very short (love) story

Oh I love the idea of this love story. A boy, who was lost in his own world, sees a girl and just can’t stop himself looking at her ever since. He hovers around pretending that he is simply there for some reason. Everything in his life takes a backseat. He gets up early to catch her morning face, and he waits for night to see her in moon. He moves around her home hoping that no one notices, yet he walks slowly- God let her know I exist!  He doesn't name his feelings, but I know that he has some.

And she stands there. Like the sweetest child of nature. Eyes so lost and smile so beautiful. She also plays her  part quite well. No one knows why she stands there, if not just to catch some air. No one can know, and neither they should. The neighborhood is small, and nothing is personal.

Leaving Behind : Part two

And so as i was telling you, I fear that my blog shall have same fate as I do as a seafarer. Last time when I went for sail, I had a funny idea that once I will come back I would join back my life just where I left it. As you can guess it din't work that way.Earth had taken an entire revolution around sun (yes I was on ship for one full year) and lot had changed in between. No, I am not implying that it all came as a shock to me when I landed up back.Every information was coming to me.It's just that you realize the changes when you come back.

Leaving Behind : Part one

And so under constant pressure of my parents, I have zipped up my bag after putting six pair of socks along with some other useless things.Socks are important, else how will I respond to my captains appeals, " Pull your socks up Shubham, you are an officer now.Stop behaving like a cadet!"  How do I know about this? Because in my cadet-ship time i have heard similar statements with replacing "officer" to "cadet" and "cadet" to "kid".And then haven't I seen my third officers getting same scoldings? So socks are important.Pull your socks up now as from here on I am going to be bore, informative and sentimental progressively and chronologically.

Oh , in the mean time you might have got some idea of my untimely departure.God bless me, may I rest in piece(deliberate mistake).So I am leaving in two days or so.For my next sail.Going on a ship is sometimes like going on a parallel universe.Especially if the ship is like the one I am joining,who seldom( read never) gets any shore and shore-leave for her staff.I wish I could tell you more about it, but my word limit shall exceed your interest.In short, where I am going, there is a strong likelihood that I would not step out of that ship for next six months.