Khaanabadosh

Khaanabadosh hum fir aa pahunche hain doston
Ek nayi khoobsoorat zameen par
Saath me sapnon in razai hai, ummeedon ki lau
Khud pe yakeen ki laathi hai
Purane kuchh doston ke diye rishton ke beej sambhal rakhein hain
Fir is mousam ki zindagi boni hai
Jab tak logon ke dil yahan bhi banjar na ho jayein
Tab tak kuchh shaamein kaatni hain

Khaanabadosh hum fir aa pahunche hain

Way to life

On the treadmill as a beginner when I increase the speed, I panted at every degree of increase 3, 4, 5, 6 KMPH. Then I walked at a speed of 6KMPH for 5min. Thereafter when I decreased the speed, I felt relaxed even at speeds that had made me pant earlier.
I couldn't help thinking, can't we apply this to dear old life, when we choose to increase the level of efforts, a little less trouble will seem like a break.
And that's the best possible, coz life will never be without times that need effort.
One has to find a way to find breaks within that maze of times hard and a little less hard.

He should be....

He should be ....

Tall, Fair or a little dusky, a face of straight lines, with lips pulled in.

Clean hands, clear lines on Palm, few veins sticking out.

Coffee on table, book beside, enjoying his own company.

An eye for beauty, a ear for the sounds of nature. Well traveled, well moved around.
Not only lives but sees life
Sees people for what they are. Unconventional, laid back and serious about business at the same time

Treats a person as a person first.
Soffisticated, suave, respects people
Soil with soil and rain with rain

Not hesitant to go out of the way at times, impulsive at times, doesn't think in moments that are worth only living
Humble, yet aware of his abilities
A kids laughter...
A man's poise
A lover's heart
And a doers resolve

Can hear the melody of silence
Can feel the quiet entailed in a crowd

This will moult and bring out the butterfly
And perhaps life could be close to what could be :)

I Love You

The most beautiful truth and the ugliest lie a man can say is...I love you. It is even deadlier when you are lying to yourself

It's growing cold by the second....

What do you do when the one shoulder you could have leaned on goes cold

The one fireplace that was supposed to keep the house warm and welcome refuses to glow

You come running to break into a pair of arms but you see them crossed, closed

You sob and pray, and bow waiting for a caress on your head but hear no approaching footsteps

You see a dream together and wait all the years to celebrate its fulfillment but you don't see it reflected in the other pair of eyes

You tap and pull the shoulders;
You burn your fingers trying to light the fireplace;
You beat his chest with your fists to open the pair of arms;
You get up from your prayer, wipe your tears walk all the way to the other door;
You try to remind the other heart about the dreams you saw together

But the coldness prevails

You shrug your shoulders
Fold your fingers into a lotus;
Treasure your dreams in that lotus;
Wrap it in warmth of the fire burning in your heart;
Submerge it in your tears;
Keep the lotus close to your heart;
Close your eyes with a wet warmth under the eye lids;
Go into a slumber half awake, scared to see any more dreams

Love does not hurt or...?

Every erratic behaviour is not a display of love just because it is by someone who is supposed to love you.

It is true that we get hurt most by the people we love the most. But it doesn't imply that they should get proactive and take the responsibility of hurting us thoroughly.

If anyone claims that the person hurts you because the person loves you, then let them fool themselves alone.

Remember there is a difference between getting hurt owing to your own heart and being hurt by someone's acts intended to hurt you.

Love does not injure it heals.
It does not hurt it soothes.
It does not punish..it accompanies u in every hardship.

Else it is not love

Dear Heart...

One step at a time
If Your wish is to take me across this river with dreams as steps
Where I can only have one foot on any of the dreams at a time
and never stand with both the feet on any one dream for fear of falling and sinking in the river
Where I cannot so much as turn to appreciate the dream on the last step for fear of falling and sinking in the river
 
Pray do not make the dreams so alluring, that I fear falling and sinking in the dreams

Pray do not make the promise of slumber and the softness of the bed so rest assuring that I fear falling and sinking in the bed



This once I want to see what happens if I linger on a step.... if I delay the next dream (Yes there has always been a next dream.. I denounce it sulkily at times though) 



When your heart beats for another, and you believe the other bleeds for yours

And at the same time the other makes you feel smarting under it's miserliness of expression

At times you know that the other cares but do not want to believe it, for you will have to accept and submit to this eternal waiting for few drizzles of the other emoting

At times you feel the other does not care but do not want to believe it, for you will have to go through the painful unwanted discovery that it meant nothing... all of it.. was for nothing

When you do not know and you do not want to know

Pray for a state

when you do not know and you want to know

which is open armed surrender of cognition

then let yourself flow to a state

when you do know and you want to know 

and then  you say

Thy will be done... 

Till such time...hold on dear heart. Just a little more.... help is on the way... solace is on the way... happiness will come to stay with you for a little longer this time, for once life will look at you with committal eyes.... don't loose hope.. hold on a little more....

The same eyes will light up at your sight... the same lips will bloom at the hint of your steps.... 

Amen