Life- As I see it ..

There comes a point in life for every individual, when he/she thinks if whatever he/she is doing right now, or whatever he/she wants to do sometime in the future, is worth it, really, in the end! What is the point of everything? Every decision we take, every big step we take, how is it going to affect the world we live in, finally?  What was the purpose of putting us on this place called earth, by our creator? Is it true that what we do now, will affect our so called after-life, if there is any? Will karma take it's course once we are dead. That all our actions will be carefully paid for?  Or is it just luck, that perhaps Earth was luckily placed at the right distance from the sun, hence letting the natural elements present in the universe to react and generate things around us. That 'life' begins from a mere cell, points us to the direction of notions of co-incidence, more than anything. Hey, the temperature was just about right and other basic necessities were jus...

Re-posting this on my blog, in memory of Arya Anwesha.  This story does not resemble any real life character or place, whatsoever. It was friendship day. And the famous girl gang of the neighborhood was out celebrating the bond that kept them together. Friendship. To add icing to the cake, there was an entry of a stranger, a guy. A Cute guy, I must say! A gang of hot girls and a cute guy. What more can I say? And that too, a kind that is very rare- a guy reading a book! Unaware of the distraction he was causing, he walked on the roads. Such people are probably the reason for 30% of the major road accidents in the world. Well, the girls followed him like how chicks follow their....mother (I’m talking about hens for god's sake. What did you think I was gonna say?). However, he seemed to ignore the otherwise-much-craved-for-attention. It continued for a distance. After a while, the guy sat on a bench in the park, still not bothering to react to all the hooting and whistlin...

I closed my eyes when the wind blew, and searched for your scent. I tried to hear your voice, in the whistles that the wind sent. I tried feeling your touch on my skin, when the wind grazed my arm. I tried to perceive your presence next to me, when the wind was so warm. And then, when I opened my eyes, you were in front of me.. Not in matter, not for real.. But you were there, in front of me. I slowly lifted my hand, to brush my fingers on your face. And just like that..in a split second, you disappeared, without leaving a trace! I curse the distance,  As I wait for the wind to blow again; I curse the longingness, As I prepare to close my eyes, yet again!                                                              -Kruthi PS. I'd written this sometime during college.