Snippets of the mind by Gagansvaid

That night when her eyes bade me goodbye, unknowing of the fact when we would meet next, all I could savour was her belief in love.  After all that I did to break her apart, someone else had come in her life to tell her, that love didn’t fail every single time. This time it was him, standing next to her, giving me the faith that yes,  she had found her right man, and I was satisfied, and thanked the Lord, for giving her the love that she always deserved, not from me, but the right man! — Gagandeep Singh Vaid 

"All you dream is not love, and all you love is not a dream." http://gagansvaid.blogspot.in/2016/10/let-go-of-love.html  (in reference to this poem) I would like to explain my thoughts behind these lines. While I am explaining these lines, at the same time I am asking the question from the reader regarding what is love? In the context of the given stanza, what you dream about is not love! This lines emphasises upon the importance of a person's physical being. In your thoughts merely, you cannot find love. Love has to be an acceptance that you live with that person in the reality. Being lost in wonderment won't mean love, according to this line. In the same manner, "all you love is not a dream." As the first line says, so does the second one.  If the person whom you love is there standing next to you, then love is the reality and no longer a dream.  So concluding the lines what I understand is, that lovers are those who live in reality with ac...

Artist Address i don't know what love is, but i see it in your face! the special feeling, the moment you are around; it might be infatuation, but what can i do about it? staying silent because, it might break the bond- of friendship we carry, i let the winds be, touching me and moving past. as someone would have said, all you dream is not love, and all you love, is not a dream . so let it be, the way you are. because that is how, you are at peace. while a bond remains strong, friendship doesn't fade. with times your emotions- would understand, how beautiful life is- to let go, of what you thought is love. -- gagandeep singh vaid Listen to the poem here:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fwqcT4F6i_4    Additional description:  http://gagansvaid.blogspot.in/2016/10/all-you-love-is-not-dream.html   

Photograph by Deshpreet Singh Vaid "You are a writer. What would you write for me?" She asked. "And, why would I write for you?" I questioned. She stood struck and surprised as what I asked. I moved by, leaving the girl standing behind. I would never write for anyone unless I really wanted to. For business, it could be a different thing: but personally, it was all different.  In the later days, I met many people. Some questioned me about my identity while some didn't really care about who I was. The second category of the people simply talked, and I was comfortable dealing with them. The moment when you are in a sense of freedom and no one intervenes your zone, that is indeed a special feeling.  "Writers need to breathe!" I said to myself and kept my eyes engrossed at the clock's tic-tic. I loved to hear the sound the clock made. I liked seeing my life so much defined. Every moment of that peaceful hour was getting identified...

I could never wear the mask of what I wasn't. Whatever I was, I was the most happy in being that! I would definitely try to be a better person, when it comes to organising, managing my tasks. I love to exercise to get my physique in shape, I love to spend time with the kids whom I teach on weekends sometimes. I feel that the pressure at work of the whole week gets dissolved when those little kids smile back at me. I feel a small walk while the sun is up, gives me the greatest peace. To find my grandmother waiting for me everyday, gives me reason enough to consider myself the luckiest! There are small joys that make me human, and act humanly. Otherwise, I might have been a negative person, someone not understanding the meaning of myself, my life. I wish to reach heights, but with this journey, that I can call mine.  I don't want to cheat on someone. While at work, I want to be smart. I am learning, that makes me happy enough! -- Gagan

Stars twinkle, so do your eyes. My heart considers you dearly, dear love of my life. We move different paths, share stories of melancholy and warmth. You call me a solo traveler, while I call you my dream love. While not staying in touch, I can feel your presence around me. While not sharing your touch, I can feel complete. On learning that our dispositions are different, You walk miles,  without letting me know even once, and I sit thinking we formed a great couple. While you leave today, still I am here considering you my lover! Because what heart could match, neither you nor I could ever take away. -- Gagan 

There are those times in life when you can't say but only feel. This is one such situation. The point is that I am thinking too much but then what can I do? When it's the fault in my stars! -- Removing the covers of madness from her face, she felt the cold breeze making its space in the deepest corner of her heart. To the world she was a comedian but this comedian needed the moments of peaceful embrace too. She liked silence, away from the showbiz, those cheers and buzz of the crowd that greeted her every time.  This was the time when she was her true self, the one which she only knew. -- "It is difficult mom," said a 10 year old boy. "That’s why you need to win it,” answered the mother. “But it needs hard work mom.” “And you will do it.” As the mother said these lines the boy’s confidence reached the seventh sky. Years later he was on the television winning for his Nation at a global sporting event.  He could thank his suppor...