Showing posts from February, 2013

a lost feeling

how can a beloved not be so, how can emotions change their flow.. in a life where we are moving with force, i wonder how we not carry love along..there's a thought that comes, along comes no feeling.. as if all closeness vanishes in a day.. the one that became more beautiful every passing moment,is gone was meant to be..or is it my very ideology that let's me speak that the love that stood firm once is over.. whatever it is, it hurts.. it pains for a moment the very idea that relates to love.. the very next moment giving a relief that i am out of all that once was..but it was love


By: Gagandeep Singh Vaid

"Believe in goodness and make it your very nature" 

Elegance is a taste. It's a well defined spirit that tells a person's imaginative brilliance. It can vary from person to person but its effects are royal and very poetical.

You can touch a person merely with your looks. A mood can move, it can swing. For love and affection can be attributed with the mannerism you carry yourself in. From your clothing to your simple walks and your expression of thoughts. All together showcase the person that is entirely you.

You may be in a state to define what you like on impulse. Similarly, you can yourself become an icon for many others who get to meet you. This can happen so, only when you are pure from within devoid of any ill-will or being very ambitious. You can't turn elegant in a day. You can, only if you like being that. If you like inspiring yourself with the beauty and colours the world is blessed with.

It's up…

"Like season, like love"

By: Gagandeep Singh VaidGrayish appears the sky upwards, Dream glare into imaginative words, Feelings erupt with an idea of love, As flies the atmospheric, rhythmic buzz.There is a notion, A long dealt pride. In the walk that I carry, With a lover's delight.Her thoughts mingle, The seeds of spontaneity in me, My heart. A wish propels in no time, this very hill that I pass. I am in her arms, like a long lost friend, only to comfort her and to tell. That I am present for her, and the seasons of mist prepare our meet. That every new season is a new occasion to conquer. That every moment to live and be with you is a new season. "