“Some words were left unsaid Oh Layla, as you slept peacefully in my arms, and the stars kept on peeping into the room to glance at your smile!”
— Avijeet Das
“And tonight the stars again ask me your name?And I just smile, playing the guessing game!”
— Avijeet Das
“Like a splendid mosaic of myriad colors, she in all her hues of sensitivity would paint her feelings in your mind’s gray skies. She was the butterfly making you run after her. She was the Zahir, a mirage that transcended borders and time-zones.”
— Avijeet Das
“A writer creates from his mind; his creations emanate from the feelings enmeshed deep within his heart. From the fire burning within his soul, he gives shape to his thoughts. His thoughts start to breathe. Every sentence breathes with a purpose.”
— Avijeet Das
“I am no writer. Her sparkling eyes made my fingers write words in the sand, Her radiant smile made my pen write words in the air. Her beautiful soul made my typewriter type poems for eternity. I am no writer.”
— Avijeet Das
“I am no writer. Her sparkling eyes made my fingers write words in the sand. Her radiant smile made my pen write words in the air. Her beautiful soul made my typewriter type poems for eternity. I am no writer.”
— Avijeet Das
“So I became the wanderer and wandering became my destiny!”
— Avijeet Das
“You came into my life like the rain to the parched desert!”
— Avijeet Das
“I am as disillusioned with the number of likes for one’s posts on social networking sites as I am with the number of followers in one’s social network. A great number of people liking your work does not prove your mettle as a writer or as an artiste!If my work can affect even one person and make him/her think then I am satisfied as a writer.”
— Avijeet Das
“I have battled with loneliness. I have battled with insecurity and rootlessness. But I have never given up the struggle. I have never quit trying in life.”
— Avijeet Das
“A strange feeling of lonelinessAdrift near the blue canvasYou may stare long and listen deepYet not know whether sea-shore or sea-snore!”
— Avijeet Das
“Poetry is the yearning of the soul to break free!”
— Avijeet Das
“She day-dreams just as I do. She is addicted to her solitude just as I am. She loves watching the rain-drops fall slowly on to the green leaves of an old guava tree just as I do. She loves drifting in time and time travel just as I do. She loves looking at the waves dashing against the rocks just as I do.”
— Avijeet Das
“I heard the breeze whisper your name to the trees. And the flowers giggled smiling at the leaves. I and my loneliness keep talking about you.”
— Avijeet Das
“Everything is connected. We see the signs every moment. There are miracles waiting to happen!”
— Avijeet Das
“A man does not become a real man by showing his physical domination over women. A man becomes a real man by loving, respecting and protecting women.”
— Avijeet Das
“Some people are like the fragrance of flowers!”
— Avijeet Das
“Come with me to the mountains. Every rock there tells a story.”
— Avijeet Das
“A writer observes. A writer records for posterity. The moments in the transience of the labyrinth of time that would go unrecorded otherwise! A writer records for value. A writer records for sentimentalism. A writer tries in earnest to carry the emotions and sentiments that make us what we ultimately are. For what are we? Empty spaces in an atom!”
— Avijeet Das
“In the quagmire of feelings and emotions that engulf us on our drab and monotonous days and starry, resplendent nights, the ones that bring back past memories hold a special place, almost a unique pedestal, in our hearts! The distinct fragrance of nostalgia that serenades us in our minds is incomparable and is akin to a feeling of ecstasy. A feeling that hovers in our minds for a humongous period of time, one that takes us to leviathan heights in the midst of chaos and cacophony. It is as if we found a new elixir that rejuvenates us and makes us spring back into life.”
— Avijeet Das
“My favorite symphony is the silent song of the night!”
— Avijeet Das
“Because I have an ideal to live up to. And I can’t fall down in my own eyes!”
— Avijeet Das
“We finally realize this one day that our solitude is a blessing for us!”
— Avijeet Das
“Poets and writers don’t live either for money or for fame. And even without any recognition for their work they keep on writing!”
— Avijeet Das
“The tender breeze felt my loneliness. It brought me your fragrance.”
— Avijeet Das
“Moments spent alone make us realize the value of our own thoughts. Value your solitude.”
— Avijeet Das
“And I keep wandering in search of a nothingness…”
— Avijeet Das
“A little attention, a little kindness, a little thoughtfulness are worth more than all the wealth in the world.”
— Avijeet Das
“Magic : when you create something from the materials around you to astound and make the audience say “Wow.” Magic happens on mundane days. It happens when you least expect it. It brings a spark to our drab and monotonous days.”
— Avijeet Das
“The water was still. The mountains moved.”
— Avijeet Das