Two Minutes

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He told me of yellow flowers and meadows without boundaries,

Of cattle’s and farms and a dream,

Where I was his and he was “the one made for me”

Do you believe in love?? Do you feel it exists?? The typical “kahin na kahin , koi na koi, kissi ke liye bana hai types?? I did not till I met him. 

It was not love at first sight, there were no violins playing or any sort of signs, that the heavens are assumed to put in front of you, stating that he is the one. Nothing!!!. Just a casual hello, a cordial smile, some conversations over coffee, and a good bye. There wasn’t an urge to see him or hear from him again.

But somewhere, somehow, there was a feeling, a feeling of having known him earlier, a feeling that connected them both on a different level altogether. Was it love?? No not yet.

His company put her at ease,

They laughed over things that only they could understand,

The felt complete in each others presence

And yet , they were not in love.

Silence between them was comforting

There was no awkwardness

They could discuss about the stars and the moon

And about the shapes made by the clouds..

It was beautiful, yet undefined

Were they in love?? well not yet.

Their conversations unfolded their past,

Something which they never spoke about,

Was out for the other to hear.

Their fingers touched

And longed for each other

Yet they were not in love.

Their hands entwined themselves

And their eyes found each others,

A million questions fluttered through them, before their lips met

The questions were left unanswered, yet they had their answers

Somehow, they still were not in love.

Her eyes bore his stories

She was confused beyond words, of why he made her feel this way

His mere presence made her happy

His proximity to another female made her green with envy

And yet they were not in love.

Milte hain hum juda hone ke liye

Milte hain hum juda hone ke liye,

Uss gham main bhi ek alag sa nasha hai,

Kyunki uske har alfaz main tumhara naam hai.

They spent days together, and now it was time to leave,

A feeling of loneliness crept inside her,

But she wanted to be strong and pretend,

She hugged him good bye

And thought she would get over him

But she was wrong

As her every thought was going back to him.

And yet she was not in love.

She dreamed of yellow flowers and meadows

She dreamed of being there with him

She was afraid of being hurt,

And realized it was the same for him,

He had many plans,

And she was nowhere in them

She was hurt to realize , that maybe it was only she who was in love with him.

Of flowers and meadows,

Of cattles and farms

A dreadful night, and it all came crashing down.

He was to go far away from her, far away from this world

As death sought his soul

She ran towards him,

And held him in her arms.

“I love you”, she whispered in his ears

Their eyes met, their fingers entwined

She prayed for two minutes more of his life.

Death bowed before her love, and granted them 2 decades

But they still were not in love.

They were in something beyond,

Beyond something

That even love couldn’t comprehend.


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Broken Wings

         I thought I would miss your absence

         But your presence was never endearing

         I could never understand what made me go on

         Maybe the idea of being hurt was inviting

         I know I don’t want to be with you again

         But the thought of your absence does warm my eyes

         In the loneliness I found myself

         The same ‘me’ I lost around you

         Your words had me enticed

         I realize now, that,

         Words have a surreal effect

         If not matched with actions

         They become hollow,

         Like you…..

                                                 

Feels like love...

It’s not important as to how long we have been with each other

Its how many memories we have of each other that counts

It’s not important as to how well you know me

Its how you always understood

It’s not important how often you held my hand

Its how you never let go

It’s not important how many times you called

It’s how you were always there

It’s not important to remember everything

Its how you never forgot to make me smile

Glamdoll....

Touch up, hair, stilettos, designer dress and out to strut...

Her eyes feel heavy

It has been a tiring day

Still she has to maintain a grace and etiquette

She whistles away to ringlets of smoke..

She is the one to start the show

Her feet ache in the colored glossy 7 inch heel

Yet she has to make a stride

Nothing comes easy she knows for sure

For many are waiting for her to trip….

The familiar music begins

She knows its time

The show has started

Her pain forgotten

She pouts, and stands with the spotlight on her

Walks like a cheetah amidst catcalls and jeer

She stands like a princess

In the long flowing gown

A smirk on her face says it all

Rushes back to put on another layer on her

She has forgotten her inhibitions

As the time is few

She gets ready and stands in queue

She goes again..

And again and  again….

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The make-up is of, and so is the designer wear

She slips her hair in a pony

And is in her comfortable gear

She lives a normal life as well…

Far away from the maddening  shutterbugs…

This is her “life”.

P:S- This is something i had written eons ago, went bonkers when i found it ;P.. hope you enjoy it..;)

Life worth living ??

She stared at the person in the mirror

The person just blinked back at her,

Who was she, was she really a part of her existence??

How easily did she change to the demands of the society?

Transformed from one form to another, so much so, that she lost track of herself,

She didn’t find “happiness” anymore!!

Her laughter was hollow,

As though, it was forced upon her.

Her existence was so much of a routine

She never bothered to look beyond it

Was there something beyond her world?

She never knew

She never gave it a thought

She was being swept along with the world

Just another human soul,

Existing for the sake of existence

It did not bother her

Cause she never felt it

Her emotions were hollow

And so was she

She had become such

Leading a normal life yet hollow from within

Dil ke jazbaa....

Unke baaton ka kuch aisa asar pada humpe, ki hum unke aawaz main kho gaye,

Na raat ka pata tha, na subah ki,

Samay yuhin humsein aage bhaagti thi...

Meri labon pe sirf hansi thi,

Fursat na mila muskurane se.

Khushi thi aisi,

Ki chehre pe ek damak si aa gayi,

Tumhara yun mujhpe pyaar jatana,

Mujhe bha gayi,

Tumhari roj ki baatein aadat si ho gayi,

Ab intezaar raha un lamhon ki…

Jo tumhare saath guzare they..

Shayad wo vapas na aaye..

Ab sirf aankhein nam ho jaati hai,

Tumhari yaad mein

Tadapti hai tumhari  aawaz sunne ke liye,

Iss dil ko yakeen hai ki tum aaoge ..

Lekin shayad tumhe fursat nahi kisi aur ki bahon se…

My Hero.....

As I looked back at the window, being drenched with the rain drops...

I could feel my cheeks becoming wet with your thoughts...

I could see my life fly by me like a movie...

With you playing the main lead,

You always did in my life.

My only hero!!!

I was 3, when you first held me in your arms.

Your prolonged absence was something we were used to…

You slipped in and out of our lives...

As easily as the sun rose and set.

You never forgot our birthdays,

Or important events in our lives.

You kept yourself well versed with “us”.

You loved us inspite of the distance,

Inspite of the dangers you faced.

Your love was unconditional.

I still remember seeing you when I was 5,

You walked in, in your uniform

The aura you set across was overwhelming;

I was choking in your warm embrace.

I am proud of you Dad...

It’s because of you, and many other fathers’ like you...

That we walk Free.

It’s your sacrifice that makes us pursue our lives, our ambitions.

You knew it was a battle....

We were not strong to let you go.

But still you left us...

To guard the many lives that depended on you..

I lost you, my father, my eternal Hero..

But because of you, we live peacefully, in your memories..

I salute your bravery, DAD!!!!!

MY HERO, AN ARMY OFFICER, THE NATIONS SON…

Jai Jawaan

                                     *This post is a work of Fiction*                             

Dead Lust

Their bodies were entwined in rhythms of passion;

They did not hear her muffled scream, or her approaching steps…

She waited for them to stop,

For him to look up and see her,

Standing, with pain written across her face…

He failed to notice the cold that was spreading over, as the warmth was all he felt…

She couldn’t touch him or tear him away from her.

She stood there demented.

She wanted him all for herself...

She couldn’t bear the sight of him touching someone else...

She slid past him, and breathed the cold air onto his lover…

His lover felt it more than he did, and excused herself, to go to the washroom,

Only to realize that she did not possess her body anymore.

She was thrilled to have taken his lover’s body

She felt rage and passion, one which she never felt before,

And threw herself in his arms,

Her passion aroused his feelings,

But scared him as well.

She did not seem satisfied; she wanted more of him,

She craved for his body, and suddenly her voice gave her away...

She laughed and crooned with his body, moving in rhythm against her,

He was frozen with shock…

He saw her face emerge from that of his lover...

His life froze before his eyes...

Till Death do us apart ....

You could take her away!!!!!!

But not her memory…..

Not her fragrance that lingers in the wind

Not her warmth that brightens my day

Her sweet velvet voice…

Her smile that could light up any dark alley

The soft giggles that were her’s,

The soft touch of her hands

She felt absolutely warm against me

You could only take away her physical entity

Her memories are mine

Just mine!!!!!!

You can’t take them away

Only death will cease to make me not think about her…

That’s why I can’t embrace death

I fear not having to hear your voice again

I fear not having to feel your touch

Something that I told you a million times….

I now hold it within myself

Did you know how much an effect you had on me??

Yes, you did, I remember you looking away

The blush radiant on your cheeks…

I remember everything…

And yet I don’t have you around...

However, your memories make me want to live…

You make my life worthwhile.

Distant yet near ....

                                       

The very first time we met,

It was instinctive; I knew we would be friends

He was a brooding figure

Lost in deep thoughts

A sense of pain engulfed him

That may have been the reason to connect instantly

His laughter rang in my ears

His conversation were worldly

He seemed to have lost a part of himself

Which were evident in his vacant eyes

A relation was brewing

I was at ease with him

Time just flew by with him around

He drew stars in the vacant wall

And he was candid about it

He easily gained a top spot as my friend
All good things come to an end, don't they?

He had to leave.

I couldn’t find reasons to make him stay

I felt the void creeping up again

Will I be able to have similar conversations again?

I doubted them

New place, new friends, new conversations

The friendship I valued was bound to go

I had seen relations fade

And thought this one will fade as well

Was I surprised when I saw his text?

Yes, is an understatement

The same candid nature, the same friendly stance

His call made my day

Ensured me that I still had him around..

And well you know what,

I miss you…

I miss the long, stupid, bizarre conversations

At the same time,

I’m happy to know that they were just the very beginning

Of an amazing friendship….

Without you ....

She stepped out, and the rain started to pour

She held herself close from the cold,

She headed towards the Rick stand

And then a thought crossed her mind…

She plugged on her favorite music

And decided to walk undeterred by the rain

Her arms wrapped itself around her body,

Her little shrug jacket dint provide her much solace from the rains

She opened her umbrella

And started walking,

The rain lashed at her

Her umbrella swayed against the wind, which threatened to blow it off

She held it more closely, drowning herself in the music

She felt his absence

the music added to it

As the cold wind enveloped her fragile frame

She thought about him

his very thought, sent a warmth across her

He was far, always will be

She knew that...

She however, lived that moment

A smile flickered on her face

It made her look beautiful

A tear made its way across her cheek

But dint live long as it was wiped of by the rains

She was drenched in the rain

Not as much as her mind was drenched in his thoughts

A car made way splashing water on her

Erasing her very thoughts

It was as simple as it came

The thought vanished, the pain remained etched

Unnoticed by everyone around

As she continued smiling

The unsaid emotion .......

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I don’t know how to say this or even if its true,

But I love the way you make me feel…. I think im falling for you.

I love it when you look at me; many words go unsaid but understood.

I love it when you smile, I return it, without letting you know, that i'm melting from within.

It’s a beautiful feeling to see you just the way you are…

To know that I love someone like you…

It’s easy to express everything to you, except the way I feel for you...

What if I loose you...

For the way I feel…

What if you go, and never look back..

I would die in a million ways, and would never be able to retrieve myself

The pain , that thought gives me, is such that makes me fall apart

Will you leave me if I said I love you..

What we share now might just fade away

You might become a part of me that existed before…

Oh! The pain that the thoughts bring across…

Should I hold it in my heart , and never let you know?

But it would hurt even more to see you go…

Is it so hard for you to know how I feel

Just look into my eyes and you would know…

You will see yourself… the way I do…

And the way I do …. I love you even more ..