That Peaceful Ambeince
Filled with Happiness
How can I forget ....

Sweets from Neighbours
Served with Genuine Love.
How can I forget.....

The Music and Dance
On the RoofTop
How can I forget .....

Those Days have gone.
Most of my Neighbours too.
How can I forget ....

Even after 3 Decades
I just long for those moments.

I sweep the dirt on the floor ...
    To see my reflection furthermore.
A Storm comes without restrain.
     Making the floor ***** again...

When I was born.  
I was sharp and long.
Would communicate so well.
So smooth was my Journey.
across the pages so lovely.  
As time passed by
I became slow  and blunt.
Life was treating me unfair.
The pages would also tear.
Then came in the Sharpner
and Sharpened me again.

Silence holds
Wounds  conceal,
Avoid Battles
Dreams Fulfilled.

Its like eating  
  when you are not Hungry.  

Its like sleeping
   when you are not Sleepy.  

Its like working
   when you are so so Lazy.  

Its like loving
   when you are not in Love.

White Background.
Scattered  Black Dots.
Some see Black
Some see White.
Both are Right.

Mera Yeh Dil Ab Nazuk Hau Gaya.
Aab Aur Bardaas Nahi Kar Saka
Kabhi Teri  Khamooshi
Kabhi Teri Nafarmani.

Your Random Silence
Hurts me the most.
Still  I will keep on Trying.
Until a time comes when
I cant hold back crying.
Once my tears are dried.
My sadness will subside.

Endless striving, a cycle unrestrained,
Attempts that falter, efforts sustained.
Persisting through failure, undeterred,
In pursuit of dreams, the soul stirred.

What drives us forward, relentless in try?
Is it the goal's allure or lessons from sky?
Unaware, perhaps, of a truth concealed,
"Having lacks pleasure rather than wanting”

Dheemai Dheemai Kadam Badatai Thi
Kabhie Darr Lagta Tha
Kabhie Thaak Jaatai Thai.  

Dheemi Dheemi Manzil Paas Aaati Thi
Kabhie Saaf Dekhti Thi
Kabhie Bahut Duur Lagti Thi.

Aab Waqt Aaa Gaya Hai Yaarau
Jo kabhi sapna lagta tha
Usey hakeekat banane ki

For I have learnt an Important Lesson
Not to empower anyone ever again.
No matter how much you do for them.
In the end they always hurt  us again.

Honest Intention  is far from being appreciated
Everyone  now is laughing on me.  
So many decades  of my Belief System.  
Always  broken by these kind of people.

For now I will just wait and watch thee.
As I can no longer trust anyone but me.

Soul's journey, like water's flow,
From realms unknown to Earth, they go.
Buckets few, spills are bound,
Life's dance, a cycle profound.

On earthly tables, they briefly rest,
Droplets of spirit, each a guest.
Dried to return, a timeless spree,
A cosmic cycle, the soul's journey.

Millions of years, this celestial spin,
Unique droplets, each with a kin.
Back and forth, they play their part,
In the grand dance, a cosmic art.

Rain drops on my windshields
Blurring my vision slowly.
Off they go as the wiper is On.
I can now once again see clearly.

As i walk on this path,
I see so many actors.  

Some act out of compulsion.
Some act out of proposition.  

The Performance may be on any Stage.
All seem to be in some sort of a cage.

I wish  I could have act many a times
But failed miserably n number of times.

To be a mere spectator did i decide
Rather than to be many who later cried.

Crowded Places
So Many Faces
Fake Smiles
Full of Life
Yet Lifeless
Many Questions
Answers None

Tears in her Eyes
Smile on her Face
She make me complete

What Ever I do.
What  ever my Intentions are.
Nothing has changed.
Except for that fact
That I have became more Sad.
Now I may have to accept
That this phase of loneliness
May continue for some more time.
Till then I all I can bid  Good Bye.

The water flows taking its own time....
Sometimes gentle...
Sometimes fast..
Talking to nature in its own way..

As the stream flows towards its end.
Nature wants more and more.  
Life is created in this course.
The Pace decreases with time
And then ends up dying.

Its about Time
I am What I am.

Its about Time
I do What I shoud have done.

Its about Time
I accept and Just Move On and On.

Its about Time
I will be perfectly Fine.

BaiMatlab Zindagi ki Wajah Tum Hau.  
Meri Zindagi ki Sajah bhi tum Hau.

Bas Bahut Hau Gaya yeh tumahari Adda.
Woh Zulfai cherai sai tu na hataa

Woh muskuraat sai tau na aisa  sataaa
Jau  mairee  rooh kau  tadpaya

Falling here and there
Some go down the Drain
Some fill the Lakes again.

Throughout the Journey
Time is the only true companion.
Consistent and Perfect
No Expectations
No Demands

For how long will I avoid you.
For how long will I run away from you

One day I will have to face you
So be it now or never and continue.

Ready I am now to deal with you.  
Come what may I am waiting for you.

Remove the darkness
to get the Light .....

Eighteen Years completed Today.
Just seemed like Yesterday.  

Had our  share of Ups and Down
Beautiful Time passed by On and On.

Love  has matured profoundly
Body and Soul  share the same Frequency.

Could not have asked for  anything more.
For Eternity I will adore her for sure.

And then there are some
Who will never change.
Thinking they have changed.
And will never accept any change.
Will continue to be chained.

Tanhayee Ki Khamooshi
Shor Machaa Daitai Hai.
Aksar Hammai Phir Sai
Aur Tanha Kar Daitai Hai.

Everyone…. Everyone….
Thinks they are Right….

My silence does not mean I cannot argue
Its only that this  Relationship I value.

Fire Started
Another One to Extinguish it.
Earth Burns.

Tasty is the Red Apple
Eaten Till the End
Thrown Away Later.....

The Small Brush in Hand
Just like a Magical Wand.  
So many Colours to choose.  
Nothing much to loose.
Out he went to Paint the Wall.
Following All the Protocol.
Too bad his efforts were wasted.
As that Wall was already  Painted.

Nature has so much to give
Yet we are blind to see
Deaf to Listen
Indifferent to the Vibes  it gives us.

Appreciate the Beauty ,
Learn from Nature
as it teaches you
without any expectation,
Simple and Truth.

Each Landscape has a message.
Every Object has something to Say.
Too Bad we cant see or hear them
As we are engrossed with our Devices
Or Others while they speak.

Absolute Trust is the gift
Sometimes it may take a life time ,
Sometimes in seconds.

In the quest for permanent relationships.
I forgot that this life is temporary.  

Everything has a validity
Depending on its credibility.

Ya Khuda.
Yeh Kya Hau Gaya
Qubool Kiya Tu Nai Yeh Dua
Ki Dur Hau Jayai Woh Sab
Jau Na Karta Hai Mujhe Sai Pyaar.
Yeh Kya Pataa Ta Mujhe
Ki Shamil Hau Jayaigai
Merai woh Sab Sai Pyaari Dost bhi.

Extreme Uniqueness
Strong and Sturdy
Eventually falls apart.
Food , Clothes , Beliefs or Languages.
None escape.

At times there is no one
except your own self
Whom you can talk to.  

At times you are all alone
Left by all your so called Friends
Virtually and Physically.  

At times you are faced with
Stiff competition by those
Who had worked with you.

At times you just feel helpless
Depressed and Un Wanted.

These are the Phase of Life
for which gives you oneslef
a new persepective to Life

Waiting for the Next Phase......
The Next Phase of Life

I am me
I am Unique
Jack of All Trades
Master of None.
There is no one like me.
Or can never be.

Easy to Make …
Hard to Maintain …
Far Easy to Break ….

As i watch the waves go by,
I hear such a sweet lullaby.  

Forget all my pains and sorrows.
As if there is no Tomorrow.

My body talks to my soul now.
And the soul talks to me somehow.

In the End.
Always the same...

Equality is just a word
Deep down it is unheard.

The Divide is now too Great.
Each Having  a different Interface.  

Polarisation is but natural
Making all sides more comfortable.

Respect amongst each other lacks.
Back Bitting done behind their backs.

Will this ever End ?
Will a time ever comes when
everyone becomes Equal ?

The Party
Decorations, Lights and Guests.
Musicians, Food and Wine.
Games and Gifts
Happiness.
Life.

Whenever I read the News.
I just close my eyes.

Whenever I go back in Time.
I just close my eyes.

When I have to pay back to Soceity
I just close my eyes.

When I think about you
I just close my eyes.

Your Eyes
Hypnotic and Soft
Infinite Expressions Flows
Sadness and Pain
Your Soul

Mysterious Paintings on the Wall.
Scream so loud in the Hall.
Strokes converse with the colours.
Canvass just want to bare it all.
The Frame keeps them together.  
There is no Escape now.
Imprisoned for Eternity.

Cut from the Tree …
Thrown in the River …
Rough Flow ….
Twists and Turns ..
Bruise and Cuts.
Going with the Flow….