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Sootradhaar

Mar 10, 2023
7 min read

By Pradeep Gopalani


They say this city has a trend of being late, if you reach on time no one personifies your dignity. Some people are born with ethics of being punctual. He is always companionless in the crowd waiting, since he is always on time.

A mediocre, he is the same guy who wakes up early morning to board a train. He reaches office on time, sharply calculated his commuting, breakfast and early morning exercise. But he has to wait because there is no security guard at the gate, hence he is late at the office. But he understands...

A mediocre, he wants to spend some quality time with his loved one on a weekend. He planned a lovely dinner and cocktails. Post that a beach walk where he could just hold her hands and look at the ocean. But she is late by two hours at the venue. He never antagonizes, on the contrary he understands....

A mediocre, manages his house bills. Family responsibilities, investment and savings very well. Always supportive to a friend and extended families, but when he needs any guidance or support. He gets a response, "Let me see what I can do". He accepts the gratitude and understands....

A mediocre, everything done by him is so perfectly planned. But his goals don't fall in place and life becomes a struggle. He is still standing stiff holding to his ethics of never giving up and abiding to his values and having belief. He is expecting to live a stable life and settle down, get married have kids.

But a mediocre, would always stay a mediocre if he continues to understand.

His ambitions and goals will take a halt, he is loveless, but he never blames anyone for being an optimistic and sustainable because.

He understands...!!!














Where am I...??


Along the roadside I witness a woman,

standing below a shelter drenching,

it's been couple of days I notice,

She comes here at the time of dusk

The pouring rain from the sky scares

her to drown,

It's the time when everyone is home before the darkness arrives

The fear of Pandemic has amiss the reality,

She never asks for money nor she asks for bite,

while I witness her tears that does not match with the attire,

There is no feeling of scarcity but still she desolates.

weeks have passed no one confronts her,

Mankind is now vanished as we all have to isolate,

the women beneath is now engrossed on my mind,

I can't wait here to witness her as a helpless human being to reach,

I took some bread and curry to offer her a meal,

maintaining a required distance I offered her my sympathy,

She took a bite and I saw tears roll down her eyes.

Made my eyes moist too as I quenched her hunger,

But here was my dilemma, she was just famished for emotion,

She was not starving but was craving for affection,

I waited to listen and discovered she was positive a month ago,

Now recovered and good to resume a normal life and new dreams to find,

Disowned by the society and loved one's she was broken

A warrior to gain victory with the world is still in a war,

The fact untold is that this fight is not with epidemic it's a battle to save mankind.

The Next Big thing


Beneath the turquoise shelter lies a temperament,

the hypocrisy is hidden within the flesh,

The sanguine fluid flows from his veins

he is far beyond all the attachments

but the cruor is within the brains…

Bounded by the convoy of people,

he lives a stupendous life,

where good is evil and evil is good

he walks along carrying a hood….

The mask that does not reveals his identity

but he still goes on with an audacity...!

He was never like this and he will never be the same,

the world was accused for he lived with a shame…

The righteous path was always a far,

choosing the same was as critical as a war,

Nothing went wrong because he was only misled

far beyond the reality there was hatred,

He was neither left out nor was betrayed…

visions of success and dreams to fly

nobody for his rescue no one to rely,

The pathway was with obstacles

life reciprocated with defense and tackles

Abiding his journey, he came across a similar situation

neglecting his past he kept himself inspiring

Steady and calm waiting for The Next Big Thing…!!!





Mysterious Companion...


The dark night enrolled and we met for no reason,

our bonding grew and connection improved every season,

no obstacles nor feelings, neither were restrictions or any boundaries....


Life was easy when I wasn't attached, it became easier as the distance was diminished,

Neither do I regret nor I have a guilt as my mind gave me wisdom,

Leaving behind the traces of past I want to abide,

A feeling of being left alone I wish to keep aside...


Grudges with someone is not a worthy attachment,

Reactions to the situation is a wrong temperament,

A promise to live with no complaints and our bonding shall enhance,

What I deserve from you is to embrace a lifetime chance...










IMPULSIVE ERROR...!!

Admiring the twilight, he began to enroll

Beneath the moonlight laid was his soul

Conquered the acquaintance

Dawn was at the appearance

Elite was his charisma

Figuring out his charm

Gratitude embowed didn’t harm

Heights were his mission

Identifying himself was his only ambition,

Jumbled life like a puzzle

Kindled himself to hustle

Loved by everyone

Moist were his eyes; he restrained tears

Noble men stood to rescue his fears

Optimism he used as sword

Positivity was his armor

Quirk of fate occurred in a mist,

Rejunavated him stood amidst,

Soul as pure as holy water,

Throughfare of pride in his character,

Unveiled his dreams to the world,

Victory embossed in gold,

War wasn’t over yet,

Xanadu was his upcoming adventure,

Yelled his conscience dream bigger

Zingered at his "Impulsive Errors".



Bizarre...!!


It was a monsoon evening and the time didn’t fly

in a confined space waiting for someone,

I had something special that belonged to you…

I was engrossed in my thoughts,

preparing for witty conversations

but was mesmerized as I saw your allure appearance…


Was bewildered as it was not a normal encounter,

It was never I met you like, not just another day

I was lost as was in a stray,

a juncture for me to decide whether disperse or to stay…

trying to be methodical,

I waited for that unfair situation

where I expressed my feelings in a form of an action…

it changed the chemistry that we were sharing moments ago

I forgot the Newton’s third law,

and my action had an opposite reaction…


There was turmoil that I saw in your eyes,

framing a guilt within me deep inside

It was a blackout situation only our eyes spoke

a feeling of regret had started to evoke…

I wanted to apologize for it was a disgrace

but not for my action because I meant what I expressed,

I was grateful for I met you that day

All I wanted that it shouldn’t have ended in an inaccurate way…

The Incandescent One...!!


She wants to fly because she lives like a kite,

I want to be with her but I am scared of heights

fear always chases; the right is always wrong…

She makes her dreams come true,

for thy victory is always besides….


Decisions are opted to be amiss

righteous path still has a distance,

she learns from her wisdom

while grows like General Sherman

nobody dislikes her for being in the selfdom

being an individual like announced about a single stem tree…

She is exclusive in the wide kingdom.


The beauty lies within while everyone craves for her,

nothing goes wrong for she is always in disguise,

Someone to protect her above,

Someone to cherish her below,

always surrounded by love for there is one to owe…

wonders do happen and the mist always disappear,

and when it does the incandescent one appears….





Letter to a friend.


Dear Friend,


I might not text you every day and call you once in a while but today I want to tell you that you are always remembered in my memories. Thank you for being there and making my life extra ordinary and giving me memorable moments.

We are living in a world of Global Pandemic and the situation is getting worst day by day. Many people lost their jobs and survival has become a challenge. We are unable to share our feelings with our loved one's because we stay confined and indoors. Digital world is on its peak and emotions doesn't play a role.

We get depressed watching daily news. Our bonding gets weak day by day. We have witnessed millions of people leaving the world, some who did not wish to and some ended their life themselves.

We wouldn't have imagined maintaining the existing and making new relationships would become so difficult

But this is a bad phase for the world which shall pass.

Today I want to tell you that if you ever feel like talking or you wish to share your feelings please talk to your family or closed one's if not than I am here to listen, regardless we have never met, met just once or just connected socially I will listen.


Sharing feelings is the best healing









Baat sirf itni si hai...


Tujhe dekha to pehli nazar tujse pyar to nahi hua,

par tere chehre pe bholapan nazar aa gaya tha..

Tujhe chhute hi dil dhadkne to nahi laga,

Par tere aks me ek saathi paa liya tha,

Baat sirf itni si hai...


Kabhi tujse door to kabhi tere paas aa gaya,

Teri aankhon me samundar to nahi dekha, par yeh palkhen kuch kehti thi mujse,

Un zulfon me ek kashish thi jisse main khicha chala aaya,

Baat sirf itni si hai....


Aaj phir kahin zindagi ne uss mod par laake khada kar diya,

Muje chun'na hai teri dosti aur teri mohabbat me se kisi ek ko,

Yeh faasle kaise bane iss raat k andhere me,

Kahin toot k bikhar naa jaaun darr lagta hai iss dil ko,

Baat sirf itni si hai....


Baat sirf itni si hai to yeh doori kaisi,

Faasle itne kam hai to yeh majboori kaisi,

Apni aankhen band kar k dekh mera chera nazar aata hai yaa nahin

Agar nazar naa aaye to baat sirf itni si hai ki tujse shikayat kaisi....



By Pradeep Gopalani




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