Silence

     The silence between us rings louder than any bell.

We stand there staring at each other but not a single word passes our lips

The silence is so palpable you could hold it with your hands

Why this silence you may ask, is it ego or shyness, hesitation?

There is electricity in the air the attraction between the two can be felt.

Yet there is silence, neither reaches out to the other with words or even hands.

Suddenly the train begins moving and all the attraction turns to dust.

Dear Friends,
Please keep the comments rolling in. I see visitors from all over the world but for some reason they don't comment. Please leave some comments as to whether you like my blog. How are my stories and do buy my book from Amazon. This will encourage me to write further. I have views about so many things like friendship. Should one have few friends or make as many as possible. Should one share one's inner thoughts with few people or should one be an open book. I see celebrities on TV confessing their mistakes in front of millions of viewers. Does their life become difficult because of it or it remains the same and they feel lighter for having shared their problems with so many.
I like making lots of friends it makes life fun. I would love to get in touch with the readers of my blog please leave your comments and your contact information so that I can get in touch with you and in case you want to get in touch with me please contact me on laya.bajpai@gmail.com. Let this be a short post I will write more often now.

My Musings

I seem  to have stopped penning down my thoughts and just use my blog to write short stories. It is no longer my musings on life and other things. It is now my short stories about life. Well! I intend to get back to writing my musings. I was actually quite busy with office so I couldn't share my thoughts on anything. I now live in Mumbai, so life is busy. Very little time to think and share my thoughts.
My office keeps me busy so I am unable to think about other things. Though now I have connected with a number of friends from my school which was located in a small town I have very little time to socialize with them on facebook. Now I restrict myself to clicking like on my friend's posts. I attempted two poems also ( not my forte!) but I enjoyed writing them.
I will be writing more short stories and a book is in the pipeline. So lots of plans about life and this keeps me from writing also now I'm spending very little time on Linked in and reading other people's blogs, so I'm not reacting to anything. Well this is enough to start a conversation more musings later

The Shadow

As I stand there I feel a shadow walking out of me

Is it me or is it someone else in bright red lipstick?

I stare watching my shadow do her frolics

Is it me or someone else doing the antics?

Do I release myself through my shadow?

Or is it really another woman doing her show?

Thus thinking I walk on and as I’m about to hit a pole I come to my senses.

It is not my shadow, it is indeed someone else.