Letter from Dreamer.

Dear readers and friends,

Last surgery went well and dad was discharged and was at home for a week. But instead of improvement his health was deteriorating day by day and we were clueless. Even on the day of check up in the hospital to remove the stitches the doctor did not say anything even on our inquiring.Doctor had his carefree answer ready that his breathing problem is due to medicines and acidity and has nothing to do with his rib injuries. That very night when dad insisted that he is feeling very uneasy and we should call a doctor we called the local practitioner. Immediately on seeing dad he said why did you discharge him he should be on oxygen and ventilator. The disparity between the diagnosis of the two doctors got me confused and I choose to trust the surgeon but still I had a feeling that I should get a second opinion from a medicine specialist as soon as possible. Instead of shifting dad to hospital in the very middle of night I took him to the medicine specialist of the hospital the next day. It turned out that the local practitioner was right. Currently Dad is admitted in ICU, on oxygen and ventilator and its all because of the rib injuries. Such medical negligence that also from the best hospital in the state. I simply don't know should I feel like......lucky that dad got admitted on time for later the doctors told me he risked cardiac arrest with all shameless casualness or angry that why this at all happened. I losing faith even in god, daily seeing changing faces of people. Is it actually true that good always happens to people who are good. Looking at dads life and the situation I don't know what should I learn that its idiotic to be the helping hand for others and not think of oneself first for when you need no hand will be there to hold you. If there is god he definitely isn't listening to my prayers....guys plz pray for my dad....for his quick recovery.

Letter from Dreamer.

Dear Readers and Friends,

My last post was one of the happy days of my life, my blog completed 2 yrs and also the most painful one for I had to quit blogging for a while. In the time of my absence my life has changed dramatically. For months ahead I had been planning for a memorable Durga puja this year and it did turn out to be one I will never forget. Just before mahalaya my Choto Dadu[my grandfathers younger brother] passed away. Dad had been to our native place for the furenal rites and on his way back he met a major accident.Luckily compaired to the nature of accident he has only multiple fractures and no head injuries. Currently he is in hospital, been through a succesful operation and waiting for another, probably this saturday and then after few day we can discharge him.I dont know why I am posting this but I felt like doing it and so I did.

2nd Blog anniversary!!

Hello Readers,

I missed Blogosphere and you all a lot :)

Last few days I was really frustrated and upset as some inefficient careless computer guy thwarted all my plans…..My computer recently crashed and I lost a number of files…all my research data and some of my poems. But I guess I have no other option but to accept it. I have lot of work to do in coming weeks to recover the loss which means I will be absent again for some time. Hope you all won’t forget me and miss me.

Just forget all that…..I have some good news to celebrate.
Today Roses and Thorns completed 2 years in blogosphere.



Blogging had been a life changing experience for me, it has helped me develop my writing skill, acquainted me with really nice people and other blog writers, made me more comfortable with expressing myself, and made me a better individual. I would like to take the opportunity to thank all my visitors, commenters, followers and fellow bloggers….THANKS!!!!

I also the opportunity to give some gifts and awards....

I love your blog badge for the blogs that
I like a lot and am following regularly...

For
Brosreview, Pulkit, Pretty me, Miss sunshine,leofina,Leo,
Matangini, The Wandering Gypsy, The Pink Orchid, and R.V

This badge for other bloggers whose
writings both poetry and pose have hooked me...

For Sneha, FrOzEn, illusion,Raaji, roshwrites, WarmSunshine,RiverSoul,SAHITYIKA and mysterious gal

This badge for all those who
have showered their precious comments ....

especially for honest comments of Brosreview and Pulkit.....
encouraging words of Sneha, Rahul,PinkZz,
Raaji, pushpeen_danish,SAHITYIKA and leofina.

This is for all the nice people who follow me....Thanks!!

Here's some roses for all of you.....

A piece of cake....yummmy isn't it....

And as a memento for remembering the occasion..........

Wishing you all good health, luck and fortune!!

Proposal

“Amusing isn't it!! Defining us through other’s eyes, the world dangerously becomes a gallery of mirror. Where only one mirror doesn’t distort or manipulate, only one that reflects the true self, the soul. In life’s maze to be happy one should avoid dissociation with self . Definitely when one already has that special mirror” looking into her eyes, treasuring her hand within his hold “ It seems you are my looking glass. I never knew myself before I met you.” Without waiting for her answer he slid the diamond ring into her hand and smiled. Her eyes gleamed in surprise, she smiled back.

Tears made way through her wrinkled eyes many years later, when she could only hold him in her memories, remembering the best thing that happened to her.


{p.s Was trying to attempt Flash55 but I ended up writing more than 100 words.Hope you all like it. }
{p.s :- I have posted my first guest post in Miss Sunshine's blog celebrating her completion of happy 100 posts....She is a awesome blogger....Why don't you all visit her and congratulate her!!
You can read my guest post here.}

Success' Story!!

I

Before we can our Dreams reach
Inhabited by joys and cheers,
Comes a forest dark and thick—
The kingdom of Fears and Tears.
It’s a journey arduous and long
That every traveler has to take,
Before they get what they long,
Before their Dreams take real shape.
But once you enter this street
There’s no possible retreat
Until you win or embrace Defeat.

II

Trees devoid of flowers and leaves,
Disappointments buzzing flies
That lulls Hope forever to sleep,
Haunting soul piercing cries
That claws every afraid heart.
Delusions begin to whisper into the ears,
Misleading travelers to wrong path,
Where unfortunate few get cuts and scars
Who wish to stop or retreat.
But there’s no possible retreat,
Until you win or embrace Defeat.

III

Only the courageous few that still move on,
A ladder to their Dreams learn to make,
With wood of Courage, Will power strong,
Knowledge, Confidence, Belief and Faith.
Their experiences they brew and stir
To fuel the light of Insight,
Learn to extract gold from womb of Fear
And give every obstacle a good fight.
On success’ throne, they finally sit
Having never thought of retreat,
As victors they learn to defeat Defeat.

[ps:- This poem was written two years ago......found it in my old dairy and thought of posting it here....hope you all like it.]

Desert Sunset

Night overcomes Day
In scarlet Cimmerian desert
Weaving starlit canopy.

Masked Princess's Soliloquy .

[In this poem I have experimented with the form of dramatic monologue, using a triolet in each section instead of the customary blank verse. Triolet is a stanza poem of eight lines which has rhyme scheme of ABaAabAB ]

Image Source: http://www.flickr.com/photos/8078381@N03/3262914334

I

Divorced from realities long hiding in the mask,

Have long forgotten the face in the mirror?
Lost amid glittering lies, under false sun I bask,
Divorced from realities…..long hiding in the mask?
Dip in Lethe, sip illusions from Fantasy’s cask,
Embrace falsity to forget Reality’s ugly picture.
Divorced from realities, long hiding in the mask,
Have long forgotten the face in the mirror.

II

Forgetting midnight stroke will change back things,
Forgetting sedates effect will someday ebb,
I forgot difference between mask and skin.
Forgetting midnight stoke will change back things,
In quagmire of expectation I drown real being,
Actor in character cease tangled in self created webs.
Forgetting midnight stroke will change back things,
Forgetting sedates effect will someday ebb.

III

In labyrinth of lies after true joys I squander,
Again Cinderella returns to her cinders--
Reach nowhere for blindfolded I wander.
In labyrinth of lies after true joys I squander,
Bruised and hurt I realize my blunder--
Fake flowers make no Spring of Winter.
In labyrinth of lies after true joys I squander,
Again Cinderella returns to her cinders.

Mind's Pool

Rowing in mind’s pool,
Across mirrored memory clouds,
Across rippled emotions…..
A voyage within,
In boat of introspection
In quest of self.

[An attempt at haiku poem; inspired by a photo prompt at Read Write Poem]