Thursday, December 22, 2011

Love...Destiny of Despair

Love is really a strange kind of thing. When it comes it brings so much of happiness that you feel you don’t have the heart to treasure them, when it goes it breaks every single part of your heart. Really I don’t understand why God had made this heart, if it made heart why it beats for others, why it feels for others why it loves others. Why our heart loves someone then, why it loves the heart which never beats for us. Why god has made such rules that our heart loves someone who loves someone else. Why, love is so funny and strange, even if try to understand it more and more, it will show a new face of it which we may not be aware of. Why can’t love be the reason of happiness for the whole life? Why it a just for few moments of happiness smiles laugher. Why the rest life goes with sorrow, suffering, pain, tears, dreams, hope, waiting, complaints, darkness and struggle.  Why a single face comes again and again which we want to forget? Why the each single moments seems to come before you again and again when our love is lost. Why this heart makes and breaks our cheerfulness. The presence of someone turns a blessing and absence like a curse in love. This loves comes again and again giving birth to new hope and fades away throwing you to valley of tears. This love gives life to our heart and again burn the deadly heart. We aspire we will be gifted with love care from our beloved but we are gifted with few sorrowful memories. We think to go long and long but are left alone just to travel in memories of our love. First we think to complain to our heart why it beats for our love, then we complain our eyes why it saw love in eyes of the person who never love us, then we complain god why he made the destiny of despair. But finally we could not complain anyone  but smile for the lovely days spend together and cry for why those lovely days is only for few days not for whole life. Nature should have already spoken to us who is our soul mate then our heart would not have fallen in love with someone who never understands your love.

22nd December 2011

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Life is all about experiences

Life is all about experiences. Just like no twins are same, no situations of life are same even though they look similar. You would always find a ray of hope after going through the darkness of the tunnel but when you reach that ray of light, you will find the night has come to again spread darkness to make you blind at some point of time or other. Sometimes you wait for the destiny to bring smiles for you, but finally you would find that destiny has already forgotten you . Sometimes you make yourself stronger thinking what is happening, its the grace of God and finally everything will be good, but after some point of time you would feel in that process of getting something good we have lost many things in our way. Sometimes you will feel that if one person has broken your trust does not mean every one are the same, but you would be witnessing such lost of faith, trust belief at every single day of your life. People will come your life , they will play with your innocence and go away. People will come your life and promise to remain with you but they will walk away silently. People will come your life giving lots of hopes and acceptance, but they will they they have forgotten what they have spoken . They  will come and go away silently and again come back when you are needed by them. Life has become like a business deal. Friendship has become like a deal of give and take. Any relationship are built like a business contract of short duration, benefits over relationships over. But for those who value relations, for those who have trust people get a broken heart at the end a broken life. A life where they doubt whom to believe and whom to share your heart. It is because everything seems well in beginning but at end they are lost for those who loved them for lust. Life will show you many things which you may not have expected or thought of . It is therefore can be said that EXPECTATION and REALITY are to be differentiated and kept separate. Many times people will build your expectations which we assume that he same will happen in your reality, but it never happens in real life. In real life there is no Cinderella, Little Mermaid, Barbie Dolls, Sleeping Beauty, Black Beauty, Prince Charming, it happens only in fairy tales. Life is no long HAPPY ENDING like old movies, but its like a rose plant full of thorns. 

21st December 2011

Monday, December 19, 2011

Loved and Forgeted

The candles melts and lost its existence
Falling in love with the spark
Which she forget its fire that dazzled
To burn her to death to vanish her presence

Still she loves to be lighted
And live to play with flames
She thinks its her destiny
To be loved and then forgeted

Kuch Sayari Dil ke Dard ke Naam...

Yeh pyar naam pyar nehi dard hona chahiye
Isqh men sirf ek jaan ko nehi ,
Dono ko ish takleef ka ehesash hona chahiye

Banna chahate the unka asqhik
pata nehi kyun sayar bante gaye
Khusiyon ki thi tamana,
Par hum ansun samete gaye

Kuch kaami na dekhi tuhjmen
Har kaami ko khusi se aapna di
Bash ek kaami rehe gayi  meri mohabat men
Tumhe pyar ka bayan kar di

Yeh dil kyun dushman ho jati hain
Sapne to dikhaye baharoke 
Registan ki jalan men jalati hain

19th December 2011

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Paintings tells the Tales

These are two paintings made by friend Abheepsa Mishra, I created a platform for the communication going on between the friends in first picture and between the boy and girl in the second picture. Hope you enjoy reading them.

An Afternoon with You

I will always remember that afternoon with you. We were together in the green fields. We were enjoying the cool summer climate under the shadow of trees. There were greenery all around, just like our friendship. We confessed how much we care for each other and how much our taste preferneces match with each other.  It was a day like a picnic. We had taken food and shared together. We played around the flowers and the grasses. We ran together in the search of butterflies which are so colourful like the colourful life we have in our friendship days. We sat silently that day for such long hours after being tired from plays. We were silent but it seemed as if we were talking to each other . Then suddenly we broke the silence and laughed since when we started opening our mouth it in same time by both of us. We shared our good days and our bad days. I had taken my bag with ful of chocolates and enjoyed eating them. We were so relaxed and calm with peace of mind. There was no one to disturb us, neither our studies, nor hostel nor anyone else. We watched the clouds together and gave different names to different shapes of clouds sailing in the sky. The summer climate did not bothered us and we were no more in need of umbrella becuase  we have forgotten everything as if there is no tensions in life and no worries, as if if there will be any problem you are there to be with me. I was so happy that you really care for me as i care for you. I said whenever i do not read you scold me like my mama and then you laughed. You said lets forget the studies and sing and dance together. We smiled and the chuckles were creating music in that place. I will always remember the afternoon with you.

                                                                        Just Friends

We became friends. We were together every time. Many times I felt you loved me and gradually I fallen in love with you. Your hold my hand and I felt the magic touch of love. You walked with me in rain and I felt you are one to stop the rain of my eyes.  The passage of time i was confused are we just friends. Stories are many when we talk of love. But every time we see boys and girls can never be good friends. Either of them would surely fall in love, just like I have fallen in love with you. Every time I see in your eyes the spark of love but it was not as you said. There is no future of our love you said me. Have I asked about the past or future? I just said what I feel for you at present and just wanted to know the same what you feel for me at the same time. I was so confident that you would be so happy when I would confess that i loved you, but you asked if joke was or not. If to my serious lines you thought it as joke, then how can I further say you something more? It is better to act and laugh loud to show that it was just for fun sake.  I had to hide and say it that it was just acting. Do you know how it pains when u have to act that you don’t love someone whom you love actually. It pains more when the person whom you love becomes happy when you say that you were acting rather than really loving. If you must say yes, say it with an open heart. If you must say no, say it without fear-Paul Cohelo. So there is no need of any explanation or sympathy. Just “if YES then say and if NO say nothing”. Love always hurts specially in name of “Just friends”.

19th December 2011

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Na koi dur na koi pash hai

 Na koi dur na koi pash hai
Bash ek khusi ki talash hai
Koi dur hota to hum yaad karte
Koi pash hota to hum fariyad karte

Har mausam men kyun yeh likha hota hai
Dil hai khali, ankhon men ashoon bhara hota hai
Koi raat gujarti hai din ki tanhai jaise
Koi din kho jate hain raato ki andhera jaise

Jab chand bandhe apne roshni ke dor
Hum bhagte rahe kisi andhere ke aur
Abhi chandini girti hai ish darti men
Choon lete hain unko apni parchai samjakar

Sikwa kare ya sikayat
Jab aapse hui mohabat
Milte ho kho jane ke baad hat waqt
Yeh mulakat ka kya naam de, koi sapna ya meri kismat

3rd December 2011

About Leepsa...writer by chance but write by choice

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Chandler, Arizona, India
N. M. Leepsa is a young writer, teacher researcher, painter. She was born in 1985 in Bhubaneswar, India’s eastern state of Odisha. Her parents Nabaghan Jena(Father ) and Madhabika Jena(Mother) raised her with utmost care to give her higher education and support her achieve whatever academic credentials. She did her schooling at the Children’s Centre of Integral Education, Bhubaneswar, Odisha. She attended Ramadevi Women’s College (B.Com), Utkal University (M.Com);Ravenshaw University (M.Phil) for her college studies. After this, she was inspired to pursue her PhD from Vinod Gupta School of Management, Indian Institute of Technology Kharagpur. Completing her studies, she joined as faculty of finance in LMT School of Management, Thapar University, Patiala, Punjab and then worked at School of Management, National Institute of Technology, Rourkela, Odisha. She is currently pursuing her professional courses at Grand Canyon University, USA. She can be reached at • Email:, • Facebook Page: • Blog:

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