Now how?

I heard those lines
Someone had read them
Some other day
In the same rhythm

I heard those words
They were the same
But had lost the touch
Lost the charm

You said you knew
I said I knew
But they were forgotten
As time flew

Searching for the source
I walk again
You think it has a reason
You still think i am sane

Forgotten in some corner
I lie on a soft bed
Comfortable but numb
Fearing to tread

The road is narrow
There is no road
Just another dead end
For my mind to bend

And you smile
And walk away
Leaving me ruffled
Choosing your way

In love no more

in love no more
no more i am
in eyes of yours
i see her charm

in love i felt
your beating heart
your smile now melts
her broken heart

in love no more
no more i am
in love i swayed
in love i danced

in love some more
i gave you chance
in love of hers
you are in trance

in love no more
no more i am
in love you are
you are too far

in love i had
your thoughts so clear
your soul now holds
her smile and cheer

in love no more
i lost my heart
my heart's still there
to find your heart...

Just a passing thought

Up and down, round and round
Up and down, round and round

That is what happens when you stop the gym and eat the sweets.

A place for you, a place for me

"Why would you say that?"
"It is unique. It has the woody feeling. It has the old world charm, quaint, but it is bubbling with the young and new. It is at the most obvious places, but you need to have an eye to find it. You can't see the sea, but you can smell the salt in the air. The crowd is close by, but you can't hear it. It is all of that and more..."

The coffee mugs looked more beautiful. The rocking chair felt like it was made for me, rocking at the perfect rhythm. What was it that i ate? it somehow does not matter. It is like a picture postcard of a secret trip: just another snap for an outsider, but to me its my adventure.

A place becoming a symbol. A place becoming us.
Especially now.

Who loses more?

On the first page of our story
The future seemed so bright
Then this thing turned out to be so evil
I don't know why i'm still surprised...

And surprised i stay
looking back at all the days
turning a blind eye
to all the things glaring at me

Next time it won't be the same
you will once again change
till the next time you hit again
and i fall for the same scheme

It's not about who is right
It's not about the way out
It's not about who hit harder
It's always a losing game of who loses more

Shifting sands

We will both forget the breeze,most of the time...
and i am happy for you
and sad for me
i could not be to you
what you were to me...

So you laugh about your life
And sip into its beauty
And you have your fears
Some questions, somewhere...

And i laugh about my life
its madness, unpredictability
And its uncertain turns
A place of no returns...

The breeze is there
i feel it
sometimes
And at other times
i let it go
It's not the breath to die for
It's not important anymore...

Snippets

And then he smiled.
Like the sun shining after a long week of cloudy, morose days.
And she smiled too.
The spirit rising from the deepest trench and invigorating every bit of her body & soul.
And they could sleep peacefully
dreaming of a tomorrow better than the today that was gone forever.

Status messages

And suddenly everything changed
those who did not believe in magic
never found it
Somewhere over the rainbow
Grace found Anthon Berg


While waiting for a new dawn
Abby and Anna thought
Is Mumbai water fattening?


Sometimes I think life is one big test
and I'm in the wrong classroom
And i stood alone, sordid,
in the act of defiance
amidst the cacophony of laughter behind me
I strayed along to the trodden path
in the midst of the colossal seas
I muscled through the turbulent seas
and the fangs of winds...
Which is an amazing fact #4


Now if you are going through hell
keep going
Don't sigh... or be Blank!
Because by and large, mothers and housewives
are the only workers
who do not have regular time off


And then they think on bb and on blackberry
"Why do you always have to work
before enjoying rewards :|
what happened to muft? :("
or
"Why should i have to work
for everything?!
It's like saying I don't deserve it!"


All hell has broken loose
but change is permanent
so constructing a story
instead of keeping an unnerving silence
they rush to Lakme fashion week
while most of us remain attached
to the need to be correct


Good that my memories
believe in the delayed release
format
So although I am off for a bit
Some peace and some understanding
could make this world such a better place to live


& the tunnel gets darker
and
You either die a hero
or live long enough to see yourself
become the villain...

A day, a life

Another day
of dialogues
of knick knacks
and some brick bats

Another day
of walking together
of holding hands
and sleeping apart

Another day
of lively cheer
of passionate hopes
and deeper fears

Another day
of mundane dryness
of creative sparks
and insane plans

Another day
of me and you
of us and them
and a million words...

No Ever After

Lifetime validity
ends
when the sim card breaks
the connection

or when the owner
does not take care
and the phone is damaged,
Lost or stolen

and with it you lose
the messages of the heart
the hours of open words
the pictures of years past

Indispensable.

Unbreakable.

Forever.

Ever after.

Lies, deceptive words

i was taught

in my idyllic world

And now i enjoy

till the expiry date

not trying to give it a shot

once the best before is past

I have learnt from

the side effects

the nausea, the immense pain

and debilitation

...it is better to be alone

than to be a lonely soul

Waiting for you...

Dil behal toh jaayega, iss khayal se,
haal mil gaya tumhara apne haal se
Raat ye qaraar ki, beqaraar hai
Tumhara intezaar hai...

Honth pe liye huye dil ki baat hum
jaagte rahenge aur, kitni raat hum
Muqtasar si baat hai, tumse pyaar hai
Tumhara intezaar hai...

Hauntingly beautiful. One of my all time favourite composition, as reminded by my Alibag partner. That wait, that never-ending, beautiful, agonizing, enticing but heart wrenching, yet the most worthwhile wait... Tumhara intezaar hai, Tum pukar lo...

Someday

Someday, somewhere
you would wake up
and i would be gone
The same silly one
who filled you up
with laughter and cheer

Someday you will glance
to your left side
and search for my face
but find no trace...
While i would hide
not to be found by any chance

Someday you would seek
the warmth, the comfort
of my hands, in yours
While it will only be yours
in my sweatshirt:
the one i forgot to take back

Someday you would realise
that i love you more
than i could ever express
which i would never confess
even behind closed doors
But i would have been lost to your eyes

Someday i would run
And let go of my emotions
Someday you would be
just another one
Someday you would not rule
and i would not be a fool

Someday i would think of me
before i think of you

Someday your smile
won't be my only prize
Someday i would love you less
And i would not be a mess
Someday i will...
Someday i shall...

Our Walk

Through the push-pull
doors,
Near the garbage,
Taking the right
when all move ahead
We complete our circle
of loo times and lunch ends
before we move to our desk

Our walk of a year and a half

With cups in our hands
and a pouch of coffee
or tea bags
Through the winding corridors
and lanes,
prying eyes turned our way
we walk and start
the vending machine's march

Our walk of some days and hours

Choosing the grassy path
with pebbles to add
we ambled to the class
or bunked and drove away far
to see the gujju land

Our walk, 2 years back

If i go to where it starts
through the roads
of memories past
through rocky lands
and sandy ones
It is always us, and its our walk...

All through the night

Her smile enchanting
and wise
was no longer charming
or nice

All through the night
She called the name
All through the night
She lived in shame

Struggling to keep
up the face
She needed some cheap,
some fake
disguise to take

"Oh, I understand
I see your point plain"
Those words are so bland
they give her much pain

All through the night
the words came back
All through the night
she felt it crack

And yet, she fakes
her smiles she wastes
on those who wouldn't care
if at all she was there...

All through the night
her heart would cry
All through the night
her sobs won't dry

Before the sun would rise
She would bring back her smile
As she would hide her sighs
And replay her guile

Enchanting and bright
Her smile would then shine
You will fall for that sight
You will not hear her whine...