Dear love I know it's cliche to show up at the moments you least expect me to. It's the first day of the year and I know you had a beautiful beginning of this decade with the most magical person in your life, your maa. It has been months since I heard your voice let alone seeing you. I am emptying my heart in this letter hoping you would read it one day and know that I love you. Happy New Year to the warrior of the sky as well as mine. You must know you are amazing and a imperfecto perfectionist. Well I don't know what does "imperfecto perfectionist" means, you go with the emotions. Everyone around is talking about hopes and fresh start, I hope you see me and smile, I hope I get to hug you tighter than ever , kiss you a little longer and hug you again. I got you a birthday gift this year I hope I gather enough courage to be able to gift you. I miss you every day, each time I go onto the terrace I smile with a deep heavy breath wishing you to be here right next to me. I see your mom and I wish I could talk to her. I have a grave desire to be introduced as your girl infront of your mom. I wish you a great start of the year. Know that your smile is sexy ofcourse not more than the mole on your face. Ah! I love that . You are smart and handsome too but you won't believe it as usual. Also if we would be talking I would have definitely ordered you to take down your whatsapp display picture and replace it with a better one. I miss you man, I miss the little things and the small arguments we had. I crave for that chest I used to lay all worries upon. Wishing you every happiness and all the success you deserve -Your girl.
खुले आसमान में अकेले कहीं सुहाने मौसम में एक दिन बादलों को देख उभरते हुए आकारों पर गौर फरमाना पकड़ने की उन्हें इच्छा जताना मन हल्का करने को एक रास्ता नया मिल जाएगा। अक्सर आना आकारों पर गौर फरमाने। और चंद मिनटों का सुकून ढूंढने। -Puja Dubey.
Puja what colour is the cyan asked my 5 year old cousin. My hand paused right before reaching the colour palette. What shall I hand over? Green or Blue As Cyan has mixed shade of both colours
Children are too innocent to look at shades. There's either white or black, they don't like grey. As we grow up to be adults, adulteration runs in veins. We awe and capture sunsets not when its vermillion but when it has yellow, orange contradictions. Hibiscus or a rose? I asked a kid He snatched the hibiscus as if it was the only piece left. How many of us would chose hibiscus? We're too blinded by the worldly value given to the rose.
Puja , tell me What is cyan? Picking up a green colour in one hand and blue on the other. I handed him both , introducing him in the world of shades. -Puja Dubey
For his Mom's conceited smile To share Dad's burden He hides it all Fighting anxiety,self doubt and every demon holding him back . Zero privilages for a break down in the daylight He heals himself in the dark. Having the guards up as the sun rises Shielding emotions with a smile as radiant as a sunburst , Leaving no traces of his fragile heart . A man walks down the lane pretending to be flawless. -Puja Dubey.
A dead woman's diary (3) She is not a goddess ! She wants to be a human .
At that age of 20 I began to realise the male power and the authoritarian attitude well versed with so many societal norms. Oh ! Yes ! Societal norms ! Basic knowledge of a woman should be about home caring ,child bearing and rearing. A teacher's job may be allowed. But why ? A revolution should be started & from me. But how ? Each night there is a compulsion to satisfy a male body who never cares a female body's hunger and wantings. I have read 'while going outside for business earlier men were locking female genital organs in gold plates having key with them.' Just to check infidelity . A lady can't think about herself if she does then atom bomb blasts . Character of a female is having such delicacy that it picks up many type of cannotations. My phone,my password,my passbook everything of mine is his jurisdiction but I can't have a say in my own home ! How can I blame a patriarchal society ? After a certain age and stature when a female transforms to a male attitudinal species ? May be your mother in law or other ladies of your own home . I stress on home that's joint family. Where is a space of your own ? where a young wife would sit a while to think about her body and desires ? She starts a mechanical and monotonous life.Even sex looses it's fragrance within few years. Historically she stands as a symbol of Mother Goddess ,Oh ! How can I break the shield ? I have to be passive about self because I'm a woman. But I don't want to be a Goddess I want to live as a human with all basic rights and desires. Free air to breath . Free thoughts to share. @rayaan#life#thoughts#diary#love