You and I.
We’re a crazy two.
The words we say.
The things we do.

They called me a nutcase.
They who? Well of course my friends.
They said I need to calm my horses.
They said I’m out of hands.

So when I met you I thought
Hey! I’ve found my match.
You make me hum, you make me laugh.
I thought, Okay, what’s the catch?

There was none then.
There still aint one.
You and I are made for fun.
We back hug and we kissy face.
We knock knock and we run away.

So why is all this ramble?
And why is all this now?
Well,
I know you like to hear me say
Just how much I’m in love.

(Photo courtesy: http://trippendicular.blogspot.de/)

This realization is hitting me hard
making me sad
making me cringe
tearing me, all of me, apart!

A simple deliverance it might have been for someone,
this news of our existence – ceasing to exist!
How it changes me, my life, my every day
When they wont be a part of any of this.

How can I be calm, at peace?
When they’ll be out there, restless, searching,
trying to find a new means of survival.
How can I be at, any, ease?

Lost, sad, afraid, tearful, anxious.
Here, I am.
I know not, why I survived?
At least, our sorrow could have been the same.

What it was or what it is, I care less
What mattered was you, then and now
And I will see that that’s how it stays

Then it was attraction,
I the subject who objectified the ‘you’
You being the driver of my reckless do’s

Then it was adamance,
An urge, a greed
Now all there is, is the need

What was in me has changed
A fire that was there
Now all there is, a spark, but that’s enough

I have you
I am the one who made the choice
And I am surviving, a pleasure

All I need to say is
Then it was you, and today too
And from where I see, it will always be you

Enjoy one more great piece of art from the same friend who likes to stay anonymous, who I have now nicknamed – BaeNaam!

Jab pucchaa to sach bayaan na kar paayaa
Ab sacchai se zyada khud se darta hun

Kaise izhar karu ke ab tu sirf ek zaroorat hai
Jab chaahat kisi aur ke dil me chuppaaye baitha hun

Wafaa ki meesaal ban baitha tha
Meri parchhai bhi teri muskuraahat ke wajah thi
Ab jab unke darmiaan hotaa hun
Toh tere gum ki bhi fikar nahi rahi

For my Hindi readers:

Ek Dost tha mera apna sa
Kuch begaani baaton se wo khafa ho gaya
Na usne, na maine kuch kaha
Waqt guzarta raha aur wo juda ho gaya

Ek maasumiyat thi jo hamein baandhey rakhi thi
Baarisho mein jab bheega karte thae saath saath
Ek barsaat mein saans kuch ruk si gayi
Dil dhadka fir toh jawaa ho gaya

Sardiyo mein jab mila karte thae nukkad par
Jhapat kar gale lag jaati thi uskae
Ek dafaa saanso ki garmi chhoo gai
Toh chehra ye sharam se pheeka ho gaya

Ladta tha mujhse wo
Jhagadta tha, kabhi hass padta tha
Din bhar buss usi se batiyaati rehti mein
Baato baato mein jaane kab pyar ho gaya

Din kat te gaye aur raatein dhalti gai
Doori gumshuda aur nazdiki badhti gai
Usae toh shaayad pata bhi nahi tha
Yaar hi tha wo mera jo phir dildar ho gaya

Mein hi nahi thi yun chanchal lekin
Dil to uska bhi machal raha tha
Chhupana to usae khoob aaya
Bohot der ho gai jab mujhe pata chal gaya

“Kaash mujhe khabar hoti
Toh yun dur na hone deti tumhein
Kahaan gayi wo maasumiyat
Kyu apna milna bura ho gaya?

Ek tu hi to tha mera apna sa
In dilo kay bawandar mein kyun khafa ho gaya
Na tune mujhe, na maine tujhe roka
Waqt guzar gaya aur tu judaa ho gaya.”

For My Hindi readers:

एक दोस्त था मेरा अपना सा
कुछ बेगानी बातों से वो खफ़ा हो गया
ना उसने, ना मैने कुछ कहा
वक्त गुज़रता रहा और वो जुदा हो गया

एक मासुमियत थि जो हमें बांधे रखी थि
बारिशो में जब भीगा करते थै साथ साथ
एक बरसात में सांस कुच रुक सी गयी
दिल धदका फ़िर तो जवां हो गया

लडता था मुझसे
वो झगडता था, कभि हस पडता था
दिन भर बस उसि से बतियाति रेहती में
बातो बातो में जाने कब प्यार हो गया

सरदियो मेन जब मिला करते थै नुक्कड पर
झपट कर गले लग जाति थि उसके
एक दफ़ा सांसो कि गरमि छू गयी
तो चेहरा ये शरम से फीका हो गया

दिन कट ते गये और रातें ढलति गयी
दूरि गुमशुदा और नज़दिकि बढति गयी
उसे तोह शायद पता भी नहिं था
यार हि था वो मेरा जो फिर दिलदार हो गया

मैं हि नहि थि युं चंचल लेकिन
दिल तो उसका भि मचल रहा था
छुपाना तो उसे खूब आया
बोहोत देर हो गयी जब मुझे पता चल गया

“काश मुझे खबर होति
तो युं दुर ना होने देति तुमहें
कहां गयी वो मासुमियत
कयु अपना मिलना बुरा हो गया?

एक तु हि तो था मेरा अपना सा
इन दिलों के बवनडर में कयुं खफ़ा हो गया
ना तुने मुझे, ना मैने तुझे रोका
वक्त गुज़र गया और तू जुदा हो गया।”

When we’ve argued and had a dispute

When all our conversations have gone mute

When words stop birthing and thoughts don’t grow

You have no idea darling, I feel so poor and low

When there’s no chit-chat and talking between us

When a tiny little thing turns into such a big fuss

When we don’t talk, there’s no soothing noise

I wonder what to do, I have no choice

The wall turns pale and the furniture stares at me

Within our home, they’re witnesses of my misery

I feel so cruelled and helpless with everything around

When we’re constantly quarreling, but without a sound

My vision goes blurred and the sun fades away

My mind goes blank and dull goes the day

For days and nights, when our eyes don’t meet

Neither mornings, nor at evenings we greet

Lost is the love and emotions shattered

Only ashes we have, of all that mattered

We don’t even know of what went wrong

No, ya I know, nothing really went wrong…!

Then, why does it take such a long time…?

Is there no cure, no quick regime…?

Inside my heart, I bleed and suffer

Please for once, let your ego surrender

My heart, I feel is tied up tight

There’s so much sorrow and less delight

Why do you always, have to prolong and delay…?

Couldn’t you this time, refute my dismay…?

Am I the only one to break the ice forever…?

Don’t take me for granted baby, I can’t always pamper…!

O my love, I hope you will value

How much eternal, my love is for you

Pretending that I’m watching everything but you

I constantly gaze and steal glimpses of you

I wish for once you could reciprocate and be fair

To the labors I’ve always done in doing the repair

Don’t you care for the twinkle in my eye…?

That, for every little reason you easily let it die

I wish that some day you show some good concern

And realize that I’m waiting, this time it’s your turn

So come and hold me, make me cry out all my pain

Tell me honey that you’re sorry for being late again

Baby you don’t know, I’ll feel so nice and light

I’ll really say nothing but “it’s okay… it’s alright”

But again my love, when the next time this occurs

Please promise me, it’ll not be me who suffers

That you’ll not take too much of a wait time

Just assure me of that and I promise it’ll all be fine

Neither yours nor my heart should suffer and bleed

To make it beautiful, some promises are all we need

A promise to stay happy, a promise to be fair

A promise to love and a promise to care

But alas, right now I really feel so poor

We don’t talk; we don’t look at each other

My voice within is choking, I’m dying

Too much it seems, my soul is crying

I want it back and I want it like before

Nothing less than “that love”, and nothing more

Holding hands, when we sleep at nights

While we smile again and forget our fights

When we don’t talk, when I don’t hear your voice

I wonder, when again there will be reason to rejoice

It’s my only prayer, may good times soon return…!

May pain pass out and take a jolly turn…!

Let us again, recover the bliss

Let us again, share a goodnight kiss

And one more thing, I want to declare

That, I for you will always be there

And these feelings of mine, while I am narrating

I want you to know that I’ll continue waiting

So please my love, come back soon

Sit on my lap and watch the moon

And tomorrow there will be a brighter sunrise

Our days of courtship will once more reprise…!!!

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*** Above lines are a work of fiction and purely imaginary; nothing relating to the author’s own circumstances. Hence, it is modestly requested for this not to be perceived as a reflection of the writer’s personal emotions in a relationship. However, a lot of us who are in a relationship may as well be able to relate to these emotions due to the very nature of relationships as to how complex they are and that, quarrels & clashes are parts and parcels of the bond of love that binds the individuals involved. It is hoped that this unreal (to the author) tale of feelings which is made-up to express the sentiments one runs through when having quarreled with his/her beloved, is reasonably relatable; and that, it is able to give all of us a view into our other (better) half’s perceptions of how he/she would have felt when we had sometime disregarded their right to expect us to break the ice and pamper not our ego but the relationship…

 … Hearty condolences to all those lovers in this world, who couldn’t unfortunately take the pressure and gave up

… For admiration and tribute to all those survivors who several times overcame such tough phases and progressed positively ahead

… For the Inspiration and encouragement of present/future lovers to handle delicate situations with care

Ek sadak hai jo chalti jaati hai
Hamein apne ghar tak le aati hai
Waise toh woh har kadam saath rehti hai apne
Kabhi kisi mode pe bichhad jaati hai magar

Saath mai hai jo khet dur dur tak
Sach kahein to hai wo tanha zameen
Kahin kahin kuch paedo ki chhaao hai
Jiske chhoone se wo machal jaate hai aksar

Guzartey hain unn raahon se roz
Jo le chalti hai humein apne thikaane par
Gaur se dekhte hain jab unhe
Udaas aur sooni nazar aati hai aksar

Ek ye raah hai aur ek wo khet
Ek hai hum
Inme kaun tanha hai aur kaun soona
Hum tey nahi kar paate hai aksar

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For my Hindi readers:

एक सड़क है जो चलती जाती है
हमें अपने घर तक ले आती है
वैसे तो वो हर कदम साथ रहती है अपने
कभी किसी मोड पे बिछड़ जाती है मगर

साथ मे है जो खेत दूर दूर तक
सच कहें तो है वो तन्हा ज़मीन
कहीं कहीं कुछ पेड़ो की छाओ है
जिसके छूने से वो मचल जाते है अक्सर

गुज़रते हैं उन राहों से रोज़
जो ले चलती है हूमें अपने ठिकाने पर
गौर से देखते हैं जब उन्हे
उदास और सूनी नज़र आती है अक्सर

एक ये राह है और एक वो खेत
एक है हम
इनमे कौन तन्हा है और कौन सूना
हम तेय नही कर पाते है अक्सर

I know its been a while since I posted something, but it hasn’t really bean a while that I wrote something. Infact, in the 10 years that I have been writing since, the max I’ve ever taken to write any poem has been about 45 minutes… but this one, this one has taken the most time I’ve ever spent on a single poem, almost about a month.

Why? I don’t know, may be what I felt was too complicated and may be what I felt, I never felt before! And even after I took all this time to write it I don’t know if I have accomplished what I aspired to! May be you can tell me, may be you understand it more than I do… May be, who knows?!

To read the poem, please click on the image, and then click once again to zoom into it… sorry for the trouble, but I could not find a better way to lay it out…

Image courtesy: artmgallery

This may not be the first time I quote what my brother always says… ‘Appreciation is a writer’s biggest inspiration’… and I feel it, always! Yes it does give me feeling of strength, pride and all them good things… but most important, it inspires me to write, more and better…

This one is for one of those friends. I had no clue that he knew about my blog, and not just that – my friend has been a regular reader, and not just that, my next article is waited upon too!! Flattering of course! And I think – there may be many more like him, and may be not…

Again, the intentions are mostly to make sure I am not giving up on one of my favorite things – write! So here I write again, put together a few thoughts, hopefully they do what they always do!

All steps don’t leave footprints

Sometimes we walk just too light
Or maybe on the shores that are washed away every night

Not knowing that we touch the sand
To leave the impressions- those are highly volatile
That’s maybe how I also touched your hand
Aah those memories, I wish they, too, were fragile

So that whenever I would touch them
They would break up into pieces
And if I ever wanted to go back
There would be no sign or no traces

How I wish my heart was like the sand on a beach
No one could have ever marred
How I wish my heart was out of your reach
My happiness, you could have never barred

Oh though, you must know this
Your going away does not bother me
More so, I shall say I often pity you
For the truth that you could never see

And my tears, salted as the mighty sea
Have washed it all away,
Yes, I have gotten over you
Good thing I chose not to stay!

Yes I pity you,
How you failed yourself
I hope you get to feel now
What you have never felt

May Be – all steps do leave footprints
When you walk along the wet shores of a sea
Tho’ the waters do come to wash them
If they were not meant to be