Tuesday, April 30, 2013
An excuse for Procrastination
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Loose a colleague... Gain a Friend!!!
21.02.13*walking down from cgo to jb*
When u realise that ur time with someone is limited, u start regretting everything u didn say... And start thinking of all the things u now want to say... U start remembering each and every moment spent with them and what all u'll do if u have more moments together.... And god save you if u loved them... Preparing your self for the day you part ways is next to death. All you can now think of is breathing their name day and night....
The best I have come to after this realisation is that I shall now have you for keeps.... I feel a lil better now knowing that when I do tell you what I have decided.. I will then have you and won't fear what comes ahead... And I can only hope the craze, the heart break and the promise for a stronger tomorrow that I feel today is your belief too....
You and I will be friends for life....
Monday, September 17, 2012
EVEN IN THE ERA OF TEXT MESSAGES:
Saumya Prakash: For one whole day all I want to do is sit in my room and listen to music and do random stuff while u are sitting beside me on the bean bag just like those brief minutes in the evening yesterday....
Vatsla Kamal : Don't live a life always full of plans.... Sometimes, the best moments happen on the unplanned days... and the greatest regrets happen on not achieving what was planned...!!!
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Saturday, June 30, 2012
A tune of the Past...
Just want to plunge into the waters of this feeling....
I am running down the memory lane fast...
Just a minute ago I had my eyes shut and I was rocking on this chair
And then a moment I stopped and yester days were here...
Flash back consists of that underground cafe and that smoky air...
Yes... exactly this kind of music was there....
This song inspires... this song instigates... this song arouses thoughts...
This song compels words... this song keeps the present shielded out...
It has created this temporary mirage which will not last...
That is why this is the tune from the past...
Monday, April 23, 2012
Arz 2
Aankhon mein khwaab hain naye... Kuch puraane jo humne saath the dekhe... Aao kuch pal aur saath bitaayein.. Dekhein yeh naye khwaab kya rang laayein
Kuch unginat kahaaniyaan hain tumhari... kuch unkahin.. kuch unsuni... Main hun yahaan ki jaan sakun tumhara har pahlu, tum shuru karo sunani..
Iss baat ki fiqr na ho ki sochne wala kya sochega.. Tum kaho dil ki har baat bedhadak... Mazaa to kaafiye ka tab hai.... Jab labzon ke teer chale bejhijak...
Arz kiya hai....
Baithun paed ki sabsi unchi tehni pe... Jhulun uss tehni pe hawa ke sang... Niklu bina tay kare kahaan, ek lambi saer pe... Daalun iss zindagi mein naye kuch rang...
Na koi rok, aur na kisi ki tok... Bas mann chahi baatein, aur mann chahe log... Sapno se pare ek lambi neend... Bas itni si hai ummeed...
Aankhon mein bhari shararat... Dil ko gudgudati hassi... Chehre pe liye halki si ek muskaan... Bas Yun hi hun main aaj liye kuch armaan...
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
THE HEART HAS REASONS THAT REASON DOES NOT UNDERSTAND
The mind thinks plenty although barely anything one could gain.
So I guess that’s why they’re called matters of the heart and not mind….
Heart… one of the simplest things you will ever find…
Its simple.. not complicated.. not full of trickery or deception
It simply says I do or I don’t…. without confusion…
Today my mind is creating impediments for my heart to beat…
But somehow the heart plays hide and seek
And before you can realise… it gets its way …
And You only experience subtle hints of glee and glow all day…
For there are these little little things… so dear… so naïve… That it makes you do…
After ages today I feel the way I do…
Its honest… independent and still a little meak…
But with aspirations… hopes… and dreams to exceed…
The heart has half a mind to weep and sob….
Hard to understand why my heart would throb….
Mann to hai ki tumhe jeb mein rakh ke ghumun…
Par darr hai ki it will smother you…
Tumhare nikalte hi mann karta hai tumhe wapis bula lun…
Par bahaane kahaan… bas dhoondti hi rehti hun….
If you could JUST ONCE read my eyes….
They speak oodles… I sure don’t have the voice or the words which are wise..
I am just like any other girl I realise...
Justifying to myself why I let go of all things wise...
I might not have ten things to prove this bubbly notion...
Just two are enough to keep my mind at play and in commotion...
But how easily befooled are we
That the invisible we start to see...
That the unsaid we start to hear...
And that the unreal we begin to fear...
Yet my dear heart has heart indeed...
It finds another excuse, be there or not a need...
There isn’t much logic you or I can rightly demand...
For the heart has reasons... that reason does not understand....
Thursday, September 29, 2011
FLEETING THOUGHTS
20.07.2011
01.00 AM
Even as I note down the date and the time I realize that time is passing by…
And I just keep waiting for a clear blue sky.
Even re-reading a note written to me months ago leaves me stirred, reminding me people care and they hurt for me.
We all have various ways of showing affection,
- By writing letters or by breaking connections.
Yes. I see it all, I understand it well.
There are stories running in my head I wish I could tell…
I see myself constantly fighting and debating with myself…
To take out time from all that to dialogue with others is yet far…
There were days when thoughts flowed from my mind into words which were connected to each other and they made heart filling sense…
More so, those thoughts were happy… they were inspired and they believed in the promise of a tomorrow just as I desired…
But it doesn’t seem so now…
My thoughts have changed and so has my tomorrow…
Why I call for clear blue skies is to see those uncertain bubbly dreams again… I like to look at the night sky outside the window of the car cause I can see so many stars twinkling! They flash alternately making the sky shimmer and sparkle! Its beautiful! Maybe somewhere up there I could see a shooting star and make a noble wish although there is much to ask for…
But lets leave the plenty to fate of our deed, as it has been since ever… I bear the fruits now (with humility and perseverance) so I shall forever…
But I wish to dream more often… or just even a quiet mind that simply focuses on my breathing. How many people would appreciate having time to spend just experience themselves breathe…. Many won’t even get the sense of it all…
But when I do, I feel a sense of connectivity between two breaths.. there is a deep melody and it gets deeper as your breaths grow longer and slower… its relaxing…
I saw Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara yesterday.
- soulful.
There were moments when Farhan Akhtar was narrating certain verses. In those moments all audience in the theatre were quiet and one could feel at that moment all to be one, everyone was silently thinking of some dream they think of over and over again that takes them to a happy place in troubled times… That music was soothing, that view was calming and those words were scintillating!
Thursday, June 9, 2011
saving it...
But you don't realize, do you? That I cry and bleed
with every desperate moment I pass without your much desired heed...
Nobody needs anyone to cope with hard times
but you approach the dearest friend to make good times...
I feel stranded and deserted even in a crowd,
its just crowd for I always am seeking whom I make proud...
But its so sad that I have to look around....
Why should I when so long ago you I found,
but you are not here anymore!
And that keeps me confused and sore...
Do I wait and keep my life on standstill,
cos I wish to keep you my priority as long as and untill,
I collapse and all expectations are shattered...
I try hard... I do,
to hold on to you...
but to grab hold of you every time I want you around is exhausting...
Sometime show me your heart, sometime show me you're more eager than willing...
I know its not who you are,
but this isn't who you earlier were...
I want you at times, I need you at times, sometimes all I need you to do is pick up the damn phone, and I really don't want to be tortured while I await you to call next...
You are a fantastic friend and a heart of gold, I wish I had you more to have and to hold...
I am afraid to tell you how much I love you, cos I know I would be misunderstood...



