079 It’s all in the mind : The Passenger

The Passenger

Hugging the body,
Wailing “Daddy, Come back”,
Inside a chugging train.

~The End~

An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.

Birdies, an acrylic painting

Birdies, The two little red Bird.

It's all in the mind (78)

 

An acrylic painting by Monica Ingudam

008 Matters of the Heart : 1 year of love!

“Matters of the heart”, a  #Valentine ‘s Day special, Contributed by : Anonymous

A sickness that led me to fall in love
A sudden illness of mine make my friend came down till pune from Bangalore to nurse me
later when I didn’t get well he took me to his place
I was crying in pain on the journey but he was there holding my hand for the whole 15 hours journey
I was feeling secure later in morning when I reach Bangalore it was another wonder struck
he’s big brother welcome me warmly which make me feels like home
I was received by his brother’s Friend, his girlfriend and another Friend
everyone was real eager to see me
after getting better day by day
I got used to the environment
And I start falling for him
he woke up early to make my breakfast
he wash my feet and sometimes my hairs
he’ll comb my hairs and even do laundry when there is no one at home
a day came when I was having hard to digest dal at dinner
it was 10 at night , he just walk away quietly while we are having dinner and bought another take away dish from outside
I was so emotionally hurt to see him how much he care for me
not only this, when everyone leave the house for office he’ll remind again and again to locked the door from outside as I’ll be staying alone
oh his caring can’t b express through words or can’t be weighted
but all this love and care are now vanished, it lasted only a year
we broke up on our anniversary.

I still remember my first Valentine gift from him
And I still have that rose
4 yrs have passed but I still remember every single moment spend with him.

He still have a handkerchief stained in black kajal in a file where he keep his school certificate
That’s the handkerchief he wiped my tears on the journey to Bangalore
a girl witch crafted him and took away from me
this is how we separated
but till now he never speak ill of me neither me
he part our ways under mutual understanding
but I can’t forget his last words, ” nangdi nasa yam fate eikhoi mama baba kamaina seba toudoino”
when we are in love he said he’ll take care of everything but at last it was just words to lure me.

~The End ~

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007 Matters of the Heart : From the heart that loves you

“Matters of the heart”, a  #Valentine ‘s Day special, Contributed by : Anonymous   

I realised it is late to tell you I love you. I know you don’t trust people but my love for is true. The tears that come rolling down and the taste of it make me realised more how much I love you.

I have known you for about three years and I always love hanging out with you, I was fooled not to realised the feeling I had for you was Love.

Happy Valentine Day to you. From the heart that loves you and which always think about you.

~The End ~

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006 Matters of the heart : You Is With You

“Matters of the heart”, a  #Valentine ‘s Day special, Contributed by : Lenin Ksh , (Editor of D. Elangbam), Imphal, 12:48 PM, 13th February, 2015.

I just had to browse for the word “Valentine” on the small Google screen in my Nokia 311 phone. I had to see if the write up that I’m going to contribute here for “Matters of the Heart” for Eche Monica Ingudam’s FindingTheVoices’ Special Valentine’s Day, 2015 update bears any relevance with the purpose. The low 2-G internet speed on this phone right now is making me crazy and impatient. I cannot wait so I’m starting it right-away.

I’m a Bachelor living in the youthful mid- 20’s. My hormones are at their peak and they intensely drive my emotions and ideas to pursue certain things that would value the wholesome meaning of my existence. I love to see beauty and I love to get pampered. Just as a normal Bachelor of our age would always do, I love to be heroic, manly and wish to be a caring male counterpart for my complementary companion who has always been missing from me throughout my whole life. And there had always been an innate venture to find that special someone who would spark the breath of newness and wonder. I wonder if such soul ever existed! Probably this venture might have been one of the potent forces that drove me to become expressive enough to be heard of my capability and creativity.

There had been crushes, not-actually-worked-out relationships and eventually those that left me outside the boundary in the friendship zones. It had given direct impact on the shape of my youthful growth and existence. There had been times of stupidity and shame resulting from my excessive outflow of desperation and untamed instinct in the untimely and unfavorable environment. There had also been times of nostalgic intimate encounters with persons who I adored and wanted to be bonded with but only to get rejection later from those same persons that left me with complete emptiness and feelings of being lost. I just realized that I’d never concerned much about their situations. I guess I had been very self indulgent and selfish. Life is a big wonder!

Nights were there which I have to spend alone with all the desperate yearnings. There were times when I get completely lost in self-indulgence; fantasizing about the unreachable dreams that leave me with a completely exhausted mind and body. Insomnia, as it could be called, is crept in many times filling the whole restless mind with thoughts of jealousy, greed and ego. Yes, I know, I had been desperate, pathetic and led a life degrading! But, I’d be very proud to say that there are also random guiding thoughts and angelic forces that healed me and keep the confidence and strength to get moving and to putting up the genuine smile till now. “You Is With You- Sometimes you miss someone to talk to but when you don’t have that someone it’s only You who you find to talk to. So, don’t try to underestimate or forget this you in any case, because, this you is the reality who you would miss the most.” I realized more deeply that my parents, family, friends and my students (yes, take tuitions for high school students!) are greatest priced possessions and taking part in their matters of concerns and sweet time passes gave my life a whole lot of new meanings!

It is spring time now and the revolution of the mother earth as well as the alignment of constellations towards each soul residing here on earth are of the favor of imparting new hopes and resources to blossom once again with confidence to all of us. I’m indeed considering myself lucky as I feel I’m also one of those souls residing here receiving the hope giving new waves of spring.

Working as an article contributor/ Admin and Editor for D.Elangbam (a creative Art Page in Facebook), I always find myself looking forward to receive inspirations and guidelines from the top leading icons of this generation and came across Eche Monica Ingudams’s Finding The Voices. The interest gets all the more intensified when Eche, herself, surprised me with her message in Facebook informing me if I could contribute a little article for the Valentine’s Day. It’s was indeed an opportunity, as I had always wanted to know more about her and the things that she does. I only saw her in “Sangai Festival” that too, coming on cable TV two years back. I also heard few of my friends talking about her good works.

I had to know her well and so, I stumbled upon her website. There I read about her “About Me” in her page and astounded me first with the way she wrote and with the inspiring personality that’s reflected in her writing. I found myself digging deeper into the pages and found her beautiful, sober and liberating 75 poems, articles and columns. I read them all! Oh! Reading all those, I felt all the more homesick (even though I’m right now at my home, in Manipur). I felt so connected and liberated that I started to give a little part of my devotion to this lady/soul who leading her own way towards self-realization and spontaneously-selflessly serving for our Fraternity and Humanity. Encountering with such positive and inspirational soul has made my previous concerns of desperations and yearnings hidden away to the place nowhere to be found.

I guess, from this spring time I would be guided all the more deeper by the Angels of Fortune towards the place where I would forever smile for all.

And also, if there ever exist any twin-flame who has ever been desperate to find a soul like me, someone who like to spend a Giggly conversation with me, I’d be very glad to take this opportunity in this Internet platform. This is the truth! This is where I begin to show!

Thank you Eche Monica Ingudam for providing us with such platform to express our inner Heart-felt desires to share it to the brotherhoods of Humanity. May you continue to reflect inspirations and charms for us all! May you receive the fruits of your endless dedication as “the Dhruva Taara” (Guiding Light) of the many generations to come! May you be blessed with long life and strength ahead!

Happy Valentine’s Day!

005 Matters of the heart : A long-awaited dream

“Matters of the heart”, a  #Valentine ‘s Day special, Contributed by : Ronald Meitei   

I am writing this poem by remembering my childhood dream that comes true recently, I dedicated this poem to my wife for our first Valentine day after marriage.

A long-awaited dream

A long-awaited dream

From a Prince to a soldier,

Playing my boyhood with dreams

A Cinderella at woods,

Among the flowers & butterflies

To the mountain & valleys.

 

Once a dream for riding at moonlight

For a smile at Midnight,

Today we just wait the moon to rise

At our balcony holding hands with never-ending smiles,

Still whispering with midnight breeze

Till the moon beyond the blue mountain.

 

Time & tides just away

But her smile always alive,

In my heart with blooming spring

Enjoying above the rainbows,

And I love her wet hair

Glittering at evening rays after light shower.

 

Its story last forever

And our romance at Livingstone,

From first eye to first kiss

On the way to heaven for marriage,

And she enjoy in my arm

And I promise for miles and smiles forever.

~The End ~

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004 Matters of the Heart : Glory days

“Matters of the heart”, a  #Valentine ‘s Day special, Contributed by : Kiran Ch  

Glory days

Best of my days,
Were everyday.
Sun was rising,
Only for me.
Moon was shining,
Only for me;
In my glory days.
Because you were there for me in my story.

Best of my days,
Were everyday.
Flowers were blooming,
Only for me.
Rain was falling,
Only for me;
In my glory days.
Because you smile for me in my story.

Alas, the glory days
Last not that long.
Though it will remain
Forever with me-
My glory days.
Because we are together in my story.

~The End ~

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003 Matters of the Heart : You are my everything

“Matters of the heart”, a  #Valentine ‘s Day special, Contributed by : Maheshwori Kumam

YOU ARE MY EVERYTHING

Oh Princess of the Highest, Angel Palace.

Short, white, cute and beautiful.

Why’re  you so honest and kind to me?

Your integrity makes me crazy.

 

I’ve found none other persons like you.

I’ve roam, travel through all hearts of people,

But I’ve found none heart like the heart of you.

Your keyed to love makes me sprouting.

 

The day you wept, my drops of tears that 14th Feb night.

It’s still in my mind and I want to not to forget it.

I took your loyalty as a Rubies gifted for me.

Your nobility makes my heart like adamant.

 

And now my Store House of Memory is recuperated.

Coz you took away all irritable cells.

That’s why I wonder-which Multi-Vitamin is in you.

Your buoyant style makes me exonerate.

 

Among millions of friends,you are the best of all,

Among millions of love, love you the most,

Among millions of stars, you only shines bright,

You’ r my mom, my friend, my tutor, forget me not.

You’re my everything, everything.

 

~The End ~

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002 Matters of the Heart : An Attempt

“Matters of the heart”, a  #Valentine ‘s Day special, Contributed by : Anonymous  

An Attempt

Putting my thoughts in lines;
its raining wild,
yet the weather feels fine
and my mood is sublime.

sipping on my favorite cup of white tea
makes me realise,
the things i love i get them free;

of all the interests i have
nothing can catch up with
to the ones that you gave;

am i being unjust to the others?
is the question to ponder,
coz the apples you fed tastes the sweetest.
is it the apple or the love u fed ?
coz to them it all tastes the same.

I’m baffled in between!
between the last and the next,
last time feels ancient
and the next is never there,
yet it awes me!
a feeling that feels so young
heals me sometimes
like how green amazes the eyes every time.

I see thousand faces everyday
yet my heart longs for the one
that brings exuberance
because

in short
you do that to me
what green does to the eyes!
you bring harmony to my heart and my mind!
making everything seem obvious
ending all the bewilderedness!
you do that to the me
what a smile does to the face,
you do that to me,

what i wanted to be done!!!

~The End ~

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