Saturday, July 30, 2016

Calling out your name loud

Your nick name is echoing in my head always.
It has become difficult for me not to call it out loud.
When in bed I roll restlessly.
When nobody is around, I call it quiet.
But its not helping me.
When at work, I'm afraid that I might scream.

Probably, I'll go to a mountain top,
And call it out loud till I feel a little better.

Just to feel better;
Not to make me understand I can never call you that again.

Monday, May 9, 2016

Perfect me

When I am yours and you are mine;
What is wrong saying anything bw us?

When we are ready to forget all the past;
why you kept a heap of things to resolve bw us?

When we both have dreams and we fight to fulfill them(I think you do),
How could you hold me back and make me answer the things I've no idea how to answer.

And you, keep analyzing the sentences. Check all the meanings of the words I say.
Sit, think and derive the things one can never think of.

Let me tell you dear,

This is the perfect me. With all the flaws you have seen. If you found me better anytime;
That's pure luck.

Or if you thought I was better,
That was pure mistake.

But I promise, I will keep trying.

Sunday, May 8, 2016


You know we should go to Goa.
Do they allow on beach at the night nowadays?
Yes. They do.
Great. Then we should go at night. Lie down on the beach and drink beer. Not too much but not too less. Until we float. And we should look at the stars and talk nonsense.
Awesome. We will do it.
Then we should go to that hill. That hill in the movie Rang de basanti. We should go there early in the morning. Sit on those rocks staring at the horizon drink Tropicana and eat roasted peanuts.
Wow. Now you making me long for the trip. 

Well that's the plan. Fingers crossed.

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Disturb.. Disturb

I haven't read anything recently. This thought was disturbing in mind that "What are you doing?  You haven't read anything for a while!"

Then I decided to buy a book. Like any Sunday the lonely me decided to watch a movie in theater. I chose "The Intern" and went three hours before the movie to the theater thinking that will go to the Landmark and check some books.

Before that I randomly checked some sites about good books and noted down this book by Murakami.

It was all planned by someone. I went there and this boy in the Landmark was waiting for me. I said the book's name and he searched in the portal. It wasn't there. But he was sure the book was there and we went to search and within a minute he is back with the book! Wow!

It was costly but I bought it and went to PVR and picked up my ticket from the kiosk. I sat on the staircase and started reading it.

2pages.. 5pages.. 10pages.. 20pages.. 30pages...  Movie time!

I ran to the theater entrance and they asked me to wait for 20minutes outside.

As there were no chairs, I stand there, leaning to the wall and resumed reading. As I liked the book, I was not aware of what is happening around me. Then this happened!

A ~20y'old lady came and tapped on the book twice and said "Disturb.. Disturb" and walked away smiling.

I was like! I always expected this. I always expected something from the strangers. I always wished if someone put color on me on Holi. And I always knew someone will do this, when I am reading.

The sad thing is that, I just smiled back and resumed reading! What the heck! I dont even remember her face! WHY?!

For the girl who tapped on my book;

Sunday, October 18, 2015

Your absence

Your absence creates a void in my life,
I sit and worry about you.
The things that could happen to you fear me.

Suddenly there is a strong feeling,
to have you in my arms right now, right here,
Holding you to my chest and kissing you on your forehead.

But the silence makes it worse.
I'm afraid of the void becoming permanent,
And us forgotten in that void.

Stay close to me.
Where I can see you and hear you.

Saturday, July 4, 2015

Be Brave

Do you remember the time when you discovered fear?

Do you remember when did you face it for the first time

Even though you knew you were doing the right thing?

When did you surrender your life because of fears?

Do you often beat it and march towards the glory?

And when did you find fear in loving someone or something!

When can we all overcome our fear and hug the love of our life?

Be brave and stick to your heart?

Be patient and let time make the path?

Be courageous and prepare to face the worse?

Be happy that tomorrow will be ours.

Tuesday, February 3, 2015


I sat, on the same bed we used to sit.
After a long time I looked at myself.
And I felt Pathetic.

The pain you caused was trying to escape,
through burning tobacco rolls between my lips.

Lower part of my chest was still bleeding
as you stabbed me with your sarcastic laughs.
I tried to sooth it with a cup of alcohol.

My legs still numb,
and refused to stand properly.
They have been working so hard to prepare us to run.

My eyes, they have been unwilling to see things clearly,
Some said its because I stay under the mobile towers.
Who knows, may be they don't like anything clear anymore. 

Those were little fears.
my fingers refused to write and memories refused to die,
Those were the things I was afraid of..

And someone just told.
Most of the wounds will heal by time.
But some will remain as half healed scars.

Monday, November 24, 2014

Beautiful You!

I have a beautiful image of you,
Inside my eyes.
A reflection of you, which you can see,
When you stare deep inside my eyes.

Thats the perfect you.
Anything other than that is scary
The changed hair,
tanned skin,
the dresses I feel don't suit you.

Its the feeling I get when I see the different you.
Different from my image.
The thought of you, losing your beauty,
Its horrible and I skip a heartbeat every time I see it.

Stop blaming me and keep my beautiful view alive!

Friday, August 15, 2014

The reason behind her silence : 3

The silence we feel now,
Is just the product of our past.

The hurting words I say,
Is just the remains of the hurt you made in the past.

Even though I don't mind them anymore,
The words just shows how deeply I was hurt.

And your silence will not rub it off,
But your presence can forget the wounds.

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