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Intangible Dosti

 Google can give you the details and information about everything, i thought lets try then. And i keyed in  the word 'dost' which translates to 'Friend in English' ' Amico in Italiano' 'Amigo is Spanish and Portuguese ' and simply 'Ami in French'. It gave me millions and millions of results with tons of websites. Some said 'Dosti SMS' .. Some said 'Dosti Shayari' , there were Dating and dosti websites too in addition to a lot more funny crap which was enough to tickle me :P   I thought forget Google  lets try Wikipedia . Again i typed friendship and man, my jaw dropped looking at the results.There were some friendship theories, friendship history and bla bla and bla and much more crap. I thought, What the Fuck man! the whole internet these days is based on these two websites which internet   gave me such crap stuff. What's this friendship anyway? Is this friendship, really based on all...

unsulji paheli

Baitha tha ek din yuhi tanha akela ,naap raha tha aasma ki unchaiyo ko Dekh raha tha tanha aasman, usme jhoomte badalo ko aur badalo mein dupki lagate un parindo ko ek baat yuhi zehan mein ayi ki kyu yeh parinde humesha aasaman mein udte aur gungunate rehte hai kyu yeh badal humesha lehrate rehte hai kabi garajte toh kabi baraste hai aur kabi doop k aanchal mein chip se jaate hai. yeh suraj b toh nahi thakta kabi apni kirne bikherte bikherte yeh paani b to kabi nahi chodta behna. kyu chand ko aane mein kabi deri nahi hoti suraj b toh kabi dalne mein deri nahi karta roz roz ek hi cheez karte, kya yeh sab kabi thakte nahi insaani basha mein kahe toh Kya yeh kabi BORE nahi hote konsi prerna milti hai in sab ko ki apna kaam humesha itni shiddat se mazze lete hue karte hai ki yeh sab kabi thakte nahi , inhe toh itbaar ki chchuti ki b zaroorat nahi padti kabi apne kaam ko lekar kisi se ladte nahi. aur aisa kya antar hai inme aur insaano mein ki insaaan apne kaaam se hi th...

Truncated childhood...

And i found a book in my store room lying in heap of books.Actually, It would be wrong to call it a book, it was an album, covered in dust and i thought it had disappeared.I brushed off the dust with with my fingers and discovered some familiar words written in bold letters  "Truncated Childhood" i read it aloud and a voice echoed in that empty room.A Lorry full of memories accelerated through my mind as the voice echoed and a spark appeared in the eyes like i was a new born baby and was going to see my mom for the first time.i turned over the cover page and opened it . The first page said "I'll love you even if I'm not here".Reading those words, my eyes got wet but then, i controlled myself and flipped the page and moved to the next one.The album started with a photograph of a new born baby.Obviously,It was me.It was my album afterall and believe me, when you are just 2 hours of age ,you realy look yuk.Atleast i was looking yuk, thats what i think. But, ...

Effects Of You...

Sometimes i feel like my head is an egg and you are its yolk that you always keep on rolling inside it, that, At the nights, in my dream i see you and then, i wake up with a thought of you running in mind and thats the way my day starts everyday. Before meeting you, I anticipate about the scene in which i'm with you and i practice the things in front of mirror the way 'i will tell you' . But, the moment you come in front of my eyes, My body goes Numb and i feel so Dumb that i can't utter a word.  Words,I have so many to say. Still, I feel afraid that they might fall short and they might end and in that hullabaloo occuring inside me, I can't even say. My hearts skips a beat when ever i think of you and If we talk about feelings, they are always new, When i'm in front of you. You came and went but these feeling never did the same and everytime i meet you , they are different in a way but they always make me lame. Fears of losing you always keep on...

My comrade

If I look up now for the rainbow i saw as a boy, There are no longer the seven colors only a mist and fog, As time passes by, and the world around me changes, No matter where i search for you,you're nowhere to be found,  So i close my eyes, and open my heart... I need to know, if i gaze up again, Will things be different this time? Maybe if i was more honest, the fog would fade away, So i pray, screaming that wish deep within my soul. They say when you lose one thing, you gain another, don't you? But still, no matter the waves of pain hit me I will keep looking for you! My dream!My friend!My Light!

A part of me

I didn't know what went wrong, what made her walk away? I tried to figure out, but nothing she would say For my questions pestered her, my tears made her embarrassed I never wanted to be a priority, but a little love was all i expected I still kept giving, giving in day and out But all went in vain, when all she beheld were doubts doubts of an uncertain tomorrow,as she told me, i have to go My dreams, my wishes, my love were shattered in a single blow I stood by the balcony, looking into the thin air I clung onto her picture,  crying silently so that no one sees All i begged my fate, was a sight of hers Occupied with things important , she had moved on well in life It was never tough for her, for i was another man by her side She thought i must be over her by then, least was she aware that i died each day I moved out, i had forgotten how it felt being loved I seek a place to pour my heart out, i looked below and above When saw no place to confine,...

'Life' that i dreamt for us...