Deepak Mishra

        Since childhood I had a habit of following either my mother or elder sister in the house while they were walking. Even if we were talking on a topic or not, I kept following them. When I am talking, I keep talking even if they are not listening. I found the same habit in my fiancé as well. When she and I are together, if she is busy, I follow her and if I am busy, she follows me. We both are childish in many ways.         On Monday Morning, she and I both woke up early, had tea and got ready to go out. She put on some makeup like kajal and eye liner and she was looking too cute.         Cook was cooking the breakfast. We were waiting for breakfast to get cooked. Due to hunger I started walking in the hall and my fiancé unknowingly started following me as usual. I could hear her footsteps behind me all the time. After 10 minutes of walking I went to the balcony and stood there watching the surrounding. After ...

Heaven, somewhere on Earth A breach in the forest and gentle breeze Goes a chariot of love And two new birds within In a dead silence Only the stallion’s feet and insects sound Immersed immensely in each other They fear no hound Eyes into eyes hands in hands Mystified and petrified Will forthcoming prospect Part them or keep them alive Down the lane in a silent forest Stallion forestalls and screams Lovers disengaged to realize the reality That still wasn't but was a dream Thou shan't be deceived by the romantic sonnet It isn't Shakespeare’s but mine One fights the world for other Happens in dream or in Shakespeare’s rhyme The first moment that I held your hands The very moment that I kissed you And the first time, I love you, I said Is the best time I think I ever had As I wrap my arms around you I hug your softness tight Blood rushes to my veins And a twinkle in your eye I am captured in your grace I am captured in your embrace ...