Kick out Masturbation-improves your concentration

This poem highlights the reason behind the loss of concentration among the young generation and advice them to leave their bad habits to improve it.

What’s new in Today’s Generation?

Yes,the modern art of “Masturbation”.

Whether the teenage Gal or a Guy,

Everyone wants His imagination to be fly.



Parents surprised….Teachers cried,

That why the today youngsters…

Lost their charm of  beauty….

And personality pride.



Adults replied with more patience,

That “Masturbation” increases our concentration.

Its an art of self meditation….

Which is necessary for innovation.



Just think about the old saga….

who remain virgin till their marriage Raga,

How foolish and unromantic they were?

Who consider “Masturbation” to preserve.



“Masturbation” keeps us alive….

Create new fantasies to dive.

Its better to relieve ones own,

Instead of rape scenes to be grown.



Marriage ages are now a days shift ahead,

As first the career making tensions spread,

How one can tackle the situation of career and sex?

So better to “masturbate” instead of paying  “call Gals” tax.



Its not our faults for such pains,

“Media” is the cause for TRP gains.

They highlighted the bombarding scenes,

Which ignited our hidden dreams.



Parents replied- O My Dear child!

Dont take “Masturbation” as an act of pride.

It will make you mature earlier,

Will definitely makes your looks uglier.



Early “Masturbation” makes you impotent,

Develop your mind in slow motion.

As earlier as you indulge in this “Game”,

As more as your youth goes in vain.



Though the “Masturbation” is a necessary part,

But still it must be in our voluntary heart.

If  you will control this young age ” Bait”,

Then can safely beware from future prostrate.



Fantasies are unlimited in teenage life,

Everyone wishes to fulfill them with future wife.

But each age has its own charm……

So better to wait for no harm.



“Masturbation” is not a solution for “concentration”,

Its not a task to remove your “frustration”,

Its a natural phenomena for body’s need,

So better to control more for your future’s breed.



Even the old saying is there….

That excess of everything is not fair.

For this don’t let you “Bare”……

So that no vulgur thoughts tries to enter there.



“Adulthood” is a stage of devotion,

Every adult enjoys it with caution.

“Virginity” is a pride for ones emotion,

Save it for your future Commotion.



Yes,Yes…Parents,We think You are right,

As We indulge in so much Fun…..

That hampers our future to be bright.

And “Masturbation” makes our thinking tight.



” Masturbation” is the only “Devil” which is our envious Part,

It rules our mind and nullifies our career path.

Thanks for your Nice and useful suggestions!

As from now We kick out this “Masturbation”.

Against Nature

This English poem highlights the feelings of a person who did an act against nature by breaking the house of a tiny insect creature but soon He realized His mistake.

Poem – Against Nature

I broke ,
they dispersed ,
I laughed ,
they cursed .

After all ,
it was all against nature ,
that I was breaking ,
the house of tiny creatures.

But it was my misfortune ,
that I had to broken ,
otherwise they stung me ,
and left me frozen.

Four times I became ,
the victim of their bite ,
and every time I let them go ,
without harm them in slight.

But now its all over ,
as I too have to survive ,
under the same roof ,
where they were trying to prepare their house .

It was the monsoon season ,
and they came in numbers ,
with yellowish in color ,
and always live in jumbles.

I always carry a matchbox ,
to apply its explosive as an antiseptic ,
but the pain I borne ,
was no more fantastic.

So to avoid from that pain ,
i took a long stick this time ,
to broke their house ,
where they lived in a pride.

I broke ,
they dispersed ,
I laughed ,
they cursed .

One of them came from behind ,
and attacked on me to make me blind ,
the moment I regained back my consciousness ,
many of them too took the advantage to grind.

I was cursed ,
cursed with them ,
as that was against nature ,
to broke someone sand .

I fell down ,
held one of my eye tightly ,
was shouting for someone’s help ,
who didn’t take it lightly.

Suddenly a small kid ,
an “Environmental Enthusiast” came ,
to save my life ,
and to made my senses regain.

He held my hand ,
to touched their hollow house ,
where one of their buddy ,
floundered in a trap browse.

Now I realized ,
that what I did a moment ago ,
to attacked someone’s house ,
without any reason to show.

It was all against nature ,
as the nature made them ,
though they turned to be our enemy ,
but they are our friends supplement.

What if  ……… if they want to live ?
with us under the same roof ,
as their presence make us ,
a real human with fool proof .

Magical Shower

This English poem highlights the Love of two Lovers when they both get closer due to the magical shower "Rain " on their first date and tie into a marriage knot forever.

Love Poem – Magical Shower

In a scorching heat wave ,
we were standing in a shade ,
was waiting for something ………..
something that shine our fate.

Sweated bodies stood apart ,
wet hands lost their charm ,
was waiting for something ………..
something that take off our hate.

He was frustrated ,
and I was too ,
though a long time has passed ,
about the moments that we enjoyed all through.

He wanted to get closer ,
though I too wanted ,
but a hot wave that passed through us ,
took it as granted.

Time was running fast ,
fast like our heart beats ,
A disparting thought from each other ,
brought tears on our eye lids.

Suddenly that tears turned magically ,
magically into a blessing shower ,
as black clouds covered the sky ,
to blessed us in its magical shower.

The first drop that falls ,
brought cheers on our faces ,
the second drop made us closer ,
to hide each other faces.

The first shower twisted ,
twisted our fingers tightly ,
and slowly with the speed ,
our lips too lock tightly.

That magical shower ……….. Rain ,
Rain ………. that brings us closer ,
not only physical ,
but with mentally too in logical.

Heat from our bodies ,
melt into the ice ,
a moment before that made us apart ,
now bound us in a spice.

We both enjoyed deeply ,
deeply with the heavy shower ,
our hate turned into a deep Love ,
the Love that ends never.

Now We are living together ,
bind in a marriage knot tie ,
but still get closer always ,
when that magical shower lie.

Now We remember our first date ,
When We both reached late ,
and due to that magical shower ,
we had to tell a big tale .

The tale that we saved our life ,
as we trapped in a jungle shower in day light ,
and perhaps our parents trusted our lie ,
b’coz magical shower made their minds fly.

Definition Of “Youth” changes

This English Poem highlights the social issue of the Youngsters demise in which our definition of "Youth" is changing day by day.

Social Poem – Definition Of “Youth” changes

Once upon a time ,
a queen asked Her King ,
that What is “Youth” ,
in terms of wings .

The King replied ……..
that “Youth” was the ultimate state ,
between childhood and adult age ,
where the qualities of vigour, freshness made a person sage .

“Youth” was a state of mind ,
where fantasies made one’s blind ,
where one Overpowered His desires ,
and kept it on hire .

“Youth” was the ultimate state ,
of envied and romanticized ,
where one didn’t bother ,
about to be criticized .

“Youth” was the possessors ,
of beauty and potential ,
where everything was fair ,
to kept its credential .

“Youth” was the courage ,
of cowardliness and timidity ,
where the youngsters tried to prove ,
their early achieved dignity .

But now the definition of “Youth” is changing ,
not due to its spelling ,
but due to the acts ,
in which our youths are falling .

Now a days “Youth” is define ,
as an unemployed and drunken turbine ,
Its a state of disaffected and nuisance ,
where their tongue slips in an abusing fluence .

“Youth” regard as a horrible creature ,
who figures out for its lust feature ,
He is the one who rapes an innocent female ,
and try to be escape through the definition of “Juvenile” .

And the verbs too are changing ,
that are associated with it ,
Now it becomes violent and threatening ,
as they are aimlessly wandering .

Attack,smash,vandalize,intimidate and assault,
all are scoring highly ,
and the position of “Youth” ,
is decreasing day by day widely.

Kill,stab,arrest and molest ,
all are the verbs that make them to protest ,
for the acts they are committing ,
for their survival of witting .

“Black Youth” is very common ,
which experienced high levels of racial discrimination ,
and makes them troublesome and rebellious ,
and let others to be furious .

So We should keep in mind ,
to save our “Youth” definition for fine ,
Let “Youth” remained as a King’s story ,
and save our Country’s future glory.

Books Are Our Cultural Heritage

This English poem Highlights the importance of Books and declare them as a cultural Heritage which one must have to preserve for a longer time.

Poem – Books Are Our Cultural Heritage

Books are our Friends ,
So attract us at a glance ,
Let others counted them as a satire ,
But the real Lovers Keep them on Hire.

Books are our need ,
to generate a new knowledge seed ,
Books are our supplement ,
to attain new compliment.

Books convert a layman ,
into a good human ,
Books throws a new light ,
for future foresight.

Some books contain theories ,
and some are for children stories ,
Some are based on common sense ,
while some creates a shining lens.

Everyone of any age ,
Go on studying in a fit of rage ,
As books take away their anger ,
and increase their appetite hunger.

Books based on peace ,
are generally used for preach ,
Therefore books create new thoughts ,
as every thought brings a lot.

Educational books are wonders ,
as they emerge thunder ,
Many new scientists throws new light ,
so that the coming generation makes their future bright.

Books gives us a new hope ,
therefore We learn to climb on a success rope ,
Books fresh our mind ,
and make us more kind.

Books are our soul ,
and plays a new role ,
Books based on Luck ,
Prevents our mind from saturation suck.

Books attain new achievements ,
as they work for mental treatments ,
Books define crimes ,
act as a best pathway to learn new rhyme.

Drawing books impart us an energetic sense ,
as a perfect hand and eye coordination relives us from mental tense ,
Books meant for art and craft ,
save human to become a dwarf.

Cookery books make us a perfect chef ,
and we become habitual to measure the depth ,
Books based on History ,
always remains us in a mystery.

Every country has its own culture ,
and these books describe their future ,
Books are the joyful ride ,
through which We enjoy our Life with a lovely Guide.

Books are our Cultural Heritage ,
So We have to preserve them for a longer age ,
Books are those beautiful monuments ,
through which every age attain happiness.

Nature Speaks

This English poem highlights the importance of “Nature” in which Human being and nature both plays their role in giving and taking process . Many times Human being associate with nature in pursuing its day to day task and motivate Himself with its beauty , so one can say that Nature too speaks but the only difference is that We Human shouts but it speaks with sentiments.

Poem on Nature 

Nature speaks ………
with the hidden peak ,
when long-long trees ,
shows its blossom leaves .

The blooming flowers ,
with many colours ,
adds the beauty ,
in the heart of Nature Lovers.

Chirping of birds ,
in the morning hours ,
make feel freshness to those ,
who are dedicated worshippers.

The moon , the sun , the stars fun ,
create happiness for those who run ,
They tried to chase them with feet ,
and fell down when came to know their defeat.

The crawling insects on the mud ,
inspired a dedication to float on flood ,
Thousands of them died under our feet ,
but still thousands live on prickly heat.

Hide and seek of squirrels on trees ,
motivate us to Live with please ,
as life is nothing but a game of play ,
where we learn new things on each day.

A floating river near the lake ,
tells us that we all are flakes ,
Those who float near the river aside ,
will surely reach to its destination with pride.

The sand , the stones , the rocky hills ,
are the obstacles that we swallowed in form of pills ,
First they all gave us burns ,
but after crossing they make new turns.

The humming bees , the beetle bugs ,
all create nuisance in empty mugs ,
sometimes we tried to follow their routine ,
but very soon left it as a short fun dream.

The hilly mountains , the highest peaks ,
lead us towards hardworking zeals ,
All that moment every person denies ,
that the human life contain smooth tries.

Cloudy weather and heavy rain ,
brings luck and fortune in our daily grain ,
The more and more our crops increase ,
the less and less our sorrow decrease .

Birds , animals , fishes and other living beings ,
plays a good role in ecological green ,
Human is also a part of this circle ,
as one life is enough to create a miracle .

In fact Human Life and nature ,
goes parallel in each situation ,
The only difference between both of them is ,
that Human shouts but nature speaks with sentiments.

Searching A New Groom For My Country

This English Poem highlights the World Major problem of “Peace” and as the poetess is fed up from the war ,so she is trying to get a new “Groom” for its country ,assuming Her as a Bride and for this She is publishing her matrimonial Ad on World”s matrimonial Site.

English Poem – Searching A New Groom For My Country

I sat in my room ,

was searching my country”s new groom ,

for her future”s fate ,

so that it wouldn’t be too late.

As She is raping continuously ,

by her neighboring country ,

from its arms and ammunition ,

As they both had a big gap of communication.

Many of Her ornaments plunder ,

by some bloody Hunter ,

As He is in a mood to show His power ,

so as to get the new heights of tower.

But my Bride also raised an alarm ,

to protect herself from any harm ,

and so in a reply ,

She is too losing Her charm.

Its a fight between two mutual agreements ,

as once they segregated themselves for a peace ,

but very soon this peace ,

is converted into a hatred grease.

Wars are now becoming common between them ,

on some small petty issues ,

under which a wanton destruction took place ,

and losing its tissues.

So perhaps my country”s Groom ,

will soon be disappear ,

and to get a new one ,

she must adorn herself to reappear.

Her present Groom is standing right now ,

to prove His manliness ,

and in turn of His reply ,

she too is losing Her happiness .

These cold wars will definitely turns once ,

into a great fight ,

where thousands of innocent souls ,

will try to save themselves from this Human bite.

And at last they will get only regret ,

of what they have done ,

as wars are never fought ,

just for Fun.

And at that time ,

my poor bride “India” will widow ,

so I am searching a new “Groom” ,

so that Her fragrance remains flow.

But still I am not sure ,

that Her new “Groom” will bother for Her protection ,

as every other country now a days ,

losing its “Peace” as a major attraction.

Do remember , that only “Peace” makes us Human ,

otherwise we too are like animal souls ,

where fights for petty issues ,

plays an important role .

I am searching a new “Groom” for my poor Bride ,

if the existing one will destroy ,

due to its stubborn behavior ,

and will left Her as a sex toy.

So here I am publishing an advertisement ,

on World”s matrimonial site ,

where only those “Grooms” are invited ,

whom have the guts to manage Her Bride.

HAPPY WORLD’S PEACE DAY!!!

A New Night

She remembered the last painful days of her mother when she was dying with breast cancer and the doctor advised her to get the precautions too, as it was a genetically transferred disease.

Short Story Breast Cancer Survivor – A New Night

What……..If……..If……….If……He……What……..If……..He will not accept me now. If He will abondon me……..again a tear slipped from Her beautiful big, black eyes. From the last six months Raagini went under the treatment and at last she lost the game. Everytime Aman made his assurance of Love,care,tender but that all was in front of others.But today as she came back from the hospital so it seemed to be a first night for her and as on that first night her whole life depend so she was upset about it.

As it was 10 p.m, She switched off the light…….a complete darkness surrounded her from everywhere. With a heavy heart She started waiting for Aman to come. She hadn’t such courage to face Him so  that day wait was a burden for her. Lying on the bed, she again went into the deep thoughts. Two years back…….when she was returning from Her normal office routine , Aman offered a seat to Her in Delhi Metro train. She refused the same as she didn’t want to stand others for her. But suddenly a huge push from behind forced Her to fall on Aman. Aman felt nervous as in order to save Himself, His hands were stuck on the busts of Raagini.  Both felt embarrassed ……Aman felt sorry and got up immediately and forced Her to sit. Raagini had no other option left so she sat down quitely without saying a single word to Him. On reaching home ,Raagini found a unique change in Herself. Again and again she recalls that scene…..that touch……that feel……which made her aroused and she spent her whole night with open eyes as perhaps that was the first touch which made her feel to be an adult …….adult for someone.

The very next day Aman and Raagini met again…..perhaps that was a deliberate wait for both of them. And from then there was a routine of both to wait…..to stare….to travel without talking with each other but still with each other. Everytime Aman was on the seat and Raagini was standing in front of Him holding the supports with her hand. Everytime Aman’s eyes were closed but His heartbeats were telling that they beat there for Raagini. Raagini thought herself,”How innocent He is? He never turned up His eyes to see my beauty may be He too nervous with my that day touch”.

And Aman thought,”Her busts were marvellous……may be some day that huge push again made her a victim.” Obviously Aman was too crazy for her and was waiting for some right day to cash upon.

And the right day came………it was the day of Valentine’s when Aman brought a beautiful card for Her. Raagini took the same as She too wanted to get a step ahead. But she was shocked to read the lines which Aman wrote for Her,” Dear ……..You are my first Love, actually I don’t know what is basically the Love is…..but for me my Love is only your busts.You have a lovely busts and I never slept peacefully the day I touched the same.Hope so you are getting me.” After reading the same Raagini laughed loudly. She came near to him and asked,”Is this the way to propose someone? ” Aman got nervous and apologized .Raagini agreed and replied,” You are as pure as your thoughts. I accepted your Love ” And from that day they both became good friends who shared and cared for each other.

But as every relationship has an end so very soon Aman and Raagini too tied to each other in a marriage knot. That day was the first auspicious day of Raagini’s life as she got a nice husband and colleague. Thinking the same…….she turned up the bed with a smile. That was the first smile which she took in the last six months. Suddenly Her hands again started searching and she cried, “Where my lovely cups have gone?” How Aman will manage the rest of our life ?”

Again her heart filled with sorrow and pain. She looked towards the door. A beam of light was coming from the kitchen. Aman was winding up the household work there. From the last some months He was playing a double role i.e. apart from his office work He was perfectly doing the kitchen task too. Raagini felt pity for Herself and thought,” How can a man live without an incomplete sex ?”

She knew about a man’s fantasy. Though beauty was the one trait and sincerity was another but after marriage sex also played an important role in one’s life. She never thought that she would become so horrible just after one year of her marriage.

She remembered the last painful days of her mother when she was dying with breast cancer and the doctor advised her to get the precautions too, as it was a genetically transferred disease but she never expected that she would become an early victim of the same. And when she detected the same then that was a very late step to be diagnosed and at last she had no other option left behind to get removed her breasts . She was now a women with no allures………no charms……..then how Aman will accept a body of flesh for his whole life?

A creaking of door sound made Raagini totally averted from some dilemma situation. Aman came in the room .As he tried to turn On the light ,Raagini hold his hand tightly. Aman realized the desires of a wife which she was expected to demand. He too wanted her company as in those six months he felt that how much incomplete a man and a woman was when they were apart from each other. He sat on the bed and quickly hugged Raagini . A new type of Love was emerging from the two souls. Raagini forgot all the pains that she suffered and hide herself into his big arms. The Heats were exchanged from their bodies in the same flow which it flowed six months before and proved that Love was not the slave of any mishappening. For a moment they both forgot the pain they suffered and lost in each other.

But as the Aman tried to move further and started to undress her, she insanely shouted,” No……Go away! There is nothing left inside now for you to squeeze,to play, and for fun. I am a cursed woman who born to be a fairy, but ended to be a wicked. Let me live in the darkness of the life. I am not meant for your pure Love.” Saying so she again sobbed hysterically.

Aman  stood stunned by the remarks of her wife. He never expected that Raagini became so coward by the ill fates and took it so seriously. Although that was not of her fault as no one can be the perfect one during his whole life span, but the way she was thinking ,was enough to judge that Raagini’s mental state was very critical at that particular time and He was the only one who had to overcome her from such a critical position. Aman removed his hand and turned the lights On. As the lights flashed on Raagini’s face ,her terrifying face highlighted the clear scene of her mental agony. Raagini had to face the lights from which she was trying to  hide from the whole day. Infact one must have to face the brighter part of the life instead of hiding himself behind the darkest curtains. Her hands were fixed on her breasts and Her eyes was closed with fear. Aman knew that there was nothing there left which one can describe as a beauty, but still every perfect beauty was lying in her so called Heart.

Aman hold her face and looked into her beautiful eyes. She was trying to avert from this eye contact but as Aman forced her to look ,she opened her wide eyes where thousands of tears were floating and ready to come. Now it was Aman’s turn to speak. He started to say,” Look…..Look Raagini,Just look into my eyes. I am your husband and not someone else . I am the equal sufferer from the pain you were going through. You are hiding your pain from me, but just tell me how long it will work? ”

Raagini replied,” But you are fond of my breasts. How You will accept me without my beauty. Breasts are the beautiful part of a woman’s body. Every second man fantasizes for it. Now I become a plain……..in other words, one can say that I am going to be spending the rest of my life like a eunuch.”

Aman answered,” Yes, it’s true that I was fond of your breasts, but that was the demand of time and now this is too a time demand that I need you more than your breasts.Don’t you know that time heals and changes a person’s mental state as he learns a lot of new lessons with new experiences. So I am accepting you as you are because this time you are not my fiancee, this time you are my beloved wife with whom I swore to be live for whole life in front of the holy fire. Now tell me Raagini, What you did if I would be in place of You? What ……..if I was the victim of a prostate cancer?”

Raagini regained her senses and immediately put her trembling hand on Aman’s mouth. Only a thought of such dreadful disease shook her completely. She felt sorry for her behaviour.Tears were rolling on her cheeks. She was realizing her mistake.She pulled Aman on bed………..perhaps that was the perfect time of their soul mating. That was the night where every shower was blessing on them. That was the night, which they never thought to be above more than their first night as that night was celebrated in a room where pure thoughts were wandering between them in a pure divine light as nothing was left to be hidden now with each other.

A Tenth Urge

This story highlights a man's dilemma in which he tried to fulfill His beloved desires, but for this He had to pay a heavy sacrifice of His son.

Love Short Story – A Tenth Urge

This story highlights a man’s dilemma in which he tried to fulfill His beloved desires, but for this He had to pay a heavy sacrifice of His son.

She was at Her urge. From the last two years that was the tenth time when she expressed Her desire in such an extreme way. And ninth of them was refused by me and I left Her in the middle of the scene. But today I felt myself in the guilt as I too loved Her very much. I didn’t want to go like other days as I did aware of the women’s anxiety when she was excited and the man would not perform His task completely. Sometimes I did check Sonia in the same way and in return I got Her hard bumps on my back. Then why not Aakriti showed Her arrogance in front of me.I realized that she was made of wax. She simply agreed my refusal and went quietly.I don’ know that what will happen after that ,How she fulfilled Her desires but on that specific moment she made me free.

Myself,Prashant ,A CEO of a Garment company was in a crush with my personal secretary ,Aakriti from the last two years. Though that relation is not reached upto the extreme till now but  many times She expressed Herself in front of me. Aakriti was about 28 ,Her looks were marvellous and She too was a well mannered in every respective way. I was about 35 ,a married one and a father of a two year old kid ,Aarav. Sonia ,my wife ,tied up a marriage knot with me five years back. She was my college affair which later turned in my life partner. A happy married life was the motto of that scene but Aakriti made me realized that marriage was not the only end of one’s life.A man is always staying young if His Heart had a vacant seat for someone in a very special way.

As I went closer to Aakriti, Aarav’s innocent face made me realized that I shouldn’t make Him share with some step-mother. But today Aakriti seemed to be a perfect mother for Him as sonia had already issued a divorce notice to me during the last month. She was unable to bear my friendship with Aakriti though I never ditched Her but I didn’t agree to get some other Personal secretary in place of Her. Being to be lived as a stubborn she decided to go away from my life. Sometimes Egos played an effective role which was paid off later by another. As I had no other option left so I allowed Her for the same because at that time perhaps Aakriti weighed me more than the Sonia. But as Aarav was my responsibility so I was in a dilemma everytime whenever I thought about Aakriti’s urges. I wanted to become a perfect future for my son.

Aakriti’s red lipstick seduced me very badly and I didn’t want to be left Her on that day in the middle of the scene. I undressed myself and held Her in my arms. She was dangling like a fairy. Her beautiful legs from Her mini skirt made me closer and I found myself helpless at that moment to refuse Her. She too was losing Her senses and wanted to hide me in Her lap as she knew that that moment was the result of her long-long wait. Suddenly the waiter knocked the room as He knew that I was on my official leave with my secretary for business meet ups.I quickly dressed up myself and opened the door. My two year old Aarav was in His lap. Sonia had left Him at Hotel reception and from that moment Aarav was my responsibility to look up for. I took Him in my arms and closed the door. I made myself engaged to my son’s love and forgot that I was engaged in Aakriti’s Love a minute before. I thought that that time too she will manage the scene and made me free.

But nobody can guess about a Human urge if it is at its peak. At that moment Aakriti assumed that I was too ready for the scene and so Aarav was her biggest enemy which she unable to tolerate. She snatched Him from my arms and ordered the waiter to look after him at Hotel reception till the next call. But being a father I refused Her for the same and tried to convince her to manage that day only as I promised to manage my next meet with Her in a planned way. But Aakriti didn’t pay any attention towards my words as on That day she was on Her tenth urge. By hook or by crook she wanted to get my warmth. She became furious and in a fit of rage she planned something to get my company with Her. All of a sudden She pulled out the sedative spray bottle from Her bag which she usually kept to be averted from a crime scene. She hit the vapors on Aarav’s face .The sedatives were so powerful that within a second Aarav laid unconscious on the Bed. I stunned and was watching the Aakriti’s behavior with a mute spectator.

Aakriti came closer to me and hold me tightly. In an insane manner she managed to undress both of us. I was a debtor of Her nine urges and so was silent to be paid Her off. My Love, Aarav was an equal participant of his father’s loan and so tried to help me to repay the same. His innocent face turned back and Aakriti’s beautiful face with cunning urges were on my fate. I was on my move ……in every possible way I did my best.

Aakriti was lying on the bed with a face full of satisfaction. Perhaps she won but I was a loser as I had been put a question mark on Aarav’s life forever. Now I realized that sometimes promises converted into urges and that urges will make us helpless if we didn’t fulfill them. I dressed up myself ,took Aarav in my arms and about to leave the room. Suddenly she asked ,” Where, where are you going Prashant ?

I looked Her and replied ,” Will see you next time very soon.I know your nine urges are still pending. Perhaps You are waiting for it but this time i have to go. I wanted to get his “Perfect Mother” back .”

Aakriti paused and replied ,” Why go outside……I am his mother……..a perfect Mother”.

I laughed in an insane manner. Words were hesitating in that moment. With great difficulty a laming tongue spoke some twisted words ,”Your tenth urge was so drastic that I afraid now with your nine urges.that was Aarav’s fate that he came in the middle. But that tenth urge saved his life forever and ever” .

You Are Alive

I freed my face with my hands. Tears were rolling down on my cheeks. I looked towards the clock. It was 9.35 A.M. Only ten minutes had passed which took me in a deep thought.

 Undelivered Love Letter

“Sahib ,a team of some men is waiting for you in the drawing room. I refused them many times that this is not the right time to meet with you but they didn’t pay any attention towards my words. They were saying that they came for some Memsahib”s concern.” Bablu’s choked voice regained my senses.

I freed my face with my hands. Tears were rolling down on my cheeks. I looked towards the clock. It was 9.35 A.M. Only ten minutes had passed which took me in a deep thought and now I felt that I had been here for the last one year. “Ohhhh……that ten minutes flash backed my life so quickly that I forgot all the virtual world. ” I thought and tried myself to be there and accepted that she was no more.

I quickly wiped my face from the handkerchief and nodded my head gesturing that I was coming. Many questions entered into my mind and started to disturb me. “A team of Persons?”,” concerned for HER ?” ………”Who were they?” ……..Why Came at this moment?”…….What they wanted from Me ?” I quickly ran towards the Hall.There was a constant cry coming from the hall. Twenty to Thirty people had already gathered and my father was busy on His cell phone to inform the other relatives.Her corpse was lying on the floor . Neighbours too gathered to console our family members.

The final proceedings will perhaps be completed after one hour as We had to wait for the near and dear ones. A group of five persons that were came from some Hospital was sitting on the sofa set.As I entered, they quickly got up and showed me the Consent form which was signed by my wife in the presence of my Father and Miss Sunita. They had already issued a Card to her on which the registration number is printed and that Card was in my Father’s hand. They wanted to get my consent too as I was the one who had tied the marriage tie with Her.

I was shocked and snatched the card from my father’s hand. I scolded Him that Why He became the witness for such act ? Turning towards the team I shouted ,”

What this hell? Get out from Here.I don’t want to allow you for Organ Donation” Neha is mine……still mine.No one can distribute Her! No one! “. A pin-drop silence persisted and everyone’s eyes were on me. Who Made You a call ? Tell me. Who the hell did invite you here ?

Suddenly a group of fifty children appeared there. They all came from the nearby NGO which was running with Miss Sunita. Miss Sunita came in front of me and admitted that she was the one who informed them about Her wife’s demise . She was the owner of that NGO in which all the physically and mentally challenged children were kept and treated. As Neha was a social worker so also joined this NGO and a part of it but I never thought that such NGO’s also convince the human beings for this organ Donation Act so I harshly looked towards Her but as She was innocent so was facing my cheap mental thoughts in an easy way.

I shouted towards her,” I warned Neha many times still your wickedness worked. Seriously If One helps You then You people ready to snatch them.” Suddenly I lost my control and fall on the ground. Bablu ran towards me and advised to keep calm. Being a patient ,too much anger was bad for me. Miss Sunita handed over an envelope to me and sat on the floor with Her team.I opened the envelope…..There was a letter inside which was written by Neha. I started to read the same.

My Dear Sunil,

Sep 3 ,2013

I never thought that one day I had to write an undelivered letter for You. But this is all the demand of the scene as I am expecting now my demise very near. I know you very well.You are an angry man and couldn’t bear my words directly.So this is the safest way to express my wish in front of you. Please allow the doctors immediately for their work. If You really Love me ……then pay Me Homage in this way.They all came from AUMS hospital for my organs and need your consent. Miss Sunita has been just a messenger of my demise but its all because of  my wish.No one can force the other one for organ donation.But As you know I want to Live always with You so this is the only way to get closer to You after my death too.

I looked towards the team as they were expecting my affirmation .Mr. Shyam ,who was the most senior of them came towards me and asked to sign the consent paper as early as possible so that they can get the most delicate parts without any delay.I took the paper from His hand and signed.Neha’s letter has immediately changed my mentality which was overpowered on me from the last 10 minutes. Perhaps ……Her words in the letter were sprinkled with the magic water that changed my mindset too. I sat on the sofa and start reading again.

Sunil……I love you very much but for the last three years was unable to pour the same which you  deserve .You cheered me a lot. It is fate that I had to leave you in the middle of this Journey but this all is pre-decided and no one can deny for the same.

Neha was suffering from the Heart disease.She had a Heart Attack two times earlier and today was the third and the last attack which made me alone. Perhaps She judged the symptoms earlier yesterday and called Miss Sunita in the late evening on the pretext to change Her mood.I allowed for the same without judging that Her company would be the last for me .Oh…..She was a lady who was so suppressed by my anger that made Her unable to express Her last wish in front of me at the last moment too. Perhaps I made Her coward so She opted this way of Letter writing to express Her wish in this Modern world.But She was a brave lady.She never cared for her life but cared for others.She always wanted to give more and more to this society . Sometimes I passed lewd comments on Her, “Hey…..The sister of Daanveer karna……Look this is Kalyug. Here nobody cares for your nice acts.Life is a business Here”. But she didn’t pay attention towards my words and smiled.

I want to live with you ever and forever till you survive. I know you are like an innocent guy who didn’t look after yourself. Have You remembered that Card fight? That was the “Organ Donation Card” which I wanted to show you but your angers made me to hide it and I simply converted the same into a shopping mall credit card.

I remember that night when Neha was offered to show me some Card but I made her words silent after stating that I was not eager to hear her rubbish stories. Perhaps She was trying to get the permission for this noble cause as she knew that I was from the very beginning opposed to this act of organ donation after the death as I was to one of those persons who believe that the person who donate his organs in this birth will be the one who born without those particular organs in the next coming birth.But Neha always laughed on my such narrow mentality and always advised me to change it while discussions.

Sunil……Babli needs eyes and you know when she will look this world with them then that will be the most precious day of my life. Look at Rohan…….He is suffering from one kidney failure and living on dialysis. His parents can’t afford the expenses now so left all decisions upto GOD. Rinky’s burnt skin is unable to tie her future in some marriage bond. Perhaps my skin will make Her beautiful as you know that every second man needs a beautiful wife . My single life can save the eleven person’s life and you are the lucky one who can feel me in those eleven Human beings. Please think …..that why We waste all of them in a futile burning when they will be benefited to others.

I quickly turned towards the group of fifty children who came here to console me. Babli,a fifteen year old was very much attached with Neha. She was sitting in a deep shock without knowing that Her aunty has left the best gift for Her life. Rohan was too in deteriorating condition but never forget to come because of Neha’s Love. Now I thought myself to be mere coward in front of them who was demanding Her corpse too but  they all were the real Lovers who came Here without any motive . I took out a cigarette from my pocket and started to blow. Yes,I was a chain smoker…Neha always tried to stop me saying that she wanted to die as a married one.But who knows that her wish will be accepted earlier than me. Perhaps good souls always deserve the best they want. I again started coughing as the doctor advised me to stop all that stuffs due to some infection in my lungs.One of my lung was already damaged more than eighty percent and there were very less chances to recover the same. Bablu came near to me and took that cigarette from my hand . I kept quiet as at that time the Hall was fully crowded and very soon we had to carry the funeral of Neha. To relieve from that tough situation I again myself hide into the words of Neha.

Dear not only Babli and Rohan……my gift is for you too.You know  that doctor advised you earlier to replace your damaged lung  but that time you didn’t take that seriously and facing the difficulties. But now Mr. Shyam will change it and please don’t ruin my lungs. I hadn’t touched tobacco in my life . Perhaps my lung will make your will power strong and you will leave the cigarette smoking forever.

That word of Neha broke me completely and I moaned in a shrieked way. A gift for me too……..made me completely shocked. All my near and dear came closer to me to console me. Dr. Shyam was about to leave so He came near to me and ordered me to immediately come into his clinic after one hour so that my lung will me replaced with my beloved. Soon the funeral started. There was no disfigurement of the body and it was looking normal. So an open casket funeral was done. People were wrong in many perspectives on this organ donation concept but everything was normal except the great act which my wife did.

After completing the funeral proceedings , I went to Dr.Shyam’s clinic. He immediately transplant my Lung with Neha’s one. Babli, Rohan, Rinky and many others were the lucky one who got Neha’s gift and were happy of this kind act. I too was the same who got my wife’s wish completed only through this letter otherwise I never allowed anyone for this act. Suddenly I remember the unfinished part of the letter which was in my pocket.I quickly took it out and start reading again.

Sunil…….I Love You very much.You are my soul and I didn’t want to separate myself with you at any cost.Whenever You feel alone,depressed,inattentive,frustrated then do follow these simple steps that make you cool .

Look into the Eyes of Babli ……..

She is the one who soothes You ,

Look at the Rohan’s smile ……..

He is the one who regains You ,

Look towards the Rinky’s beauty ……..

She is the one who adores You ,

Look into Your Heart ,

Took some fresh air inside ,

Feel the world’s magic ,

That will the magic that I am leaving For You.

Your’s Neha,

sep 2,2013

I folded the letter ……kept it near my heart pocket and took a deep sigh.The only three words which I spoken were “You Are Alive”.