Optional tag of Love..

If she don’t love me back

Then will it still be called love?

Because its not 2 sided

And it never will be also I guess

But I surely do feel for her

Want her to smile, to laugh

To be at peace with her life

Even though in chaos

I wish all this for her

But the strange part is

I want all this for myself also

Without her its all chaos everywhere

Helter skelter it is

Things don’t make sense much

But her presence there Is what is required

To feel peace when surrounded by confusion

To feel calm when everything frustrates me

To feel happy with she is there

Why I love her is not known to me

And whether will she reciprocate also

Is doubtful

All I know is

Love me or not

She likes talking to me

She likes knowing me

And letting herself known

Love is just a tag sometimes

And having that tag is optional

But having her with me is mandatory.

“Love will welcome, Whatever may come”

Life has the last laugh !! or does it??

What is correct?

What is legit?

What is right?

What is acceptable?

What is better?

What is common?

When the past invades your present

What happens?

Does everything comes as a flashback

As if it just happened

Yesterday

No!! Just an hour ago

And now it seems all scattered

Is this what happens?

Or it already seems a distant past

And you can seldom remember

Anything clearly

It is there in your mind

Yes because it happened

In reality with you

But all is vague

And you don’t want to

Rub your hand like on the

Foggy glass pane

And want to see your past

In clarity because

You think that its gone

And let bygones be bygone

And you succeed also

Kudos !!

But till how long, is the question?

You will succumb

Not instantly may be

But eventually

And life will be there

Having the last laugh

As if it HAD you

All down on your knees and drenched

But….

Yes you were down but not buried

And hence you rise

You get someone more lovely

In present, or in near-future

And you get the reason

To smile back at life

And think(not say)

I have Her and I am happy !!

Life didn’t get to have the last laugh

And it never will

Death may have the last laugh

But, till that no matter what

We must have lived our life up to the fullest.

Counter clockwise moment..

I am trying to sleep staring at the ceiling of my room

Concentrating on the blades of the fan

How they are moving counter clockwise

And their peculiar movement brought back

All the hidden and long forgotten memories

It is as if I am looking on a projector

The blades of the fan not being any hindrance

I can see us talking on the couch

Laughing and teasing at the beginning

Being friends and exchanging numbers

Then talking to each other late nights

Trying to make the other smile when gloomy

Trying to make the other special

All those times of intermingled fingers

Of closeness and of intimate moments

All right there in front with the best smile

On her face and the feeling of completeness

On mine and the air filled with love and care

There were moments of tangos and dancing

And laughs and me on my knees

And she covering her face with her palm

There were moments of quarrels also

With her facing the other side

And me holding dairy milk but with vain

There were times of support also

When my Grandpa expired and she was there for me

Holding me right and trying her best to make me feel better

There were times of anger with no one letting go of ego

And not talking for weeks but just 1 sorry

1 smile was enough to make things straight

There were hugs and touches and locked lips and trust

It was US there and then a drop of tear

Rolled down from the corner of my right eye

It was like reality punched me at my gut

And all I could do was turn my side

Rub my face on the pillow

Hoping that she is happy and not going through the same phase

And not looking at the fan helped me

Avoid the past and gradually I was

Inside the blanket of sleep!!

That Go-to place..

Where will I find solace in this huge world

Where will I find wisdom

Where will I find respect for what I am

Where will I find hope to keep on moving

Where will I find solutions for all my problems

Where will I find the music I like

Where will I find freedom to speak my mind

Where will I find courage to follow my dreams

Where will I find that true happiness

Where will I find that pat on shoulder for giving it a try

Where will I find that brotherly hug after failure

Where will I find support to stand up after falling

Where will I find that hint of smile when my world’s falling apart

Where will I find a King’s hospitality

Where will I find comfort during loneliness

Where will i find my blessing in disguise

Where will I find my shadow even in darkness

Where will I find those teary eyes for my success

Where will I find my sunny morning after a stormy night

Where will I find another discordant tone to my song

Where will I find Robin to my Batman

Where will I find my list of incomplete things being completed

None other than a True friend’s heart!!

Steal you away..

You wake up at 8:30

And hurriedly get ready for office

And reach there by 9

There you do your work

Have a cup of tea in-between

Sometimes even a sandwich

Do social surfing and read online stuff

Talk to your boss about the work at hand

Feel drowsy sometimes and hence talk to some friend

Keep on chatting with them and so comes the lunch time

You have a controlled diet and prefer fruits

Over the artificial food being served

You rely much on water cause you think you’ll put on weight

And then the clock stucks 6

And the taxi arrives for you to go to hostel

Before that you spend the memorable times with your friends

With whom you’re open and share your life and options and decisions

And then you return to hostel and have dinner

And talk to your family whom you love the most

Your sisters and mum and dad and grandma

And then you pen down some of your thoughts

And save it for future reference

And then finally after some here there talk with roomies

Sleep hugs you and takes you to dreamland

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I want to steal you away

From your daily hectic boring schedule

Not for always but for a week

And take you to a wonderful place

And spend time with you

Talk to you, know you better

Make you smile

Give you flowers

Tease you by calling names

Want you to come back at me for teasing you

Want you to enjoy nature and feel the breath

Want you to stand with your feet on my feet and walk with me like that

Want you to tickle so much that you can’t breathe due to laughter

Want you to cherish the marshmallows and strawberries

Want you to feel love and freedom everywhere around you

Want you to leave behind every trouble and worries at bay

Want you to feel like a Queen and me your butler

Want you to feel the last rays during sunset

Want you to fall asleep with a smile on your lips

Want you to hold my elbow even while sleeping

Want you to be YOU so that we can be WE

And wake up daily with this feeling of completeness

Harm’s way..

When you don’t get a reply,

You call and no answer,

You start getting worried,

What happened to my guy?

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You talked to him just then,

And now he doesn’t respond,

You know that he must be occupied,

Or else he would love to hear your tone.

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You wait for the call,

With your fingers crossed,

Hoping to hear HE MISSED YOU,

And all you got was tossed.

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The love was always pure,

There was no doubt about faith,

But he was gone as of now,

And it was far more late.

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He did this to protect you,

And you never needed protection,

You would had been in harm’s way,

And that’s the cause of your dissatisfaction.

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You needed explanation and he needed trust,

Trust to not question his judgment,

Because you are his only priority,

And goodbye is all he could send.

Sometimes, nothing is also something!

Saw her first time,
Her cute little face,
Two ponies juggling,
I lost time & space.
Went & talked to her,
She was kind,
Listened to me like None,
I felt divine.
She grew up & so do I,
With age, our love also grew,
I knew her inside out and vice versa,
And then a twist came new.
She started neglecting me,
I started getting furious,
Seldomly did we talk,
Broken became, what was pure & pious.
My friends asked me about her,
I am sure her friends did the same,
All this happened,
For just a simple yet complicated game.
She didn’t wanted to hurt her parents,
Didn’t wanted to tell them about us,
She thought it better to forget me,
Forget all those years and not make fuss.
I complied, I cooperated,
I think I did what was needed,
Yet in the eyes of those who knew me,
It was all just for nothing!!

P.S.- This post is written on a special request by a close friend. Topic was “Nothing”. I hope I did justice 😀