Unfathomed delight

Is this just what it seems to be?
Or just another mirage, for my soul wants to loiter,
To stray; easy and free.
Against the odds, the conventions, the fears
Working is the hither struggling device
Is this not just another moment
In which my logic dies?

Not has been a moment of remorse
That I had seemed to bear in this course,
For I have looked upon everything
Just as a necessary price…
For lessons are to be learned, to be cherished, to bloom
And for that, this is a device.

© Snehal Sahay 2014




Pleasant sunshine once hit her face

But she unwillingly turned around

Clutching away the sadness she had enrolled

Since the day she was found

No one did ask her about her distress

No one did care, no one did crave

The soul never sighed, the soul never leaped

The soul only whimpered in her sleep

At times she bubbled, at times she blurred

But something mystified the aura around her

Such confused and such perplexed

Was I when I thought about her…

Once her brown beady eyes saw some rain

And then I did spot their hidden pain

But still she lied, still remained strong in fib

This made the paper touch my nib

Such was she…



Thanks for being a part of my paradox!


Seven days of using WordPress

7 comes after 6 and before 8, just like an ass comes after a horse and before a donkey. But I like 7 more than any number, because, I don’t want the weeks to last for 8 or more days, and if they last less than that, it will be stupid, because I won’t get a “weekend” at the end of it. But leave that, congratulate me, I have been the part of the WordPress family for a week now.

As a new member, I never thought, I would ever survive for a day even. There was so much of competition, and people who were so experienced of this path as well as life, more than me. And I had no experience of both, sadly. And was neither that “smart”. I was really perplexed. Should I do this or not? Will it yield anything or not? Well, I know its nothing which I m so much “fantasizing”, but if you know me, you will know what I mean.

I am used to thinking and thinking and thinking on issues until no more thought can pass thorough it. It’s just like watering and watering and watering a plant, until it is dead. Or like adding more and more and more salt to the veggies until the person who consumes, is sure to expire. X(    😀  

But my theory of life helped me, “think the worst that can happen to you, so even if things go wrong, you would rejoice that at least, it wasn’t the worst you expected….”
I know this theory is as stupid as me, but hey! It worked! I didn’t loose my patience even after having “no” views even.
 I looked through people’s profiles and their blogs, and found them to be too good to even compare! My first post got 2 reads and then for 2 days, no reads at all…poor me!
Wow! I became an ice cream, which no one wanted to consume. I found this world useless, worthless and all types of less….! 😦

But the third day, I made a chocolate cake and left it on my window, and guess what? I got 11 visitors! And a like and a follower too! Not a really great number, but you know my theory, right? I concluded that people like chocolate cakes more than ice creams… The fourth day was the best, 22 new comers exploded into my space and made themselves easy, and made me really “uneasy”. 😀

Yesterday was not that great, but no worry, I love being here now.

WordPress has made my confidence boost, like fire makes a LPG cylinder “BURST”. Or like an oven that “BAKES” a “chocolate” cake or may be like a baseball bat, which “Breaks” the head of unrecognized secretive entries in your houses! But what ever it may be, I just love it for what it has been, “a window to the bigger world”.

Thanks for being, what you are. And again, its my seventh day of using WordPress, so congrats to me. (now, here! none of you are going to do that, so let me do it myself!)  😦  


Hey lovieess!

Yes. You heard it right. Its a week. A whole full week! I know its not a very “great” or “biiiiiig” thing, but still. Small small things make a full “life”. Right?

Thanks for being there. But again, give me your feedback. Please. I m not forcing you to rate/follow/like or anything, but please comment.

Don’t you think I deserve that at least?


Snehal Sahay.