Rajkumari's Mind

Like a rose, holding its petals close to the core, clings to the stem for it knows how cruel the world is. Tending to its need they'll care, adore and praise. Once the little bud starts opening up its petals to them, they'll rip it off the branch. Placing it in a vase, they'll enjoy its fragrance. Placing it in a bouquet, they'll impress their loved ones. Placing it on a grave, they'll mourn the gone. And then, leave it there, to wither away, on its own. It tries to survive, it sends messages through its wilting petals. Some pluck the petals away, one after another, deciding whom they love. Some keep it in their book, and suffocate it to death. Some crush the petals and make perfumes. Some throw it away. But, it never ceases to struggle until its last petal ceases to breathe. Just like that rose, I will strive to hold on, to my will, letting you enjoy me, making you happy. Just like that rose, I will always be there to comfort you. Just like that ros

Sitting at the far end of that cafe I glanced around finding nobody but the empty chairs. Twenty four chairs and twelve tables I counted. All empty. I found it funny how each table could only sit two people. Don't groups of friends visit cafes anymore or had this cafe become a spot for people like me? People like me, who sit alone at their favourite table sipping hot chocolate engrossed in a book. Who enjoy the peace and calm of being alone. Who want to shut out the world. Who want to write their thoughts out. Who want to enjoy their own company. Who don't feel at home in their own home. Who can't make friends because they're different. They're different for they enjoy one to one conversations. For they love to sit and talk for three hours straight. For they read as much as they can and discuss what they read later. For they love to recite poems and not filmy item numbers. For they love the soft instrumental music and not rock or pop or jazz. For the

"मित्र" अर्थ हरवून बसलेला हा शब्द आता स्वतः ही हरवू लागला आहे. तसेच "मैत्रीण" या शब्दातल्या गोडव्यासोबत तो शब्द ही विरत चालला आहे. परवा एका मित्राशी बोलताना, नव्हे, चॅटींग करताना मी सहज म्हणून गेले 'मैत्रीणी साठी ईतकं ही करू शकत नाहीस का?' तर उत्तर आल "मैत्रीण? फार दिवसांनी आला ग हा शब्द समोर. कसंतरीच झालं." यावर मी काय बोलावं ते सुचेना. Bestie, bro, bff, dude हे असले शब्द ज्याला आपले वाटतात त्याला मैत्रीण यातला गोडवा अन जिव्हाळा नाही समजायचा म्हणून तो विषय सोडला. पण मैत्रीण वाचून कसंतरी वाटणार्या त्याने आई वडीलांना "ही माझी जुनी मैत्रीण " म्हणून ओळख करून देताना हसूच आलं.