Smile!

When I pressed my ear against the wind,
I listen to a beautiful song.
The one which chimes my heart,
Secludes me from the crowd,
Isolates my soul,
Eats me alive,
Leaves me blank,
And takes me up, gashing thro' the sky.

Baby you should never stop your smile!!

Blend in love

-You dont realize how beautifully strong you are.
-You employ silence as the term of endearment.
-You dont bat an eye when I spontaneously make strong promises.
-You smell like something incredible.
-You have enormous bravery.

-You distract me from my normal life.
-You know how to listen.
-You worry and think so much, but it comes across
 as an opportunity for me to make u happy.
-We cant stop being happy around each other
-Wrapped around in each other arms
-We fall in love without even trying.

My life

Holding your hands
Looking into your eyes
Nobody around
You and I
Lost in time
Reasonless smile
Wondering why

I fly so high
Then I realize
You are my life ♥

One of those moments..

When I was doing my UG in Coimbatore, there was a girl's school, opposite my college. Everyday so many cute small cuppycakes had to cross a NH with very heavy traffic to get inside. On that day, as usual I was late and running towards the College. I heard a voice calling me out 'anna'(brother). I turned and saw her. She was the most cute kid you'd ever see with scared little eyes. May be she was late that day, and had no company. She asked me whether I could help her to cross the road. I figured why not and I offered my hand to her. She held my index finger. I could sense that the fear she had for being left alone had changed to immeasurable strength. Her eyes grew happier. She walked with utmost courage. I believed that the little company she had at that time was making a huge difference. The longest road she felt she had to cross had then became a piece of cake. The vigorous strength she had was all based upon the trust she had on me. It induced a slight fear that I had to be more responsible while crossing the road safely. This is all about being in a parenthood right? The more happier and stronger the child becomes the parents feel more and more responsible to make it last forever. We both crossed the roads. She said 'thank u anna' and went inside. The distance which I walked that day may be shorter, but it gave me a longer lesson to remember in my life.

iFeel

A Girl like You, a guy doesn’t see everyday

You look fresh and beautiful to my heart day to day…

I am totally ignorant of what I want from You

But all I know is that I care for You…

Things really went wrong between You and me

But I promise that its not the whole of me…

I may not be the type who dwell Your dreams

But I want to be a knight for Your self-esteem…

I get butterflies in millions in your presence

May be it is because of You the flower essence…

Moments we had were not the best introduction

But I hope that ‘We’ don’t have a conclusion…

-Pravin P

About Love

Love is when u actually miss her, as you were talking with her... and feel her presence, even though u r away frm her...

One Evening With Milo

December 23, 2008: 8.30PM

Definitely not a normal evening. Dogs, parrots, love-birds, nothing was allowed by my mother. I desperately wanted to have a pet, having seen all the adventures done in cartoon and kid’s movie with the pets. I was coming out from the usual mess after having dinner. The food made me miss my home. I just can’t stop thinking how life was there.

The moment I stepped out of the mess, I saw a bike skidding and about to ran over a white thing. It didn’t run nor it had any fear. The biker stepped on the break and took the way around it. I went near and saw a small, cute, fluffy puppy with brown spot near his eyes and some more in other parts of his body. He had big eyes, bold and well defined blue color. It’s face was not as geared-up compared to the eyes. I started walking with the doubt that perhaps the owner might be around. When I walked some distance and turned back, some kids were beating and disturbing him. I can’t step further and went back and enquired the kids, if any of you were the owner of this dog. They said its an orphan. I asked them could I have it. They nodded in agreement. I went to the nearby grocery shop and brought him a biscuit pack. I still don’t know why I immediately started caring him. I dreamt of growing him up with all my care and affection. When I went home my house-owner didn’t oppose on the sight of seeing a puppy. I felt that I have surpassed my first huddle. I went inside the room holding him to closer to my chest. He felt really comfortable with the warmth of my cloth. He was really tuning up his bigger eyes on seeing such a bigger house. I went inside with him gave him a biscuit. I was thinking of my second huddle, my room-mates. Will they allow me to have him? I came out after drinking water and saw him. He didn’t even taste the biscuit. I realized that he’s a baby and wanted milk. I felt like that I am now wholly responsible for him now. Something strikes me that I am like the one and only relation he had on earth. I happily took him out to buy milk and plate for him. I was carrying him through the streets hugging him closer so that he won’t feel the cold. I asked the milk vendor about how to prepare milk for him. He smiled at me and never replied. I don’t know what he thought of me. I went to the nearby plastic-shop to buy a plate. At that time, he suddenly started screaming. I don’t know what to do. The shop owner told he might miss his mom. I brought the plate and returned home. I know the feeling of being away from mom. He stopped his cry by then. I lit up the stove and started boiling the milk. I don’t know what to do with the milk as I never cooked before in my entire life. After some 2 or 3 minutes it boiled and came up like anything. I suddenly switched off the cylinder. I convinced myself that milk would have boiled well and started cooling it down. It was the hard part I spilled the milk all over while doing that. At last the milk was okay. I turned and looked for him. I wanted to call him by a name. I thought about Scooby. But the dog reminded me of Milo, the pet of The Mask. It had similar brown round spot near his eyes. So I called out louder as Milo, to my surprise he gave a weak cry to my call. I looked down, he got up after a good nap. He looked really dull and I can sense the weakness in his eyes. Immediately I got the plate and poured him milk. First he was not going near the plate. Then I took one drop of milk in my finger and kept on his tongue. He was convinced and started taking the milk. I was really moved that I have done something. After drinking the milk he came and jumped on my lap and cleaned his whiskers with milk drop on my trousers. It was quite cute.

All of a sudden I heard a knock on the door. I went and opened the door and there were my roomies. Milo came rushing in and jumped on my legs. He was licking my legs with love. God, still I feel that. I told my roomies how I got him. They all of a sudden started telling about the practical difficulties of growing up a pet in bachelor’s room. They thought we can’t take care of him in day-time as everyone is working. I wasn’t convinced. One of my good friends among them came to me and told we can give him to the Blue Cross, so that it will be good for the dog. I can’t tell anything more than that. I went inside carrying him and thinking about why am I not lucky to grow pets through out my life. I wanted to make a bed for him. My friend gave me the idea of a cardboard pack for him to sleep. I went downstairs to my house owner and asked for the same. A man was standing with the house-owner asked me whether I am asking the box for the dog to sleep. I nodded in agreement. He told incase if I had an idea of giving up on that dog, could I give it to him. I thought instead of giving Milo to the Blue cross and never see him again. I can at least give him to the nearby neighbor. I went upstairs. He was already dozed off. I took him and gave it to the man. He told that it was really a good and healthy dog. I smiled without even in-taking the meaning of his dialogues. All I could think of was giving him up. He was looking at me with his big blue eyes. I scratched his chin gently. Before I took my hands off from him, he brought his fore legs and touched my fingers. I don’t know why Milo did like that. Maybe it’s a thank you or may be a good-bye!

P.Pravin