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sitaro ko chune aasman chal pada

maine kaha mere liye ruko zara

use dekhne mein chanda aur taron se lad pada

shayad nazorn ka dhoka ho chala

yahan se vahan aur vahan se yahaan

use dhoond dhoond kar mein thak gaya

thi woh mann mein, chuppke baithi

jis dhoondhte hue maine raat din ek kar diya

zeher aur pani ka anttar mein kar na saka

zindagi maut se door nazar aai

behak gaya mein us anjani dor mein

gaatho pe chalna chahta hu ab na jane kis ore mein

Walk Alone

“I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.”

Aise hi kuch kuch - Part 21

Relationships are hard to understand…

difficult to make..easy to break..and almost impossible to forget. 

Some memories don’t fade from memory they grow more rapidly each day..

each moment and contribute greatly to a life full of friction. 

The last good bye. Unheard.

My father probably would never feel the same after today. He lost his father and I can’t even imagine the pain of that.

I was planning to go and meet him after a cousins wedding; perhaps I will now meet only his memories. His office, the king size blue chair, too many diaries and colorful medicines (once I popped in a few coz I thought they were gems), nasal drops, specs, coins, antique lighters, some detective novels and a huge library of legal reference books.

The last time I saw him was at my wedding, almost 2 years back. I don’t even remember when did I spoke with him last. He upset me, made me cry, didn’t stand with the right when we needed him and see I punished him. I stopped talking to him, never went to meet him and tried too hard to not even remember his old wrinkled face.

And what I realized today is, I punished myself too. I can too feel the immense pain of being disconnected.

I remember how he spoiled me completely with his love. He never used to mind when I ate from his plate, and would always say in surprise, “aapke plate se dal chawal ka tatse alag kyu aata hai”. He used to get us so many presents every year for diwali and always ask me to help mom in rangoli. I was such a mess with rangoli.

I promised to visit him. But he left before that. 


Just like that.

Rest in peace. 

Love.

Aise hi kuch kuch - Part 20

A poem entangled in my chest, lines fastened on my lips and words like butterflies won’t sit still on paper.

I sit for so long with your name on this blank paper.

Your name just your name exists; could there be a better poem?

Pic Courtesy - Gettyimages

Look beyond the closed panes,beyond the alcoves

On the green trees, the branches and on the flowers

How silently it rains, ceaselessly

In the midst of all the noise, the people and so many voices

In the depth of my thoughts, at another level somewhere

I imagine you, silently.

- Gulzar 

Picture Courtesy- Corbis

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Aise hi kuch kuch - Part 19

People always fall in love with the most perfect aspects of each other’s personalities. Who wouldn't? Anybody can love the most wonderful parts of another person. But that’s not the clever trick. The really clever trick is this: Can you accept the flaws? Can you look at your partner’s faults honestly and say, ‘I can work around that. I can make something out of that.’? Because the good stuff is always going to be there, and it’s always going to be pretty and sparkly, but the crap underneath can ruin you.” 

 ~ Elizabeth Gilbert

I feel good

It is Ok to make mistakes, once my grandfather said to me. While making important decisions of life..remember it always affects all around ourself..
when I closed my eyes..I  make myself believe that I am the most special child of god..he loved me..adored me..blessed me..gifted me..with the best I am supposed to have..

All I can say is I feel Good.