life or memory

This is the way you come in life and leave life.....
Empty inside....i am traveling alone places to places and meeting new people and living my time in the moment and then its in memory.
Unplanned trips just give me drift of life like life...without any prediction towards it.
I am with a purple bag pack and sleeping bag with few clothes and two books, traveling from north to south.
Some times in buses sometimes on bike sometimes walking...on the roads on in the traffic....in a local train...and on beaches.
On mountains and in the sea.
Sky my roof and water my clothes people my love and nature my soul.
Sitting at a friends place on the floor with my words which are coming from inside, the so called mind.
Moments which are gone and have become mental representation, people which passed through me and my connection have become now past moments....my words and my memories cant give a proof of there existence and there existence is imagination for me now.
Do they actually exist now in this world, where ? America, Germany or India...which is also non existential...
I just remember that I am an Indian through my memory....through my mind.
I have a cast, I have relations, I have people those who know me that I am tappu, a girl who lived in a city called Udaipur, a girl from some profession, a girl with face and skin.


My dreams are from past, my people are from past, my words are from past.....


my memory is from past....


you know me through past.......


is that reality...do I really exist for you, do you too...
do you feel me at this moment...just at this moment..............................
if you think you feel me..or someone right now......be in this moment or you will loose it too....that is imaginary.




1...2...3...memory...its gone..!

light inside !!

Experienced a burning field and adjacent a house which was an hour ago was lightning with candles and diwali diyas, kids were firing crackers and laughing and running with excitement.

A dog barking on the crackers and scared of it too. Then a lady came out with sweets and drinks.

Pooja is about to happen, lakshmi poojan for the goddess to enter your house in night, so that your house flourish with happiness and money.

They worship for an hour with the family and start celebrating diwali.

Every one wishes each other and you can see extra excitement on their faces, which is not usually there every day.

The girl wanted to go out of town for a experience in career, but relatives and parents want something else.

The man is talking on phone with his girlfriend to meet somewhere after half an hour and the wife is busy in the kitchen.

The kid is just firing crackers and laughing with the sound and noise of it.

The lady is tired of preparing food and want to take rest and wish to go outside for a walk or just to roam around with her husband, and waiting him to come back home.

Everyone is waiting……for the moment to come.

Everyone is following whatever has been followed.

And you see smiles on their faces for diwali they have made and in the next moment they are back to themselves.

Traditions, religions, followers, courage, fear………………………………………………………………