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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!

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Because I Am A Human...
2008-01-28 22:05:00
Hi!I am not sure what to label this post as …Sentimental post or Sensible post.Past few days I was wondering whether to write about this on the blog or not to write about it but in the end I decided I better get it off my chest.This is about the mail a friend had sent to me recently. Like every coin that has two sides this mail had a good point and a bad point too…He is a blog friend and has been reading my work for a long time now, so he sent me an article that was published in Times Of India, Sunday edition, which I had failed to read.I searched for the article while writing this post and you all can read the article over here.I can write a very lengthy post on this, what I think, what I feel and what is right and what is wrong but I am not going to do that.Long back someone taught me to put forth the point in very few words. Trust me, what follows ARE “few words” as compared to what I would have written few days ago…Writers all over the world would agree that it is diff...
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Incomplete Poem...
2008-01-27 20:57:00
I have come a long wayI know,Because when I look backI cannot see the people I left behindI have learned a lot in all these yearsI know,Because I know things I did not know thenThings, which perhaps I should have not knownI have grown up, definitely,Physiologically and psychologically too...I know,Because the mirror reflects a strange faceWhen I look at it trying to search for the "old" meI am not sad, perhaps I am happyYes, you can say thatBecause I am smiling.There are a lot of things to be saidI know,Because my fingers are tremblingAs I compose this poem... my first incomplete poem.File size: 175 Kb
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When People Walk Out Of Your Life
2008-01-24 20:59:00
When someone who means a lot to you, whoHears all that you have to say, whoEncourages you to face challenges of life andNever to lose hope, suddenly disappears, it hurts.Perhaps they need their own space, and they haveEvery right to be alone, but why is that we fail to accept, theObvious truth that no one stays foreverPeople come and go for reasonsLike the clouds, which have their purposeEven if we understand all this, why does it hurt so much?When our mails go unansweredAnd fear grips our heart,Life seems dull when the yahoo smileys, the hugs,Kisses and the coffee cups seem to taunt you.Our wish awaits the falling starUnfulfilled, the wish dies inside our heart, butThere is still a tiny ray of hopeOne day, perhaps the morning sun will bring the newsFinally a mail would arrive and ease our pain.You pray, that such day arrives soon when smile would reside,On your face as once again secrets are sharedUnpleasant and pleasant ones, both.Regrets and wishes confessed togetherLife suddenly...
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Marriage - Tanka
2008-01-24 12:27:00
they are rightbut I am not wrong eitherlife has its rulesbut I have my own choices too -discussions about my marriage
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At Times...
2008-01-21 20:56:00
At times, there was so much to sayBut I did not get the chanceAt times, you looked in my eyesWaiting for me to say something,But all that I could do was just look at you.At times, I wanted you to hold meBut you were just so very busyAt times, when you held meI felt the moment should never passBut, all wishes never come trueAnd I know that because of you.The more I wanted you to be there for meThe more the distance grewThere were possibilities for us to change...All that was happening between usBut we both just did not have the timeNow, as I sip coffee, I often go back in timeDo you go back in time too?Do you realize,too, all that happened was wrong?Sometimes, I wonder, should we give ourselves one more chanceAnd see if our love for one another is still strong.
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In Love With Me...
2008-01-20 20:30:00
He said he was in love with meI had no reason to not believeHe brought roses for me whenever we metAnd I accepted reluctantlyHe said he knew I did not love himAs yet, he addedHe was sure, one day I would ...And he was right.One day, I picked up the phoneTo tell him how I feltBut he was not there to listenNow, I bring him roses everyday as I visit himAnd he accepts without saying a wordI tell him that I love himAnd his stone reads - I know
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Intuition...
2008-01-19 12:13:00
Do you believe in intuitions? I not only believe in intuitions, I have intuitions too. I have been feeling it strongly for past few days, even before I posted the last part of the story here at blog.I was repeatedly asked to remove it from the blog. I wanted you all to read it because not publishing the entire story would have been injustice to all those who punctually checked my blog for the updates. But, with the feeling getting stronger I cannot keep it here any longer.Before people get disappointed, I would like to say something for those who have not been able to follow the story till the end...Though the story is no more at the blog, you will still get a chance to read it. Just click on "request account" link and fill the form with requesting access for My Life-Story and I will send you a password for accessing the story. Use that password in the password protect box. Once I update blog, this password protect box would also be available in sidebar. The password will be active...
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My Life-Story - 12
2008-01-17 20:11:00
My Life -Story 1 | My Life -Story 2 | My Life-Story 3 | My Life-Story 4 | My Life-Story 5 | My Life-Story 6 | My Life-Story 7 | My Life-Story 8 | My Life-Story 9 | My Life-Story 10 | My Life-Story 11 *********************** Please vote in the Bravenet poll, it is much easier as it does not require hitting back button after every vote as was the case in Pollhost. The voting is closed there now. The poll results still available to view.First poll: five votes to "No"Second poll: five votes to "No"Third poll: five votes to "No, to both"Fourth poll: six votes to "Yes"The poll is still open at bravenet for those who would read using password protect of Bravenet. Free polls from Pollhost.comDo you find this story to be unnecessarily lengthy?Free polls from Pollhost.comAt any point of time did you feel the story was dragging?Do you think I should have added more characters and / or included another sub-plot?Yes, to bothNo, to bothYes, to characters and no to sub-plotYes, to sub-plot and no to...
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My Life-Story 6
2008-01-14 20:45:00
My Life -Story 1 | My Life -Story 2 | My Life-Story 3 | My Life-Story 4 | My Life-Story 5
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My Life-Story - 5
2008-01-13 20:26:00
My Life -Story 1 | My Life -Story 2 | My Life-Story 3 | My Life-Story 4
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My Life-Story 4
2008-01-12 19:40:00
My Life -Story 1 | My Life -Story 2 | My Life-Story 3
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My Life-Story - 3
2008-01-11 21:28:00
My Life -Story 1 | My Life -Story 2“What’s wrong with you? Why are you angry at me?”He was expecting an answer but I did not say anything. I simply got up and left the place. I cried on my way back home. There were a lot of thoughts clogging my mind; I was not able to think clearly. I wanted to go back home and talk to Shraddha. I opened the door and ran towards my room expecting Shraddha to be there, studying. But she was not around. My mobile sprang to life. It was Roshan trying to call me. I did not attend his call. I had to know what had happened between both of them but I had to hear my sister’s side of the story first. I was pacing the floor when Shraddha entered the house.“Where were you?”“In library, what is wrong?” she said keeping the books on the desk“You looked worried.” She walked towards me “I want to talk to you.” I said with tears in my eyes.“Sit down” she held my hand and made me sit on the bed.“What is wrong? Assure me you did not do som...
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My Life-Story - 2
2008-01-10 20:12:00
My Life -Story 1Elder sisters always boss around; this was my reaction to my sister’s warning.“Just because you were cheated by some guy does not mean that every guy is wrong.” I got the answer I deserved for this statement. Shraddha slapped me and walked out of the room.I wanted to take out my frustration and hence I started throwing things around the room, that night I did not have my dinner and my sister decided to spend time in the study, working late on her project.Dad knew nothing about this episode.The next day I had to submit forms in other Engineering colleges, I needed my sister’s help for confirming certain details in the form but I was adamant. I did not go to ask for help. As she walked into the room I could make out that she had not slept the entire night. She had perhaps cried the whole night.“I am sorry di”“Did you fill your submission forms?”“Admission forms” I corrected her.Shraddha took a deep breath and walked towards me and kissing me on my ch...
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My Life-Story - 1
2008-01-09 21:42:00
I always believed in living each day as it came until life threw such circumstances in my way, which compelled me to take some firm decisions. Some decisions change your life altogether, this one sure changed mine. Though my life was not a roller-coaster ride all the way, it did have its ups and downs, more of downs, you can say. Stability knocked on the doors of my life at a very late stage. But as they say, “Better late than never”Stability came in the form of Shantanu. He was like the first drop of rain falling on the scorched earth after a long hot summer, like the fragrance of wet earth, which after reaching the nostrils of any normal human being would make him/her feel good about life, like the sound of the brook to the ears of the person who has been thirsty for a long time, like the ray of light for the person trapped in darkness for many years. In other words, Shantanu was the hope in my life. Shantanu was my husband’s friend. I say “was” because my husband did no...
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The Silent Road - (6)
2008-01-08 12:47:00
The silent roadbeen dug at many placesis a complete messIt silently screams in painas workers strike againThe silent roadreflects my state of mindWhile I spend time looking at it;wondering about the pain,which it has endured.It is so much similar to what I have been throughWith every assault of thoughtsmy mind silently screams with painI try almost everyday,to find solution to problemsBut, all my attempts are in vain.Every night,we cry togetherThe silent road and I,Thank each anotherfor the silent companyAnd wonder,What we would have been without each another
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Towards Dawn - 3
2008-01-06 20:42:00
Towards Dawn - 1 | Towards Dawn - 2He had stood there for some time, too numb to react. He had never imagined seeing Lavanya in this condition. He had not been able to understand as to what should have been his next step but when he had seen that lower portion of Lavanya’s saree was stained with blood he had immediately removed his jacket, wrapped it around her and picking her up in his arms had ran towards his car.He had brought her to the hospital and the moment Lavanya was placed on stretcher, the nurse had walked towards him and had asked him his relation with Lavanya. Keshav had wondered what should have been his answer… friend, lover or no relation. Finally he had told the nurse that Lavanya was his friend. On seeing Lavanya’s wounds the resident doctor had told Keshav that it was a police case. Keshav had assured the doctor that he would complete all the formalities but the doctor should attend to her because she was known to be pregnant and now she was bleeding per vag...

Towards Dawn - 2
2008-01-04 20:20:00
Towards Dawn - 1Keshav had managed to get admission in a renowned medical college because of his parent’s influence. Yes, he was clever but not enough so as to grab a free seat. He had opted for a payment seat. On the other hand, Lavanya was a merit holder and had got a free seat very easily. On the first day of college, Keshav had been silent because he knew no one in the college, while Lavanya talked to everyone as if she had known them since many years.When Lavanya had spotted Keshav, he was busy noting down syllabus from the notice board. She had walked to him and stood next to him for some time and then had started talking to him. But Keshav had not spoken much with her; he had simply finished his work and walked away.A faint smile came over his face when he remembered that incidence. Such was his Lavanya, one who could make anyone smile even during the worst phase of life. Suddenly Keshav started crying.After a long time he wiped his tears and walked out of the prayer room. ...

Towards Dawn - 1
2008-01-03 20:26:00
He had never asked for anything in his entire life, neither from God nor from any human. From childhood till today, his parents had given him everything. Money, love ... everything.But today, with folded hands he was praying to God, kneeling down on the floor and tears streaming down his cheeks. He was praying to God for the life of the woman who had ruined his life. Today if there was sorrow in his life; it was because of this woman. It was possible for him to simply ignore her and not help her, leave her to die but he did not do so. He had put her in his car and brought her to the hospital and was now praying for her. He had refused to do only one thing for Lavanya. He refused to donate his blood.Initially the doctor was surprised but when he mentioned the reason, the doctor asked the nurse to call a blood bank for the blood.He did not donate his blood to Lavanya because he loved her a lot and by donating his blood he did not want to ruin her life. He knew that Lavanya, too, would...
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The Girl At The Balcony
2008-01-02 20:18:00
"You should not do this" her parents used to sayEven if that meant taking her happiness awayShe was born as a girl, may be such her karma wasHappiness eluded her and pain haunted her without pauseHer childhood days were spent learningTo sacrifice her morsel of food for her brothersShe was meant to stay back at home and cookWhen Life was freedom for othersHigher education was not her piece of cakeAs some day she was destined to cook and bakeShe was taught from beginning of her lifeThat someday she is going to be someones’ wifeShe grew up, perhaps faster than expectedCurves of her body well shaped, in spite of being underfedNecks turned as she walked in the marketEvery single guy found her to be perfectOne day when she was in the market with her motherHer mother realized that one guy was staring at her daughterBack home it was hell for the girlBecause according to the mother it was the fault of the girl“You must have behaved in such a manner that he stared at you”Was all that he...
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Happy New Year
2007-12-31 23:04:00
Hi!Wish you all a very Happy New Year 2008!May all your dreams come true.May the first smile on your face last for the entire year. Wishing you all lots of success, happiness, love, peace and much more ...Many thanks to all those who sent me messages and wonderful e-cards. I will reply to your messages later in the day. Right now, I came online to wish you all.One more visitor complained that she could not post comment at blog because blogger shows error message...Just in case you, too, are facing the same problem you can fill the form on this page and I will post the comment for you.Do read and suggest title for my poem in the post before this one.I end this post with one of my favorite poems from the Archives.AssuranceI know friend, sometimes life acts tough, as the sea wild and rough. Sailboats and big ships too, surrender to the deep sea blue! Nothing seems perfect and nothing seems safe every single moment is scary and life at stake!Worry not friend, you are not alone, assures ...
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Time to say goodbye...
2007-12-30 21:19:00
Few minutes ago I received a message on mobile, from one of my good friends.Last 24 hours of the year 2007 sirf aaraam karo, Laptop bandh karo aur uska cable kahin chupa do so that aap dhoondhne parr bhi na miley. Kal ek din ke liye.Well! He does not want me to switch on my Laptop for the last 24 hours of the year 2007 [sorry boss, some time is already wasted :p] and he wants me to hide the cable at some place where even I cannot find it, just for one day...Now, I think that seems to be a good idea. Just one day is not going to harm much ;) I can survive or at least try to!Meanwhile, those who have not been warned in similar manner and would be checking my blog on the 31st, I want you all to read Author Says in sidebar [if not read already]Hoping at least good % of attendance at Straight From The Heart, if not 100%I had plans to do something new at SFTH for the year 2008 and so I thought of audio! But, being the kind of impatient soul that I am, I could not wait for the last few d...
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Hunger
2007-12-29 11:08:00
She needed money to feed her child,He needed a woman to satisfy his emotions wild,They came together in union not meant to be,He would go his own way and so would she,The hungry man would be satiated,And the hungry child would be fed.Yet another poem from the Archive blog. Republished because it does not deserve to be covered with dust of time.I had written this poem at around 5:30 or 6 amA few words about the idea behind the poem:I composed this poem mentally when I was half asleep. Half because, I had just woke up because of a dream and I was on the verge of falling asleep again when the words of this poem hammered on my head. I did not know that I had this subject at the back of my subconscious mind.I must admit that I always felt sad for these women! I am sure most of them are into prostitution only because of some sort of helplessness. There may be only a few women who actually like what they do!What could be worse than the helplessness of a mother who is forced into prostituti...
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Mysterious Rider
2007-12-28 09:23:00
Poem inspired by above imageImage was received in forwarded mail, original source not knownI wish to go in search ofThe mysterious riderFollow his footprints andWalk deep into the woodsStepping on the marks he’s left behindHis footprints to guide meBlindly I want to travelThe road unknown and unseenI wish to hearThe sound of the spring waterI wish to find him thereSitting with his fishing rodSilently leaning against the treeAs if lost in serenityI wish to hand him his instrumentAnd ask him to play it for meI wish to dance on the tune of the musicAnd hear the rustle of leaves beneath my feetI want the mist to engulf me in its whiteI want to feel the breeze tickling my skinI want to feel the surpriseWhen suddenly arms circle my waistI want to feel the love that flowsFrom the wetness of his lipsI wish to go and searchThis mysterious riderBecause I know he is the man for meAnd I know he’s waiting for me to find himFrom ArchivesOne of the friends who had commented on the poem at Arch...
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Relations
2007-12-26 20:57:00
Lived every relation,Stayed true in every wayCared for everyone with all my heartNever allowed pretension to come in the wayToday, winds of change are blowingMy feet stagger on the wayI know in my heart that I can never pretendBut what would I do...When life forces me to change my way?Would I be able to smile?Pretend that all is goodWould I be able to forgive them?For they did wrong thinking they were being goodChallenges, the way of life, I knowI wish I can pass this one tooI hope the dust of unpleasant thoughts settles downPretension stays out and every relation is true.Those who are close to me know that I am short-tempered but there is a reason for everything. Those who really know me, understand that the main reason for my anger is that I can never pretend in life. I am what I am. If I do not like something, I say it on face. But, at times, it becomes kind of difficult when the people involved are your loved ones.At times like these, not being able to pretend ... not being able...
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When Tears Form In The Eyes
2007-12-23 08:14:00
When you feel lonelyHeart aches for companionshipEverything seems so meaninglessNever lose hope for I will be there to careTears of pain roll down your cheeksEveryone makes you cryAll of them seem not to careRegardless of what you want to shareSay to me because I would be there to listen and careForever by your side I would beOblivion to what the world says about usReaching out to you when you need meMaking you feel strongIn the darkness of your life I would beNever fading lightTogether we would shareHeartache you are going throughEvery pain would then cease to existEvery moment you would find meYearning to hold you in my armsEvery moment you would find meSharing my love with you.From Archives
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