Mid life crises....

Mid life Crisis!

I don’t know what it is,

But I was never like this,

When hitting bed meant sleep in a blink,

Now it’s all about sleepless nights and my drink!

When anxiety was for a night before the trip,

How it has now become my life’s grip,

When children meant giving my soul for them,

And now it’s a mere responsibility what I give them,

When family meant brothers, sisters and my hometown,

Now it’s you and me yet alone with everyone around,

When office meant bucks and pleasure,

And now I lie down in leisure,

Screaming aloud if those moments I could treasure,

I really don’t know what it is,

But yes, I was never like this!

Years Of Togetherness!

A ray of hope, calm to my eyes,

And slowly you became the apple my eyes,

Cuddles and kisses, bruises and misses,

You and I can walk for miles,

Surrounded all the time with love and smiles,

Baby then why is it so difficult to decide?

When we know its Love, then why should we hide?

Your t-shirts… Jhow I drowned in them,

And the chicken I cooked for you,

Let the world hate me to the core,

For I have always loved you,

For the ways you make me smile when I chip my nail,

My whole life belongs to you and that’s what I hail,

Right here, right now,

You and me in this beautiful town!

Her Story, Your Story!

The routine rush for office, constant texting, guzzling milk at last minute and the sick hustle bustle of life. The city wraps its people in it with much anguish, greed, money and bafflement. Amongst all this chagrin it was bliss to watch the contended old couple out for a morning walk, holding hands and sharing love. They looked so amazing and so fond of each other! I smiled and walked away!

Sometimes watching someone happy is enough to make ourselves happy. And we try to find it in parties, hookahs, shots and sex. J The moment I thought that true love was confined only within the walls of a movie theater or between the pages of a novel; I came across a damsel, the sparkling, joyous, mirthful female winning million hearts wherever she went.

But as they say love stories aren't made if there are no bruises. It seemed like God already planned everything for her. A happy go lucky girl, already in love and trying hard to build her dreams. That’s exactly when a handsome stranger, younger to her :P, a playboy maybe (as he called himself)  entered her life and waffled everything around her. She was amused by his ways. He was truly a charmer. Perhaps he took her away in a wonderland! Day and night she kept thinking about him. She was so unsure about what all was happening in her life. So scared and so nervous. The first kiss they had, his touch, even his simple presence started wobbling her head! And the best part was she never expressed all this. She kept denying that she felt exactly the same with him. There were a million things stopping her; her future, her family and most importantly the feeling that she could not fall in love. As they say, a girl sacrifices her wishes, her pleasures just to keep things in harmony, so did she. But deep inside, she was dying everyday. And I mean it. He saw the times when she refused to meet him but never found out that each day just to see him she lied to practically everyone around her, kept everything so complicated for everyone, but for a reason. She simply wanted to live a few moments with him which meant the whole world to her. 

Nobody could see how everyday she spent hours in making her hair just because once he said I don’t like your hair. Nobody could see how she changed her nail paint every week because once he said “such long pretty nails” :). With all the fear in her heart she went on long drives with him after dawn, just to make him feel that she wasn't conservative. She kept lying to him that she isn't romantic, that she finds all this cheesy, that she is a bad kisser only to stop him falling in love with her.

Yes she sacrificed it all, created a little drama, yet never hated him when he simply one day moved away from her life. I don’t know how it happens when people fall in love again and start feeling the same for someone else. I could never. And today when she sees him with his new ‘lady’ she smiles , laughs with him, shares his problems, advises him, takes care of him for the simple reason that she still cant afford to lose him she still feels connected through all this. She still carries the hope that one day he might understand how he meant the whole world to her and how badly she wants him to be happy. Love may end but the relationship can never. Not always is it necessary to express, not always is it important to impress, sometimes seeing someone blessed and merry can make your life worth living!

I still have love to share

I still have love to share,

Cos for me its u and always u everywhere,

They say time heels everything,

But time without you doesn't mean anything

For the promises we made,

And the memories we made,

Everything I know will now fade,

Yes, I will always remember our first chat,

The first kiss, the longest hug and your flat,

The tea u made for me,

And for all the ways you pampered me,

I still have love to share,

Cos for me its only u everywhere,

And without u saying I know,

You would always love me but you’ll never show,

I know my feet u will miss,

That side look and the surprise kiss,

All the fun we did together,

The long drives and the exotic weather,

And so I still have love to share,

Cos it’s only u everywhere,

I can’t explain how I feel,

And I don’t know now how will I deal,

It’s like a piece of me going away,

Leaving everything dark and grey,

Tears can’t express my pain,

Even my words have gone in vain,

But I will still have love to share,

Cos I know it has always been u everywhere!

(Image courtesy: luvforluv.blogspot.com)

The Undefined Love...

Baby I wanna talk to u all night long

I know m getting married n I know this is wrong,

You! You my love....u started it all,

And I promise, I will never let it fall...

For all the mushy moments we’ve had,

You made me crazy, you made me mad...

I wanna hug u tight n never let you away,

Roll over your chest, ah! u know that's my way...

The way you kiss, the way you stalk...

Forget everything and let our hearts talk...

The cute you, the handsome you,

The rockstar you, the baby you,

I can hold my breath till my death,

Just for that one kiss on my neck,

I know I am going far,

But I promise to be your lucky star!

I wish we could hold hands for life,

I wish you could see me as your wife,

I know years later when we will meet,

The eyes will speak, the heart will feel,

The magic we felt as love birds,

No story could ever define it in words...

Fly like no one can cage you...

My sinking heart silently whispered to me, I can’t carry thou anymore, I failed to keep thou gay. And my hands trembled in pain. Yes, it is the same austere paroxysm we all feel while hitting the bed!

Some say it is the burden of karma we all carry, while some say you are merely a victim of quarter life crisis. But deep inside I knew I and alone I was incumbent for it.

It’s all a game of eyes, you see. I close my eyes and I know I wanted to be a superstar, I open my eyes and I accept the chagrin of corporate life. I close my eyes and I wanted to empathize with the needy, I open my eyes and I show my apathy to him. I close my eyes and I want to clasp every breath with my beloved, I open my eyes and I creep with the bitter blues of household.

Everyday when my head strikes the pillow, I feel like a looser! I lost another day, another opportunity, another hope to fondle with life.

Hold back the anguish, hold back the twinge, hammer the chains of worldly affairs and blow away the Grinch! Out you step, with craze and pep, rule your euphoria and start your trip!

Life is strange, stranger are its ways, But it is to be lived, it’s not a race. There is grief, there is rage, yet you must fly like there is no cage…

From prettiness to bluster- A woman has it all!

The glitter in her eyes leaves me abashed every time I confront her. Is it the sparkle of freshness, glory and bliss or is it the pool of anguish, pain and suffering screaming for help.

I say she is today’s WOMANIYA! The glitter is the flare of revenge, bout and pity on the men who ill-treated her throughout her life.

When I saw the elfin munchkins draping their moms’ dupattas, I knew how passionate they were to become responsible homemakers. When I saw the dainty damsels hugging their boyfriends I knew they will take the wedding oaths with selfless hearts and honesty in their spirits. Wiping off her dads’ tears was an eminent inkling that she can and she will carry his affliction till her last breath with a smile on her face.

It’s a heart melting pleasure to watch women grow. It’s such gusto to tickle her tiny fingers and watch her laughter create melodies all around!

Why o why do you not love her?? Why o why don’t you adore her?? When the glitter in her eyes can light up the world around you, why o why do you want to see her rage??