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Straight From The Heart![]() Straight From The Heart Amidst the busy lifestyle, Straight From The Heart is a place you would love to visit to relax for a while and get soaked in the wonderful feeling of love. Poems on love, friendship and life. Short stories that would touch your heart! Articles
Broken Quill
2008-03-09 21:25:00 The quill that wrote onceNow lay on the desk, brokenThe parchment lay on the deskWaiting to feel the quill on itThe quill is thirsty but the ink is dryThe hand does not even want to try!But ~One fine nightWhen the moon shines brightThe quill will be picked upAnd its thirst quenchedOne fine night,The quill will passionately love the parchmentFrom Archives More About: Broken
Broken Quill
2008-03-09 21:25:00 The quill that wrote onceNow lay on the desk, brokenThe parchment lay on the deskWaiting to feel the quill on itThe quill is thirsty but the ink is dryThe hand does not even want to try!But ~One fine nightWhen the moon shines brightThe quill will be picked upAnd its thirst quenchedOne fine night,The quill will passionately love the parchmentFrom Archives More About: Broken
I Wish...
2008-03-05 20:55:00 I wish I could come and visit youI wish I could spend some time with youI wish I could give you the most precious giftI wish I could make all your dreams come trueBut -As we both know, I cannot do anything of the aboveSo, I just give you what I haveand something that would never changeI give you my friendship, give you a promiseto always be a call away when you need meI promise you the patienceto listen to all that you need to shareI promise you the love, care and concernso that you are sure, you won't ever be aloneToday, on your birthdayI give you, yet again,Something that was always yoursI give you myself,Heart that cares, shoulders to lean on,Hands that would always pray for youEars, that will never get tired of listening to youHappy BirthdayPoem Dedicated to Anita, my best friendGet the Google Audio Widget widget and many other great free widgets at Widgetbox!I would also like to dedicate this song to her - Those were the days - Mary Hopkins.Get the Google Audio Widget widget a...
I Wish...
2008-03-05 20:55:00 I wish I could come and visit youI wish I could spend some time with youI wish I could give you the most precious giftI wish I could make all your dreams come trueBut -As we both know, I cannot do anything of the aboveSo, I just give you what I haveand something that would never changeI give you my friendship, give you a promiseto always be a call away when you need meI promise you the patienceto listen to all that you need to shareI promise you the love, care and concernso that you are sure, you won't ever be aloneToday, on your birthdayI give you, yet again,Something that was always yoursI give you myself,Heart that cares, shoulders to lean on,Hands that would always pray for youEars, that will never get tired of listening to youHappy BirthdayPoem Dedicated to Anita, my best friendGet the Google Audio Widget widget and many other great free widgets at Widgetbox!I would also like to dedicate this song to her - Those were the days - Mary Hopkins.Get the Google Audio Widget widget a...
Forbidden
2008-03-04 20:19:00 She loved the sound of leaves beneath her feetas she took a stroll in the woods everydayShe loved the sound of brook that cut the woods in two halvesOne, where she lived and the other forbiddenOne day, she ran in the woodsleaves leaving the sound of her trailshe ran along the length of the brooktill she found a place to crossStepping cautiously over the stonesshe reached the other sideThe sky grew darker and the woods denserShe walked holding her new skirt a little higherto avoid it from being torn by the overgrown weeds.Far away, deeper into the woodsShe found a house lost in timethe walls crumbled, the door left openHer heart beating faster with every step she tookShe decided to take a peek into the houseas she walked closer,she heard sounds of laughternext she saw something she would forever regretshe saw her father in the arms of another woman.She ran the entire distance,reached to her side of the woodstears streaming down her muddy cheeksher new skirt torn at many placesShe nev...
Forbidden
2008-03-04 20:19:00 She loved the sound of leaves beneath her feetas she took a stroll in the woods everydayShe loved the sound of brook that cut the woods in two halvesOne, where she lived and the other forbiddenOne day, she ran in the woodsleaves leaving the sound of her trailshe ran along the length of the brooktill she found a place to crossStepping cautiously over the stonesshe reached the other sideThe sky grew darker and the woods denserShe walked holding her new skirt a little higherto avoid it from being torn by the overgrown weeds.Far away, deeper into the woodsShe found a house lost in timethe walls crumbled, the door left openHer heart beating faster with every step she tookShe decided to take a peek into the houseas she walked closer,she heard sounds of laughternext she saw something she would forever regretshe saw her father in the arms of another woman.She ran the entire distance,reached to her side of the woodstears streaming down her muddy cheeksher new skirt torn at many placesShe nev...
Short Break!
2008-02-29 10:03:00 After being busy with the publication website, I felt it is time I need to take some rest.I could not keep myself away from SFTH because of the mails I got about updating it. But, I know, if I tell my friends that I won't be able to update because of health problems they would understand.It's just that I did not wish to disclose it. It is nothing serious, just had a mild attack of vertigo, fell down and sprained my ankle that has slowed down all my activities.It is out of question that I would be able to write anything new in coming few days, so better I do not update blog thus giving chance for those who have not been able to keep up with the pace of my blog, to spend some time here and read what they have missed.Those who have religiously followed my blog can dive into the archive blog and read to relax.I am a person who believes in making people smile and help them to forget their pain for a while.Those who chat with me or talk to me on the phone know that I can make people lau... More About: Break , Short
In Search Of...
2008-02-27 20:36:00 As I sat in my chair and closed my eyesI heard a voice call my name"Find me if you can" it saidWhen I opened my eyesI could see no one around!I knew instantly who it was callingI ran to the templeCalled out His name, asked Him to show HimselfBut I got no answerI ran out in open fields, ran across the meadows,The lake, the ocean outspread!I called out His name, asked Him to show HimselfYet again, there was no answerI climbed the mountains,Search ed the Himalayas,Once again,I called out His name, asked Him to show HimselfBut, still there was no answerTired, I sat on a log and closed my eyesI heard a voice call my name"Rest for a moment, come, let me wipe your brow", it saidI opened my eyes,There was no one around!Getting the hint I closed my eyes againAnd there He was standing in frontShining like a bright light that cleansed my soul"Why are you restless and what is it that you seek?Whom are you calling out to?" He asked"I was calling out to you my Lord" I answeredAnd He laughed -"You ...
New Beginning - 10
2008-02-25 20:55:00 New Beginning - 1 | New Beginning - 2 | New Beginning - 3 | New Beginning - 4 | New Beginning - 5 | New Beginning - 6 | New Beginning - 7 | New Beginning - 8 | New Beginning - 9In the evening when the doorbell rang, Grishma was still sitting in the same position, knees close to her chest but she was holding the photograph close to her heart. The tears had dried and had left their marks on her fair cheeks. She had not bothered to wipe the tears.Grishma opened the door and when she saw Sameer, she reacted.“You could not even tell me where you were going?”Sameer entered the house without answering.“You could not even call me to tell me that you won’t be coming home for lunch?” Grishma complained.Sameer walked to the kitchen and drank water.“Answer me. I am talking to you...” “Why should I answer you? I am not answerable to you. I live in your house and I am not a part of your life…” Sameer shouted.Tears welled up in Grishma’s eyes and she turned to go. The words h...
New Beginning - 9
2008-02-24 21:20:00 New Beginning - 1 | New Beginning - 2 | New Beginning - 3 | New Beginning - 4 | New Beginning - 5 | New Beginning - 6 | New Beginning - 7 | New Beginning - 8Sameer held her as Grishma continued to cry. He knew this was not it. The woman sitting next to him was not a murderer.After crying for more than half an hour Grishma was ready to talk. Punctuated with sobs she told her story. She told Sameer about the accident in which Yash’s entire body, below neck level, was completely paralyzed. She told him how the doctors had given up. Told him how she had brought him home, hoping that being at home might somehow help him to recover. She told him how she hoped that someday a miracle would happen and her Yash would be lively again. Then she told him how one day he had begged her to end it all. Grishma remembered how initially she had refused but then she had to accept it. Yash did not like living like this. He was suffering. His mental suffering was more than the physical suffering. The n...
New Beginning - 8
2008-02-23 21:18:00 New Beginning - 1 | New Beginning - 2 | New Beginning - 3 | New Beginning - 4 | New Beginning - 5 | New Beginning - 6 | New Beginning - 7Sameer looked at Anita, clearly surprised. How could she know? Sameer thought. He had been fighting with his own self on this matter and here was a woman, who did not know much about him, telling him that he loved Grishma. Was it so evident? And, if he did love Grishma then why did he felt the urge to go and visit his wife the day he had told Grishma about his wife. Perhaps, it was to bury her memories forever. That is what he wanted to do all this while. Bury her memories and move ahead in life; that is what Grishma had helped him to do. But, now, the problem was that he was in love with Grishma who was a widow. He did not have any problem with that, but Grishma was not only a widow, she was also carrying the child of her husband. Fine, there was nothing wrong with it; he could accept her even then. The major problem was that – Grishma was a wid...
New Beginning - 7
2008-02-23 20:45:00 New Beginning - 1 | New Beginning - 2 | New Beginning - 3 | New Beginning - 4 | New Beginning - 5 | New Beginning - 6She offered him a bite from her plate and Sameer tasted it. “Not bad” he said as he took another bite and then walked back to the kitchen.“One more serving?” he shouted from the kitchen.“Sure” saying so, Grishma got up and walked to the kitchen.As Sameer filled her plate she stared at him.“What?” Sameer asked.“Nothing.” Grishma was not sure how should she tell him what she wanted. She had to tell him one day but she had to say it in such a way that he would not say no to it.“What is it? Tell me … you want to talk about something. I am all ears.” “And … would you say yes to what I ask from you?”“Depends on what you ask” Sameer said wiping his hands with his apron. ‘I want you to start your practice.” Sameer was silent. Grishma was waiting for an answer.“Maybe one day I will, but I am not ready for it now.”Grishma did not insi...
New Beginning - 6
2008-02-22 20:25:00 New Beginning - 1 | New Beginning - 2 | New Beginning - 3 | New Beginning - 4 | New Beginning - 5After a while Anita joined them in the living room.“How are you feeling?” Anita asked Grishma as she sat next to her.“Fine, but tired. I need to take some rest” saying so, Grishma got up to go.Both Anita and Sameer stood up to support Grishma“Come on guys, I am fine and I can walk alone to the room”As Grishma went to her room to take rest, Sameer reached for the remote to switch on the television but decided against it.Anita picked up the magazine she had brought with her and started reading. Sameer got up and walked to the window.Anita lowered the magazine and looked at Sameer as he spent time lost in his own world. There was something about Sameer that attracted her towards him. She could not lay her finger over it but she knew there was something strange about this man. Something secretive and she loved secrets.As the day advanced Sameer offered to help Anita in cooking. T...
New Beginning - 5
2008-02-22 09:11:00 New Beginning - 1 | New Beginning - 2 | New Beginning - 3 | New Beginning - 4“This is bit difficult to accept, for me too, but I have been thinking about this for sometime and whatever I concluded might be weird or stupid but give me some other explanation if you can”“What is this all about?” Sameer asked growing restless. He never liked surprises or long conversations, the hitting-around-the-bush kind of talks.“I am talking about the pain. Have you found any proper reason for the pain, anything scientifically proved?”“No. All your reports are normal, nothing seen on examination or ultrasound.”“Then perhaps there is some other explanation.”“And that is?”“I had this pain, severe pain, only twice and those two times were when I was about to walk out of the house forever.”Sameer looked at her, surprised. It was true.“I know this sounds weird but I think it is the baby. It does not want me to leave the house.” Grishma said finally and locked her eyes with...
New Beginning - 4
2008-02-20 23:06:00 New Beginning - 1 | New Beginning - 2 | New Beginning - 3At night, Sameer slept on the couch, allowing Grishma to sleep on the bed. That night as Grishma slept comfortably in the warm blanket she could feel the warmth only of the blanket. That night she did not feel Yash’s breath on her neck. She spent some time lying awake in her bed, her eyes refusing to stay open and her mind not allowing her to sleep. Yesterday night, when she had convinced herself that it was her last night in the house she had spent time crying the whole night. She had felt Yash’s warmth encompassing her cold body as she stood staring outside the window. But tonight, she could not feel him. Tonight, she found herself praying to feel his presence though all these days she tried to come out of that feeling. How could his presence leave her suddenly, just like that? She did not get the answer. Perhaps it was right there in front of her, but she failed to notice. She never knew when she fell asleep.The next mo...
New Beginning - 3
2008-02-19 20:34:00 New Beginning - 1 | New Beginning - 2Sameer had turned off the television. When Grishma opened the door she saw him standing outside.“I am sorry.” Sameer saidGrishma looked around.“Where is my luggage?”“In the bedroom”Grishma walked towards the bedroom and picked up her luggage.“Where are you going?”“Out of this house.”“I won’t let you go”“And who are you to stop me?”“A doctor”Silence.Sameer extended his hand and she pushed the luggage in his hand and walked to the living roomAfter few minutes Sameer joined her in the living room.“Would you like some coffee?”“No.”Sameer walked to the kitchen and brought two cups of coffee and kept one cup in front of Grishma. Already irritated, she lost her temper when she saw the cup in front of her.“With whose permission did you take this out?”“Excuse me?”“I had given instructions that I would appreciate if the things in the attic are not touched. You could not respect my request? You should have...
New Beginning - 2
2008-02-18 21:49:00 New Beginning - 1She locked the front door and handed over the keys to the man standing outside. He took the keys and walked away. Walking away was so easy for few people but she could not even convince herself to take one step away from the front door. She looked at the lock, she had unexplainable desire to break the lock and walk inside again. How could she do this? She had spent most her life here. Most? No. She had spent her entire life here, in this house... Growing up from a little girl to a teenager, to a beautiful woman, fulfilled her duties, taking care of Yash’s parents as if they were her own. She had become a friend to Yash, shared the same house with him as a friend, as a family. She had consoled him as he had cried over the death of his parents, she had confessed her feelings for Yash as one night they had stood at the window looking at the starlit sky and then with moon as the witness, she had lost her virginity. After a few months they had married. She had quarrele...
New Beginning
2008-02-17 21:15:00 She looked out of the window for one last time before closing it. Her hair that danced on the soft breeze suddenly fell silently on her shoulders. It felt somewhat similar to what had happened to her after Yash walked out of her life. She had become still, silent and dead apart from the fact that she was breathing and at the same time nourishing yet another life within her. Grishma turned around to look at her house for the last time. The walls seemed to be screaming obscenities in her ears, cursing her for what she had done. As she walked from one room to the other, it was confirmed that the decision she had taken was right. But what was it that suggested otherwise? You will never understand, she whispered as she moved her hand over the walls. At that moment, something changed. Something that could not be seen or acknowledged by the anatomical eye but could be felt deeply, within.It was as if the house had given her the permission to vacate it. In spite of all this, there was somet...
Right Choice
2008-02-13 20:21:00 Her house echoed with “Happy Birthday to you” as she blew the candles on her birthday cake. Her parents, friends and her relatives including her cousins who were crowded near her started clapping as the last candle was blown out. One of her friends whispered something in her ear and Anna gave an artificial smile. She was supposed to be happy but she was not. For the nth time she looked towards the door. She was expecting someone. Obviously, he had forgotten her birthday just like last year. She remembered his birthday, the day they had met for the first time, she also remembered birthdays of all his family members and anniversary of his parents. She never expected him to remember so much but she expected that he would at least remember her birthday! It was not too difficult. Her birthday coincided with one more important occasion for people of her age. Her birthday coincided with Valentine’s Day.She looked at the door for n+1th time. She wanted to call him and remind him but t... More About: Choice
It's Love...
2008-02-12 22:08:00 When you meet someoneAnd know it was meant to beWhen you are with someoneAnd it seems as if time has stood stillWhen the kiss is more than lips coming togetherWhen holding hands connects the soulsWhen you look in someone's eyesAnd you know you can do that foreverWhen you know this person would beThe last face you want to seeBefore you close your eyes foreverYou know beyond doubt ~It's Love From ArchivesThose who wish to give this poem to their Valentine can do so :)One day / One post special offer, no need to mention my copyright *lol*Tomorrow's menu: One part short story for Valentine's Day :)
Is This It?
2008-02-11 22:10:00 I walked the road of LifeAlways looking at the brighter sideI welcomed the pain I gotWith the little happiness that came my wayI stood there, rooted to the groundAnd watched,As Life took everything away.Is this it?Is this how it is meant to be?After all the years I have livedChallenging nothing that happened to me?Today I find myselfStanding alone at a placeMiles away from the place I was meant to beWhy has Life always been unfair to me?Every morning I smiled at the sunThanked God for showing me a new dayI did all that I couldTo keep things the right wayBut in the attempt to do soI ruined everything myself.Is this it?Was this meant to happen the way it did?Then why did I try?If I could not change it!Why did the sun smile at me?When every night brought tears?Why was the happiness momentary?And why is my pillow always wet with tears?From ArchivesPublished in 100 Ink Drops[Book was self-published at lulu.com]
Sands Of Time
2008-02-10 19:38:00 As I go awayLeaving memories behindAs I walk the path unknownAs new routes unwindAs I turn away from youPlease do not think I have deserted youI will be there, just like I have always beenI will be like the breeze that cannot be seenYou will always find me when you close your eyesI will be the truth beyond all the liesI will be the dream to inspire youI will be like the morning dewYou will always find me when you peek in your heartBecause I will be the beat of your heartVoice of Janice Thomson[Was recorded when I had first posted the poem at Archive Blog]From Archives More About: Time , Sands
Long Time...
2008-02-08 23:45:00 It has been a long time... many years, actuallysince we first met and became friends,we have been through a lot together ...But, it is not the time to be tired,We still have a long way to go!It has been a long timesince we shared our dreams,since we had a heart-to-heart talkBut, it is not the time to sulkOne day we will just catch up on old times!It has been a long time,yes, long enoughto look back and say"Those were the days"But do not lose faith in our friendshipWe can still bring those days back!It has been a long time,Since I told you how much you mean to meSince the day I told you that I careBut I know in my heart,You still trust me like you once did... and that is what mattersSo, even if it has been a long timeEven if I do not get a chance to say I careEven if you do not get the time to callWe still know that we are there for one anotherThat is what friendship is all about.Poem dedicated to AnitaWritten at 4:00 am / 9th February 2008 More About: Time , Long
Come To Me
2008-02-07 20:37:00 Come to me silentlyOften as you doMaking my heart skip a beatEvery moment so special, so trueTogether we make it happenOr let it happen on its ownMixed feelings of fear and ecstasyEntangled emotions of the heart!From Archives
Little Things...
2008-02-06 21:52:00 Out of the many things that happen in our life to make us what we are and what our life is all about, there are few things; the little things that might not play a role in shaping up our future but they definitely make life worth living. These little things make us smile and whenever we are going through a bad phase in our life, these little things would make matters easier for us, in their own way.I consider myself lucky to be blessed with many such "little things" in my life. The special moments I have spent with my family and my friends. Even today when I am depressed I think of those moments and I smile. I have written a few posts in the past about those little things. The silent moments I spent with dad, the memorable days I spent with my close friends …Tonight, at around 1 am, something happened. Something that I would remember for a long time to come! It is a funny incident but looking closely at the matter, it has a message in it …Very few close friends of mine have the ... More About: Things
Affection
2008-02-05 20:13:00 When she looks in his innocent eyesTears well up in hersWhen he gives his best smileHer heart overflows with loveWhen she feels his body against hersShe forgets all the labor painsFrom Archives More About: Affection
Forgetting You...
2008-02-03 21:29:00 I said I let goBut perhaps I never couldI tried convincing myselfBut my heart never understoodEven after all these yearsEverything seems to be just like it wasLife has moved ahead, so have youBut here I am, standing where I wasI have been through these emotionsMany times before todayTold myself that you do not careBut, I repeat the same mistake everydayIt's time I stop expectingTime to end it allTime to tell myself repeatedlyYou would never understand at allTonight, I would go to bedPretending to have convinced my heartI don't know whether I would succeed,but let me at least make a start.Get great free widgets at Widgetbox!Forgetting You [285 Kb]To download, right click and select save link as
The Diaries...
2008-02-02 11:09:00 Strange, how everythingseems to have happened just yesterday,As I open the old diaries and read,The happiness, the pain, the smiles, the tears,All that I had gone through many years ago.Each time,As I pull out the old diariesfrom the shelf,and clear the dust of time,I have this sudden urge to read,When my intention is actuallyto tear off the pagesand let go all the memories,Like letting loosethe ghosts from the past.But,With every word that I readI live each moment from the pastI see the phases of my lifein the worn out pagesI realize that I've learnedI've changed, I've improvedIn all these years...I keep the diaries backto where they belong,So that one day whenI am dead and gone,people would know through themThat I had lived every moment,survived storms of life,And not merely did I breathe!File size: 225 Kb More About: Diaries
Abyss
More articles from this author:2008-01-31 20:10:00 From the depth of an abyssComes a familiar voice saying "Jump In"I stare into the darkness -Strange thoughts in my mind"Do I know you?And why don't I see you?" I ask"I am youAnd you cannot see me because it is dark" says the voice"Why is it dark in there" I do not give up"It is darkness of ignorance that you see,from where you are standing" I get the reply"From where I am standing?" I ask"Jump In and you will know yourself"I close my eyes and jump in"Open your eyes and see" I hear my own voiceI open my eyes and see light, everywhere.Light of knowledge that is seen when looked within.File size: 176 Kb More About: Abyss 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 |




