Musings of Heart II

Story Part I Ours was a love cum arranged marriage. Our parents were family friends and very close to each other. Both families had well established business and in each vacation, both the families went on excursion and the trip would be very enjoyable. After boards, we both moved out of Delhi for further studies…

Scars

A baby girl Dawned on this earth Big protruding eyes Crimson cheeks Very fair Cuddled In the arms of her mother Suckling The nipples Satiating The honours of motherhood.   The family Scorned & Ignored The new-born The fault was simple She was a Peppy Girl.   Her mother Faced the music Been incapable To…

The White Beauty

The White Beauty Sloshed in layers Wrapped the fauna & flora Mercury plunging Frosting Cold Gaping for a Mug of Coffee. © Ila Varma 26-01-2016

#WOW- Quirky friend

  “A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.” ― Elbert Hubbard Life without friends just can’t imagine…they are the integral part of our life. Though we don’t count the number of people we interact in our day to day life, but there are some with whom we gel well…

The Cravings

  In the late evenings In dark corners The bodies pressed laid near on the shore Far away from the noises where we could listen the breathing heart beats of only two. The body yearned For the caresses Warming up the passion Burning deep within Writhed for the fingers To delve within Exploring the unexplored…

Snowfall

  The evening sets early Darkness creeping in Tap-Tap on the glass panes Flakes of snow in layers Gathering in. My numb hands Wraps Mug of Steaming Coffee I invigilate earnestly Trees embellished with Snow. © Ila Varma 22-01-2016

भेदभाव

बारिश की बौछार बदले सर्दी का मिजाज जिंदगी आसां घर बैठे लोगों का चाय-काॅफी की चुस्की से लुफ्त उठाते सर्दी की कठिन है जिंदगी उनकी जिनके पास छत नहीं सर छुपाने के ना ही गर्म कपङे तन को बचाने के किन्हीं के लिए आनंदमयी सुहानी सर्दी कितनों के लिए हाङ कंपा देने वाली ठण्ड यह…

Books I read in 2015

A book is a dream that you hold in your hand. –Neil Gaiman I am fond of reading books. I read a lot of them and most genres, I love reading except for ghost stories or murders. I despise them as they disturb my thoughts. I have made it a point to buy books worth…

Addiction

In teens infatuated by the silver screen puffed in the air embarked in fashion. Frisky  buddies engrossed in frailties of smoking of boozing in passion. Now The body shudders in pain in rage Caught in the net of Addiction. © Ila Varma 14-01-2016                        …

Silence Speaks

Originally posted on Thoughts Uncovered:
In Deafening Silence My Ears Fell On The Sounds Surrounding Me  In Solitude Tick -Tock Of Wall Clocks Hanging In My Living Room Tick-Tick -Tick Of Lizard Clinging To The Roof Creak Creak Creak Of The Wooden Doors Adoring The Ways Of My Home. The Sounds Were Not New I…

कासे कहूँ

    जमाने ने गम दिया तो मैं चीखी- चिल्लायी पर जब अपनों ने सितम ढाया तो आँखें हुई नम दिल रोया जार-जार खाई थी चोट अपनों से जाती मैं कहाँ।। © इला वर्मा 09-01-2016

Joys Unknown.

  Sitting on the platform Waiting since long The train delayed Hours passed Night fell Spell of dense fog conceals The distance to the tracks The bright lights that glowed Beamed dimmed in the cool dark night An old woman with wrinkles Watches me Shivering with biting cold Grinding my teeth She lights the brazier…