Is There a Place

A collection of emotions from many different experiences of my life till now...


Is there a place,
Where I am born free,
Just being a human,
Just being seen for what I am,
Devoid of Judging?

Is there a place,
Where I can dream,
Where I can fly,
Like an Eagle,
Where Someone tells me I Can?

Is there a Place,
Where people are sane,
Free from ties,
Of money, wealth, power and religion,
Of hatred, jealousy and madness?

Is there a Place,
Where I can breathe,
Devoid of distress,
Full of hope,
And Full of Nothingness?

Is there a Place,
Where I can play,
Like a Child,
Full of energy,
Full of Excitement?

Is there a Place,
Where People still Love,
And that Love is Genuine,
That Love is Meaningful,
That Love is Free?

Is there a Place,
Where I can walk,
Just carefree and barefoot,
Just exploring,
As if its a new way everyday?

Is there a Place,
Where I don't have to think,
Before I help someone,
Before I say a 'Hi',
Before I fall in Love?

Is there a Place,
Where I can see Good People,
Being loved,
Being in care,
Being recognized?

Is there a Place,
Where I can take her,
Hands in hands,
Holding her close,
And kissing her now and then?

Is there a Place,
Thats called Heaven,
That has People believing,
In stupid and meaningless traditions,
In false hopes about life?

I wish there was a Place,
Be an Anti- Heaven,
Where only Humanity exists,
Where People are free to fall in Love,
Without religions, communities, colors,...



Please go ahead and make your own verse in the comments below.

The CCD affair

One of the places I love visiting is CCD. I love the coffee and to add to that I like the ambience it offers. And as far as coffee is concerned, I find it very much affordable. There are some good thing that can happen sitting there, like nice pictures and sometimes nice sketches as well.

I recently tried eating something there. Not a big fan of their food, though I liked those 'toasties' they gave this time. I can always say their food is over-priced and much better samosas can be had for a mere Rs.10 (even lesser at times). But those toasties reminded me of those small bread based mini pizzas at home that mom makes. I love those and I would eventually eat so many that I will sleep again after eating them.

But the experience at CCD is mostly good. This time it was the CCD in Loni, near my college. Its almost always never occupied!

So you have the whole space to yourself and talk with your friends. It pretty much feels like a private CCD you have to yourself. jump around, sing, do whatever you feel like!

Bhuwin felt like writing something. We were feeling out of Loni in there. Nicest place for us that day. I only clicked pictures that day. The other day I drew.

 

And now we finally have some place where we can give ourselves time and keep enjoying. The only thing is we need to manage money to spend that time :p but its worth it. So more CCD trips are in line as jury comes nearer.

live it up!

The Bus

Bus is one and for Pune, pretty much the only cheap option to travel. One day I get a bit late and I saw people relaxing in the bus. Yes, Relaxing!

It was past 9.30 pm that day when I board the bus. It was time for the late commuters. No rush. No attentiveness for empty seats but just sitting.

What else I saw was everyone is holding on to something. Do all of us need that? While sitting on a seat in the bus, a man is still holding on to a rod and when he felt tired, he just shifted to the other rod. Its hard to understand why its required though you can sit comfortably. Does he wants to be alert even while going back home? Tired from all day's work, he seems unable to relax. 

People in their lifetime hold on to a lot of things. Love, Hatred, Greed, Ego, Patience, Passion, Money and an unending list that can go on. 

What I could capture was the people holding on to various 'things'. The emotions and feeling I could only predict. What was so important in the polythene bag the guy was holding or that small rough looking rag..?
I can only wonder for now but that seemed to be the time when you could relax in a bus and hence, they wouldn't just hold on to anything.

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