Everyday I pass by the twin arcade
Everyday I pass by the twin store

But I never perceived the old man
with his blue turban ,
with his credential,
with his assign attire,
checking the folio of every passerby

But instantaneously,
my eyes seize the eyes of the old man
but he gyrate around

He was white as the winter snowfall,
He was cute as my Grandpa,
He smiled with torment,
He looked with keen eyes,

     But I wondered why?

In this hazy cloudy cover
where the old man is waged
I evoke the days of my mother barking to wake me up,
but her utter ampthy of beholding me dormancy,
let me took off from my phronthistery
did someone showed the same affection to the old man

I awe why he was working at this senility?
I awe where was his progeny?
I awe did they left him?
I awe was he alone?
  
             I desire to blather with him and ask him to be my Grandpa

But the old man was overshadowed
with my beau tight embrace
and I left the arcade
but in a hankering to meet you again Grandpa

Oh!! Your shade
you appear to be seductive violet
to brick red for your mature taste
my tongue is greedy for you
you calm my nervous system
but my heart envy you,
as nobody can give me such pleasure,

Your one sip,
reminds me of,
how passionately  you were made,
how each hand picked berries were minutely harvested,
how each berries were separated from stem & leaves to reduce the bitter taste,
how each berries were tipped into a receival bin,
how each berries were crushed to extract your purity
So the flavour of each berries can be felt
You are not too sweet, you are not too bitter,
thats what give me pleasure

"You share a human relationship bond"
  nor too sweet neither too bitter
   that creates love between a relation

You are not just a drink, you are the nectar of lords,
you make people beautiful to adore themselves,
you are the king of romance, where everyone wants to be your queen,
You are the shadow in darkness,
You are the undefine,

Thats you
"My Red wine"

With my headphones on,
Tears are rolling down by my cheeks
as it made me remember of
" you and me baba"

Today again we ended up fighting,
it was supposed to be our day,
but I forgot promises are meant to be broken
And everytime you prove it right,


The world says there is no relationship beyond
  "Ma and child"
But I wanted the world to be wrong,
because I always loved you more than ma,

Everytime I needed you,
You were never there,
but I understand your work,

As days passed,
you were going far from me,
I made myself believe the vague things,
Everyday I woke up to spent a day with you
but passing time made us more separate from each other,

I dreamt of becoming like you,
I saw me in you,
but I was wrong ,
because I always wanted family
not the comfort you were giving us
but you never understoood,
because you never had the time to talk with me baba,

I wanted to show the world
the relationship of
    "Father and child"
by changing the god given lineage of the world,
but  I was wrong,
for being such an foolish,
   "And you couldnt be my dad"

It been raining since a month
I wonder why??
Do you know why??
Ahh!! All seem to give the researchers ans
but i don't think so

Then i started spending my day in thinking and thinking,
And to wonder,it was so foolish of me wasting so much time in thinking,
when the ans to my question was simple
itz "us"
"us" it may be choking one right,
but the ans is obivus "us"

And if all have forgotten why so??
let me remind you all
we all are destroying our earth,
but how you may wonder

By polluting it with the smoke coming out from the monster blocks,
using the beautiful designer flower packet made of plastic which has became suicidal for our earth,
Turning the greenary into blue, yellow,red or white blocks

But we are blaming the one staying above the sky
instead we should blame "us"
but it doesn't matter eventually everything will get destroy

And this time i am telling you to know the condition around the world
And not to force you in changing anything
because we will still destroy and
our earth will still cry!!

Bow Bow Bow!!!
Here comes my brother

We met when I was a kid
bt when I grew up
the relation between us has taken another form
from a dog to my brother

As both of us were growing up
both behaviour changed
both were not liked by anyone
but nobody couldn't throw me bcoz
I was born from a human body &
you were treated as a neglected creature with no emotion

And our solitude was never understood by anyone
I could speak, but you couldn't
I speaked about my  ache to you , you listened quietly & you blink your eyes that you understood
But I never understood your pain
Your tears
I didnt knew what you wanted
maybe because I m a human with less capacity of emotion & to think about only oneself

Everyday of my busy schedule,
when I m away from you, at times I forget about you
your loneliness of which I took the responsibility & I failed to fulfil it,
but you never complained & everyday you are lying like a deadbody in a solitaire

Sometimes I understood , but I forgot
Sometimes I played with you, the other moment I m gone
But you are all alone in a single haunting room
Scratching the floor to escape
being aggresive towards others
Bcoz nor I or anybody could see your pain &
we took you as a pet servant to serve us but in return you only wanted our love, a companion and a patner
Your eyes are full of depth, where nobody cares to look into it,
but when I looked into your eyes
I cud see your pain , which made me transform & I became compassionate towards you

And in you I got my brother
Whch I always wanted
You gave me everything, but I couldnt give you anything

And now I am leaving this place,
giving my responsibilty to someone else,
but your eyes said me something which couldn't be put into words,
And I am afraid that I will not be able to  see you again when I am back
But with a teary smile I left the place in a hope to meet you again .....

Sit aback for a moment
take a deep breath & relax
forget about everyone & focus on your self
see yourself who you are today?
where do you stand today?
have you achieved what you wanted?
Sit aback and think

Since infancy we are being taught to earn money, but not success
we are taught to be educated, but did we really gained knowledge
we are searching happiness in thing that are monetary
but we are being forget to taught that small things gives us more happiness
Sit aback and think

We all are running,
for a single sheet half tore shaped as in to the rule the world
we have become vagrant before it
we have hecatomb every relation
we all are gushing
because we are unaware that there is no end of our wants
Sit aback and think

We may be millionaire
but are we really successful
are we really happy
are we able to sleep in peace or
our heart is still afraid of something
Sit aback and think

What have we created ourself , to this world
can we be really called educators
we give lectures to other about maturity
but are we really mature
are our action is able to make difference
or
can we  really look into our eyes??

Sit aback and think..