Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Sunday, December 27, 2020

Crazy Thing Love!

This crazy thing;
No less than mind control;
I have lost functions;
Of my head;

All I Want is to;
        See you    Click you    Love You

All I want is to;
        Touch You    Kiss You    Feel You 

Things I need to do;
The responses I need to give;
My emotions are in turmoil;
Smiling away like a fool;

All I do is to;
        Go Crazy over you    Mushy Over You    Dazy over You

All I do is to;
        Do to Know You    To Woo You    To Love You

What ever it may be;
its all about you;
The ten's of things I think off;
all lead to you;

 All I want is to;
        Hold You    Cuddle You    Warm You
All I want is to;
        Fondle You    Caress You    Lift You

To be with you;
Even when not with you;
Even in your innocence;
I lose my innocence;

All I want is .....to be with Youuuuu......
    

Saturday, October 24, 2020

Come to me....

When the weather is bad;

I will come to you;

When the weather is good;

You come to me;

When I am happy;

feeling lucky;

I will share it with you;

When you are feeling blue;

tears in eyes;

seek me out;

When the weather is good;

clear blue skies;

just have fun;

When the weather is bad;

the skies are stormy;

lets share an umbrella together;

so come to me;

When the days are bright;

nights are right;

dance your way through life;

When the times are tough;

trying up your mind;

let lose some weight to my shoulders;

so come to me;

When the weather is bad;

I will come to you;

When the weather is good;

You come to me;

When there's good news from me;

you will be first to hear;

If there's bad news;

I will be there with you;

for you;

so come to me;

If there is something;

troubling you;

speak your mind;

If there is something;

holding you back;

don't hold back;

If there is something;

stopping you;

just go;

I will be there;

when you require;

I will stay;

if you desire;

I will let go;

if you aspire to fly away;

I will be still there....when you require..

When the weather is bad;

I will come to you;

When the weather is good;

You come to me...

Sunday, August 16, 2020

Its hard for me...

Its hard for me;
to forget you;
to give up;
on all those dreams;
on all the fun times;

Its hard for me;
to not miss you; 
to not see;
the smile on your face;
the warmth in your eyes;

Its hard for me;
to hate you;
to hate;
the way you look at me;
the way you make me feel;

Its hard for me;
to love you;
to love;
your trust in me;
my reliance on you;
 
Its hard for me;
to forget you;
deep in my heart;
in a desolate corner;
I will always remember......you......

 
 


Sunday, July 26, 2020

Beyond the Grave....

My Love from the grey;
beyond the grave;
long and far away;
I don't know what I miss;
but something's amiss;

The darker than dark among the Shadows;
Lurking among my half imaginations;
amusing hallucinations;
scarily reassuring;
spreading warmth from the cold corner;

My Love from the grey;
beyond the grave;
long and far away;
I don't know what I miss;
but something's amiss;

Watching over me;
The God over my lonely soul;
being my unseen company;
unaware in bliss;
ending my loneliness;

My Love from the grey;
beyond the grave;
long and far away;
I don't know what I miss;
but something's amiss;

Blood curdling screams;
the unwanted scenes;
silent killing of dreams;
worldly possessions, obsessions;
anchoring me to life;

My Love from the grey;
beyond the grave;
long and far away;
I don't know what I miss;
but something's amiss;

The allure to reach out;
the blur beyond the grey;
the creak covered in creeps;
the mist surrounding, making the grim scene;
blocking my reach;

My Love from the grey;
beyond the grave;
long and far away;
I don't know what I miss;
but something's amiss;

My Love from the grey;
beyond the grave;
long and far away;
someday;
I will live out my stay and........meet you beyond the grave...

Monday, June 1, 2020

Love

Love you love you love you I love you
there is no other thing
no reason
strength in my knees
goes away with the dimples in your cheeks
the fluttering of my heart
with the very thought of you
the pause of thoughts
with the very scent of you

Love you love you love you I love you
there is no medical thing
no reason
nothing's wrong with me
just you being the focus of my life
the hope of my life
just your being being warmth of my life
the joy in my eyes
just you being in my thoughts

Love you love you love you I love you
there is no other being
no reason
if I am not the love of your life
I will be still there for you
if not in your heart
You will be still there in mine
if not in your thoughts
you will be there in my dreams

Love you love you love you I love you
there is no other way of being
no reason
if I were a plant
I want to be a loved flower in your garden
if an animal
I want to be the pet showered with your love
if I were to exist
I want to be an existence loved by you

Love you love you love you I love you
there is no other thing
no reason
Just love you love you love you;
I love you     
 

Monday, April 27, 2020

I miss you bro...

I close my eyes
to dream.

Here;
You are here
with me;
you are not gone;

I called you
talked for hours
its not the same;
your voice;
its still lingering;
your songs;
pjs;
Its not the same;
I can not;
I could not;
dream up;
the same;
as you would have;
said it;
as you would have;
imagined it;
I am not up;
to the mark.

There is no one;
here to play the games;
we played;
its not the same;
there are no horses;
made of cushions;
there are no swords;
made of coconut leafs;
there are no bowlers;
to bat against; 
there is none to play with;
the way we played;
There is no one...
I can not dream up
the same;

The carefree;
The one whose;
Heart ruled over head;
the unyielding;
the one who
won hearts;
friends across borders;
friends across generations;
friends without seeing you once;
your legacy is unmatched;
I miss you bro.

Thursday, April 2, 2020

Bas Kuch Pal...


Abhi toh bas kuch pal hi biten hain;

Mere bas kuch kal hi biten hain;

Wo Sunehri roshni aani baki hain;

Ye raat dhalni baki hain;

Aur kaafi waqt baki hain;

Kahin duurrr wo muskurahat chooni baki hain;

Ye ek Milne ki aas baki hain;

Aur kaafi baatein baki hain;


Abhi toh bas kuch pal hi biten hain;

Mere bas kuch kal hi biten hain;

Wo talab si baki hain;

Aakhir ye ek tadap si baki hain;

mujhme kaafi teri chaaha baki hain;

kisi manjil par meri shaurat bhi baki hain;

Aakhir wo khwaish bhi baki hain;

Aur kai karwate baki hain;


Abhi toh bas kuch pal hi biten hain;

Mere bas kuch kal hi biten hain;

Abhi hasil hi kya hain;

jo ye zindagi puri ho jaye;

abhi ek saas toh baki hain;

Wo aakhri ek ladai;

abhi mujhme baki hain;

aadhuri si ek zindagi abhi baki hain;


Abhi toh bas kuch pal hi biten hain;

Mere bas kuch kal hi biten hain;

Abhi aasun na chalka;

jo ye ek zindagi puri kahelay;

kahani abhi bhi baki hain;

tera chalna manjil ki aur;

abhi baki hain;

Aakhir main tujhme abhi baki hu;


Abhi toh bas kuch pal hi biten hain;

Mere bas kuch kal hi biten hain;

haar jeet toh lagi rahegi;

duniya toh waise bhi chalti rahegi;

tum muskurana aise hi;

mere bina bhi;

mera us muskurahat ko chuna abhi baki hain;

aakhir main tujhme abhi baki hu;


Abhi toh bas kuch pal hi biten hain;

Mere bas kuch kal hi biten hain;

Wo kuch baatein abhi baki hain;

Ye raat dhalni abhi baki hain;



Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Hey Lady!

Hey lady!

One with

deep brown eyes;

dancing steps;

Will you be my Valentine?

Hey lady!

One with

cream touch;

singing lips;

Will you hold my hand?

Hey lady!

One with

flowing hair;

uncertain mind;

Will you be mine?

Hey lady!

One with

rosy cheeks;

embarrassed face;

Will you embrace me?

Hey lady!

One with

my heart;

of her own mind;

Will you marry me?

Hey lady!

One with;

my name;

smell of a fresh shower;

Will you walk along with me?

Hey lady!

One with;

me;

graceful ways;

Will you be my Valentine- forever?

Sunday, January 29, 2012

The End!

Is it end of the world?
or is it,
Just me?
That song,
the song,
that made our hearts cry,
with joy,
is being played again
There is no feeling
this time.
Was it you?
The first time,
and I joined in?
Or is it?
Just me?
This time
playing in the rain,
this time
crest fallen in the downpour
I cant hear a thing
other than
the song
what is he saying?
A gun in hand,
its pointed
at me.
Why?
Numbness.
Its not a dream,
It can’t be shaken away
He is smiling
unlike you
yours was
the one to die for
Why am I not with you?
When was last time?
I saw your face?
not this morning
not yesterday
at dinner
I was with you
but not with you
its been a long time
I have been running
running a race
is it time?
Time to lose?
Have I lost you?
have lost the time
I should have been with you
Where am I?
Is this our bed?
No, this seems harder,
rougher,
on the edge
of something
something grey
and
dry brown!
I am moving,
rolling over,
Is he kicking me?
Yes,
He is,
That grass
looks greener
on other side
other side of street
We picnicked once there
It was so much fun
It is,
When did it all start?
When did it all went wrong?
When did I make a false move?
I had not planned to be here
We had not dreamed this
Is it the end
Can’t I go back
He is pointing the gun
again
at me,
my eye
Fire!
Aaaaaaahhhhh
Here you are,
besides me,
I am all wet,
Was it?
Just a dream?
Then,
Why is there a bullet in my hand?

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Perceptitude!


Raj was getting bored, rather was missing his girl friend, still in stage when he would miss her all the time, when she was not there. It was still early in love.

Out of nothing else could be done unless he hears her sweet voice, he calls her.

Triiiiiinnnnngggg Triiiiinnnnnnnggggg…….

She did not pick the 1st call up and Raj was just able to sit in his bed and hear all the 13 rings ring in vain.
Raj: “Why is she not picking up the damn phone?”

With greater resolve to get through this time, he calls her up again.

Triiiiiinnnnngggg Triiiiinnnnnnnggggg…….

Again 12 rings go by, and as the time nears for the 13th and the last ring, a drop of sweat dribbles down Raj’s forehead, he contemplates on giving up, and then with new found determination from depths of his love, for her, he wills the phone to be picked up.

And……..she picks up the phone, and …….keeps the receiver down on the side.

Raj is devastated.

Raj: “Helloo! Hellow!!!”

No answer.

Raj: “Helloo!!!”

Click…….phone goes to engage tone.

Raj: “She, my beloved Ritu; does not want to speak with me any more, she does not want to be with me any more, she is breaking up! She is dumping me! Why! Why does this happens only with me? Only me!”

No, she is not that kind of girl, Ritu is not like Ritika, she is not the kind of girl who would leave me. Is she? One more time….I will try calling her 1 more time.

Engage tone.

Raj is devastated, storms out of the room and as is not able to think clearly, as always turns to his best friend to drown out all sorrow. He makes it for the strongest beer available near his place. And sooner than ever he is down for the count, his senses have gone.

Raj: “What am I supposed to do! My life is over, I can not live without her! It’s all Rahul’s fault, he offered her chocolate, din’t he! So she has fallen for him! I should have beaten him up, before, but its not that late now! Rahul get ready, I am coming.”

Stumbles out of his seat, and somehow reaches the society where Rahul stays.

Raj: Shouts at top of his voice “Rahul! You f**king d**k! Come out, I am going to hit you!”

Rahul the hot headed macho man comes out and one punch does it, Raj is cold out for hours, transported back to his room by his friends, who are quite puzzled by his behaviour.

After about 3 or 4 hours, in middle of night, Raj wakes up with a head ache, partly due to hang over and partly due to punch to head. And as he tries to make sense of it all, some part of the night comes back to him.

Raj: “Why am I alive? I should be dead! I can not live without Ritu and neither can I fight for her! I should be dead! It is time to end this misery!”

Raj stands in his gallery, looking over the night lights of his city, and remembers one of his Sir’s words

“Life can look ironically beautiful when you are at the end of it.”

And decides to make one last call, call to his Sir.
Triiiiiinnnnnngggggg……

In middle of night, rather approaching dawn, phone is picked up in 1st ring.

Sir: “Is this the time to call! Are you in right sense of your mind? By the way, who are you?”

Raj: “I am Raj, Sir. And I am committing suicide.”

Sir: “Why?” So he is really not in right sense of his mind.

Raj: “Ritu has dumped me, she is not picking up my calls, I can’t live without her.”

Sir: “Hmmm….. I Will try and talk to her, put your suicide on hold till I call you back. Is it ok?”

Raj: Like a person who has given up hope. “Ok.”

Sir thinks for a minute and calls up Raj’s friend, and directs him to check on Raj, and do anything that is possible to get him to safety.

Next call to Ritu…

Trrriiinnnggggg…….

The call is picked up even before the 1st ring has completed 1/4th of its normal duration.

Ritu: “Hi Raj, My parents are here could not talk to you in evening, cant meet you tomorrow, please bear with me.”

Sir: “Ritu; I am not Raj, but that fool is going to commit suicide right now, thinking you have dumped him. Please call him.”

Ritu: “Sir; Sorry Sir!”

Sir: “Will you be able to call him?”

Ritu: “I am not sure!”

Sir: “Ok.”

1st thing Ritu does is calls Raj up, and tells him….

Ritu: “I am not dumping you, I love you, my parents are here, talk to Sir.”

Then sir’s call comes in.

Sir: “Raj; did you get Ritu’s call?”

Raj: “Yes, sir! Sorry Sir!”

Sir: “Did you understand what happened?”

Raj: “No Sir, but Ritu loves me!”

Sir: So fool stopped listening after the love part! Sigh! “Ok! That is good, but listen carefully now, are you there?”

Raj: “Yes Sir!”

Sir: “Ritu’s parents are here, they are staying with her, so no call’s or meeting her till few days. Ok? Did you understand?”

Raj: “Yes Sir!”

Sir: “What did I say?”

Raj: “No calling Ritu, no meeting her, till her parents go.”

Sir: Phew! “Ok! Now give phone to Rahul.”

Raj gives phone to Rahul.

Rahul: “Yes Sir?”

Sir: “Stay with the fool, in-case he tries anything foolish, like climbing her compound gate.”

Rahul: “Yes Sir.”

Raj is finally asleep, with an unproductive day added to his long list of unproductive days.

Moral: Do not assume situation you are in, based on your past experience alone.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Little Crush!

Sweet nothings,
sweet pains!
When there is nothing,
just some warmth
in Heart,
when
eyes fall on
someone who seems
apart!
Apart from others,
a part of you
who brings
unknown smile
to your face!
Just a look
is enough
to make your day!
Unfazed you stay
then whatever may come by!
That face
keeps you going
for no reason why?
It is just
a little crush
nothing else
but
that is all it takes
to make you smile
these days!
At first
it is by chance
you get to see
that face
but slowly
you start timing
your trips
not missing
a single chance
that
may come by!
Why should you?
If it makes you
as happy as
a Butterfly!
It is
just a little
Crush!
Just Enjoy!

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Moments I should have had…….

Everyone falls in love some or the other time and everyone has some notions about what would they do in a certain situation, when they are with someone special. I too had my notions about certain situations, and as most know I had a love marriage, some came true and some dint; no regrets, but given a chance to go back, I would like to include them in my life experiences, some such situations, and why they did not get fulfilled are:

1. The girl I secretly love rests her head on my shoulder and sleeps while travelling in a bus, and in order to not wake her up, I travel to the end of line along with her and then we end up spending whole day together, while missing few lectures.

I started using bike for daily travel in 8th standard, almost never travelled by bus there after!

2. Hide that we love each other from our friends for few days and make up stories to avoid going out with group and getting lost together, more often than tolerable by group, as a result, arousing suspicions among group members.

My group knew before us, that we were in love!

3. Kissing on a railway platform!

Not possible, it is India dude! You may get booked on even if you are married,for you hugged your woman little longer than a natural wink, let alone girlfriend.

4. Spending a night outside in wilderness, just counting stars, and talking, no sleep.

I went to Dang district in Gujarat to fulfil this dream, twice and ended up sick both times, putting an end to my love for camping; also they separated girls tent area from boys, no chance to sneak out.

5. Getting drenched in rain and using fire to dry both of us in a cave….etc.

It is hard to find cave in city, besides I have sinusitis which catches on pretty fast if I get drenched.

6. Playing a lead role in a romantic drama and making the lead actress fall in love with me.

I auditioned, they selected me to carry props from dressing room to stage and back.

7. Run away with my love interest.

Our parents agreed without much protest.

8. To propose her at some exotic place, where no one else is there except for the splendid beauty of mother nature.

I never proposed! Till I was already married that is.

9. To waltz my way to her heart. That is, dance!

I have two left feet, an immovable / inflexible waist and no sense of rhythm. Plus, it would not have been a surprise if I had taken her for the dance class, and I did not find any other partners.

10. To have bed of flower in a garden and play in it.

Jetendra Movies are known to exaggerate, such things are expensive and may contain ants, so not meant for sleeping!

You too must have had a similar list, or may still have, if feel like, do share below!

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Agar kabhi hogi meri koi beti…….

Agar kabhi hogi meri
koi beti
sar par chada rakhunga
use mein har ghadi
phir kuch bhi kahe
uski maa bhi
nahi sunuga mein kisi ki
Sikhaunga
padh waunga use
banegi wo
jo chahe
uska dil bhi
hogi uski
ho sake mujhse
jo khwaish
har so khwaish
puri
phir kyun na ho
uske pyar se uski shadi
Mere dar par
jo aaenge kabhi barathi
utarvaunga unki aarti
jhut jo bole toh
Dando se padhwaunga Pharsi
karvaunga unse
apne haatho ki safai
Mere dar par
jo aaenge abhi barati
Dunga sona-chandi
beti na hogi meri
kabhi parayi
par jo manga dahej
muh hoga unka
Kaala neela peela
Hathkadio se karaunga
jaan-pehchaan unki
Mere dar par
jo aaenge kabhi barati
muskan se rahe
meri rajkumari
chaunga mein hamesha yehi
par jo kharoch lagvay use koi
toh karva dunga
hadi-pasli ek unki
Agar hogi jo
meri beti kabhi
toh na hogi
wo lachar kabhi
apne pairon pe khade raheneki
hogi usme shamta bhari
par na hogi wo
akeli kabhi
Agar hogi jo
meri beti kabhi……

Saturday, July 2, 2011

An inkling!













It started as an inkling
not even a feeling
caught me in the moment
I lost control
I lost my heart
or
was it meant to be
or
just a flitting
flutter off beat
It started as an inkling
not really a feeling
at the corner of my eye
hesitation
for a feeble second
I couldn’t say bye
It started as an inkling
certainly
not a feeling
it grew
had to turn back
retrace my steps
to you
couldn't ignore
not then
itched in memory
it started as an inkling
grew into a feeling
step by step
moment by moment
weakness of heart
or
strength of string
between rings
a lot like love
nothing more than friends
she said
and never said no
a kiss
that sealed
was not a deal
was not a flitting moment
was not a light need
no desperation
it started as an inkling
grew into a feeling
infatuation
attraction
want
&
then
need
it started as an inkling
grew into a feeling
love finally
but
just not another love story

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Running Circles!


Running circles.....
Running in circles
all my life
never realized
my dream
was not 
there in the field
it was with you
I have been
running circles
around my life
around you
around me
I never stopped
I never realized
Where was?
my heart
What was? 
I searching
coming back 
to you
and moving on
again
again
never realized
the pain
you felt
the pain
I felt
running circles 
all my life
day after day
night after night
Was I ?
living or dead
blinded by
the glitter of fame
In this palace
of material dreams
I have everything
everyone
still lonely
I am
without you
running circles
running in circles 
all my life
turning again
again
hoping
this to be 
the last one
Oh! 
please!
may this be a spiral!
bringing us
together
for forever!
Running Circles! 


Thursday, March 3, 2011

The Concussion.

It was still raining outside, he had lost considerable amount of time already. He remembered the days when he considered rainy days as happy days, god showering his love over earth, not any more, not today, it was like what most poets thought, "Sky is Crying with him." Siting there, alone he looked up to the desk, and memory of his own office desk flashed through his mind, it is similar, mine is cleaner but lot bigger. He so much wished this day had not started at all, and wanted to be in his office in Air-Conditioned bliss, which he would have dreaded any other day.

A file reached the desk, Sanjeev looked up from his sitting position, Inspector gave him a glance. It must be his file, thought Sanjeev. And a sharp pain went up his spine through his head, why! What had happened? Thinking was not what he should be doing now. Another image: His wife, so beautiful, no she is not his wife, not yet, and yes they are getting engaged, getting married, his promise to be with her, always. Not today, he should have been with her now, can not remember why but he should have been with her.

Inspector flips the first page of Sanjeev's file. Yes! She was pregnant, with their first child, there was another  child. A van? What trick is my head playing with me? Why am I not in office? Was I on a trip? What's going on?

He asked it loud: "What is going on?" A momentary pause with deadening silence & "Where am I?"

Inspector finally broke the silence

Inspector: "You don't know what's going on!" Getting angry, and as he holds Sanjeev by his shirt, realizes that Sanjeev is drenched in his own blood, and not the rain. 

Sanjeev: "Blood? Why am I bleeding?" And he faints.

Inspector can't believe his eyes, calls for an Ambulance.

Opens eyes, he is in Ambulance, no I was following one, or was he, it looks as if I am in Ambulance, 

Sanjeev: "Why? How come?"

Nurse: "You had an accident, we are taking you to Hospital. Stay still, you need to relax."

Yes! He was driving fast, behind an Ambulance, but why? 

Nurse pierced Sanjeev's hand. Sanjeev sees blood running into his arm, yes he was bleeding before. No Neera was. She was in hospital, she gave birth to a beautiful daughter, yes his daughter, their daughter. He was so happy! 

Sanjeev: "Where is my daughter?"

Nurse has no answer, so she makes him sleep again.

Neera was going to be fine, she was supposed to come out any moment, his beautiful wife Neera, and something went wrong, Doctor was frantic, moving in and out of the operating room. Something had gone wrong, it had started to rain outside. it is still raining outside, he can see out of the window, he is in Hospital bed now, but he does not recognize the skyline. Where is he? 

Sanjeev: "Where am I? Which part of City?" He see's a nurse, vaguely remembers her giving him an injection, half expects her to do the same. Flinches!

Nurse: "You are in Mumbai!"

Mumbai, city of dreams, yes! I was following an Ambulance, Neera's Ambulance, there were complications, a normal delivery and then something about 'vein got cut' and it was being difficult for the Doctor to stop the bleeding. Neera's life was in danger, he had talked with her parents, just few minutes back about both being well, baby and Neera and now he was calling again! Telling them frantically to start for Mumbai instead, she was critical, but why? What had changed?

Sanjeev: "Where is my wife? Is she here?"

Nurse: "Relax! Sleep!" As she changed the bottles for blood drip, flowing into his hand. 

Blood, lots of blood on the floor in operating room, Neera was bleeding, he had fainted, outside Doctor had said: "We need to take her to Mumbai!" And he had agreed, and he had followed the Ambulance at high speed, never letting it out of site, in rain, downpour that it was. He did not drive fast, but that day he did not check his speed, he followed Ambulance at whatever speed it was going at. Until!

Where had he woken up? He remembered a uniform, an Inspector, where had Ambulance gone? Inspector? Or was it Nurse, who spoke something about accident. Inspector, he seems to be here! Is he?

Inspector: "How are you feeling now?"

Sanjeev: "What has happened? Why am I here? Where is my daughter? Where is my wife?"

Inspector: "You had an accident! Your bike skid!"

Yes! They had reached Mumbai, and he was following the ambulance, when at a signal, after ambulance had passed a kid had run in, he had seen the kid, and braked, braked hard and skid. then he went blank. Kid was hurt, he saw the bike skid towards the kid, he had fallen off, what happened next? He had woken up in front of Inspector, he did not feel like he was hurt, he did not seemed to be hurt at all. But now he was in Hospital and his head hurt, hurt like hell!

Sanjeev: Holding his head. "How is the kid, is he okay?"

Inspector: "He is out of danger now, but bike had knocked him cold then. We rushed him first and then you to hospital. But we should have rushed you first."

Sanjeev: "That's good! Can you please tell me where my wife is, I was following Ambulance, she needs me, we are from Pune, hope nothing happened to kid at all, and my daughter, she gave birth to her yesterday, she was critical." And he slipped into sleep, due to exhaustion.

Inspector took in all the information, to process it, Sanjeev was not what can be termed conscious, but it was a start. Sanjeev's wallet was missing, but he had found an i-d, but no one was picking up phone at his house, and now he knew why, and company was closed for the weekend, but tomorrow he will be able to make contact, or today if he gets more information about that Ambulance, but something else had to be searched too.

Sanjeev's memory had returned completely, except he still did not remember where his daughter was, now he was not dazed, but he still did not have an answer for where his wife was? How was she?

Inspector walked in, and a calm smile on his face gave Sanjeev some solace. 

Inspector: "Your wife is here, in this very hospital, and doing fine, the blood you received was in fact given by your mother in-law." Who just walked in behind the Inspector. "And more good news for you, the kid is absolutely fine, and actually you did not cause the accident, you were pushed from behind by a Van, and we have caught the real culprit."

Sanjeev: "Really! How did you come to know?"

Inspector: "A witness came in yesterday and explained it all, he had taken down the number and gave it to us. He was on his way to give interview in your company, so he delayed the reporting. He also explained how you were the hero who tried to stop bike from going on to hit the boy, but failed in vain."

Sanjeev: The last question. "Where is my daughter?"

Sanjeev was able to walk and so he went to see his wife and there besides his wife slept their daughter. He felt like getting back everything from the brink of having lost everything.

A good deed, even an effort to do good, never goes unpaid for, the witness though did not get job in Sanjeev's company, he did get a strong recommendation in his next interview and made it.

And all lived happily ever after.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Manchali ki kahani

Yeh bhi ek kahani hain
chand taro ne bhi suni hain
waise yeh barso purani hain
raja ki kai raniya hain
par ek badi manchali hain
uski baat hi kuch nirali hain
aankhon main ek sachchai hain
bato main sadhgi hain
wo kahan koi rajumari thi
uski duniya badi aam thi
jangaloan main pali badhi thi
use wahan na koi kami khali thi
mahelon main wo raja bina akeli thi
raja ne use dil se jita tha
uske liye toh wo khansama tha
kai aam mainse ek tha
apni roji-roti kamata tha
use raja ke dhan se na koi vasta tha
bus thode pyar ki icha thi
woh bhi puri ho jaati thi
kissa yeh toh purana hai
raja ki kai raniya hai
par ek rani badi jalti thi
woh thodi purani thi
manchali ki batoon pe bighdti thi
apne kuvar ke haq ke liye darti thi
apne bete ke liye rajniti karti thi
manchali bholi kuchna samjh ti thi
raja ko ab intezar tha
ek nayi rajkumari ya rajkumar aane ko tha
jalkudi ne bus pheri nai chal
sikha diye bete ko bol
manchali ke pet main hain
tere sukh ka chor
suun manchali hui behaal
socha usne
tatola usne
manchali thi gumsum
khoi khoi
janme do rajkuar
khushi loti thodi uske muskan par
par na meeti un shabdo ki awaz
usne nischit kiya
wo tolegi raja ka mann
pehen ke aai wo aadivasi vesh
aakhir kaisi sharm apne desh
bhare darbar
raja sharmaya
bola
rani badlo vesh
ab aap ho maharani
manchali ne pucha
kon hain uttaradhikari
kya mera putr banega raja
raja hichkichaya par mana
manchali ne pher diye paase
boli
main na maharani
na mere putr hain rajkuvar
main jungloan ki
mere putr jangl ke vasi
na wo chor
na koi shor
hame toh pyari hamari aazadi hain
hame swikar nahi yeh chaar diwari
waise toh raja ke kai raniya thi
par wo uske dil ki rani thi
par uska dil toh khansamene jeeta tha
na ki kisi rajane
raja bhula hakikat
gavaya pyar
woh phir na loti
raja phir na hasa
yeh toh ek kahani hain
badi purani hain
chand taro ne bhi suni hain

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Humsafar

Yun toh jee lenge sari umar
par tere bina
Rahenge
Sapne adhure
armaan adhure
ek adhurisi zindagani
Waise toh
Dil main mehman kai
par tere iss aashiyane main
bin tere
koi thera kahan hai
bikhri yaadein
bikhre sapno ko
sanjoya kahan hain
Yun akele gungunate hue
saanson main
tere bina
sur kahan hain
pal pal ke ishare main
rishton ke dagoan main
bune lamhon main
arth kahan hai
In hatho main
agar tumhara hath na hoto
agar is zindagi main
tumhara sath na hoto
wo khushi
kahan hogi
wo muskhurahat 
kahan hogi
wo deewangi
kahan hogi
wo jindadili
kahan hogi
Humsafar
humrahi
bin tere
hum na honge......


Saturday, October 16, 2010

I miss you!

You look beautiful
 today,
when I close my eyes
I dream of you
beside me
and when I wake up
I miss
being beside you
I miss you
I cant live another day
without you
but
to be with you
I can wait forever......
You look beautiful
today,
like everyday
when I see those eyes
innocent mischief in them
captures my heart
I miss
them looking at me
I miss you
I cant live another day
without you
but
to be with you
I can wait forever......
You look beautiful
today,
Its no surprise
still you mesmerize me
with your poise
you snick
right into my heart
I miss
that warmth in my heart
I miss you
I cant live another day
without you
but
to be with you
I can wait forever......
You look beautiful
today,
when I felt your touch
a shiver ran through my nerves
I felt good
even on saddest day
your fingers 
in my hand
changed the scenario in my heart
I miss
that warmth in my hand
I miss you
I cant live another day
without you
but
to be with you
I can wait forever......
You look beautiful
today,
those hairs
teasing me
tickling me
I miss 
them falling on my face
sweet smell of your neck
I want to run my finger
again
over your skin
giving you goose bumps
I miss you
I cant live another day
without you
but
to be with you
I can wait forever......
You look beautiful
today,
when you are asleep
like a small doll
crying out
""umnn"
on being disturbed
I miss
disturbing you
I miss you
I cant live another day
without you
but
to be with you
I can wait forever......
You look beautiful
today,
if it were not for today
it might have been a tomorrow
I would have fallen in love
with you
for I fall in love with you
over and over
again
I miss
loving you forever
I miss you
I cant live another day
without you
but
to be with you
I can wait forever......
You look beautiful..........

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Full circle!

A long time ago a boy lived in a small town on countryside, and loved a simple country side girl.  They had been friends since childhood, but then the conservative society had made them switch too secretive way of communications. This was the era where text messages were sent and received in form a crumpled paper balls, and they used to do so. One day, boy decided that it was time to take next step, and graduate from being just friends to lovers, and he wrote a love letter to her, crumpled up and dropped it when no one was looking, and she picked it up as skill fully as he had dropped. 

That night boy was a little to curious, he could not control his excitement, wanted to see her reaction when she read his letter, that way he would be ready to face the answer when she actually delivers it to him, whatever it was going to be, yes or no, it was going to be tough. So he crept to just below her room's window, where she had mentioned she used to read his notes. And he could look at her through her window, mesmerized. Her silky smooth skin, with black flowing hair sliding off her shoulder, her true beauty in her full splendour was visible, and she had that piece of paper, a piece of his heart in her hand. She is reading it.

"Nooooooooo" she screams, and lights go off! And he can hear her crying! Heartbroken the boy returns home, and unable to sleep that night, he cannot understand her rejection of him. Everything in this village reminds him of her, and her rejection rings in his ears, he decides to leave the village. Still, he does not want his parents to suffer; he does not want them to know that he is in reality running away. 

He ponders on his option, and while he is doing so, he avoids old pals and places. On one such unknown route he meets an older Gentleman who is not from the village, and gains his confidence by helping him unstuck a wheel of his horse carriage. In a pub down the route boy learns that the Gentleman is from the army. Boy starts asking him lot of questions and gentleman starts answering, thinking like any village lad this boy also has many dreams and is curious of outside world. 

                Boy: "So does a bullet hurt much?"

                Gentleman: "It hurts a lot," now quite drunk "but nothing hurt's more than a broken heart."

Boy had got his answer, next morning he packs his bags, tells parents, who feel proud of him, after all they have had a rich army background. It is army, which shall take him places, take him away from this village, from her. 

First day into army, and he is put in to hardship, but nothing deters him, he just makes a name for himself "The Unbreakable" nothing and nothing hurts him, no amount of punishment, no amount of exercise, no amount of hardship ever changes the expression on his face. All this is attributed to his military bloodline. A true blue army blood! Like the blue coats they respected. 

One year into army and he has become one of the strongest recruits, and now has been posted in a remote tough terrain border area of the empire, but this guy is relentless, he does not even crave woman! Not even once in a blue moon! Rumours start spreading, of him being gay. Instances of him looking away from women ( for he still sees her in every woman who comes across him) are discussed among colleagues without having any background knowledge. No one tries to ask him, "Why?" 

Until one night; an officer above his rank, calls him into his bunker, alone and suggests bending to his wishes. Boy ponders for few minutes, contemplating on whether to deny this man love or to say yes and try loving men for once, for he would never be able to love another woman, and he gives in. He follows his superior's instructions, and loses his virginity to him. This continues till he is posted there, every night, every night learning something new, something different, but never feeling any emotions. And one day, war breaks out! 

The boy's group is sent to the war front, where they are greeted by new commanding officer and two more regiments. On war front, women are seldom available, and many straight men turned gay, and no exclusivity remained. And in this scenario a tough gay man was hard to find, but here was one! His reputation preceded him! Boy had no choice but to give in, he could not say no, he still could not see face of a woman and had no feelings for men, but he gave in, for sake of being accepted in the twisted society he now was in. 

He was heroic! There was no other ruthless, tactful and brutally strong soldier in army, his heroics in battle brought him medals, promotions, out of turn promotions and name and fame to his parents. And his nights never went alone in those bunkers, sleeping with his men, now he had become an expert in that too! He could easily write Kama Sutra for gays, but he still did not have any feelings for them.

In one of the battle he gets injured saving life of one of his men, he is brought to hospital, where a peculiar thing happens. This guy screams at touch of a female nurse and curses them, warning them to never touch him again. He vows to never get injured, never ever.

After a decade since he joined army, after the end of war, the boy had grown to be the Colonel in army, and was given a 6 month long holiday, for he had been in war and performed really well for continuous 4 years and that to without a break in past 10 years. This guy never wanted to go back to his village, the memory of his rejection was still fresher than the last guy he killed in a battle.

Coming back to his village, the boy is hit by the nostalgia, and if nothing else he did miss his parents and his home, and he still misses her. As he reaches home, he hugs his parents and decides to rest for a while. he learns that his sister is married to his best friend in war times, letter must have got lost somewhere at that time.

In evening, his sister along with his best friend and now brother in law, and his tormentor of the decade, the girl walk in to meet him. He looks at her longingly, but moves away to his room. Sensing something to be out of place, his best pal follows him in, and gives him 10 year old letter back.

Boy looks at it, and

                Boy: "Yes! I wrote that letter, what about it?"

                Pal: "Yes, I know, she wrote the answer for you!"

                Boy: "I know it is 'No'! Why is she here, to humiliate me more?"

             Pal: "I should not have read it, but i did, when you left for the army, it does not say 'No'! She said 'Yes' to you!"

The girl walks in!

               Girl: "Why did you leave, without hearing my answer? Why did you make me wait so long?"

               Boy: "What are you talking about? I heard her scream her answer out, the same night I gave her the letter!"

            Girl: "Yes! I did scream that night, because there was a pervert standing outside my window, and I felt my modesty had been compromised."

              Boy: "Noooooooo!" Screams! Last 10 years of his life, flashing through his eyes.

After that the famed Colonel retired from army, got married and left the country to start a new life in country of dreams, across the ocean. 

Reverting back to present, a 70 year old man ask's his eldest grandchild, who is going through a similar situation in his life, while he is surrounded by his family, holding his wife's hand: "So the morale of the story is?"
And before the grandchild to whom it is directed could answer, a 5th grader steps in and says: "God punished grandpa for being pervert!"

And everyone laughs, as grandpa laughed!

Morale: Do not assume response by reaction of people alone, get context of the reaction verified too!