Monday 27 February 2012

IF

If i had your love,
i would steal a kiss
from those forbidden lips,
hold those hands of yours
and make eternal promises...
if i had the power,
i would wipe those tears
which run down you face..
if i had the command,
i would turn back time
and hear the words i died for...
but in a grave i lay,
with your rose on my tombstone.
never would i complain,
for i have no being,
i was never the one for you
and now i can't ever return,
no matter how much you scream..
looking at you from here,
i still dont understand one thing,
why you thought of visiting me today?
was there ever a chance of "us"?
now i can never rest in peace,
knowing that those tears are for me..
never did i think twice,
before dying for you,
why i did this, my parents

still dont have a cue...
if i had the strength,
i would pick up that rose,
hug you tight and
whisper words of comfort..
if i had the might,
i would live again with you,
oh its such a pain to part,
and lie here seeing you like that..
only if you had told me this before
we would be living happily ever after...


only if i had your love then...

Saturday 25 February 2012

A LONELY NIGHT

when the nights are lonely,
and stars are few,
i sit by my window
thinking of you..

i know not what went wrong,
i know not what could have been right,
all i know is that
i feel so lonely tonight...

i know not whether
we parted for better or for worse,
all i know is that
i need you tonight...

i know not how we came here,
i know not what were the reasons,
all i know is that
i miss you tonight...

nobody said it was easy,
no one ever said it would be so hard,
i wish i could turn back time
and take us to the start...

i know not what i am to you,
i know not why our smiles became few,
all i know is that
its a shame for us to part..

i know not how
we will be back again,
all i know is that
i don't want our love to go in vain....

this night is so lonely
i know not whether i will live it through
all i know is that
i want to be with you tonight......

Wednesday 22 February 2012

LOVE POTION

"Joy come back! don't go there" called Sikha, when she saw her son going to the vendor who sold sugar candy. those were bad for him. but she knew he wont listen and she will have to buy him one. she couldn't look at his innocent face and deny him anything. the untouched smile he held was the world to her.
                                her son was eight years old now and she still saw him as the new born baby the nurse had handed her. coming back to India after twelve years was perhaps one of the best thing she did. Joy had been born and brought up in California but he had to know his roots. his dad always carried his motherland in his heart and kept telling him stories that at last he was adamant that he had to see all his dad kept telling him about. this summer Raj could finally take his time out and planned his vacation to India. the basic reason they hadn't visited India in such a long time was that Sikha didn't want to come here. but now it seemed worth it. her son's smile was worth everything.
"you want one of those?" she asked standing near him.
"yes" said Joy with a smile on his face..
"ye kitne ka hai bhaiya?" Sikha asked the vendor..
"bees rupey memsahaab" 
"hum to ise panch rupay mein kharidte the... bahut saal ho gaye. ek de do"
"here you go sweetheart" 
"thank you mommy. you are the best" exclaimed Joy.
"now lets go and search dad" 
she found Raj shopping hand made craft. Raj, perhaps the most caring husband in the world. a man who loved her with his heart and soul. he never gave her a chance to complain about anything. whenever she saw him, she wondered that God had been very merciful on her. her life was complete.
"honey, how about we buy this as gifts for our friends back home?" asked Raj
      she was going near him when she collided with someone.this keeps happening in Indian markets. its such a rush always that you cant avoid colliding. she turned to pick up her purse when she saw his face. its been 12years... but she could very well identify him. she didn't say a word and asked Raj to go. 
                   that night she couldn't sleep.. his face had changed, it lacked the charm. but he was still handsome nonetheless. hadn't they collided the fist time they had met? in the same market place? god works in mysterious ways. she avoided coming here just because she didn't want to feel the pain again, and she landed up where it all begun.
                               the first time was on 14th January. 13years ago. strange how she still remembered the exact date! he was tall dark and handsome. a face that could melt any girl's heart. he had helped pick her bag of books that day. and they kept meeting again and again, maybe just by chance. he was smart, she was beautiful. it seemed as if they were predestined to fall in  love. it was a heavenly feeling. she had never felt anything like this before. the world seemed a better place when he was around. he promised her of moon and stars and all the romantic things the world had. they had planned their whole life.. even decided the name of their grand children. it was funny and stupid but it brought smile on he face. life couldn't have been better than this. Deep was her dream come true... 
              and then everything changed. it was so abrupt that she couldn't understand what happened. one day Deep came to her and said "Sikha.. i am breaking up with you. i cant stand this any longer. there is no passion in our relationship and i want it to end" 
"please don't joke like this Deep. you know how much i love you. please don't say like this"
"i am not joking. i am very serious. i have fallen in love with a girl who is so charming that i keep falling in love with her again and again. i want to spend my life with her. so lets end this"
it was a bitter poison. the moment she heard that he had fallen in love with another girl, she had nothing more to say. "you are free to leave" was all she said and left..
               she kept thinking about him day in and day out. she thought maybe it was her fault that she had nothing to hold him back.maybe her love was not that strong. the pain never subsided. it kept burning her heart like an acid that fell in drops. sleep never came to her and she resorted to sedatives. even those didn't help. she kept looking at the pictures they had taken together and the promises they made. her life would never be the same again! only if she knew what she lacked! she would change herself to be with him again.. but after she saw him with a number of girls, she came to know that he was a playboy and nothing more. she was just another girl for her. her pain increased.
                  her parents couldn't see her in this state. one day her best friend Siya came to her and said she knew a person who could solve all her problems. Sikha didn't question anything and went with her. Siya took him to a rickety house that looked so fragile as if it will fall down any moment. inside the house was an old man. he looked as though he was hundred, bent, wrinkles all over his face.. very thin with white hair but a kind face. he asked, " what happened to you?"
his voice was steady unlike his stature. Sikha said nothing...
siya said "she was in.."
but the old man interrupted "i want her to speak. maybe you are her friend, but you can never share her pain"
Sikha cried on hearing his words. he stood there and said nothing, waited for her to calm down. at last she said all that happened. 
                the old man didn't interrupt her. when she was done, he asked. "what do you want now?"
"i don't know"
"do you want him back? do you want him to love you the way you want?"
"no! i want him to feel the pain i went through." said Sikha.
"you want him to feel the pain all his life?" asked the old man again..
"i love him, i cant see him in pain all his life. just for a few days."
"OK. i will make you a potion. you will have to make him drink it and he will fall in deep love with the first person who comes in front of him after he drinks it. make sure you are that person" said the old man. and then he added " its effects will fade in about a month. you sure that you don't want him for life?"
" no that would suffice. i don't want him to spend his life with me without his consent" said Sikha.
they waited till the old man made the potion. when they asked for his fees, he said " i am helping to mend a broken heart. that is my fees. stay happy and never tell anyone about this" 
she came back and added the potion to a box of chocolates {his all time favorite} and asked siya to give it to him and make sure that he eats them. siya did as she was told and then Sikha came in front of Deep.
                          she didn't know what to expect..  all she saw was deep came to her, hugged her and cried. he cried like a child and sikha couldn't help herself. she cried too. after sometime deep said "i love you"
sikha didn't reply. in her heart she knew it wasn't deep who was saying all this, it was the love potion. they kept meeting each other everyday and deep said all the romantic and emotional things in the world. he never even looked at any other girl. he became like the legendary lovers but it was all fake. soon it will fade and life will be back to normal again. once or twice the thought of revisiting the potion maker came to her mind. she could keep him forever... but her conscience didn't allow her to do so.
                         one day she decided that it was time that she walked out on him. only ten days were left for the potion to fade. she had very less time. she packed her bags and left India. she had asked siya to post a letter after a week that she had written for deep.
the letter read.. 


dear deep,
i love you a lot. for the brief time when we were together. i felt such passion for you that i couldn't bear to live without you. i wasnt obsessed with you, but i wanted to bind you in my life with love and care. you fell in love with another girl, that was a tough blow and i can never recover from it. i had nothing to hold you back.. but then i saw you with a number of girls. the pain i underwent for you was unbearable... for once in life i wanted you to feel that pain, the helplessness of being in love.. that is why i made you drink a potion which i had mixed in the chocolates siya gave you that day, that made you fall in love with me. i left you unexpectedly so that you could feel what i had felt then. but do not worry, its effects will fade within a few days and the feelings that bind you to me will die away. i am going far away from all this because i have to start a new life. but you will always be in my heart and i will always love you. please forgive me for hurting you. 
love,
Sikha


that had been the end to it... she moved to California and started over. within a few years she met Raj. even after knowing everything, he wanted to marry her. and she didn't deny. her new life was filled with happiness and Joy made the happiness ten folds. she knew her life was where her family was. and then she closed her eyes..
  then next morning she found a letter on the doorstep of her parent's house where they were staying for the holidays.. her heart stopped beating. it was the handwriting she knew very well. she opened the letter... it read.

dear Sikha,
i was very happy to see your family at the market today. your husband seems like a very good man and your son is a very smart child. he has your eyes and smile. you look beautiful as ever. i was fighting with myself whether i should write you this letter or not, and finally i thought i should, at least for old times' sake. i tried to find you after you left like that, but i couldn't succeed. nobody knew where you went. but before that, i am truly very sorry that i gave you so much pain.. i am sorry that i put you through hell. you did the right thing by making me realize what pain was. i was a playboy.. many girls came and went but you remained in my heart forever. i couldn't bear when you left me and i realized that i deserved it. for all the girls i hurt, i deserved it. the day we met the second time, i was terribly heart broken by the girl  thought i loved. she was just as fake as me. the first person i could think of that day was you. the way you loved me without any expectations.... that came to my mind and when i saw you looking at me, i couldn't hold my tears and i hugged you. honestly i had expected that you will slap me, but you accepted me as i was. we were together again and i thought god had heard my prayers. but nobody goes unpunished for the sins he committed. you left me and since then i have changed. i work for an orphanage and have an old age home too. spending my time with them gives me peace and might help to wash off my sins. you taught me what love was. and another thing, i don't know why you said about that potion, because i never had those chocolates. siya gave them to me, but i was so upset that i thew them right out of my window. anyways life has done justice to me. i am very happy for you. i always love you.
love 
deep
  

Sikha folded the letter, went to Raj and showed him the letter. Raj held her tight and said "cry it all out."

Friday 17 February 2012

LONELINESS

I read this poem somewhere... it touched me so much that i feel sharing it is the best thing i can do.


Years have sped by, time has flown,
to forget you forever, that is what i had sworn,
to wipe all your memories from my heart,
to live on, knowing that we are poles apart...


but often on alone, lonely nights,
when the moon is shining bright,
your thoughts come to my mind,
and ponder, where memories left far behind...


of times we had, both good and bad,
of tears we shared and fun we had,
but what went wrong i have no clue,
but as long as it lasted, i know it was true...


you have touched my life in many ways,
i try explaining, but cannot say.
but you have moved on, and so must i
accept the truth, though with a sigh...


time heals all wounds, but not this one...
the scar remains, the harm is done...
memories are to be treasured, so as they say...
that is why you remain in my heart, to this very day....

Thursday 16 February 2012

THE SCHOOL OF LIFE- PART 2- FRIENDS

In life, we all make friends. some stay forever, some leave us and go for "better" friends, some stab us in our backs, some just walk along and some enjoy doing crazy things with you. i have had my fair share of friends till now and i will continue to make friends as i walk along the path of life.
                 sometimes we find it really easy to get along with some people. we can be our-self around them and they accept us as we are. that is when we consider such people as our friend. we share our laughter and sorrows with them and they become incorporated in our lives. it gives us immense joy even when we are going downhill in life that there are certain people whom we can count upon and when we tell them the silly mistakes we made, wont laugh at us or behind our backs. 
                i have learnt that two people who do not even have same likes and dislikes can be very good friends. degree of similarity is not a measure of friendship[at least according to me]. an essential part of friendship is when one person can feel the pain of another one. every person has certain difficulties in life. if only we can see the problem from their perspective. we can become their worthy friends. just because we don't like something doesn't essentially mean that they are bad. once i read a book where there was a dialogue by the protagonist "
"the devil is not as bad as he is painted,
           i am not that bad as you think me to be"


i could not get that out of my thought. and then i realized that one cant have every bad quality in him/her. there is always something appreciable in everyone but we often have so many presumptions that we skip the good parts of them. there is always a friend in every person. usually we are so blind that we cant see them.
     i have learnt that sometimes when friends mock us, they actually want us to improve. their intention is not to hurt us but to bring out the best in us. ever thought when friends comment us on our accent? or on our dressing sense? what good would it do to them if we speak better or wear better outfits? nothing. it will only improve our personality. still every-time someone comments on us, we backfire just like a gun that recoils after a shot [i know Newton's third law.. but it doesn't need to be applied in relationships]
         i have learnt that when friends are angry, sometimes they have the right to be angry. expecting that everyone will go according to your version of the story doesn't always hold good.you are not the only one who has a bad temper. one should have enough patience to look beyond that annoyance and wait for the other person to cool down. giving a few moments wont hurt. it can definitely save many arguments.
         i have learnt that people don't always behave in the same manner. many a time i have heard people saying that he/she has changed... but what i feel is that its not people who change... its the situations that changes. we all just act according to the situation. a person who is nice to you, wont always behave nicely. accepting this small fact will have a huge impact on personal relationships. haven't we behaved rudely to people without any reasons whatsoever? 
      i have learnt that there might be something bad going on in somebody's life and we may not be the reason for it. blaming our-self for something we haven't done creates a void in mind that keeps on echoing "you are the culprit". not everyone has the patience to make us understand that we are not it. a person is going through problems and we keep nagging about "i am so sorry"... doesn't that sound irritating?
     i have learnt that there are people whom you expect to kick your ass when you are going downhill but they actually help you stand up and then you realize that he/she never had anything against you and a beautiful relationship was already blossoming underneath just like the fungi that grows below the ground. 
     i have learnt that there will always be people who will laugh at your silly jokes, no matter how many times you repeat them... 
   i have learnt that there will always be people who will sit beside you and say nothing and after a while you feel that you had the best conversation of life.
   i have learnt that there will always be people slap you when somebody leaves you and then hug you tight and say "cry it all out. i am here and always will be"
   i have learnt that  there will always be people who will eat your sandwiches and then take you out for lunch...
i have learnt that there will always be people who will fight dirty for you knowing that it was your fault..
   i have learnt that there will always be people who will stand with you knowing that you will lose....
  i have learnt that these "people" are the best part of life and we call them as FRIENDS and we should never let go of them... life without them.... INCOMPLETE
 

Monday 13 February 2012

VALENTINES DAY

My heart bleeds to see you with another girl..
i was but once your only girl..
on this valentines day,
i keep looking on the way
on which you went and never turned back,
to see whether i lived or went away..
i try convincing my heart,
but the tears never stop.
i guess i will forget you,
when my heart finally stops...
of laughs i shared with you,
of your promises that never came true..
i treasure these memories in my heart,
and dream that you and i never went apart..
i still remember everything we used to do..
the times we used to spend, when i just kept looking at you,
i thought that you were my dream come true,
but i should have known that it was too good to be true.
how do i tell you how much i love you?
may be that doesn't even matter to you..
for you i was only a toy..
which you changed when i was of no more joy...
i am a fool to be crying for you..
but isn't love only for fools?
you were clever that you walked out on me,
and still playing the game with another name....
its so helpless to be in love,
the pain never subsides,
the scar still burns..
yet you laugh with some chick...
may be you don't even remember me...

Tuesday 7 February 2012

THE "AWWWW" VIRUS

"cats mew,
cows moo,
lions roar ; and
girls awwww"


This is a "status" that i came across in Fb[no doubt by a sexist man/boy] last night and it seemed so interesting to me that i decided to dedicate this post to the famed "aww virus".

MYTH REGARDING THE SYNDROME
  1. dear men, we don't aww 24.7 and we definitely do not aww at every person and situation. taking my own example, i came across the word just a year ago. i ll admit that i have used it.. but not often[we are allowed to be a little mushy]over use of this word sounds repulsing...   [honestly guys.. at times it sounds as if one wants to puke]. 

2. someone said that "girls aww at least 25 times a day" sweetheart... its neither an exercise to be performed at a regular pace to keep ourselves fit nor its a medicine that we need to take in order to maintain our figure. so not all of us have the habit to aww that much. then again time kiske paas hai? 

3. "girls aww when they have no other expression" that is not true at all.....
     "awwww" quite an expression... huh! through this expression mostly girls show that they care... since "some" girls are poor in vocabulary... they go for the "universal language of care" [aww]. its not their fault. 
please do not blame them for it. [ab har koi dictionary to ghol ke nehi baitha hai na]

4. we do not aww at every cat and dog.

5. its not only girls who aww. i have often heard boys aww. in fact they do [admit it and please do not as "saboot hai kya?"]. but people don't notice them because they aww "carefully"... so that none of their friends come to know of it. "waat laga denge yaar" and another thought might be "kahin unhe shak na ho ki mein beech ka hun". here i advice girls to record a clip when your guy awws. you can blackmail them with it :P
                                                 
   now that we are done with some of the myths, i would like to tell you all why certain girls use the word often...

1. they cant find better words to express themselves
2. they think it sounds cute [pura googli woogli woosh type.... cho cute na]
3. awwing will get them closer to guys.. [its a fact]
         
                            now i come to the basic reason why we "aww"
dear men, 
what do you expect us to say when you tell us your nick name? should the expression be like "OMG! that's the cutest name i have heard" no it cant be... coz we have heard the names before. hence we "aww" so that you do not get hurt.

                        what expression you want us to give when you talk of your injuries that you had in nursery? [yes accept it men, we know mostly you fake it to get attention... and honestly you remember nursery? tab bhi kisi aur ko dekh rahe hoge]. you seek "attention and care" ; we aww. because girls love to talk about themselves... and your nursery stories certainly do not entertain us. [karna hai to hamari tareef karo :P]

   what would you like us to say when you show a picture of yours in diapers with puffed cheeks? yes you look cute. but that doesn't mean you will keep showing us the pic time and again and would expect fresh comments from us every time... that is sheer torture guys. hum bhi bachpan mein cute the. so we resort to "aww" so that "ek word aur kaam khatam". intrestingly you dont mind if we keep saying aww every time we see the same pic but you have a problem if we say "so cute" for the second time... immediately you say "janu tumne last time bhi yehi bola tha".. ab itne words kahan se laaye hum?

               there are certain boys who want a "baby" "koochi koo" "chweetheart" "chweetu" 'teddy bear" [even they wont mind polar bear] at the end of every sentence we say. guys... we know how to speak properly.. why do you want us to speak as if we are still 3years old? it makes us sound like the female version of "koi mil gaya's hritik". 
                                              the younger generation [i am not old but these days kids like to called young] uses this word a lot and the affected population [by the virus] is high. very rarely i hear my friends [girls] awwing... the aww flu hasn't affected us much... but these may be the early symptoms :D
    guys, before you blame us of awwing at every cat, dog, pic, shirt, tee shirt, shoes, handkerchief, watch, even underwear of yours... please remember that girls who aww often either are constipated by your uncountable efforts to seek attention or you should gift them a dictionary-thesaurus for this valentine's day
     and girls... please "aww"  only when its genuine. koi baat pasand nehi hai.. saaf kaho... don't hide behind this aww...
P.S. did you all "awww" at the picture at the starting of this post???? :P

                           

Sunday 5 February 2012

THE SO CALLED "LOVE"

 I had but once the taste of love...
a bitter chocolate, a sweet poison.....
i heard but once the voice of love...
it spoke of darkest truths and brightest lies....
i saw but once the heart of love....
a tranquil wrath, a brutal kindness....
i saw but once the eyes of love...
the ecstatic tears, the aching smiles...
 i perceived but once the nature of love....
a deceiving angel, a devoted devil....
i heard but once the laughter of love...
a pleasant shriek, a maddening melody....
once i tried to define LOVE...
an endless passion, an insane animosity....
every time i tried to talk of love,
it brought opposites together....