Thursday, November 25, 2010

Little house...

In the little house
upon the hill
A while ago
that we had built
under the moon that smiles so sweet
under the sky with hopes so bleak
the bed's unmade
the garden unkempt
the floor unclean
the flowers are dead
but you and me
in this little house
we once had built
and now we are back

Just you and me
and no one else
washed in the rain
made pure again
we have lived this place
in every way
the summer, the fall
four seasons a day
by and by
and brick by brick
we have built this house
in this little world
just you and me
and no one else
to this little house
we'll give life again

I'll follow you
wherever you go
down the creek and up the hill
right behind
tracing steps
to our house upon the hill
and smiling as you open the gates
as you take my hand and lead me in
where the bed's unmade
and life is dead
but the memories are still intact
untouched, unharmed
so pure and white
you and me
no one else in sight
together again
after all this while
We'll be safe
In our house tonight...

Saturday, October 16, 2010

I always know..

When the day is bright
and the sky is blue
when the clouds smile
like angels too
I know that you are thinking of me

When a butterfly passes me on the street
whenever I get an unexpected treat
all those times when I smile for no reason at all
and whenever anything breaks my fall
I know you are whispering prayers for me

Whenever there is an approaching storm
the sky is grey and hope is gone
and I suddenly find shelter beneath
some old roof in the wild heath
I know it is you protecting me

When I am in pain, broken and lost
when I cant find my way back at all
some song is played in my heart
and I know I just won't fall apart
because you're there,
always there with me

And when I breathe and when I cry
whenever my heart beats out of time
I always know
Just somehow know
I just crossed your mind...

Do it anyway...

This isn't by me... Its by Mother Teresa.. But it inspires me to be my best everyday... I thought it would be a good thing to share it!!

People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered;
Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind,
people may accuse you of selfish ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful,
you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank,
people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building,
someone could destroy overnight.
Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness,
they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today,
people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have,
and it may never be enough;
Give the best you've got anyway.

You see, in the final analysis
it is between you and God;
it was never between you and them anyway.

I had this feeling today evening. One of those feelings that you get by intuition or may be some instinct that something that I have been waiting for is about to happen. I spent the whole evening today really happy. My heart kept fluttering and nothing anybody said or did made me angry at all. Because I was going to get what I had been waiting for. That hope was enough to keep me happy. Not just this evening, but probably , forever.
I think this is what life is about.
When you have a dream, when you know that what you want will happen someday, that little hope becomes the reason for your existence. It does not matter what it might be. It does not even matter what lies on the other side of the mountain you are so happily climbing. It does not even matter if the mountain even has an end or not. You might even be living on the hope of doing something and don’t even do it.
Ultimately, it all comes back on just the hope, because until hope remains, life is a bliss everyday.
And so as I said, I don’t know what happened today evening. Maybe it was the little kid who smiled back at me on the road. May be it was the wonderful time I had with my friend today. Or may be it was just the fact that it rained today in my city and I got wet. May be god had put a cheering charm on me or something.
Whatever it was, I still don’t get it.
But nevertheless, I looked up at the sky and said thank you anyways. Because I think it was god’s way of telling me that he still cares and loves me a lot…

Friday, October 8, 2010

When the rain comes down
I can hear the sky cry

Listen to it, it won't fall forever
catch every tear
of sorrow and joy
Hear every story
Of love and life

When I hear the sky
I hear you too
I hear you calling out to me
Your voice stays in the wind
its whispered back to me by the trees

I hear you from this side of the glass
You speak to me from the other side
Only a thin sheet of art
Keeps the two of us apart
But I won't open the windows yet
For the fear of things rushing too fast

I hear you when I close my eyes
and the wind soothes my tormented soul
It carries your song along with it
I hear it and I sing along
My heart melts in the beauty of it

So listen to the falling rain tonight
I know you'll hear my voice too
For we must not meet as yet
The meeting hour shall wait some more
but you must sing, without fail
so waiting shall not hurt no more...

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Shadows beneath those eyes...

In the shadows under those eyes
I still see the ghost of our past
It lingers in your heart
It still haunts the inside of your head

You go through every memory
one by one, each second of your day
Wishing I wouldn't come back
wishing I would fade away

You are confused, frustrated
You don't know how to react
You left me years ago
Why does it all keep rushing back?

You sleep, you eat
You go out in the park
you try to work
sit alone in the dark

But you see me in your dreams
and in every stranger's face
you try to erase me
I set your heart ablaze

You pretend you are happy
that you are so alright
but inside you are hollow
in darkness too bright

And now you search for me
so you can go back in time
but till my heart bleeds
I'll stay right there in the shadows
beneath your tired eyes...

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

He built me long ago...
they called me a master-piece
with wings of stone and extinguished eyes
my proportion was perfect
I reflected power
even when inside I was rusted
my marble shone
a reminder of pure grace
my smile perfect
a blend of beauty and innocence
they could see me breathing
I was almost human

Standing on the crossroads
I could say what other living creatures could not

They called me " the angel"
with my wings of stone and my heart of lead

An angel who couldn't love
who was not even alive

If only I could speak
and could tell them
that I wasn't the angel they needed
and that angels were around them all the time
with hearts that felt and eyes that were kind
the humans who could feel

And not put faith in a stone sculpture like me
but in people who knew how to love...

Saturday, August 28, 2010

I was born colorful
don't paint me black

paint me green
and i would go wild
paint me white
and I'll go senile
paint me blue
and you'll find no end
paint me brown
and i just won't bend
paint me red
and my heart is yours
paint me yellow
and I'll be lost
give me colors
and I'll be bright
paint me black
and i am out of sight!!!

Saturday, August 21, 2010

My Night and Day...

Often, sitting alone at night
when all is dark ,in a metaphorical sense
'cause day is when the hopes are bright
and night when hatred is intense
I often look at the faded pictures
of things I lost on my way here
reading the clues in those silent scriptures
of the mystery that will never be clear
of life, and things it promised me
and where I slipped to deserve these tears...

I wish i had looked around and seen
you watching me with loving eyes
and how you make my tears giggle
and make me smile with innocent lies
I wish I had known whats night and day
I wish I had seen you shine bright
and then I had known what a fool I was
to be black when I was being painted white...

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Turn around and face me...

Turn around to face me...
Show me the tears in your eyes
Show me my hatred and my lies
Show me the heart that paid a price

Turn around and face me...
Point your finger on my face
Your warm body in my cold embrace
The love that put you to disgrace

Turn around and face me...
Point your righteous gun at me
Pull the trigger and set me free
Of your excruciating apathy

Turn around and tell the world...
How I tore your heart apart
How sweetly i called you my sweetheart
and murdered your innocent heart

And then turn around and answer me
Did you ever figure out who i was?
Ever accepted my perfect flaws?
Ever wondered what goes on behind
every time the curtain falls?

I was never what you thought i was
will never be an image of desires
coz frost can never be the fire
You cannot see the invisible
And will never defeat the invincible
If you are moonbeam, i am the lightening in the sky
the wrath, the power, the nature's cry
If you are the river, I am the endless sea
Too deep and large for you to be

You cannot bind or hold me
You cannot bend or mold me
Just let me be myself for a while
and i might come back with a smile
But till then forgive me and bid farewell
I'll be back as soon as i feel well!!

Wednesday, July 14, 2010


Sometimes while walking down the road of my life
I wonder
'bout the significant and the insignificant
'bout truth and lies
'bout true and false
'bout everything and nothing at all
'bout love and war
'bout peace and humility

And that is when i know where you come in
'To make me rise above it and show me where tranquility lies'
not in a dreamless sleep
not in a passionless state
not in kindness and humanity
but in a heart so deep where all hatred can happily dissolve
and loving someone like you've never loved anybody before...
In the sound of quite, deep breathing
and a heart beating for another.
Not in collecting your shattered pieces and sticking them together
but in saving other people's heart even when you know
that yours will never be able to be the same again.

And last, but certainly not the least,
In giving, when you know that you might not receive anything in return, or otherwise, at all...

Sunday, July 11, 2010

“I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you."

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Dear Copycat, With love...

We were the faces of the same coin...
when i rose high, you fell down
and as i smiled, you only frowned
you hated it when i loved something
though you had just everything

When one day the coin was flipped again...
we landed beside a calm lake
you landed below me like always
you saw me shine inside the water
that was when you began the slaughter
of what i had, and what i liked
you became my evil side
you became my image in the lake
unhappy with yourself, you became fake

so when i smiled, you laughed out loud
and when i spoke, an echo rebounds
whatever I wrote, you scripted it
and whatever I did, you copied it

I know I might sound mean to you…
But really, its not my fault
I hate all this, and that is all

But you’ve to know that you’ll always be…
Something so prone to destruction
So fragile and so vague
That’s what happens to things so fake
I say you must admire the ground
And I am even ready to flip around
So that you find your own identity
And stop being a threat to my originality…

Saturday, June 12, 2010

The invincible Knight...

Pick yourself up off the ground
you know you have to turn around
for the tasks that you have left undone
due to the heat from the ruthless sun

You gotta look up towards the sky
gather yourself up and start to try
you have done it before, you'll do it again
you've nothing to lose, only to gain

believe in yourself, as i believe in you
be the hero you've always wanted to
and enter the battle, your head held high
fight with the old " do or die"

you created a mess, you'll clear it now
you know the answers, you know the 'how'
you can pave your own way as you go along
be silent like the river so strong

you're the hero, the villain as well
be free to look around and dwell
on the past, the future and present too
just tread along the way you've wanted to

you've lost nothing you've ever had
you know things are not that bad
come up and fight, with all your might
you're born to be the invincible knight...

Friday, June 11, 2010

Reading with Insight...

I was reading harry potter and the half blood prince the other day. Though it was like the eighth time i was reading the book, i found some lines i had never paid attention to before..
they were something like this..
"It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew - and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents - that there was all the difference in the world."...
These lines had a great impact on me. For those who have read the book know exactly what it means, but for those who haven't, these lines could mean so much more.

Life gives us so many things to fight for... love, freedom, rights and above all, it always poses some or the other difficulty just when we know things are going right.
so this means, that we have to fight anyways. whether things go our way or not, whether we like it or not and whether we wish it or not. there will always be a lot of things to fight for and against. you cannot runaway from things forever, because you'll then end up fighting a mental battle with your own self, judging yourself all the time, probably even in a harsh and cruel manner.
so basically, the battles have to be fought.
now the choice is up to you, to emerge gallantly victorious or to sneak out from the battleground.
The latter seems easy yet it takes more courage to be a coward than to stand up and fight.


This is a poem i wrote long ago. I wanted to write something fresh but it just wouldn't come. so i guess I'll just do with this... (This is one of my favourite poems)

I saw a flower grow behind my yard
Its stem so soft but the ground so hard
And yet he blossomed with the rising sun
Curious about the lessons he was to learn
He faced the sun with twinkling eyes
His soul was true and it knew no lies
In the river below he saw himself
The nature smiled at his innocence

As the day passed by it grew so hot
In the scorching sun he felt so caught
He shut his eyes, so full of tears,
The revolting nature filled with fears
He became tensed, wanted to run away
To back to his past and find his way
He cursed the nature, which took offence
The flower began to lose his innocence

The evening came with different colours
The shades of grey and the sky grew duller
The clouds thundered, it began to rain
The flower screamed for help but in vain
The river now reflected an image so vague
The flower shed his petals and grew so fake
Why nobody heard, he couldn’t make sense
The flower was deprived of his innocence

The night came on and harder it grew.
The flower knew not what he should do
His voice was drowned with the noise of rain
His naked flesh now bled with pain
He prayed so hard to the clouds abound
But his cry for mercy was again drowned
The stem was breaking, the pain intense
The flower died, so did his innocence

But a new sun rose in the morning sky,
The rain had ceased now the birds could fly
I went early morning, behind my yard
Where the ground was soft and no more hard
And I saw the remains of that innocent life
Whose body had been through pain and strife
Petals and stem still showed brilliance
But dead lay an innocence

But some things they say never die
So I know, as the time passes by
The petals will mix with the new soil
And then, if the nature toils
Soon I will see another flower
In a blessed divine hour
And then the nature will smile again
At the never ending innocence...

Friday, June 4, 2010

A song i still sing...

Its been a while since i sang that song
i guess i am afraid to get the notes wrong
the song's not easy, yet simple and pure
and every time i hear it, i feel secure

you wrote it for me, you remember or not
when i was tired and comfort i sought
you sang it to me, but you were losing faith
i don't know how, but you lost your face

i tried to sing your song back to you
i thought it might work for you too
and as you bled, though i sang the song
you just kept bleeding all day long

but you finally opened your eyes again
you lost faith in me, you turned away
you left me alone in the storm
you were okay now, but i was torn

but i want you to know i still sing
the same song you once wrote for me
it couldn't help you but it helps me survive
and every time i sing it, my soul revives

because i guess that it was just my song
it expressed your love, not mine
and though you say you don't love me anymore
the song tells me your love's alive...

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

No name...

This is a song with no name at all
like a dream with no aim at all
a stone that breaks the water's surf
the drops of that old heaven's curse

leaves sway in a whisper for
the fear of being heard by the storm
silence is must, for the tempest shrieks
every time the land deceives

i dig and dig, inside the snow
till my hands are black and feet are cold
for the secrets are determined to reveal
themselves to the thieves who steal

for the spirits are dark and the soul is bright
the battle's won, yet i lost the fight
for in the end, to break your fall
i was left with a song with no name at all...

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

I know...

Close your eyes
and feel the breeze
give all u have
to receive
what was never yours
nor will it ever be
and yet you get it
for you can see.

Tell me your story
the wars you fought
whatever you had
but then you lost
then close your eyes
and picture it
what you could you have had
but you never did
and then see it through
you never do
as I say
but today you will
coz you've lost the battle
and now u broke
but before you leave
you know I am
your very last ray of hope...

and mind that I
will always know
wht u never did
But I will always know.

Friday, May 28, 2010

Inside a crowded train...

Okay.. So this one is going to be really short and quick...

I went to Delhi yesterday and this particular incident amazed me and really caught my attention.
i was traveling in the Delhi metro which amazingly enough, seems to have become pretty popular amongst the Delhi people as a consequence of which the thing has become as nearly as crowded as a Mumbai local train .I was lucky to get a seat as i boarded the train from a station with fairly thin population. but as we moved, the train became heavily crowded.
amongst the crowd, there was a very thin lady carrying an year old child in her arms. she was standing a few meters away from me as there was no seat left for her her member of her family. what surprised me most was not one single man stood up to offer the seat to her, not even that man who was shamelessly sitting on the seat reserved for women right behind her.
one explanation for this might be that everybody was tired from the day's work or something. but the fact is, how much ever you may try to justify this behavior, no explanation will be good enough.ways, after 5 minutes or so, a girl in her teenage, got up and offered her seat to the lady who very humbly and gratefully took it.
my point is, what happened yesterday was the proof of the fact that indian men have lost all chivalry.
Although, i am still happy to know that indian women still haven't lost theirs!!

P.S:- i deeply regret the fact that i did not have enough courage to go up to her and let her have my seat. but that girl in the metro did teach me courage...

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

For today...

I have to write today as i consider it my moral responsibility. Jee result is out and many of my friends are exited, disappointed, happy and depressed. A day of mixed emotions no doubt.
For those who are happy, congratulations... you got the fruit of your hard work but For those who are sad, i just wanna say, this isn't the end. Generally, what we consider the end of the road, is actually just a corner, and if you have the courage to turn around, you'll see something so much better...

here is one of my favourite songs...
its called "the heart of life" by John Mayer
i hope you like it...

I hate to see you cry
Lying there in that position
There's things you need to hear
So turn off your tears and listen

Pain throws your heart to the ground
Love turns the whole thing around
No, it won't all go the way it should
But I know the heart of life is good

You know it's nothing new
Bad news never had good timing
Then the circle of your friends
Will defend the silver lining

Pain throws your heart to the ground
Love turns the whole thing around
No, it won't all go the way it should
But I know the heart of life is good

Pain throws your heart to the ground
Love turns the whole thing around
Fear is a friend who's misunderstood
But I know the heart of life is good

I know it's good...

this is all i wanna say
trust god, his better plans and life
none of them will ever deceive. trust me...
life is good and i know it will all work out. i know...

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Your song...

My hands strike the keys on the keyboard for inspiration. i want to write, but i have no clue what i want to write about...
probably a poem is just perfect for this occasion...

i heard it first so long ago
when i was sad, you hummed it in my ear
its the song that is still a comfort
after all these tiring years

i have fought endless battles and wars
i won some of them, and some i lost
but on the battleground, amongst the cries
the happy song demolished the holocaust

be it love or agonizing hatred
a tear for loss in love or war
some breeze dried my every tear
that breath that sounded just like your song

and now and then as i lie down
tired or broken from a day too long
as i close my drooping eyes, somewhere
your sweet voice still hums that song...

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Once upon a time, i lost myself...

It happened a few days back and what happened had never happened before. i generally do not doubt what i believe in, but that day, somehow, that evil snake of doubt had me so tight in his grip that i almost lost faith... i cried so hard that i couldnt hear anything beyond my own sobs. no voice of reason colud be heard.
I always like to call myself " a ray of hope" and i always think that if i lose hope in good stuff, everybody else will too. this perception keeps me going and makes my faith grow stronger each day. it inspires me to keep believing in what i already believe in.
that day, the fire was almost gone. i cried myself to sleep. i gave in to the death of my faith. i surrendered to the fact that nothing i would do, would change stuff around me. what was the use?
everybody i knew was as lonely as i was. what difference could i make?
when suddenly, in my half dreamy state, something i heard in a movie echoed in my ear.
" if we are all alone, we are all in this together too"
that was enough. that was just what i needed.
no matter what we do, how bad things may get, there is always somebody somewhere going through exactly what we are going through. and perhaps that person is fighting more bravely than we are.
that is inspiring, always a ray of hope.
and so i opened my eyes, and managed to shove that awful snake off my back.
i am my natural self again, smiling and hoping to spread more smiles, more than ever.

today morning, one of my friends had written the following line in his status
" every story is a fairytale, it all depends where you end the story"
so true!!!
Cinderella might never have found her prince had she just run away when the clock struck 12 and the prince had not made the effort to pick up the shoe and find the girl who owned it.
isnt it so simple, you just gotta make an extra effort to turn your life around..
so why not start with it today?
smile, laugh, have faith and keep the hopes high..
and let the magic of love begin!!!

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Ray of hope!!!

I have late realized that however hard you may try, things will change...
and right now, like a little innocent girl, i am only watching as things around me spectacularly change...
people are losing hope, spirit and smiles and it seems a weird pessimism has taken over all my friends. stupid competitive exams are tearing them apart and the worst part is, if you try to tell them that it doesn't have to be this way, you know what i get to hear???
some say," Oh! life isn't a fairytale" or may be " ye sab halwa nahin hai"
i mean, nobody around me is technical or wants to do engineering...
they all want to make their lives creative and yet end up crying about not doing good in something they never want to do...
i don't understand...
and i am pretty sure whoever reads this must think that i am getting pessimistic too.
and yes, probably i am..
but once i finish writing, i am going to smile again because i am glad that atleast this time i have made my decision...
a decision not to change with things anymore. to change things and put them right just as i would like to see it...
and please, everybody, don't lose hope.
don't let these colleges define you or decide your future...
come on, everybody ends up happy and when the journey isn't making you happy then the destination won't make you happy either...
decide what you want and start towards it and enjoy each second of the journey...
and you might just end up being happier than you ever though you would be!!!

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Recent News!!!

I have recently finished reading 2 books and i thought i must tell everybody about them...
the first is a famous one.
'the alchemist' by paulo coelho which teaches me something or the other each time i read it and leaves behind a totally new philosophy everytime...
he is certainly a terrific writer..
the second one that i read was "the book of a thousand days" and that book was freat too...
its actually a fairytale, but one that is written with a magical hand..
a perfect combination of love, service and bravery...
its a amazing how stories teach you things that they dont mean too and yet they end up leaving a wonderful lesson for your heart.
i always heard books are your best friends...
after having read so many books, i think i know why they say that..

Friday, March 26, 2010

writing again!!!

after long months of battling with my own self about not writing , i finally give in and return to tha key board again... i feel i ought to write. with so many different thoughts overflowing you, its hard not to...
so lets start one thing at a time...
weather, even so hot, has not felt better with the exam burden shrugged off my back( not quite a burden though, it just seemed a long drawn journey) and now i experience a freedom i hadn't experienced for a long time...
i really dont know what i wanna write about, it just feels good to let the words flow... so probably i should just right a little poem to express my joy...

its called trust

Trust the day

Its going to last

Trust the present

Forget the past

Trust yourself

To make it through

Trust the broken

To make way for new

Trust the time

To last long enough

Trust the strangers

Even if it’s tough

Trust the lord

When there is no help

Trust your friends

When the wounds won’t mend

Trust your life

It won’t deceive

Trust me

And just believe…