BEST FRIENDS..!!!

"Mom, why did they move away?" she asked her mom once again holding her favorite photograph.

Nancy was tired of telling her the same story from the past twenty years for some thousand times but Jenny was never tired of listening it.

"Jenny, by now you should get out of this. I know its painful but dear, they left long back and he never even left you a mail"

"Mom, why they move away?" she asked again, now tears filled her beautiful blue eyes and her pink cheeks turned red.

Nancy repeated the same story once again.

"Immy's family and ours was well knit relation where we stood for each other in all joy and sorrow. Until one day, Immy's granny became sick and they had to move to their homeland miles away to take care of her and her property as his mom was the only child."

Jenny knew this story very well and she waited for a message from him since she was five.

Back then she used to ask her mom "Mom, why didnt send me 'best wishes' for my first day school?"........"Mom, why didnt Immy wish me 'Happy Birthday' this year too??'...it went on..!!!

Though they were far apart, their friendship grew with her and she always thought that he also remembered her. she wondered how he would look like.

While the conversation between Nancy and Jenny was going on, there was a knock on the door and Nancy went to see who it was.

When she opened the door, she found no one but there was a bouquet of yellow roses left with a envelope attached. she took the beautiful fresh roses and opened the envelope to check out who it was. As she opened it, her eyes widened and tears of happiness rolled down her cheeks. She was joyous and was finding words to express it.

"Jenny..." she was screaming from the doorway.

Jenny ran down to the living room and saw her mom still standing at the door with her favorite yellow roses.

"Whats it mom?" she asked nearing her.

"This is for you darling. The most special gift that you got in years" Nancy handed over the roses and envelope to her.

Jenny couldnot believer her eyes to see the same photograph and a note signed by Immy within the envelope that read:

Those years spent here

I treasured all life

as it has you

my dear friend

Met many friends

some were good

some were better

'best' you remained

dear, best friend

I can ever have

waiting for you

at the place thats special

to just US

Lets meet

at the sunset

at that place

where our friendship

"BORN"

your friend

Immy

"Wow mom, its him. My best friend. Its a dream of life come true" Jenny was almost crying.

Jenny was all ready before sunset in the most beautiful dress and today she was stunningly beautiful. Her black radiant curls flowing as the cool breeze kissed her pink cheeks, her lips curved for that special smile.

She was waiting for him near the lake behind her home and as the horizon changed colors, as the birds flew back to their nests, as the cool breeze played with her curls, as the water in the lake was dancing at her feet, she was waiting.

As the sun set, she was excited.

"Jenny..." she heard...!!!

Written for Thursday Tales...!!!

BROTHER'S LOVE...!!!

The colors of the sky fascinated me. I enjoyed watching the sunrise and admire the sunset. I was always at the same window fancying the birds start and end their day; I enjoyed their sounds, their flight. The view from this window of my room is awesome. I enjoyed it since I was a little girl.

But today, I miss something that excited me even more than the beauty, I miss him. We grew up together enjoying the beauty. We played, we danced, we played, and we lived together since the time unknown. He was a sweet heart and got me everything I asked for. Though he fought with me may a times, now I feel it is out of love that we share. We celebrated life together. We shared life’s most precious moments together. He was there for this little sister always.

I remember one day when mom said, I shall leave this home and him one day to live with someone else and that I shall soon forget him and his love (which was completely wrong), how badly he was hurt. He lifted his head looking at him and I realized that I was actually seeing his tear filled eyes. He just pushed mom aside and ran out the house. I fought with mom for having hurt my sweet brother, I came running to this window crying and waiting for my brother.

I saw him, standing there at the fence and looking at the barren land that stretched to almost all over. I was calling him for so long but he never turned to see. I was tired but was still waiting for him to come back home and play with me.

I suddenly see him turn back and walk towards our home. I was happy and suddenly I realize I was already smiling. He was finally coming back to me and I was waiting for him in my room.

After some time, I saw him at my door with a carton in his hands and he was already walking in.

“Brother, what is it in your hands?”


“Sis, Mom said you shall leave me one day and go somewhere else. There you shall be all alone and you may not find anyone to play. These are some of my favorite toys, take them and play with them.”

“Thank you bro. But still miss you so much then too.” I was already in his arms and tears sliding down my cheeks.

Today is my wedding day. I am actually about to leave everyone and live with someone else very soon. I will miss everything of my life so far especially my dear brother whom I find even now standing at the same fence thinking about how my life shall be from now on.

Mom has already got all my luggage ready that I shall need in the new place, she says there are three bags, but only I know that its’ not three but FOUR..!!!

P.S. This is a work of fiction..!!!

Written for Thursday Tales..!!

TALE---GRADUATION DAY..!!!

"Kripa, remember the first time we came here?" Abhi asked her.

"Yes darling, how can i ever forget? Thats when we first met our little baby" replied Kripa.

"She is a big girl today" Abhi said thinking of their daughter whom they adopted 25 years back whom they saw abandoned on a chair in the meadows. They just took her home and she is a big girl today and today is her graduation day.

"The chair is still there?? Its amazing. Abhi lets take it home" Kripa said moving towards the chair.
"Ok dear. will sure take it.'' Abhi said while lifting the chair.

They took the chair home, Kripa cleaned it properly and Abhi repainted it.

They soon got ready to attend their angels' Graduation day and left home. It was a special day to the whole family and they happily returned home.

"Mamma, whom is this chair for?" asked Angel, smiling.
"Its your dear. we found you, our lucky charm, in the same chair 25 years back." Abhi said hugging his angel.
"Angel, this is yours. Its your asset before we are yours. So dear, treasure it." Kripa said.
"Papa, nothing can be more important than both of you. will treasure this for sure not as my asset but as my gift on my graduation day" Angel replied in tears.

Written for Thursday Tales..!!!

Yamini's ..The Land of Dreams...!!!

Congrats to Yamini on her 200th Post and giving me a wonderful opportunity of making this post in her wonderful blog :)..

This is the land of dreams
dreams which are full of love
love and friendship is which u find in this place
place which is filled with beautiful words of friends
friends who make all the dreams become joy
joy is the word to describe yamini
yamini the poetess friend :)

She(the Princess) was looking out of the window waiting for her Prince ...who will be coming riding on a horse with smile of the sun , charm of the stars and coolness of the moon ..she starts imagining his beautiful face with dimple cheeks ,tall and handsome...and imagines of being in his hug,care and love forever...suddenly she hears a sound for which she runs towards the door to see if it is the prince but a pillow comes in between when she tumbles on the ground and she wakes up from her dream..:)...She looks into mirror opposite her bed where the reflection of her keeps smiling and giggling to itself ...she thinks to herself "wow ..what a dream wish i was in that land forever" .For the next few days months she keeps thinking of the dreams she is getting ..she starts loving them and the land which they dwell in and wish it all come true and she never stops dreaming.Then comes her thoughts to be shared to her friends all over the place and let them be the part of her beautiful dreams then she creates a beautiful loving place called "Land Of Dreams"

she was running on this land
which had a nice beach with so much of sand
where friends come to hold ur hand
make u feel the magic of the wand
give u so much love of the whole friendship band

and show u the beauty of the land to which u came
where u can feel every stone has ur name
u feel everything brings u so much fame
and never to feel the same
all because of the land created by this beautiful dame :)

where i can wish for every ice cream
because this is the land of dream


5 Point something

5 Things of the creator of Land Of Dreams

1.She is full of life spreading fragrance of friendship and love

2.Her posts create a smile and happiness in everyone's heart :)

3.She never lets her friends fall down as she always be there holding it tight and never letting it go :)

4.She is so kind hearted ..i can tell this by the way she and her team of octaves help lot of children in homeless shelters

5.U make a great friend Yamini ...i am proud to have u as a friend :)..


Thank u once again Yamini for giving this wonderful opportunity to be a part of ur "Land of Dreams" and Congrats once again ..


Loads of Love

urs..hemu..

This wonderful song is dedicated to u on this special occasion :)

A Little Queen Called Yamini

Hyderabad, the city of pearls… a city fast becoming a metropolitan. A place where north and south India met, the many cultures of the nation came together and the diversity of the nation showed quite well.

In this city through the hubbub of vehicles and spread crowds, there was a little girl named Yamini. Yamini loved her family a lot. They meant more than life itself to her. Her dad, mom and her little sister who she loved so much… all had covered her in a blanket of love and care. She was very talented and could sketch anything with the greatest of ease. Her parents never left her side, but her little sister didn’t pay much attention to her. She never wanted to be alone at any time. Time passed and things did not change much. She was still loved and given company at all times. But not all good things last for ever. The day she dreaded so much soon came. Her parents had gone out, and her sister was in school. And she was alone at home.

She didn’t know what to do, and her fear at suddenly being alone didn’t let her sketch anything. She huddled on her couch and slowly closed her eyes. She saw something, and quickly opened her eyes again. She wasn’t sure she actually saw it. She closed her eyes again, opened it immediately. Could it be real? Questions were popping up in her mind now:

What did I see, when I closed my eyes?

Is it real or did I see just some lies?

Should I venture into this land unknown?

Will someone be there, or am I all alone?

She decided to close her eyes and venture there. She was all alone anyhow at home. When she closed her eyes, she saw a ladder going into the clouds. She began to climb it and reached the top most cloud. She slowly stepped onto it and saw that it didn’t break. She was in her very own Land of Dreams. She walked some distance and saw a gate. She wondered where the key was but lo and behold, the gate swung open for her. She went inside and the crowd near the gates cheered, “Long Live The Queen”. She turned around to see who they were cheering for, and even went outside the gate. But saw no one. She became confused. She thought perhaps the Queen might have entered when she had turned around, and decided to go back in again.

Where am I now, I wish I knew,

This place where my desire comes true,

This palace, where I know not the Queen,

This beautiful land that I have never before seen

She turned around to see an angel flying near her shoulders. It slowly sat on her shoulder and told her, “Greetings Queen Yamini. Welcome to the palace. We were awaiting your return to the kingdom since many years now and we are so delighted to see you here. Here you can be anyone you want to be. You can live in the palace and rule over us, your minions… you can come to our homes and be our dearest friend. You can be whoever you wanted to be when you were growing up. No one will stop you from doing it. If we can, we will help you do it too. Shall we enter, into your very own Land of Dreams?”

Yamini was very excited and agreed to go inside. Just as she was about to enter though, the world vanished in a haze, and her ceiling came into focus. She got up in a hurry, and looked at her side to see her mom smiling down at her. “Yami, you were smiling in your sleep also. Did you have a very nice dream my dear?” Yamini was too happy for words so she just nodded. She knew that at night, when she went to sleep, the Land of Dreams would appear again.

I saw a land, where I am the Queen,

So happy in my life, I have never been,

I just can’t wait to go back again,

To the land where I don’t feel any pain

Yamini’s parents were surprised to see her wanting to go to sleep early that night. Usually she would want to be with them till later in the night. As they tucked her in, she gave them each a kiss goodnight and drifted off quickly into her dreams. The angel was waiting to escort her in again. She had decided not to rule over them as a Queen, but as a friend. She was going to show others the way into the Land of Dreams. She was smiling all the time. She ordered them never to call her Queen, because she was a simple person and did not want to be considered as a ruler. Little did she knew, that she was already ruling so many hearts.

She saw a pen on her desk, and began to write. She wrote a lot, but she saw the ink bottle always full. She called the angel and asked him where the ink was coming from. He replied to her that in her land of dreams, she can write how much ever she wanted to and the bottle of ink would never finish. She was so happy that she wrote a poem…

A poem i wish to write

But words refuse to come in sight

I, alone in the room and the light

With my pen, I fight.

Right words, i don't find

Though i put my heart and mind

My imagination flew like a kite

In anger and annoy, my pen I Bite.

Of no topic i can think

Nothing else, then i blink, Scribbled lines

Which do not link?

I think, think and think.

In exhaustion my face grew pink.

Amazed, I have finished a full bottle of ink.

......!!!!!!

The angel saw it and proclaimed it as the stepping stone of a journey that will be endless, a rule that will be cherished forever… listening to that, Yamini smiled even more. She only had but a few citizens then, but she knew she was happy. Soon, hearing about the happy kingdom of Yamini, more people came to the land. They read her majesty’s works and decided never to leave her Land of Dreams again.

The queen had just written a poem wishing her citizens good morning when a weary traveler called Leo entered her happy kingdom. Tired after his travels, he found the Land a very relaxing place to be in. He decided to stay there for long. Yamini saw a good poet in him, and asked his opinions on her works more than once. Between them, a beautiful friendship began to weave... one that would last forever. His rhymes without reason began to inspire her, and he was happy that his little talent had some use to some one in that Land. Yamini began to write more and more as time flew by. She began nursing dreams of a little book of her poems. Leo knew that it would one day become reality.

Today as the rule nears 200 poems young, Yamini has decided to go on a travel and give the rule of her kingdom to her most trusted allies. Today it is Leo’s rule and Leo is happy that he decided to stay forever in this Land of Dreams. As Leo ponders on how to finish his rule, he is smiling. Yamini is not sure what Leo is cooking up for this big day. So Leo will end with something he is good at, an acrostic poem…

Treasured are my days here

Heart I read yours my dear

Eager I am for reading more

Leave I never shall indeed

Always here, when I you need

Never giving up, just continue to write

Dream away of a future bright

One day you shall be, who you dreamt

Free to fly unchained by your past

Destiny holds happiness for you

Reveal it does more joy and hope

Each moment you spend is a memory

Always in your heart to make you smile

My presence it will forever be there

Scar in your heart that you will never forget

Leo is now done with this long rule, hope that Yamini loves it and wishes that she reaches more heights with her blogging. It has been a cherished friendship between us Yamii, and I certainly don’t ever want it to end.

As I finish I wish to say

Don’t ever stop dreaming

Come what may

In this Land of Dreams

You are the best

No one is more loved

Stay forever blessed

The Land of Dreams...!!!

***A very very very lonngggg short story ahead. :p***

Playing with her long, black hair he said, “Have you decided dear?”

“It was always decided hunz. Nothing else can be better than this. Isn’t it?”

“You know it sweets, I love every bit of it.”

She blushed some more and her cheeks flushed with some more red. But before she could enjoy this blushy bliss of her, he naughtily continued,

“Well… Ah! I love it even more than I love you”

Filling her cheeks with some air she made a face like a small balloon and looked queerly at him with pretended anger. He in return came lovingly near her face and repeating his last sentence, softly punched her cheeks to burst her cheeky balloon

“Get lost” and she threw a pillow at him.

With this, the small room got sprinkled with their hearty laughter filled with love and affection for each other.

Holding his hands she continued,

“In my land of dreams
Magic spreads, when flower blooms.
Love-friendship plays ‘round.”

“Hmmmmm!”

"The name of my book would be The Land Of Dreams”

“Perfect”

“Just like us together.”

***

Yamini was an aspiring poet. Writing in blogs and some magazines she has acquired a lot of fame. But her dream was to do something really big. It was to make a mark in the field of poetry. But only because you write well and you have the thing in you to make it big, it does not mean that your works will be published that easily. After submitting half a dozens of manuscripts to different publishing house, she had yet not been approached by any publishing house. But 'he' always stood beside her like a pillar of strength and never ever allowed her to lose hope. 'He' was the one who kept on instilling hope and encouragement in her each and every day.

Everyday in the mall they used to go to the up-staired Crossword bookstore on an escalator, holding hands, dreaming that one day they will use the same escalator to buy their own published books. There they picked books, randomly, and poked their nose deep inside to smell the words and to imagine how their own words would smell like on the pages.

Their inspiration and hope came from the escalator- one that rises up. Holding hands on that escalator, at least in their own world, this way they were ascending towards their dreams.

Good luck struck a chord with Yamini’s fate and one fine day one of her poems was published in a book called “Amateur Poets.” This was a stepping stone and their happiness transcended beyond leaps and bounds.

She hugged him as if she was not going to release him from the enclosures of her arms in eternity’s time period. Tears rolling down from her eyes drenched his shirt with wetness of happiness and aroma of being proud. Uplifting her chin with utmost love and care he looked deep inside her eyes and said, “I am so proud of you my li’l angel” and kissed her first on her forehead and then on her sweet lips. She hugged him more tightly while whispering once again the sweetest sentence ever, “I love you”.

“I love you too my angel. I love every bit of you.”

“wowwww! It’s a divine bliss. You and me, together in our land of dreams, forever and ever.”

“And we are now few steps closer to have our ‘the lands of dreams’ in our very own hands. You are destined to surpass even the sky, yamini. It’s just the beginning and very soon your individual book of poetry will be published.”

***

Few years passed in between and he had to go to some other state for some official work. Meanwhile Yamani continued writing more beautiful poems with her pen dipped in the ink of utmost passion and love. And finally the day approached when their “The Land Of Dreams” was in stores.

That day more than her, he was happy. On phone, they shouted, they laughed, they choked and they cried together but failed to speak anything except ‘I love you-s’. How much he wished that he had wings so that he could fly to her without wasting any second. How much he wished to hug her and caress her. How much he wished to be there with her so that together they can poke their noses and finally smell the fragrance of their own words!

Silently he sobbed. It was going to be the most memorable day of their lives and his heart sunk even to think that may be he can’t make it to it.

“Hey! hunz! Where have you learnt to cry from, you silly boy.”

“Yamani, just pray that I can make it to the book release ceremony. Even if it is just for half an hour only.”

“Without you I can’t even think of going to the ceremony dear. I can’t.”

“Darling! If they don’t give a leave for at least few hours, I am going to leave my job. I give a damn to a job that keeps me away from my angel, my happiness and my life.”

“Shhhhh… do not ever repeat these words hunz. My real “land of dreams” is somewhere where you are there with me. I have always felt ‘you’ in ‘me’ and ‘I’ in ‘you’. Our ‘land of dreams’ is there in our hearts and souls. It is not worldly dear rather it is divine. You are there always beside me, no matter wherever you and I are. It is always the “us” together.

“And when from my li’l angel has grown up, huh?”

“She is still your kid but whenever you become a kid, I have to take the role of your granny. See, no choices left after all.”

“I am proud of you yamz and I love you.”

"………."

“What happened dear? Shy huh?”

“Nahhhhh!”

“Then?”

“Ummm..Well… I love you too.”

***

Without him, it was almost impossible for her to step on the escalator to reach Crosswords. She couldn’t stop the hot gush of her tears from rolling down her cheeks. Her eyes were waiting for him and her heart was longing for him. Atlast brushing aside her tears but with a heavy heart she stepped on to the escalator. Midway, along with a deep breath she wished him to be near her. May be the wind carried her prayers and wishes to him.

Just then her phone beeped. The sms read,

“I managed to get a leave for a day. Take stairs. Come down. Fast. Waiting to take you up by holding you in my arms. – lovingly yours, ‘…’.”


Turning back she saw him. Her dream man was waiting near the escalator with his hands stretched out to her. She ran..ran.. and ran.. to be in her arms forever and ever.

~***~

Dear Yamini,

Long back i have written just some bits and pieces of this story (you can say a rough draft) for a competition but never completed it and never paricipated in that competition. i started writing it keeping in mind my dreams and aspirations. but today i have rewritten it for a special someone and that special someone is you, yamini. thanks dear, just because of you today i am able to complete it.

*** HE is unnamed because Yamz is still waiting for him. May the wait gets over soon .:)

i am glad to be a part of your celebration and i feel honoured and extremly elated to write a guest post for you, sharing a precious space in your land of dreams. i don't even consider it a guest post. i treat it as my gift full of best wishes wrapped in love and care fo you.

Congratilations dear. may you write many..many..many more beautiful poems. may all your dreams and wishes come true.

i am lucky to have you in my life and i do consider you my ANGEL.

God bless you yamini and please keep that smile always intact on your face. you are an epitome of liveliness for many of us.

(((HUGS)))

P.S : Thank you every body for bearing such a lonnnnng post. i hope i did not bore you much :p

But still i feel as if,