Every Time I talk
She greets me with a raised eyebrow.
Whenver I tease
She frowns with her right eyebrow.
I never knew
A raised eyebrow could hold so much meaning.
Whenver u raise
Your right eyebrow,
It feels like a touch ,
It feels like a hug,
It feels like a kiss.

I now  believe
that I could
conquer the highest mountain
swim across the longest channel
survive the harshest desert
make the longest jump
dive the deepest trench
and ride the wildest horse
because
I passed one day without teasing you
lived one week without  talking to you
spent an year without seeing you.

2015 had its last breath..
and we had given the light to
2016
last  year we made mistakes'
this year we make success
last year we learnt more
this year we teach more
last year we made resolutions...fake
this year we know
it  doesn't  need new year
for a great start

I came to know you first
In my Chemistry class..
First you sounded like a lil' toddler
with all the pressure and volumes
But when you made your steps
all the pages made me feel like
lost in b/w crying toddlers.
No matter how much I tried
Neither could I understand you
nor console you.

Then after 2 weeks of separation,
you came back
This Time In Phyiscs!
Now with all those complex equations

Now I hear whispers
In corners of classroom
They tell silently
"He's there in Biology too"

We all really want to
be that carefree child
who
"stops for nothing
do not check your bank account
never tries to please your boss
laugh out loudly
join a gang immediately
always mess with others
and dont even think of future"

Aren' we all becoming
the Antonym of that carefree child?

Some re-unions have a greater story to tell,
Some Friendships are never meant to end,
Some bonds never meant to be broken,

One day
One month
And Twelve Years passed
Since
We first met
we exchanged glances
made the first laugh
did the first prank
got the first punishment
wiped the first tear..

And today when we  saw all our faces
we had gone back to that lil' kids
and each moment we spent replicated our years of togetherness..

**Our Family is a legend
And
We are its living traces.

A motherly cry
pierced head of a fetus
dried placenta.

The ink fades off the crumbled paper
like my memories were erased
slowly and translucently
leaving wet traces
in my heart.

Yesterday was the christmas feast at school
And I went with a lot of wishes
And to open my heart to you.
I went in my best attire
To see you in your best
To see your hair untied
flying its softness in the x'mas air
To watch your raised eyebrow
questioning my shyness.

A wish
To be the first one to greet you
as you come to school.
To be the first one to see your smile.
To be with you while hanging the balloons.
To wipe the glitter off your nose.

A wish
to be with you when the cake
has its first slice
To splash the cake to your soft face
past your lips
when creaminess meets softness.

A wish that
you would do the same
to feel the magnet of your hand
on my desireful face
To see your laughter coming out like crystals.

A wish to be with you always
and to melt in each moment.

And I had gone with all these thoughts
only to be confronted by
the long distance between me and you
And my heart and body sprang
with high velocity
to vanish that distance.

And then my body halted
but not my heart
When I saw another pair of legs
walking to you
To see him feeling your hands
To see him walking past you
and
To see you laughing and smiling to his words.

And I was left alone on the ground
With wishes
scattered around   me.
Nothing but
futile wishes..

White pale snow
forms the boundary
of my anger

Fighting hard to survive
Enjoying wild to live
Being normal to exist
Life is a combination of these acts.

Fire has burned our skin
Snow has made our blood frozen

Some pain have to be felted
Some joy to be known..
if not
we would be the snow
who has never known
the warmth of fire
if not
we would be the fire
who has never felt
the chill of snow..

Not a moment did I spend
without thinking  about  you  
And still I feel something lost
Yes , I have gained  something  to have  it lost
And I started my venture to find what was lost
but you are a good runner
The more I advance towards you
The  more our separation
Still I never stop
Still  I'm trying .....