Behind my faith..

Behind the strings of my broken guitar,

there is a tune unsung,

I will sing it in your ears..

Across the smiles of my young heart,

there is a story revealed,

I'll say you; we'll meet soon..

Behind the spells of truth and false,

there are some commitments,

that I shall soon declare..

Behind the world of right and wrong,

there lie some hidden love,

someday we will soon share..

In midst of trust and faith of life,

there is a bonding of love,
we'll tie it with our hearts..

Beyond the attachments of life and death,

there is a world,

I will meet you soon there..

Night-out on Mysore Road..

Mayank's friend's, Prateek and Maninder were on a mini-trip to Southern India. They saw the beauty of  Bangalore and also visited Mahabalipuram , Mysore and Chennai. The only thing that was left out to make their trip memorable was a night ride in the Mysore Road. Bangalore-Mysore highway being one of the most tempting highways of India. We knew night riding wasn't safe on that road but sometimes in life the greatest regrets are the risks that are not taken. And to add to the list none of us were guys that would be afraid of challenges.

We started from our home. We headed towards Mysore road via Kadirahalli and PES College. We didn't get any cops till then and this time we decided to stop as the cops would be there or very soon we would be screwed. We again accelerated our bikes on the Mysore road crossing Gopalan Mall and RV college. After minutes of crossing RV college there were cops again and very decently we got down of our bikes and showed him our driving license and also said him that we left our documents at our rooms. He asked us to go to the police station. We tried our level best to talk and also did our best efforts at negotiations. He allowed the four guys to let off at 400 bucks. Thanks to corruption, we were still safe. He also ensured us that if next time any cop catches us, he would also let us go as we had paid the fine already (although it wasn't any legal fine). I met the first man who does such dishonesty with honesty. Now we were on the run again. We rushed along the Mysore Road and stopped a while to pee and also Maninder carried his photo shoot along. Again we were on the road and after few minutes we were at the Rasta Cafe.

We had to wait a while for our tables at Rasta as the place mostly remained over booked. We got our tables and we like the ambiance there and also the music was too good. We had coffee. Coffee was great. We skipped hookah as none of us had the urge to die early. We insisted for the pool table but the manager was sorry as it was booked till morning. We had to stick to the coffee and stare at the beautiful girls that seemed frustrated with their pervert boyfriends. The place was beautiful and the girls their were even better. The real beauty of rasta is defined the beautiful ladies crowd there. 

We set out of Rasta and now we had
plans to get back to our home but then Mayank popped out the idea of going to Manchenabele Dam that was a 15km drive from Mysore Road. We didn't dare to reject. We stopped again at a Coffee Day to kill time. We grabbed samosa and also chocolate shots. With the shots we talked all of the beautiful girls we knew and our gossip seemed never ending. Somehow we ended and we got to the road and it was a beautiful road with sudden surprising bends and a few hundred meters of drive on a road reminded us of the road of Fast and Furious. The road that got down till Manchenabele lake just reminded me of my youth days at Assam where greenery and water with curvy roads were always along. We stopped for a while there. The rest of the people had their peace of mind as I had my morning prayers just beside the lake. After my prayers I was again on the fun. It was surprising as none of us felt sleepy that day. Mayank and me had some stomach problems as the previous day we had Roshan's birthday party at Barbecue nation and our bellies were full.

We were back to our rooms as Prateek and Maninder had trains back to Jaipur but am sure this trip in the sizzling night would always be cherished in the four of our hearts. Our journey was going to end and we being a little disappointed. Just then we saw a group of Harley Davidson rider's again steer on the highway and we all had a promise to our hearts; we would soon be like them. We ended with happy memories.

College days are the best days of life. We would no longer be students very soon. So we must have fun these days or else life won't be memorable.

A view of Manchanabele dam..

 Another view

The three musketeers.

Good-Bye Uncle..

The first picture was taken when he was taken and the second picture is the last picture I have. My grandmother who sit's beside him crying unable to hold back her tears seeing her young son die. 

Even after a year now when I close my eyes,

and a moment just before I fall asleep,

I remember this thing that keeps me awake,

I try to sleep, yet I fail..

Those moments when we realized and lived,

together as a family indeed,

between all sorrows when we together smile,

everything became colorful for a while,

suddenly as a wave, the grief disappeared,

and we became happy in our own world..

Even though we stayed apart,

you were a sapphire in my heart,

miles away, yet we felt being so near,

I wish still you were here,

Now your soul wonder's aloft,

and you are alive just in our thought..

He were always beloved; and the youngest brother to my father. We realize the gap between reality and happiness as he stepped away; walked ahead in the journey to heaven. Just for a while we thought it was the worst nightmare we were passing through, and then the sweetness of illusion slowly faded away and we realized the extreme bitterness of truth in a blow.

That morning that I just woke up a year ago, I still remember my morning started with the flow of a tear and the moisture in my eyes seemed never ending to me. I couldn't realize if this was the truth. I just wished reality wasn't so harsh and so bitter to me. I just slept in the bed of memories and I couldn't wake up again. When he carried me along on his shoulder's and he walked ahead and marched for a stroll among the greenery of the fields and away from the busy reality I realized peace. When he taught me how to milk a cow, and my mischief cost you a kick from that cow. A tide of smile just passed my lips when I remembered all this, yet my heart flooded with flooded with tears.

He was just too good unlike the rest of the world around him. The world that neither understood him nor the goodness in him, and he suddenly left for his heavenly demise.

As I sit back and count the stars,

I see a few shining so far,

as they twinkle better than before,

a sudden belief you are close,

yet I know it ain't true,

behind every illusion there hides the truth,

and you are far, somewhere far from us,

you built a new home in the skies,

as a rainbow shines above on me,

I feel as you have sent your blessings beneath,

every dark night I sleep in peace,

a belief you are still with me..

My eyes still red..

Tired it looks, my eyes still red,

everything around nothing has changed,

in a dark room, I still cry and wait,

three years, yet it seems never too late,

it rejuvenates me when once in while,

your eyes shine while you smile..

Insomniac and still in grief,

all I search is some peace,

a better reason just to live,

for your smile I strive,

my eyes still red, looks the same,

my blood writes your name..

My eyes still red, mesmerized in love,

I lose reality and have built a world,

where I have cities and people we know,

and every thing around seems beautiful,

filled with rivers, its all nature's faith,

yet your beauty stands as the best..

I break down, often in pain,

My eyes still red, pull out in strain,

its the same since that night,

I haven't gone better, at any time,

all I weep is for love,

in your heart to live forever..

- Sandip Kumar Talukdar

Blood for my Valentine..

It happened once upon a time that my friend Mayank had a crush upon a girl studying Dental. Her college was just beside our's. The only way for him to peek at her was in the break when she had her lunch at the canteen. But the poor lad had no chance to talk because an army of boys would always be near her trying their best on her (although Mayank knew that he cannot ever talk to a beautiful girl yet he wanted to). Suddenly Mayank noticed a ray of light at the end of the tunnel one fine noon. He saw a 'Blood Donation Camp' on the Dental college that day. He just smiled and turned his head towards me, and I understood what he wanted to ask. I agreed to get in the college for blood donation. For the fist time ever, Mayank talked something good. He said let's not go with empty stomach and have atleast a plate of fruit salad. I agreed and we just had those pieces of colourful fruit knowing our blood would soon flow out. Then we were there. We headed for our destiny. Mayank prayed all the Gods that his crush comes and be the inspecting doctor who inspects the whole blood donation scenario. We filled all formalities and went inside. Mayank had a rapid search of the entire view of the room and she wasn't there. For a moment we felt like stepping back but then we had two thoughts in our mind; might be she'll come later or even if she doesn't come lets do a charity. And slowly the blood donation process started and gradually it ended but she didn't turn up there. We got some fruit juice and biscuits (we were even happy to get that instead of the girl). We came back to attend the rest of the classes for the day and we sympathized each other with the fact that indeed we did save somebody unknown's life. Still hope isn't dead; we are waiting for the next blood donation camp..

Lost in your beauty..

And the water of Scotland,

starts falling in,

the soothing Aroma of Spirit,

falls through my vein,

all these days I have been,

enjoying the sweet pain,

hiding you deep within,

my memories now heavily rain,

Somewhere far along this road,

I lost my heart to your soul..

Every night as I am alone,

I stare all at the phone,

I just wanted to talk some more,

wish you were with me at home,

I break down and fall on my knee,

wish you breathe the air for me..

As the Sun bright above Shine,

I walk alone a few mile,

I rest, get my breathe for a while,

I breaks me when I think this time,

If we walked together, enjoyed this ride,

faced all seasons, all our life..

My heart is all filled,

with your pictures stacked,

on the wall, and with every beat,

It realizes you are in it..

I shall stay the same,

I shall happily wait,

until someday that it turns to late,

I am lost all in love,

I find it easy to see all reality,

as long as you stay with me,

and the day if you leave,

I will be lost in your beauty..