock and roll,
and we will drop the party ball.
We will dance till we fall,
i am watching the super bowl,
It was fun to play ball,
especially when you catch the ball and fall.
Now I grew so tall,
I grew taller than a pole,
still playing in the stadium hall,
and practising throwing ball on the wall.
I miss the days when i used to fall,
but now i am in a wooden hall,
this place feels like a mall
and full of interesting stall.
Wait, where's the toy store,
coz I need a souvenir doll,
to gift my internet troll,
and hand out all night like an owl.
Now I am sitting on a rock,
in the navy dock,
with his noisy rooster cock,
it is as white as a chalk,
and it feels like it is full of talk.
Wait, my best friend just came LOL,
he is a funny troll,
ready to strike tall,
and my rooster is playing with the ball after it went prone.
We both can hear the rooster growl,
while choking on our baseball,
till it feels lost,
and now it threw it out like a lollipop.
We were chilling to hip-hop,
then I bounced on my way back home,
the roads felt like Rome,
with all the shiny dome.
Alas, it bottled down to charging my phone,
keeping it above the drawer,
and I fell asleep all alone...
The End.....
In Collaboration with - @Haniju1129 and @Anonymous
#review #NG
Author's Note: The below poem came from a conversation we had.
@Haniju1129 : Let's do conversation in the circle with rhyme and we will frame it into a poem. So are you guys ready?
Me: Ok we should try!
Anonymous : Let's do it..
And so that's how we finally came up with this poem. Incomplete, with just a few points. Hope you like it!😅
A Busy Day
That smell is fowl,
coming from my bowl,
I wish to rock and roll,
and we will drop the party ball.
We will dance till we fall,
I am watching the super bowl,
It was fun to play ball,
especially when you catch the ball and fall.
Now I grew so tall,
I grew taller than a pole,
still playing in the stadium hall,
and practising throwing ball on the wall.
I miss the days when i used to fall,
but now I am in a wooden hall,
this place feels like a mall
and full of interesting stall.
Wait, where's the toy store,
coz I need a souvenir doll,
to gift my internet troll,
and hand out all night like an owl.
Now I am sitting on a rock,
in the navy dock,
with his noisy rooster cock,
it is as white as a chalk,
and it feels like it is full of talk.
Wait, my best friend just came LOL,
he is a funny troll,
ready to strike tall,
and my rooster is playing with the ball after it went prone.
We both can hear the rooster growl,
while choking on our baseball,
till it feels lost,
and now it threw it out like a lollipop.
We were chilling to hip-hop,
then I bounced on my way back home,
the roads felt like Rome,
with all the shiny dome.
Alas, it bottled down to charging my phone,
keeping it above the drawer,
and I fell asleep all alone...
The End.....
In Collaboration with - #Haniju and ##anonWrites
#review #NG
@Haniju1129 : Let's do conversation in the circle with rhyme and we will frame it into a poem. So are you guys ready?
Me: Ok we should try!
Anonymous : Let's do it..
And so that's how we finally came up with this poem. Incomplete, with just a few points. Hope you like it!😅
A Busy Day
That smell is fowl,
coming from my bowl,
I wish to rock and roll,
and we will drop the party ball.
We will dance till we fall,
I am watching the super bowl,
It was fun to play ball,
especially when you catch the ball and fall.
Now I grew so tall,
I grew taller than a pole,
still playing in the stadium hall,
and practising throwing ball on the wall.
I miss the days when i used to fall,
but now I am in a wooden hall,
this place feels like a mall
and full of interesting stall.
Wait, where's the toy store,
coz I need a souvenir doll,
to gift my internet troll,
and hand out all night like an owl.
Now I am sitting on a rock,
in the navy dock,
with his noisy rooster cock,
it is as white as a chalk,
and it feels like it is full of talk.
Wait, my best friend just came LOL,
he is a funny troll,
ready to strike tall,
and my rooster is playing with the ball after it went prone.
We both can hear the rooster growl,
while choking on our baseball,
till it feels lost,
and now it threw it out like a lollipop.
We were chilling to hip-hop,
then I bounced on my way back home,
the roads felt like Rome,
with all the shiny dome.
Alas, it bottled down to charging my phone,
keeping it above the drawer,
and I fell asleep all alone...
The End.....
In Collaboration with - #Haniju and ##anonWrites
#review #NG
#review #NG
#wca #wcss
I woke up early this morning with a spring in my step. Today is the day I have waited for ages and going to propose Navita finally. Me and Navita have been friends for ages but the problem is we both are committed but not with each other, so it is needless to say it would be wrong to go any further than friends.
Today is the day when I first met Navita in our society garden and she has been my bestie from then.
We couldn't be in a relationship if I too even tried because she was in a relationship with Piyush but whenever I meet him I always see the anger in his eyes.
Anyway I get out of bed early this morning in a good mood unlike me ,who wouldn't happy in the morning but only been a lazy scum.
Then I got up to take the shower and washed my hair and made sure I will look presentable and look like I had tried. I decided already to wear the T-shirt that was Navita's gift to me on my birthday that states "Janam se aalsi"(Lazy from birth).
And I pick up my phone to call Navita but as I was about to call her I got a text from her, it says,"Hey Ayaan, can we meet today in the society garden at 4 in evening?".
I don't know what was happening to her and why, but still I hope for the best.
So I jumped into the car and all I could think only about Navita. Then I buy a red and yellow color flowers bouquet just like she love.
I reached the garden just on right time and repeating the proposal lines to myself and I saw her coming, the love of my life.
As she came, I welcome her of my best hugs, she nuzzled into my chest and we hugged. She started to cry I felt her tears seep through my T-shirt but I don't care and bent down and cupped Navita's face with my large hand and I said,"It's OK Navi.., But tell me what happened?"
Then she explained me the whole story that how she engaged in a fight with piyush last night and he even slapped her and she also told that she don't wanna be with him not anymore.
And then she hold my hands into her and said,"OK Ayaan I must have to tell this now, , from the first day we met in this garden that place, and today is the only day I gathered enough courage to tell you today on this special day, I Navita is in deeply,madly, througly in love with you Ayaan.."
As I heard her and just looked in her wet eyes and I said "I love you more Navi.."
I lent down and I kissed her gently and finally I am with the person that I meant for.
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I woke up early this morning with a spring in my step. Today is the day I have waited for ages and going to propose Navita finally. Me and Navita have been friends for ages but the problem is we both are committed but not with each other, so it is needless to say it would be wrong to go any further than friends.
Today is the day when I first met Navita in our society garden and she has been my bestie from then.
We couldn't be in a relationship if I too even tried because she was in a relationship with Piyush but whenever I meet him I always see the anger in his eyes.
Anyway I get out of bed early this morning in a good mood unlike me ,who wouldn't happy in the morning but only been a lazy scum.
Then I got up to take the shower and washed my hair and made sure I will look presentable and look like I had tried. I decided already to wear the T-shirt that was Navita's gift to me on my birthday that states "Janam se aalsi"(Lazy from birth).
And I pick up my phone to call Navita but as I was about to call her I got a text from her, it says,"Hey Ayaan, can we meet today in the society garden at 4 in evening?".
I don't know what was happening to her and why, but still I hope for the best.
So I jumped into the car and all I could think only about Navita. Then I buy a red and yellow color flowers bouquet just like she love.
I reached the garden just on right time and repeating the proposal lines to myself and I saw her coming, the love of my life.
As she came, I welcome her of my best hugs, she nuzzled into my chest and we hugged. She started to cry I felt her tears seep through my T-shirt but I don't care and bent down and cupped Navita's face with my large hand and I said,"It's OK Navi.., But tell me what happened?"
Then she explained me the whole story that how she engaged in a fight with piyush last night and he even slapped her and she also told that she don't wanna be with him not anymore.
And then she hold my hands into her and said,"OK Ayaan I must have to tell this now, , from the first day we met in this garden that place, and today is the only day I gathered enough courage to tell you today on this special day, I Navita is in deeply,madly, througly in love with you Ayaan.."
As I heard her and just looked in her wet eyes and I said "I love you more Navi.."
I lent down and I kissed her gently and finally I am with the person that I meant for.
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#wcss #wca
PRESENT:
MARS,2123
"No,Dad I don't want to go without you, I don't want to leave you behind, Please please come with us" I beg my dad to come along but he reply with a cute smile "Look after your mom kiddo and Don't forget how much I love you both" and with the gentle kiss on my forehead, he turns back and the gates close. I can feel my heart hammering in my ears, but I don't want to look some where else and I can't even reply. I am afraid of looking afraid.
"Grandpa, Grandpa" I hear some noise but not sure where it is coming from, "Grandpa Alan, you are sleeping again at this time. It's the story time" Oh! This is my grandsons' voice so I think I was dreaming again. By dreaming and spending the life with that same dream is not less than an agonizing death.
"Not today Neel" I murmured. "No, We waited for the entire story for a very long time, Now you must have to tell" My only grandson Neel who is the life of mine now. The most precious thing in the world isn't gold or diamonds it's the innocence with which a child view the world and specially when their new world is the mars, the red planet.
The memory of my life was with that moment when I lose my father, and everything before it was a blur. I can't even remember the face but only my father's face with wet eyes but with a tiny smile..
Looking back, I think a part of my mother died that day too; I just realize that on the mars.
Earth, 2081:
The last flight is about to leave to mars as a huge asteroid much enormous than the earth is going to strike and will destroy the earth. So there's a jolt as the last stage of our rocket drops away to burn up in the atmosphere. My eyes snaps to the mission clock.
"Twenty minutes and fifteen seconds". And I hold the hands of my father and mother very tight which I don't want to let go. But I discover my father seems looking for something and that something is my younger brother and he is not with us in the rocket.
So he decides to go out to find him but the rocket is about to take off.
Then he just vanish with his last words "Look after your mom kiddo and Don't forget how much I love you both" and gates closes and so my hopes that I would see my father and brother again.
Then I hear the reverse counting that means the rocket is about to blast and leave but my father isn't here by my side nether mine younger brother.
"Three, Two, One.." and I close my eyes at the deafening explosion of the rocket engines. The force of the 100 tonne bomb beneath me jams my spine into the seat as it fights gravity and lifts its mammoth weight into the sky.
At the same time, a blast of adrenaline rips through my nervous system, making my heart pond so hard I can feel my head throbbing. With each breath, I feel the gnawing fear that it may be my last but my teary eyes realizes me that my father and my little brother is not with me.
My stomach twists into a tighter knot despite my pre-launch dose of anti-nausia drugs. I find it hard to breathe, and I know it's from more than just the tremendous gravity forces crushing my chest.The panic no longer lurks in the back of my mind, it's kicking the door down but i felt a touch on my hand and I can feel My mother is also by my side and she gently waved "It's gonna be okay".
And after a long journey of 3 months and 20 days we finally reach the red planet and the volunteers just welcome us check our cylinders if they need to change. But yeah we are alright.
And from now onwards my only home is mars and I have to live my life with this culpability.
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PRESENT:
MARS,2123
"No,Dad I don't want to go without you, I don't want to leave you behind, Please please come with us" I beg my dad to come along but he reply with a cute smile "Look after your mom kiddo and Don't forget how much I love you both" and with the gentle kiss on my forehead, he turns back and the gates close. I can feel my heart hammering in my ears, but I don't want to look some where else and I can't even reply. I am afraid of looking afraid.
"Grandpa, Grandpa" I hear some noise but not sure where it is coming from, "Grandpa Alan, you are sleeping again at this time. It's the story time" Oh! This is my grandsons' voice so I think I was dreaming again. By dreaming and spending the life with that same dream is not less than an agonizing death.
"Not today Neel" I murmured. "No, We waited for the entire story for a very long time, Now you must have to tell" My only grandson Neel who is the life of mine now. The most precious thing in the world isn't gold or diamonds it's the innocence with which a child view the world and specially when their new world is the mars, the red planet.
The memory of my life was with that moment when I lose my father, and everything before it was a blur. I can't even remember the face but only my father's face with wet eyes but with a tiny smile..
Looking back, I think a part of my mother died that day too; I just realize that on the mars.
Earth, 2081:
The last flight is about to leave to mars as a huge asteroid much enormous than the earth is going to strike and will destroy the earth. So there's a jolt as the last stage of our rocket drops away to burn up in the atmosphere. My eyes snaps to the mission clock.
"Twenty minutes and fifteen seconds". And I hold the hands of my father and mother very tight which I don't want to let go. But I discover my father seems looking for something and that something is my younger brother and he is not with us in the rocket.
So he decides to go out to find him but the rocket is about to take off.
Then he just vanish with his last words "Look after your mom kiddo and Don't forget how much I love you both" and gates closes and so my hopes that I would see my father and brother again.
Then I hear the reverse counting that means the rocket is about to blast and leave but my father isn't here by my side nether mine younger brother.
"Three, Two, One.." and I close my eyes at the deafening explosion of the rocket engines. The force of the 100 tonne bomb beneath me jams my spine into the seat as it fights gravity and lifts its mammoth weight into the sky.
At the same time, a blast of adrenaline rips through my nervous system, making my heart pond so hard I can feel my head throbbing. With each breath, I feel the gnawing fear that it may be my last but my teary eyes realizes me that my father and my little brother is not with me.
My stomach twists into a tighter knot despite my pre-launch dose of anti-nausia drugs. I find it hard to breathe, and I know it's from more than just the tremendous gravity forces crushing my chest.The panic no longer lurks in the back of my mind, it's kicking the door down but i felt a touch on my hand and I can feel My mother is also by my side and she gently waved "It's gonna be okay".
And after a long journey of 3 months and 20 days we finally reach the red planet and the volunteers just welcome us check our cylinders if they need to change. But yeah we are alright.
And from now onwards my only home is mars and I have to live my life with this culpability.