Avijeet Das

The thunder howled and the rain splashed, the leaves played with the breeze and the lightning flashed, and the tigress growled at last. She looked here and she looked there, she hadn't seen so much rain anywhere, a desire suddenly came in her heart, a mad longing that had to start, she felt deep love in the rain, looking at her cubs all over againBut two years ago she had been wounded, By cowardly men who wanted her grounded, They were afraid of her power, they wanted to capture her and to enslave her in their tower They laid traps and they waited in the trees, The jungle was full of birds and the bees, The tigress was out hunting for meat, her cubs awaiting in the cave for their treatThere was something missing in the air, the fragrance of jasmine was not there, The tigress looked up into the trees and saw the men's faces painted in grease, She challenged them looking into their eyes, And saw fear, fright , and faces full of lies! She roared with all her might, This was her land, She had all the right!The cowardly men crouching behind the trees, Fired their guns in twos and threes, The brave Tigress looked them in the eye, She was the fire and she was the sky, Indomitable force, invincible power, She was the Tigress, The Queen in her EmpireNone of the bullets could break her Spirit,Only one could graze her right leg a bit, She roared with all her heart's might, For she was the Queen for all to sight! The guns emptied and no more bullets to shoot, The cowardly men jumped from the trees and ran away in two hoots! The Tigress laughed and loudly roared,For she was the power and her Spirit soaredShe is the Tigress inside every Woman, She has the Power to defeat any Man,Love her and she would love you back,Respect her and she would respect you back,Dare to harm her and she would defeat you till the Last!

People keep asking astrologers for their destinies. Ironically, it is the people themselves who are the creators of their own destinies.

The holes in my shoes and the holes in my jeans make me whole!

The evenings are meant for deep reflection.

Sunrises and sunsets were breathtaking moments in his life. Moments of exhilaration and ecstasy. Deeply moving moments when he would dream. Dreams that splashed myriad colors on his mind's gray canvas!

We believe that beautiful people must have equally beautiful personalities. But what is amazing is how complete is this delusion!

You are going through difficult moments of life. Times when you do not understand the ways of our world or the ways of our people. Hold on to yourself in these moments. These times will change. Calm will return to your being. Hold on to yourself. Please.

Life is truly lived only when we discover other faiths, festivals, languages and cultures.

And the golden rays of your love made me warm on cold, wintry nights.

And you will keep breaking my heart a thousand times. And I will keep joining the pieces back a thousand times.

Today I bumped into you again. You seemed like that flower long forgotten in the old diary.

Maturity is when you are happy loving someone from a distance.

I don't miss the Moon, because I have you.

You made a poet fall in love with the world.

Thy dark eyes beckon me into the darkest nether world of dark galaxies and darker supernovas. Forever in darkness, I know no light! Thy darkness my dark-light!

And we will meet in the woods far far away from this hustle and bustle... and share love and sunshine.

We don't fall in love with someone. We discover love in someone!

Love is when you can understand each other's silences.