As I say, "A comprehensive and fundamental study of life and all its aspects with the help of elite nomenclature is called Literature." Benjamin Franklin said, “An investment in knowledge pays the best interest.” Aristotle stated, “The roots of education are bitter, but the fruit is sweet.” I believe serving humanity and literature is the best obligation to do in this ephemeral world, where nothing lasts forever, but thoughts, words and impressions last and serve longer for sure. Working as a team, in a collaboration; bears marvelous fruits nobody could ever imagine. This is the reason I come to this thought of bringing a unique and idiosyncratic magazine focusing majorly on poesy as we see there are quite less poetry magazines in the market. It is solemnly a literary e-magazine, that will cover all the social matters, just in a literary way.
Remember! All submissions must be in English, Urdu and Punjabi languages. “Causerie” only accepts submissions sent in soft copy through email or the given medium. We are not,currently,accepting any manual submissions sent in mails. Keep your article, short story under twelve hundred words. Avoid controversial, hatred and adult stuff.
Kindly it's a humble request to do not submit more than one article, story or poem at a time. Please be sure to include your email address or the link to any social platform to contact you in the time of need. We owe the right to make changes in the content to the requirements of our magazine's rules and disciplines.
Sia was extremely happy and nervous at the same time. After all, she was going to meet Ved for the very first time after he left her and moved to another city. Breakup, leaving, hurting these are just mere terms and tags and these things neither mattered to her and nor will.. She was just so busy in getting ready “Red, Pink blue or black? which kurta should I wear and jhumkas this, this or this, okay this! Umm, Wait!... but these are the same which he knows are special to me..so I should wear something else”..she perplexed with such thoughts. “Not too much, not too less let me just make up myself just normal so that this meeting should not become awkward” she gave an affirmation to herself.
Whereas on the other side, Ved too was feeling nervous and merry and gathering strength to face her after all these years. “Ved! Calm down, Take a breath, Sia turns into a Kid when you're around and if you too will do the same then how will it work? If one person acts childish then there should be a person who need to act mature, okay? 1,2,3.. Ready!” On the way to the place of meeting, Ved saw sunflowers and Sunflowers are her favorite "Should I buy or not, what will she think? Yes, No, Yes, No, Yess forget about the rules let's just buy those flowers she'll feel extremely happy”
Sia is already there waiting and Ved with sunflowers in his hands is standing right in front of her.. Hey! Heyyy! Awkward* Stop it Ved! Since when we started saying Heyy like strangers to each other?- she said laughingly. And the Conversation goes on and on.. So, anything new in your life? Found someone? Ved asked. No! But you have someone in your life, right?- she replied. Umm.. Yes.. But. Ved murmured. But Ved? -she asked curiously. But “No one can ever replace you Sia, the way you loved me, NO ONE CAN EVER DO THAT LIKE YOU!” That's the thing about love Ved, you know it all still you left me for someone else just because your heart wants someone else. That's the thing about heart, it didn't like what it gets easily, but chases what it can't get, runs after the one who can't reciprocate and love the same. she took a breath.* "May be Hearts in love are selfless or maybe they are selfish!" "They don't want that love which they can't reciprocate, and yet they ask for love from someone who can't reciprocate and end up choosing the latter." -she replied calmly..
“But still there are some connections that are so strong that nothing or no-one can 'Disconnect' them, some bonds that are irreplaceable, some people who will always be there by your side, some people who can't see you getting hurt by someone else, some people who secretly watch you, who don't say but in their heart they wish for your well-being, Sia!” "May be some people fear hurting you or may be they are okay with getting hurt by someone else" “Their heart wishes to get loved, but they refuse because there is another heart that wishes to be loved the same way” -Ved said smilingly handing her the sunflowers..! -sakshi
When I love someone my heart opens like the doors of a dam I can't help but I let it all out, I have immense amount of love in my heart it just flows and flows, my love is water it doesn't know how, when and where to stop, and when I say my love is water I mean you might hate me when it will get too much or when floods will arrive or you might need me at the time of drought?
My love is Fire or my heart in love is fire, it burns and burns and you can see the flames rising and fire just rises unless a strong force forces it to stop and when I say my love is fire what I mean is it burns itself to provide you warmth.
My love is an ocean , I might not know where to go but I let it flow freely from your eyes to your toe, it don't know any end and when I say my love is ocean what I mean is it is deep and never ending.
My love is a sweet I love eating it, I overeat, I overdo love and excess of everything is bad, but I never get bored of it. My love is sweet and when I say it's sweet what I mean is it harms me sometimes but still I love it.
My love is a signpost that says nothing, it knows no direction, it knows no motives, it just moves wherever life takes it. My love is a signpost and when I say it's a signpost what I mean is it is blank and hopeful, it is ready to get painted in different colors.
My love is you and when I say it's you what I mean is YOU just YOU. I am so in love with you and it's really insane. From your mind to your heart, from your voice to your silence, from your Smile to your frowns, from you to just you...❤️ From the blood in my veins to skin deep.. it's just you.