To My Darling, With Love!

Dear blog

I am having a bad time, bad nights and even worse days! Life has lost its charm for me... and it might never regain it! Amidst all my pain, I had started causing pain too... I felt like hurting others for life is hurting me... I was always afraid of the day when I would be a 'lesser me'... and I hate to admit that I AM A 'LESSER ME' these days. But there's still one darling of mine who smiled at me beautifully and for some reason, I forgot my misery... for a short moment, I wanted to live life again... The following poem is nothing but the essence of being with that angel :

When I hated trying

And eventually, not trying;

When I wanted to envy

Every ray of your light;

I heard you whistling around

Sounding incredibly stupid but adorable;

And then You cuddled me like a spring breeze

All I mustered was a scattered smile...

When I wanted to be disgraceful

And really acted like one;

When I painted my nails black

And smiled wickedly at life;

I saw you jumping besides

Showing how happy you were to be happy;

And then you offered me a share of your cake

All I managed was a plain "Yummy, Wow!"...

I was ashamed to be incomplete,

You smiled gratefully at others completing you!

I was desperate to be a bad girl,

You celebrated being a girl all through!

I preferred the dark hours of the dusk,

You arranged for disco lights to brighten it up!

I cried more when You saw my tears,

You threw a party as you shared the secret!

I told you that I have a hard life,

Knowing that it would have been harder without you!

You showed me how easy things were,

And with a smile, how easier things could be...

Fight on, Move on and hence Live on...

My Best Friend

Dear blog

I have realized that I have a best friend too whom I love and who loves me back. A Best friend who knows me completely and with whom I share a crazy telepathy. The one who listens to me when I am silent in spite of the fact that I desperately want to be heard. The one who shares and cares, who laughs and cries... The one who is simply my best friend... The one for whose sight, I peep into the class room and prompt a brisk smile... The one who has started loving the pink color too just because I fancy it... The one who deserves to read my following words first... I proudly dedicate the following poem to my best friend of life, with whom I love to share my life :

My Best Friend

After all those mornings
When I didn't have a best friend,
I finally wake up in the morning
With the thought of a best friend, whom I possess ...
I had always shooed away the concept
That there are good friends,
Then there are very good friends,
And that there is a best friend too ...
But when buying a chocolate
And munching on it all alone seemed senseless;
When having a bad day
And being upset about it all alone seemed pointless;
When having butterflies in the stomach before exam
And going through the exams of life all alone seemed impossible;
When there's always that one person
Without talking to whom I can't go to bed;
I joyfully announce to this world
That I have got a best friend too ...
When I say that I don't want to talk
And mean that I need the warmest hug in the world;
The mere presence of my best friend
Warms me and my world inside out ...
When I say that I am absolutely fine
And mean that I want to run away from my life;
The horribly stupid jokes of my best friend
Makes me not just smile but laugh out loud too ...
After all those nights
When I didn't have a best friend,
I finally close my eyes in the night
Smiling at the thought of my best friend ...

Fight on, Move on and hence Live on ...

No Goodbyes For Now !

Dear blog

A lot has happened during the days I was silent. I saw almost everything life could offer at such times. In between such turbulence, there's one thing that still remains just mine. I can still say that I own it completely. And that thing is my words! They haven't lost themselves in between these moments I lost everything else. I want to say that I have no regrets, and hence I am living it up. Following is what remains with me to share :

No Goodbyes For Now !

I'm searching shelves, I'm searching drawers;

I'm searching all the night;

Since I owe them all a final word;

So, I'm searching this world for some goodbyes ...

The dark nights and the darker life;

The teary eyes and the foggy life;

A heavy heart becoming a heavier heart;

All preventing me from finding those goodbyes ...

I clipped them all, I packed them safe;

I saved them through the times;

I always knew I would need them some day;

But surprisingly, I've run out of my goodbyes ...

I wish I could make them believe

That this isn't that final day, perhaps;

Since I've no goodbyes to offer them any;

So, how can they say bye bye ???

Sobbing under my pillow all the night;

I thought of something better to offer them, somehow;

So, I'm gonna say - "Thank You All";

And I'm just gonna walk away, for now ...

Fight on, Move on and hence Live on ...

The Secracy!

Dear blog

Thanks for everything. Though I could never confide in this place, my almost 'secret' world, but I love every bit of it. I was unknowingly reflecting about things and my pen set out on a journey yet again! With due respect to the blessings of my life, I share the following with you :

ज़िन्दगी की लिखावट के बीच
मेरी दास्ताँ भी सिमटती है;
अपने-से लगते इन पन्नो में
कुछ नमी-सी है,
मेरी कहानी के शब्दों में
कुछ कमी-सी है।

रात के अंधियारे के संग
अनकही बातों की गूँज भी ढलती है;
उन बातों में, मेरे ख्वाबों में
कुछ नमी-सी है,
तारों से मिलने की ख्वाहिशों में
कुछ कमी-सी है।

इन पलकों के पार
हजारों एहसास बसते हैं;
उन एहसासों में, मेरे इशारों में
कुछ नमी-सी है,
सपने से भरी आँखों में भी
कुछ कमी-सी है।

सब कुछ थोड़ा-सा धुन्दला तो है,
जिंदगी का रंग-रूप कुछ बदला तो है,
आँखों की नमी से
ज़िन्दगी की कमी तो नम हो जाएगी,
पर उस कमी का क्या
जो उस नमी का ही सारांश है ?

Fight on, Move on and hence Live on ...

STANDING ALONE !

Dear blog

This time I am sad. And my very own people are making me sad. For reasons dirtier than ever, 'they' have turned against me. During such testing times, when I really needed them to be just besides me, I am seeing them standing in the opposite team! I wish I could think of anything else, I wish I could just count on the blessings I have, I wish I did not get hurt, I wish nothing really happened between us ...

Anyway, the following words are nothing but my emotional outburst. I hope I stand high in these high tides ...

STANDING ALONE

Though the colors are a bit dirty now,
Life's still courageously colorful.
Friends of friends have become tricky,
I'm doubtful if 'they' ever, were friends or can ever be ???

Cruelly, 'they' inflicted the pain,
And I'm searching reasons to continue to be kind
Still confused if I'm sad about the pain
Or because healers are fewer now, at this end ...

In the childish pursuit of being good,
I misspelled impossible as I'M POSSIBLE !
Though I find the new spelling better,
But I'm accused of going wrong with those letters ...

I wish 'they' never showed that they hate,
I wish 'they' had just put it in words.
But I'll try to neither show nor tell
That I've simply stopped loving 'them' all ...

I may never rage a war against 'them',
Even if my side has been wronged upon.
I may never wish 'them' bad in life
But I've certainly stopped wishing 'them' good either ...

Fight on, Move on and hence Live on ...