"ME-YOU"..

           “ME-YOU…”               

Cuddling my hair with care,

Suddenly I went into raptures with your stare…

I ignored u, just to show…

But inside, something happened from head to toe…

I walked past you, gathering my diluted attention…

I smiled at myself, joking at my intentions…

Another day, secretly…I crossed you again…

Not that you made me insane…

But you made me smile back at me…

I would try my best to know, “If you too did see”…

A week passed and I saw u heading a show…

That day I realized, the lid of curiosity was about to blow…

So I planned to meet…

The feeling wasn’t less than jumping off feet…

So I had set up a meeting, through my saviors, my friends..

Concealing my identity, they were supposed to pretend…

You did not know, the girl was ‘me’…that’s exactly where I wished…

The whole surprise to be…

All set, dressed in velvet red..

More than the accessories, I preferred wearing a smile instead…

I glanced at the mirror, looking back at me…

And just wishing…u will see ‘your girl’ in me…

Lilies in hand…I swiftly got off the stairs…

Just then…my sight landed on the roses kept in pairs…

I saw you, through those red petals…

With my heart beat abruptly settled…

Shocked at how the scene took a turn..

We shyly smiled…as people on the way…gave us a look so stern…

Amazed at this…

I wonder at God’s plans in bliss…

True, falling for someone in the first sight is God’s sign…

But what ran over all levels of achievement is…when you said.. “you are mine…” 

UNSEAL THE CLOSET

UNSEAL THE CLOSET... 
In  a grayish state of  mind, trying to distract myself…as I try putting my things back to their places in our messed up room…I see a  crumbled piece of paper hiding itself in the corner…

Sometimes your own writings come as a surprise to you and best still when you need to learn from them the most…

“Whenever I suppressed...

  It intensified the blast”

Unseal The Closet

Bottled my thoughts …

Tried keeping them under severe knots….

Conceived that the eyes and ears should do the talking…

Even GOD stood at the closet of my heart, knocking

But I  preferred to zip my tongue

Better to keep silence in a song , everyone sung

Ran from being clicked..

Ran from being talked about...

Loved to observe…

 wished to be different from the crowd..

 Didn’t ever feel that an inch about all I said above is misfigured …

Wasn’t ever ready for ideals for my LIFE to flicker

But the four letter word had mysteries planned…

Amazed I stood in GOD’S  witness stand…

Wasn’t really easy to twist  my  bottled seal..

“Why words to express ,what I feel…??”

May be merry  and zeal…

Also suppressing  the worst I feel..

 Bottled my thoughts…

Tried keeping them under severe knots…

By now…to the cork, the bottled thoughts had touched…

Making the cork un-clutched…

I made this moment to pause…

Each moment… an encounter with my flaws..

What I saw was erratic…

The seal had weakend, the notch did break…

Oh Jesus, I felt my  life at stake…

Bottled was my mind…

What was pushing to  ooze out, was my peace…

I saw it begging at knees…

No longer could the moment be paused…

And as u read this…a moment  more has crossed..

And hence  it blew off..

Though the blast resounded..

But From within…noises went off…

If only I could, in that bottle, had made a pin hole..

If I could have sneaked a little into  my very own  soul

If the needle of the clock could be reversed…

The bottled thoughts would have skipped d the  sudden outburst…

If I would have disclosed, a part of what I genuinely feel...

May be the little untouched wounds,would have healed…

Bottled were the thoughts…

Severe were the knots…

But who suffered…??

There in HIS  COURT...god whispered to me:------

May be a felt smile, full of zeal.....

Why subdue the thoughts , “reveal…”

 Though rarely, but  do Loosen the seal..

Pour out an expression of what u feel….

Because:------

Through those mere syllables..,

the world reads u…

 For some, it means a silent blink..

 but also define this silence for few..

Cause it Brings u closer to the ones already dear…

Sometimes an expression missed …and what remains is a speechless tear…

A speechless tear…

Life does not give you second chances…either you pick it up or life picks at you…

(  Dedicated to my  three introvert friends…)

DRIFT….

Just a little silence gives solution to so many problems, pondered and discussed…

A drop of happy tear…expresses more than words could ever do…

That little orange line in the dawn, shows sun’s arrival…

The mere hope that paves to success…

A little drift about…do I really actually…makes it actually happen…

Love felt…

A smile shared…

A secret expressed…courage dared…

Just a little drift….

RHAPSODY....

RHAPSODY……

A prayer with feel…

A play with zeal….

A look not to see, but to watch…

If hiding, be it a perfect dodge….

If stalking, follow till the breath goes away…

If running, sprint till the stalker gets out of your way….

If it’s about laughter, it does matter, how horrible you looked…

If it’s about tears, let them, flow off hooked…

If it’s about not wanting something, make it next to never…

If it’s about heartfelt wanting something, make it your best mentionable endeavour….

If it’s about life and death, don’t awe from standing at the verge…

If it’s about standing on the waves, don’t be scared of a surge…

If it’s about faith…let it not be blind…

And once it is fostered, stop questioning it through mind…

If it’s about love, love till the last breath…

If  its about  failing…don’t give up before death….

Love even amidst of all responsibilities…

Let true love enhance your abilities…

BUT….if it’s about diplomacy,I would wish you lose on that…..

If it’s about drowning on telling the truth, I would wish, U drown in that…

If it’s about stealing to earn, I wont wish you luck…

If it’s about winning by using others, better remain struck…

because in the end…its not ‘ YOU AND THE PEOPLE’ but ‘YOU AND THE GOD’

and I don’t want you to be hedious up there…

because HE prefers…honesty and sacrifice over hypocrisy somewhere…

I wish that u stand there in all valor, in all integrity…

Let HIM look at you…in poise , not in pity…

RANDOM

may be what we had was better...less complex...more simple...more eventful,less thoughtful..
when we rarely had to think over...how to stay happy....when it was a default case...:)
things change...situations change...and so do the people...
but some thing inside strives to get back all dat has gone....
and it will keep striving for it....

ABOUT A GIRL…

ABOUT A GIRL…

Yes, we are a little more emotional, a pinch more sentimental than all you guys…

Yes we love adventure, but we do love sitting back with the family at times…

Yes, we hear to all logics, said and heard…

But we do prefer to have a say of our heart at times…

Yes, we love it when muma sat behind to make our pony tails, and we chatted about our homework…

Yes, we love it when we bade her goodbye through the window of the school bus…

We love it when papa pats our back...

Yes we love it when someone genuinely praises us for our knack…

Yes we need girls as friends because they love and retort at the right times…

Yes we need guy friends, because they keep us cheerful…

Although, we present the outlook of an independent girl…

But we do need someone to give a tight hug, when life backfires at us…

Although we hate, when someone comments at us…

But we die to hear a compliment from someone we adore…

We aren’t so complex…but we do seem complicated…

We don’t wish everyone to solve the mystery we are…

But YES…we do expect it from special few…. 

So What…

What If…

So What…

With my chin rested on my hands…

Trying to untie the thought strands….

I drop the analysis of the fleeting thoughts…

Tired in life, of merely joining the well laid dots…

I sit down to create a prose…

Rightly balancing my spectacles at nose…

With eyes rolled towards the ceiling…

Out of nowhere, emerges a feeling…

‘What if’’ I could read what goes on in people’s mind….

And the secret is if they don’t get to know my side…

Would it not skip all the crap, I talk with people uninterested …

Would it not save me from people, blindly trusted…?

Would it not save me from hurting people, when I don’t intend to…

Would it not tell me in advance that the sky’s going to be grey or blue…?

Would it not skip the countless court appeals…?

Would it not reveal the contents of the surprise meal…?

Would it not save me from intense study sessions…?

Would it not save me from irrationally logical depressions…?

Would it not bring me success without sipping falls…?

Would it not’ even in adversity’ make me stand tall…

Because I would know, what goes on in the evil brain…?

Would it not always keep me in ‘sane’…?

When people won’t say a word…and I would still read them all…

When lack of expression no longer remains a wall…

Would it not pull down my flaws…pondering a little, I thereby pause…

Reality is mine and also the dream…

Just add “what if “and reality is what the dream would seem…

So I decided to plead god to use his magic wand…

Thrilled, I stood in his witness stand…

And silencing my thrill…god spared time to reply to me…

“FUN is….

When you dance in the rain, without umbrella…

When u sip the hot coffee, and there u make a face to be laughed at…

When even after a fight, next to the same friend u sat…

When u trusted amidst of gravest doubts…

When your mind eternally said, forget the rest, follow the inner sound…

When u erased as a kid, and the page was torn…

When while setting your hair in the rear view mirror, u suddenly overhear the horn…

When u felt…fell and lost…

But something inside, wanted winning at any cost…

So u embarked again…

And passionately, again u were insane…

Do u want me to take off this fun...?

Life is like the orange lining before sun…

It merely depicts dawn…

Let the arrival of clouds be a mystery…let it remain a mystery…

Getting what u expect may be fun…

But getting what u didn’t ever expect…

Is the real fun…

Dawn is expected….

But are u wishing for rain…

Or are u scared of the unexpected pain..

Let the first drop be a mystery...let the unexpected create a history…

A WALK TO REMEMBER

A WALK TO REMEMBER

I am astonished at how landon could love jami to a limitless extent….. today i learnt  that commitment  to a relationship is not a boundation(as I thought of earlier) but a willingness in every small bit to make the other person happy…..its not about your beauty….how much income you

bring home….how ravishing or ruthless is your past….all these may be the initial starters….. ‘the initial deciding factors’ for love to happen…..but what drives the already started engine is faith…a faith that says sum special person would always be there with you in your worst times…love doesn’t see time….how early or how late…. It just happens…

what it sees is an eternal devotion of two people for one another…..a love based on just the starting  factors is hollow and foundationless…infact love is  about doing something for the sole purpose of giving  the other person ,a wonderful memory….the movie isn’t just about adolescent love but  shows the very emotions of

a  father –daughter love….the father is left with   tears while memorizing the daughter’s face when she was born…..love is away from materialism ….true love mines out honesty even from  each of us….in .true love ..there is inspiration to be good…not  about faking being good but about real good…and if you partner’s good is

ur creativity enhancer + your partner’s happiness source than nothing beats it……… friends…..i think those relationships wud survive where the two people respect each other…and not merely crave for being together for a while and then breaking off and starting afresh…

They name it variety…I name it lack

of honesty…..these people are loosers…..infact  they are unfortunate enough to  not  taste true love in the rare lifetime of a human from closed fists to open hands……

Whenever you have an infatuation for someone, do a reality check

*check 1----would you be ready to support this person in his/her worst

times by putting your comfort at stake…

*check 2----would you love that person to the same limitless extent as you do now if his/her face had  a wrinkled skin…a protruding belley…a not so charming appearance....

And the answer would vanish  your doubt…..!!!!

VALENTINE'S DAY

The path that is narrow is hard to follow..
broad vision is an outlet to ur real self…
we love our circle of ppl…dnt we?
But what abt the handicapped kids who were supposed to be like us ..or the old ppl 
whom the society ignores just because they have played their part and r worth nothing but just a corner in an old age home…

guys… love is nt just u and her…or u and him…
but an entire strata of ppl looking up to u for that love…

love …because love moves the world …

fr little kids..if not money…but just a glance full of care…
not your luxuries but time to share…
if u cant donate in lakhs…atleast their school fees…
gift them dignity wen u talk to them…
gift them a smile wen u walk thru dem…
let they be ur valentine nt just on 14th feb…
but each day…

the misery of a child is interesting to a mother,the misery of a young man is 
interesting to a young woman,and the misery of an old man is
intersting to nobody....

so just lend them a glance…
an ear to hear their stories and words to boost them up again..

and in this …….
We all r together….
U ARE NOT ALONE…
(And den the song follows)

train number 786

   train number 786

Gamm mein leen hone ki guzarish jab hui…

To jaane kaise  yeh baat mann ko aisi chui ….

Socha ke aaj yeh gustakhi bhi kar hi lein…

Khushi mein  maddhosh huin hai har pall…

Aaj gamm ki gaddhi bhi chadd hi lein…

Gamm ki gadhi se nazara bhi ajeeb tha…

Station ka naam ’dukhmayeen naseeb tha’…

Paani ki jagah bikk rha tha ansuon ka katora…

Tabhi hum dekhte hain ki train ka naam hai ‘ 786 dil kora….’

Apne aaspass baithe logon ka jab humne dil tatola…

To bade bhare mann se unmein se ekk bola…

“meri  premika ne kiya  mere dil ko choor”…

To dusri taraf baithi ladki  kehti ”nahin rha mujhme  woh noor”

Padhai se pareshan bacha apna basta dikhane lga….

Phir aaya  bhikari  jiska naa tha koi saga…

Sunkar inhe lga kuch aisa…

Ke mera dukh to hai tinke jaisa…

In dastaon se rubaru hokar sihar utha mera mann

Tabhi maine engine ko marvaya u turn…

Aur chal padhe hum khushiyon ke gagan…

Kankar iss path mein bhi kumm na the…

Par ab rahgeer kahan kumm himmati the…

To antt mein yahin sikhata hai yeh fasana…

Ke rahgeer to sabhi hain…yeh to humne bhi maana…

Lekin raah ki pehchaan karma matt bhul  jaana…

Kyunki manzil ko bus unhone  hi paaya hai..

Jo girr kar uthe hain…naa ki jinhone sir jhukaya hai…..

TO MY ANGELS…..

TO MY ANGELS…..

Sitting still I pondered over….

What made me your ultimate fan…

Was it your good or the lucky time span…

Was it our differences or being alike……

Your determination never taught you to leave the strike…..

Talking to others just can’t bring in that feel…

Without you…life seems difficult to deal…..

I am still no less in a shock that “we are friends”

And I wish the shock to continue……

realised....

Things venture in life for fun…

Hardly do they stand for any serious motives.

But human being is a machine and machine does everything in a complex way…

Rather than saying just do it once…

We ‘feed into the memory…-the number of iterations is one…’

Its hard for this little part above eyebrows to think siple…

5 is not 3+2 but 6-5+3-4+5…

Funny isnt it…

It needs some information to be processed…and then it hangs at a middle stage…that is worthless…and goes on and on into an infinite loop…

Life is fun…

Hang on to what ppl say..

Its like natural human tendency but then don’t  forget to shirk it off..once its part is over…

Just leave..

Simple…

Agreed  mind id complex but the fact to which we r unknown is that…

It does have an alternate switch….PRESS IT…J

THE TWIN THEORY OF LIFE......

THE TWIN THEORY OF

LIFE......
At times in a fight...it's a double pleasure to deceive a deceiver....
And the other moment we feel...what is the difference if the same action, is what i deliver....
If life is about aiming to the ZENNITH....
Then is satisfaction in life....'a fake myth'...
masses say--trees which bend in storm live long enough.....
And then the other mind argues....' wasn't a man against tides the most tough..???..'
catch the moment...make hay while the sun shines....to plea the gods....,
BUT then who said that courage is to win by defeating all odds.....!!!
Mind says HAPPINESS is life's crux....
but heart says pursuit of happiness can give u extra perks....
Finally after 18 years of age....
when i hav opened the thought cage....
I hav infact realised....
There are 2 perspetives to 'all talk', must be surprised.....!!!!!
One set of talks is to inspire the soul...
so as to carve us out as diamonds from coal......
The others are to attain calmness, peace of mind.....
Hence moral of the story is ...."cant live life being thoughtless and blind...."
Theory of 'our being' is drawing a line of thought....

THE TRUE TEST happens when in this fix.....we are actually caught.....!!!!!

I+I-I-A…CONFUSED.!!!!!

 I+I-I-A…CONFUSED.!!!!!

A  right know-how is INTELLIGENCE…

Oh…that in our world is no less….

Who doesn’t want their children to be born with it..

Its indeed..”MOST WANTED”….in this world, so complicatedly knit…

Just a table spoon of proud makes it ARROGANCE…

When ‘WE’ is somewhere in the corner and ‘I’ is added  immense…

When others every positive  ACT  gets doubted  by your ‘sixth sense’….

Hence what blocks more of the learning is this ARROGANCE…

Thus what gets cooked in the kitchen of thought is IGNORANCE….

And hence what stands ‘least and last’…is the innocent  INNOSENCE…”

People think its added at the end for a  better taste

WAKE UP…missing it in the beginning..is like losing in haste…

This ingredient  silently says….

“

Don’t trust blindly…

But wait before showing utter disbelief…

Say what you mean and mean what you say..

But say it on evidence of not “what is heard” but “what is seen..”

What misses in you and me…

Is the right order and priority of these 3 I’s  and 1 A.…

And Mind it.. perfect it has to be….!!!

Ofcourse we cant win completely over our thoughts…..

But may be a little awareness can help us  atleast loosen the  wrong knots…!!!!!!!

“The Last Flip.”

As I trace back time and  try to  flip through the pages of my life-book…I stop at a diary entry in the middle…it turns out to be..

“The Last Flip.”

3/7/2009

DEAR DIARY,

Despaired of love…

The fake world became my exit door…

My each forward leap was with urge and wishes “no more”…

They call me a ‘SPOILED BRAT’…

Yes I am…

With money as abundant as my anger and smile as meager as love left in me…

They call me a ‘SPOILED BRAT’…

Yes I am…

When people befriend me because of cash…

With them, my moods go off in a flash…

But, I, I stay with them…

Searching the far fetched real fun…

I had to, just because …I saw no other choice…

In front of all, I showcase a hollow poise…

Tired of doing stuff, I myself hate…

To ’drinks, smoke and drugs’…I have become bait…

Left with option…which only cowards opt…

With tears, I climbed up the floor that topped…

Hence I GIVE UP…I give up all worst in me…

By giving up the so called gift…

The gift of “life”…

I jumped off

I jumped off the edge…

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They called me a spoiled brat…

WAS I…???

Or was I misunderstood…uncared or unwanted…

May be, to my ‘self’, I wasn’t just bonded

My contemplated mind asks me-“why you allowed yourself to be   kicked around…?”

AN INSIGHT SUGGESTED “I responded to destiny’s knock more than my own wishful sound…”

Wanting to be someone…

I missed out “who I really was…”

I should have wondered a little…I should have paused…

I AGREE…the above mentioned is a loser’s story…

But still to you…it may bring in glory…

Hope you learn from my obscene demise..

Although…I did fall...but I hope  you  rise

.

Although in this telltale…the moments to accolade me are few…

But I  hope it may throw out the loser in u…

I KNOW IT WILL …

I BID ADIEU…..

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THE ‘C C’ EFFECT

  THE   ‘C C’  EFFECT

             

        Sometimes its really hard to always learn from the moral of the story, from the felt tales of grandma, the experiences of your very close friends..

The ‘ought to’ statements are sometimes too tough to handle…

Sometimes its fun to fall from the stumbling blocks paved in the way…unmindful of the people around screaming hard “be careful…put your eyes on track”

There is a different fun in the imperfection…

Not because it’s an escape from idealism but just because an imperfection performed always has long lasting  effects than imperfection heard…

Sometimes its fun in jumping in the waters unmindful of “do I know how to swim ? ”

Just a little care that the sea is shallow enough for your survival…

Many have learnt to swim from the fear of drowning…

Or u may atleast apply brains to reach the closest end..

Its anyway a ‘gain case’

What I simply mean is that sometimes maverick thoughts should be given priority…

I know, till now…the title and the content don’t go together…its now…that I would show u …how they perfectly do…

The title stands for the “CRUSH CHARM  EFFECT…

The very innovative CC effect…J

College has many things to offer…it depends on what we stretch our hands out for…

But somethings are a default case…they have to happen…what tops the default cases are our crush lists…

If  dat phrase does not go  for u…I make a correction…

‘MY  CRUSH  LIST’…

Sometimes I felt for someone’s mysterious silence…someone’s resistance…someone’s talent…

But I tell u…this is the biggest illustration of deception…

And m pretty clear about it…(but the  king of logics take a back seat when the queen of heart enters…she enthralls everyone…)

Experiences of great lovers announce that “don’t get into that unreachable sea…it has no shore…”

But as an enthusiastic traveler I jumped…and what follows are the spicy consequences…

Its like ,for their one word u have  thousand interpretations but my own experience of falling from the stumbling block says…’pick out the least disturbing’ …it really helps…

Their hand shake might bring you goose bumps…

Stay in senses…believe me it was really just a hand shake…

They look into your eyes…u feel …there must be something…but why do we eliminate the possibility that when u talk to someone…don’t u look into their eyes…??

Ofcourse u do…so why take their stare the other way…

BEWARE…before the giggles for your crush  turns out to be a one sided love…!!!

That’s all I could learn from my  drowning in the deceptive sea…and I guess I have learnt ,if not to swim, but atleast to reach the shore…

And (Top Secret--that was fun…J..)