This question has always baffled me. May be the Bollywood effect, you can say. But I never understood this concept. I have this strange kind of feeling for people who say that Love can only be done once or for that matter only happen once.

True love, to me, can happen, as long as you want it to happen. You can love once, twice, thrice, depending upon your will to never cease in your efforts (in no way I am advocating two-timing here). The world is full of such wonderful people that you just can’t stop after failing in love, may be once or twice. Agreed, broken relationships give pain, heartbreak and what not. But, just why one should give up? It is not easy to forget a person you loved with all your heart but that is not where the world ends.

One should not lose hope when it comes to love. A lot of credit may be given to our movies, wherein love between two individuals is shown in such a manner as, if once you are dumped by your respective partner or are separated from him/her for any reason, you just run after spoiling your life or start running away from love.  That is ridiculous to me.

Failures are just a part of life, be it in relationships or business or any other aspect of life. The best thing is to fall again and again and get up with same enthusiasm and will. Media, Television, Movies and peer pressure has a big role to play and yes, their influence can just not be avoided. Love, rejection and heartbreaks have been portrayed so big, that people have started considering it as their soul motive. These things have just been blown out of proportion. Youngsters, due to peer pressure or any other reason falls into it, when they are not prepared for rejection, because they never take this thing into consideration.

Love is a beautiful feeling, be it between anyone. Getting rejected, dumped, ditched or whatever, you may call it, is just part and parcel of the game. Once heartbroken, no matter what I write, one cannot believe he or she can fall in love again until and unless it happens. You just need to give yourself and life a chance and trust me, it’s no big deal.

Paulo Coelho rightly said, “When someone leaves, it's because someone else is about to arrive.” So don’t close all the doors around you to stop the entry of the new one. Love and keep spreading love without being depressed and most important is, never lose hope and never stop believing in yourself and the power of love.

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The loneliness of nights is hard to escape. No matter how hard I try, no matter how hard I run.
But from whom I am trying to run? Who is it I am so afraid to face?

World?  No
Society?  No

None of the so called, friends, foes and lovers
It’s the one I see in front of me in the mirror every day.

You can run from love, you can run from life;
But how you can run from yourself?

How is it to run from a person constantly chasing you in your thoughts, your mind and in your heart?
Pushing you every day, asking questions from you about what you have made of yourself and why?

In the daylight, in the presence of the Sun, these questions subside or gets unnoticed among the routine life.
But comes with Moon, a trail of fearful confrontations.
About life, love, happiness, feelings, future, past and present.

Whole of the night passes in finding answers to these questions, which for years still remains unanswered.
Emotions change from sadness to tears, from fear to anxiety;

Until the eyes are again ready to face the shining sun, passing on new hopes.

And I, like a lost and dead soldier lying hopeless in the battle field of life, half dead, half bruised,
Feels scared to catch those rays of hope.

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I loved reading poetry when in college, or you can say I developed the habit as I was a literature student. I almost gave it up after I finished college. Now after 5 years, I am again trying to build up the habit, and honestly I am enjoying it, hope I continue for long this time. 

Here are some of the poems I adored back then and reading them again was a fulfilling experience. While some were a maiden read, but gave the same feeling.

Robert Frost- 

Fire and Ice:

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.
      From what I've tasted of desire
      I hold with those who favor fire.
      But if it had to perish twice,
      I think I know enough of hate
      To say that for destruction ice
      Is also great
      And would suffice.
     The Telephone:
     When I was just as far as I could walk 
     From here today
     There was an hour
     All still
     When leaning with my head against a flower
     I heard you talk.
     Don't say I didn't for I heard you say
     You spoke from that flower on the window sill-
     Do you remember what it was you said '
     'First tell me what it was you thought you heard.'
     'Having found the flower and driven a bee away
     I leaned my head
     And holding by the stalk
     I listened and I thought I caught the word
     What was it
     Did you call me by my name 
     Or did you say
     Someone said "Come"
     I heard it as I bowed.'
     'I may have thought as much but not aloud.'
     Well so I came.”
     William Wordsworth:
     She was a phantom of delight
     When first she gleamed upon my sight;

     A lovely Apparition, sent

     To be a moment's ornament;

     Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair;

     Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair;
     But all things else about her drawn
     From May-time and the cheerful Dawn;
     A dancing Shape, an Image gay,
     To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.

     I saw her upon a nearer view,
     A Spirit, yet a Woman too!Her household motions light and free,
     And steps of virgin liberty;
     A countenance in which did meet
     Sweet records, promises as sweet;
     A Creature not too bright or good
     For human nature's daily food;
     For transient sorrows, simple wiles,
     Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears and smiles.

     And now I see with eye serene
     The very pulse of the machine;

     William Blake:
    Never seek to tell thy love 
    Love that never told can be;
    For the gentle wind does move
     Silently, invisibly.
     I told my love, I told my love,  
     I told her all my heart, 
     Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears--
     Ah, she doth depart.
     Soon as she was gone from me
     A traveller came by
     Silently, invisibly--
     O, was no deny.

     Emily Dickinson:

1)   I'm nobody! Who are you?
     Are you nobody, too?
     Then there's a pair of us -- don't tell!
     They'd banish us, you know.
     How dreary to be somebody!
     How public, like a frog
     To tell your name the livelong day
     To an admiring bog!

   2)   How happy is the little stone
     That rambles in the road alone,
     And doesn't care about careers,
     And exigencies never fears;
     Whose coat of elemental brown 
     A passing universe put on;
     And independent as the sun,
     Associates or glows alone,
     Fulfilling absolute decree 
     In casual simplicity.

     I love the Romantic poets as well as the Metaphysical poets like John Donne. A lot more poets are in my to read list. Poetry has the kind of magic in it that can leave you spellbound as well as with the thoughts that how with the use of limited words, the poet pours his mind and heart out.

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Tawang is a beautiful town in Arunachal Pradesh. Rich in vegetation and natural beauty, it is a lovely place for vacation. It is located approximately 555 kms from Guwahati. The Tawang Monastery and the handicrafts center are the main attractions. the monastery in a Tawang is a great place for spiritual awakening.  Living with the monks there can be a great experience for anyone.

After reaching Guwahati Airport, we hired a taxi for Tezpur and from there we hired a cab to begin our journey to Tawang. The view was mesmerizing.

I thoroughly enjoyed my stay there and captured some pictures including the pics of Tawang as well as the scenic beauty along the way.

                                                             Floating in Heaven

                                                    Journey from Tezpur to Tawang

                                                          On our way back to Tezpur                  

The trip was really a memorable one. North-East has always awed me with its beauty and charm. Be it Shillong, Gangtok or Darjeeling, each place has its own attraction.