WISH COULD JUST WISH IT AWAY

I am tired to be strong

I am tired to be proved wrong

Wish could just wish it away…….

Wish could just wish it away……..

I am tired to deal

Just want to reel the glorious nostalgic moments……

I am tired being alone

And that just makes me moan

Wish could just wish it away…….

Wish could just wish it away…….

There are moments when I stand alone and look around

But alas! I find no stains on the ground

I am tired being skeptical

For the instances that are more ethical

Why can’t I be myself and live for a while

I know I am wrong for my tears that smile

I embedded an emptiness around

But still I want you to be sound

But ,

Wish could just wish it away.…….

Wish could just wish it away………

A Stranger yet so KARMIC !!

It's a bit weird how we connect to some random people we meet . It's not necessarily important that we connect to only those whom we know , who play a very important part in our lives . Life is all about coincidences and that is what makes it beautiful to live .


I can so surely state this because a flimsy like me talking about life and and its coincidences is a bit ironical though , but incidences teach you that yes this is LIFE!!!


It happened when i was in Mumbai for my birthday, it was the last local that i had to take from Wadala to Khargar which arrives at 01:00 a.m. I couldn't even see a stint of any female of almost my age . As I was already disturbed, I got all the more fearful. Although its said that MUMBAI doesn't sleeps all night and its the safest for women still i had this fear, I saw this middle aged female and sat next to her because it was really awkward to stand all alone; the train arrived and i got into the same compartment as hers. It was a long distance and my heart was thumping continuously , faster and faster. There were just two of us , she was indeed damn shrude; I could make that out just in a glimpse. I was sitting all alone , a bit low and depressed .


There were two eunuchs who got into the same compartment from the next station. Indeed they were dressed as females , i could hear them standing on the door & making lewd comments for the boys.


One of them who was dressed in a pair of blue denims and a sleazy t-shirt came and sat next to me & started brushing up her make-up. No wonder her make up was just too damn loud. I looked at her and gave a slight smile, I don't know how and why ?? but I did !! She smiled back. I was looking distraught and withered, she came to me and started yapping.


The first thing she asked me was, " tere ko kya hua hai re ?? aise rata main ekdum akele , aisi roti shakal kaeko banayi hai tu ?? acceh ghar ki lagti hai re tu !! " (what happened to you , why are you travelling all alone so late , u look from a good family )
I smiled and said , " haan , mujhe khargar jaana hai , thodi late ho gayi " (well i have to go to khargar , just got a bit late ) .


And then she tend to become my counseller , again she asked , "teri shakal hai hi aisi ya ro re li hai tu" ( Do you have a long face or are you crying ?? ) . I had no other option but to reply back i said , "Nahi bas thodi upset hoon" (No, i'm just a little upset )
She again asked, "kaeko tere mard se tera jhagda hua kya , shaadi shuda to lagti nahi boyfriend se hua hoga".(you had a fight with your husband though you don't look like you are married, must had a confrontation with your boyfriend) Well i almost thought i was playing SAWAAL DAS CRORE KA and for every right answer she is gonna give me a crore.


Well , I replied back , "Nahi aisa kuch nahi hua hai bas ho jaata hai kabhi kabhi" ( No, there is nothing at all, happens once in a while). Well and then it was the time for the precious advise again by her , damn !! every single moment i was just cursing myself for smiling back at her. And there again she started it , "maine bhut duniya dekhi hai re , mat bata baba , tereko dekh k lagta hai tu khaas hai , tere saath jo bhi hoga accah hi hoga , dekhna kal issi time pe tu hasti hogi"(I've seen a lot of life , its fine if you don't want to tell me , looking at you i felt you are special, whatever will happen with you , its gonna be good nothing bad , just remeber this time tomorrow you will be smiling ) and alas !! she kept her hand on my head and blessed me saying , "Khush reh" (always be happy ) .


It was unbelieveable , i mean i can never expect a normal woman to do the same but she blessed me for no reasons, may be that very day i realised that these people are really special, if you are nice to them , they can never be bad to you, they ought to be good.


How can you bless someone so random , a stranger! wish for that person's happiness ; these people are special and that is what makes them special , may be we degrade them and make them feel that they can never be a part of us , but they deserve it. In this emancipated, selfish and ruthless world if somewhere i saw humility , it was within them.

How indifferent it is , people whom you depend upon make you feel they are strangers and a stranger at times really gives a big lesson TO LIVE , TO LOVE & FOR LIFE !!!
Well, I replied bac, "Nahi aisa kuch nahi hai

Don't change just be the same.....

On a sunday morning , christ knows what made a nerd like me wake up so early!!!

As i peeped out of the window , i could feel the fresh air blowing my hair , i could neither see the sun nor the rays it was just the light ; the tress looked mesmerizing with the dew drops as they could ever be....

Noticing the scenic beauty, there was a flood of thoughts that made me ponder. When the things are new they always look beautiful and full of hope, a new morning , a new born baby , a new car , a new wife.....

But when they achieve a stability , why do we tend to change them . Things we like in the beginning we often unknowingly change them as those things are no more an apple in your eyes for which you were in love with the respective.

this actually made me think that nothing in this world is actually yours , you live all your life for the people around you making them happy as their happiness tend to make you happy , even when you forget what makes you happy....

The life discreets in explaining and justifying yourself that you ain't here for a thee but still the things do not change then why does the morning changes??

Why can't it remain with its watery dew??

As the sun raised arriving with its rays melting the dew drops there was just a sigh that made me cry

DON'T CHANGE JUST BE THE SAME!!!

Trails

When life plays it stays

Does not move ahead

Ask for a prey

When life mends it sends

A weird message

To move ahead

It’s good to be unknown

Knowing the facts would be shown

Making you frown

And live in dawn

When life gives you a trail

Think up for a while

Will it give you a smile

With all the rage and darkness beneath

Still , it wants you to live

And make you breath

Dunno why it gives you a trail

When it knows you ain’t in the mile

OLD AGE - a curse or a gift

Not much time has passed when this incident actually occured with me . I was at the railway station waiting for my train to arrive as i was alone after taking a glimpse with the activities happening on the railway station like that family who had small kids and bigger luggages..it seemed as if they were actually not going for a vacation rather getting themselves settled at the respective place!!! the girl whose eyes were wet as she had come to see off someone really special , these mingled expressions of people made me feel the depth of each expression ; curiously as i was trying to get lost in the novel that i was carrying and i suddenly heard a cry..he was a lean man in his late 70's , a young man in his early 30's was thrashing and throttling him . The most disappointing part in all the chaos that was occuring was nobody in the crowd even bothered to look up to the old age.

The police was gazing as if it was a laughter challenge show, the crowd so was numb as if they had lost all their senses to feel and see !!! in this modernized world all of us aim to achieve heights , in this race of mankind why do we forget the people who have made us capable enough to make our decisions..i can'y understand the feel , the touch , the soul that used to talk is somewhere dumped or we dumped it on our own..how can we forget the shoulders that made us see the world...seems like in this race of getting ahead we have left all are feeling n expressions behind...the pomp and show has led into something that we are not....even after an year when i close my eyes i still see the pain in his eyes , the pity on his face..may be i can never forgive myself as i was also one of the poeple who was just ogling and doing nothing...may god bless that oldie and curse the one's who ever hurt him!!!

May Be I Was Wrong

May be I was wrong

To have taken it on my own

May be I couldn’t sense

The feel that was meant

Rugged on the path all alone

Facing the disguised truth so unknown

Waiting for a single ray of hope

To beckon the light and endream darkness

May be I was wrong…

While facing the realities

That whispered an intruned beat in my ear.

Shocking the fears ‘n’ loosing the tears

Still…

Waiting for the eleventh hour

That would tread me on its par

To wipe my single drop of tear

And make me talk my own hear.

I, Me, Myself

I, Me, Myself

What I was and what I am

Am I me? Or am I myself?

Tough to guess and hard to answer

Do think for a while and make the gesture

To make me feel with pleasure

I want to be like the stars to shine forever…

I want to be like the flowers to bloom forever…

I want to be like a dew to feel forever…

I want to be like a tear to touch the soul…

And make the heart filled with hopes

Hopes of care

Hopes of touch

Hopes of immense love

Love that shines

Love that blooms

Love that feels

Love that touches a soul.