People who have a wonderful place in my heart, and memory,
I'm curious if they remember me,
Like I remember them.

Awestruck and amused,
Someone else has also believed in my dream today.

Adrenaline hits,
My first sleepless night,
In Excitement to change.

By Freedom,
I never meant,
I'd drink, smoke
or have random ***.

I have very different views on freedom,
By Freedom I mean,
To carve my path, to design my next steps,
By freedom, I mean, to speak what I think
Or to figure out how I think,
By Freedom, I mean doing what I wish at this moment without caring about the impressions I make,
By Freedom, I mean figuring out what I want to wish for without fear,
By Freedom, I mean running on empty roads for once, to get a glimpse of the night-view world,
By freedom, I mean expressing myself precisely, even if  my hands tremble,
By freedom I mean I'm accountable for my life and I don't want anybody's control over it,
By Freedom, I mean creating a new state of my mind, being revolutionary against improper.
By freedom, I mean let me throw myself out and explore.
By freedom, I mean both internal and external.

So good at your job,
You've made me very disciplined,
The disciplines you've thought me,
Makes me a good charactered, bound by rules women.
It may sound harsh dear society,
But the discipline you trained me through,
Are more futile than my nostrils,
You've trapped me with rules,
Rules stronger than those metallic chains,
Locked me with the awards-named character, chastity, innocence, and ideal.

I'm so slow-witted to realise that now,
But it's never too late I'm awakened now,
I promise you no matter how much you try to scare,
I'm going to break every one of the rules,
You can keep your rewards- the hell who cares,
I was never meant to be an ideal,
I'm a little crazy since birth,
20 years is been enough,
Now I got my keys.
You'll be flabbergasted soon,
Just try me.

What is it papa?
Oh That my princess, it's an aeroplane,

Papa, I want one aeroplane, please.
Ooh, do you? Tomorrow you will have one I promise,

Papa, look plane plane, flying flying.
Yes now turn around, look there,
Wow papa, it's a plane plane, is it real,
Yes I just grabbed it from sky for you,
How papa are you a super hero?
Hahaha yes my little doll as long as you believe so,
Woooh, Papa let's fly,
Yess let's fly hohoooo,

Papa this is not real plane,
Yes beta it wasn't,
Why did you lie,I really thought you could fly,
Sorry beta, I wanted to be your superhero at least for some time.

No papa, you are wrong,
I know,
No superhero can be my dad. Now come let's play.

How do I tell her,
That it is " the foolish her", which she is desperate to hide,
made her more beautiful, natural and has my love.
How do I tell her, that I miss her "main kya hi karoon" waala laugh,
How do I tell her that I understand the world is mean but,
You can be yourself before me,
How do I tell her without telling her?

Sleep is my favourite foe.

It's always those unpredictable nice people,
Who inspires me so much to become like them.

Yesterday I was racing in a car,
The night before I was swimming, skydiving,
One night I became a photographer,
And a dancer some other day,
Beautiful dusk passed in the rhythm of my guitar, the next moment I was playing drums,
I was never a passenger on my bike at night,
Roads were also empty surprisingly,
Never mind I was a pro fighter the night before,
I wonder what will happen today,
I feel like going bungee jumping,
But the nightfall has not come yet,
And I guess there's a reason why they are called "dreams."

Your new version is pretty and tough,
Your changes make me proud enough,
But something inside me tried to peep,
That old little innocent silly blooming you, which is already buried so deep.

I don't understand people,
Who are sooo great at their work,
But so bad in behaviour and lifestyle.

There are some things,
No one except our mom can understand.

In the end,
My mother,
Is the best solution.

Whenever I'm nervous,
Whenever my mind stops working,
Whenever I feel I've nowhere to go I look for you Krishna,
My magic I need you again and always.

We call ourselves developed and modern,
By making things easier, and more comfortable for man by destroying nature and mankind.
Our comforts and needs have bought us this far, but where we are now, is it better than before?
Deforestation, industries, plastic and many more are invented for whom and who is going to pay?
I wish phones were never invented, as not only have we lost that longing love and affection but also it has become very easy to spread hate and destroy someone.
Think about it how we have become, our individual lives are no longer ours, it's mixed with all jealousy, agony, depression, and worthlessness as lots of happy and successful people are involved in our lives now. Social media has become a platform where there is hatred everywhere. How easy it has become to troll someone.
I wish I could never get to see that.

The ones who invented them will they ever be happy watching how we use them.
The ancient people,
Maybe they knew this would happen,
That's why they preferred conservation, over comfort.

The momentum of the earth seems to be squared,
As it's June out of nowhere.

Luck may get partial sometimes,
But at some point ain't I lucky too,
As I'm still alive, breathing and writing.

I'm trying to free my mind,
By breaking the walls called "others pov",
I want it to be only me and my view
When I think of something.

If I were to grade emotions,
"Pain" would be on top.

Everything born out of pain, and suffering teaches us how to live,

Happiness and joy are beautiful but they never touch our hearts like pain does,
They never stay as pain does,

All the emotions born out of pain are painful yet beautiful,
Pain would never leave us, but once it's buried and settles somewhere inside,
It stops overpowering other emotions.
The fusion and the blend of new emotions we get is called "becoming strong"

The skill when we find happiness even in pain would be something I'll be looking for

I need to learn,
"VOICING MY OPINIONS."
Because they matter to me.

Or else I'll feel like a slave to someone's ego.

And
As always,
I ended up
Picking the pieces of my heart.

It's going to be like this, isn't it,
This is why I stopped talking,
Why not just leave me alone?

Invading my space,
Makes me feel special,
And throws me off the cliff.

Nothing really happened today,
Not even a single thing,
I was good till yesterday,
But today I want to cry so much,
That I started crying and crying
Still not feeling to stop
For no reason at all.
My heart feels like drowning,
No matter how much I cry,
It hurts so much internally,
Again for no reason.

I wish it were the real ghosts
which haunts me,
Instead of the thoughts
"You can't do it", " You are failure",
"Didn't I tell you it'll never work out",
" Just give up", "You are dumb".
My mind replays these at night,
My brain stops working and my hands tremble during exams,
I wish it were ghosts that haunt me,
But yet somehow I see some scope,
I believe in change,
My holy water is hope.

Collision of three trains,
260 deaths,
Destruction of families...

Heat,
Sweat,
Holidays,
Relatives and functions,
Ice Creams and mangoes.

I have a best friend who loves me,
My sister loves me,
My parents love me,
Yet I feel ignored, unimportant and empty sometimes,
Why does that happen,
Are all relationships end up like this

Some people have become that blinded mother,
Who affirms that her child is right no matter what,
Some people have become that rigid fathers,
Who affirms that his child is terrible no matter what,
Now I leave it to you to guess the state of their family,
Their respective parenting is labelled as democracy,
Ah, doesn't it sound more like hypocrisy,
People are parenting but there aren't any children here,
This is a natural play, entertaining politicians.

Now comes the third type of people who are like me mad, who realise the reality,
And sit in agony, Still doing nothing,  

Have you ever seen a country where it's the people who destroyed their nation?

No matter what you choose,
Regrets would never leave you, would they?
So I'm weighing my regrets

If my life wants to turn bitter,
It better be coffee.

Haal kya hai janab ka?
Jawab kya hoga,
Iss sawal ka?
Zara sa mann duniya mein, Zara sa mann kaagaz ke panno mein,
Hum to kud gumshuda hai,
Humare in khayalon mein।

There are like a thousand emojis,
Yet none of them can be used to express my mood.

"Kaash yeh kal kiya hotha",
Yeh iss subah ka pehla kayal tha,
Aur aaj koshish yahi hogi,
kal yeh phir na sochu ki,
"Kaash yeh kal kiya hotha."

Translation:
"I wish it had been done yesterday".
It was the first thought of this morning,
And today's attempt will be
to avoid,
Making tomorrow's thought,
"I wish it had been done yesterday.

I was in a rush this morning,
Trying to catch up with someone,
In the middle of my hurry,
A little girl grabbed my hand
Putting me to a halt,
She asked me to take a picture
Of her happy family and hers,
I denied it with a smile and told her was in a hurry,
The way the Little girl looked at me,
Is all over my mind and place now,
I wish I took a minute and saved my life.

I want a place,
From where
I never want to escape anymore.

To
The
People
I've hated,
For a
Moment,
I dropped my
Judgments,
Widened my
Brain,
Took a swirl
Into your shoes,
Made fake
Scenarios,
Imagined your side of
Life,
Now I
Don't know
If I ever hated you
Or will ever hate
Anyone.

I'm someone to you,
That I never had when I needed.

Now that I'm seeing it without searching for any meaning,
The world doesn't seem that bad.

I like you in the morning,
I like you in the evening,
I like you when you're the brightest,
I like you in your darkness,
I like you in the rain,
I like you in the bloom,
I like you in the moonlight,
I like how you never end,
Because I know you'll stay.
I like it when you thunder as if you are gonna swear,
I like it when you show off all the colours you wear,
Strangely enough, my favourites are all your blues,
No matter what you show me,
I like you anyway.

Dear God,
Why does my heart feel so many emotions?
Why can't my mouth name them?
Why is it so powerful, like my heart's churned, squeezed and tears being stored in my throat,
So painful but it's not death.

It takes something more than curiosity and enthusiasm,
We need much more audacity and bravery to explore and embrace new,

  As I thought
I need to have some nerve,
To jump into the verve.

I was firm to prevent just one thing,
I must have committed a great sin in my past life,
Because now the whole universe all of a sudden is trapping me into that something,
That something is now Everywhere, including my mind,
Injecting its beauty through my eyes, into my veins, lungs and heart.
Okay, world you hit the spot,
you can stop I'm scammed,
You win and I fell...
Now,
I'm a patient with no cure.

Reppavesi loppale aapesina prathi kanneeti binduvulu,
Samrudram la yuddhaniki vasthe,
Poraadedhi ela

She was my best friend,
The best I could ever have,
I mourned for months when her family moved out,
I would tell everyone about the friendship we had,
I was so happy when I was meeting you again,
But that turned out to be very very sad,
You behaved as if you don't even know me,
First time in my life I felt my heart broken,
Instead of embarrassment, I felt lament,
I wish we had never met again,
I would have lived in our good memories,
You were my first heartbreak, the beginning, there were many after you,
The problem is within me,
If I'm into something I do it like a devotee,
I'm afraid that if this is how  friendship could affect me,
What would love do to me?

I'm craving books,
Please give me as many best names as you wish!

I regret letting you know me,
I liked it when we were strangers.

I hate the way your smile holds so much power over me.

Maybe because of the familiarity
Or knowledge of their real lives
somehow
Movies and actors never made me feel,
How my old and shredded books have.