Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Me and my silence

I choose to walk alone..
& Walk in the dark...
I am not lonely...
But I choose to walk alone...

Times when I want to be quiet..
 And feel someone along,
I ask you to be a silent date..
be with me but stay just very quiet..

Ah.. There you are wondering..
Why am I inexplicably very quiet..
You know only one shade of me..
Out of all those many of them..

The cloak of the soul..
seems icy calm...
The flutter inside is
 violent shaken..

I choose to walk alone..
and to be silent...
To air the inner self..
That is calling my attention


Thursday, August 11, 2011

My Love

To know you.. like that.. was to love you...
To love you.. was a feeling.. I had not experienced before..
We differed to know each other better...
until we found the similarities in our differences...
Gradually it happened... no one called for it
no proposal needed...
commitment came from the love ...
love flowed from within...


I don't regret losing you to life..
I think about you or not..
I feel you inside me..
when I feel like love..
I can see you despite no pictures..
I just need to feel love.. and close the eyes 
that ain't looking..
and not even searching for you..
you were not perfect as you left..
or may be you were because you could...
Its because you gave me all I needed...
I asked less or you gave more..
barely matters.. because I cry no more..
I love you like I did... I search for love..
and I find you within me...
I ask myself this thing -if I loved you enough
that you feel me like I do?
I fear if I caused you more pain than you could take;
for not holding on.. and letting me go!

But, O' My Love! My Love! 
I have no complaints..
for love is not to touch..
Love is not to talk...
love is to know your presence.. 
even when you are not...
Though, love sounds similar to making love..
but I might make love.. but I might not love like you again....!


Wednesday, May 25, 2011

If I could make a wish


If I could make a wish to you..today..or some other time..
Would I walk those streets with you..once again..
from dusk till dawn...over and over again..

If life be more generous this once..to me ..
Would I lie by your side.. all night long..
Looking at that face that speaks nothing, but love to me..

If only this one more time..I got lucky again..
Would I get a deeper look this time ..so that
Don't I fear of losing the memory of you.. once you are gone again...

If.. that day when you left, could be brought back to life..
Could I make the most of it this time.. and not cry..or try to hate you ;
to let U go...

It is beyond my existence...... either of these....!

Sunday, May 22, 2011

You or No one..

After Sahil- The war hero Captain left the world in peace  ..
 Priya..His Girl.. as he addressed her... 

She wrote these lines.. when .. not lonely.. but alone..
not crying.. but talking to him.. in solitude..


Every time I think.. over what Ma says..
You wanted me to live an as cheerful life as with you..
 and to be with someone..

You should come and see over.. I am cheerful..
Living.. Loving life and people around me..

But.. I just cant grant the other wish of your's..
what were you thinking.. while asking for that one?

I try to imagine myself with someone..

Pondering over and deeper
It is just you whom I yearn for..

Letting go is easy.. I have realized now..
But Stopping to love someone.. is not...

It is just beyond my control.. to not think about you
or to just accept you are gone..

I can accept you are not there..
But how can I stop myself from talking to the presence of you inside me?

Letting go has become easy..
because .. Life has no rewind.. I have accepted..

I know.. you have changed ways.. 
and our paths don't meet anywhere in the only life time we had...

I know you ll be lightening some other place
by now... with your ever bright face and 
the warmth you carry along with you...

I have a purpose.. that relates somewhere with you...
I am filling the space you left behind...

I can be happy with you in me..
than removing you to make space for someone else...

I can not be that harsh on myself..
after the fate has already decided my pain...

If only..I could touch you for that last time....
I could tell you how I feel you in me....

And you ll have no regrets.. like I don't have any....




Monday, April 4, 2011

Random !

Yes That day...

That day when you said 
something....
I did not know..
how to react to that something

Talking ,As if I figured it out

Because I actually have not...
I ain't sure if I could ...

But yes... I surely need to...

The thing is..
You took me by surprise..
I wasn't ready..

Ready to hear that from you
And how could I be ?



Tuesday, March 22, 2011

The worst thing about you is that you fulfilled all my needs
even after everything...
you pacified all my complaints.. than one..
to be with me...
And you feel you did all that you could...
But you might never know...
you did more than what you should have
By doing that and all that I asked for ..
You took the part of me along.. which ...
which i needed to rebuild any new relation...

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Have I dropped the thing called Heart somewhere?

Looking back on the road I am walking on..
for quite sometime now...

There seems no hint of you around..
not even the faintest material presence of you..

But looking from my side... the rays are so..
that no light can fade the dark shadow..

How can I not recognize its you...
But why? Why at all ?

The Shadow of you... that moves along..
even when I leave you behind on every turn I take...

I stand still for a moment and ask myself..
the questions with no answers-
          "If the shadow is actually you ?"
or I am assuming it..

Or am I dragging it along,
by looking back every time I take a step forward...


I am living life the way I did
before You and Me ever happened...

I am happy, I am smiling..
I am  living life the way I always wanted....


I don't have answers to any of these random questions..
which are there..
and strangely.. today they seem mere thoughts..
not even capable of disturbing me like before...

But then.. why this feeling of content... satisfaction...
now that there is no one complementing me..
Have you left an image of you in me?
or is it the gemini twin in me? playing games?

I fear... I have dropped the thing called heart somewhere
... so let me just stop and figure it out.. before I get too far
to ever pick it up again....

I know.. that this is a vague sort of a debate within me...
But really... is it not important to know..
that where "The me" is taking me to...?

Monday, February 14, 2011

Does Not Matter .. Huh !

Thats how life is
And thats how every one is...

Does not matter !

And if you are not .." That Type!"
Then you better learn to accept life as it is...

Does not matter how much one loves you
You can never love that person,
unless you got that feeling..
This might sound too pragmatic ! "heartless" and cruel !
But trust me.. ask yourself this question !


You are a handsome dude ! and might not the perfect one... but then, you would almost not at all fall for a bald girl, how so ever honest, truthful, loving and caring she be..!!? right?
You might admire her, you can really respect her for what she is.. you can...

And even this can be true, that you are super duper 9/10 hot, intelligent, smart chick and you still fall for a 3-4/10 okaish guy for something sweet...
And even you can get over it in a few days, months or even years...

Does not matter!
Stop judging you and others..!
Because nothing matters.. Than living.. and living to the fullest...!!

I hurt someone.. I realise it.. and i feel sorry..!
But it does not matter if that person feels, I need to keep feeling sorry and regretting the whole life !
Damn ! its rubbish that you think ! And dude ! get yourself Going ! I am not living to boost your ego !

I am living for myself ! and for being happy...

A sad person can never cheer anyone around...
nor can a sad person be good for anyone else...

Just a happy person can reflect upon his happiness back into the atmosphere around him..

And those who live with grudges, and complaints !
You are wasting it all ...!!!  That what you have and several others do not...

A person suffering from cancer.. facing his way to death every moment !
does not have that those of you heart brokens have ! but still you do not care about it enough!!

Ask any of  those carrying HIV in them... They would pay a heavier price
to be in your position...

Damn ! Love yourself people ! Love and cherish this life and make the most out of it...
Because there is nothing else you have got !

Someone who comes to your life has to go..
by death or by parting ways..
or any way possible...

But you need to just keep meeting more and more people
and find something in everyone around..
Learn.. learn from life.. from people !
And Live ~!

after all...
It Does not matter.. How sad you go !
Once you Go.!!

No one can preserve you than yourself ...

Happy Valentines Day to all of you reading it today :) and to others.. who might read it later...

And to my valetine to be :P :)

I ll be waiting..

Waiting for the moment..

Waiting for the moon lit sky...

Mwahhh !!!! :)


                                                     by
                                                        -- The Crazy Romantic :)

Friday, January 21, 2011

I want to meet you

Sneha called him and said I want to meet you.
Raj replied okae I will call you.
But he did not. He was busy, had friends to meet. She called him and said: I am feeling low.
Raj: Why? What happened?
Sneha: No idea, nothing wrong still feeling low.
Raj: Watch some movie, read something or sleep. I ll see you tomorrow.
Sneha: Right :) gnite.(and she slept)

Next after noon:
Sneha: Hey.
Raj: Oh , I am still sleepy. Will call you once I wake up.
Sneha: Okae baby, call me later .


around 11p.m.
Raj: Hey.
Sneha: Hi
Raj: Sorry, got late last night with friends. Met them after so long you know.
Sneha: Hmmmm...
Raj: What are you doing?
Sneha: Nothing.
Raj: Ummmm.. okae.. What else.. What did you do today?
Sneha: Went to class, wrote a poem, ... and waited for you .
Raj: hmmm ... :) Actually I woke up by 5 only , could not come to see you.
Sneha: Nah, its okae....
Raj: thanks for uderstanding.
Sneha: Yeah. Feeling sleepy, lets talk later.
Raj: Okae. Good Night. Bye.



This is how things were between them. And the frequency became even lesser and lesser. He took her for granted. And since she could not laugh at what was going on, he avoided her for being so painful. And things got worse. They talked in days and at times in weeks.


The poem She wrote was:

I Miss You, but I know
You are there..

I am jealous of those
who get you more than me

I envy all of them who
know you more than I do

But more than that
I love you

....and that is what keeps me
fighting with what come may..
I never stop loving you



This day before sleeping she wrote:

I am not sure
What is wrong..

May be I am wrong somewhere
or it is meant to be like this?

The spark is fighting with the situations
the light is dimming away..
The moment is not ours...
The love is struggling like hay...

I am not sure
if i asked too much
because I have never been demanding
anything ..more than you...

this quietness between you and me
is not the  usual one..
This is the silence before a storm
i wonder what it would be..

I just know , that
I shall try to make it work
    ... to the extent I can ..

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

I Love You.. But I am Sorry

Aryan told her, he cheated upon her - "that one night!". That one night he was not ashamed of or sorry for. For it was not an endeavor he was into for long or even for a day. It just took him 45 minutes to fall for it, and the rest just happened.

But living with the wife he loved eternally wasn't easy. keeping her in dark about that accident, wasn't easy. She wrote him a poem today, on the eve of their 5th wedding anniversary and 8th anniversary of the day he proposed to her and promised to devote himself to her till death parts them away. All this long, she made him the man he was today and he loved her so much that her friends would envy of her to have a husband like him.

Then what happened that he almost forgot her in that one hour, which was to bring their fairytale perfect life at a stop? 

More of a question to ask would be - How could he tell his dear wife about a one night stand, that happened! unintended in a moment of weakness when he felt that he almost lost her. And how could he live with her without telling her about it. 

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Shreya is getting dressed in a perfect peach dress , with her happiness reflecting in the glow in her eyes. She has planned a perfect evening for the both of them to surprise Aryan by saying she had to work tonight for the deadline of her project.
Aryan knew she was lying to him, kust to surprise him in her usually perfect way of planning unique things for them. He loves her bubbly nature and the innocence with which she expresses her love. But today, its a difficult anniversary for him. Aryan driving back home, with the guilt of not telling her of that night he lost himself to a girl who kept him alive for her.
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This is about 4 months back that:
 He was coming back from office. He had got flowers for his 5 months pregnant wife.  
About 5 mins from home, He got a call from the local hospital that Shreya got a miscarriage. He was devastated. He went to the hospital and saw her lying pale in a bed with eyes wide open in shock with the news. She had more to tell her than he knew. 

She had few chances of being able to conceive again. As he got close to her, she began crying and apologizing to him for having being unable to take care of their baby. He could not stop crying with the dream broken before him, but kept his calm and took her in his arms and expressed his content that she was fine. 

He made things sort of normal in few weeks. They consulted several doctors and took advise from a friend who was practicing medicine abroad. This calmed Shreya with a spark of hope, that could reflect in her eyes and her smile.

But for Aryan, he had not cried since that moment her held her in the hospital. He had been suffocating in the pain, pretending he was fine and he escaped the pain of losing his first child.
 Aarti, his closest friend before he met Shreya. She surprised him with a surprise visit after years and took him to his place to tell him where she had just moved in in the city. While on the way, they talked of old things and the relation they shared. Once they reached her high rise apartment in the middle of the city, he realized that she left because she loved her and he did not. And he could never understand her love for him. 
Then they began to talk about Shreya and Aryan and their perfect life and how he loved her so much. And then a pain striked him. 
Aarti: What happened? Why you look pained? Are you alright?
Aryan: My baby... we lost him...
                       I loved him already.. He used to respond to my voice... (in pain and tears .. he lost control of himslef and cried like someone was dead just next to him... actually someone was... his pain precipitated in that moment of weakness when he shouted, cried.. howled... )

Aarti was not sure what to do.. she hugged him and consoled him .... The moment was not right. He needed Shreya next to him. He held her in his arms, hugged her.. kissed her forehead and in a painful voice ...
He cried: Baby, we will have Arshy again.. trust me...(Arshy is the name they thought for their baby to be...)

Aryan was broken. He felt he was with Shreya. And he kissed her. more passionately.. and he made love to her with all the passion and agony.. releasing the pain and the ache that he had inside him...

The next moment, he realized what he did. He apologized to her. 
Aryan : I am so sorry Aarti. I was out of my mind. 
Aarti: I always loved you.
Aryan: But I love my wife. I seriously do. I am so sorry.
Aarti: I know that. But you need not be. I understand. (after a pause.. a silence that made none of them in a position to say anything)

Aarti: I promise, no one would ever know. You will never see me again. 
Aryan: But I am so sorry I thought you were her, I lost myself.
Aarti: Aryan.. you are the same man I loved.. The only thing is that your love is not for me. But trust me, you have given me something I will never be sorry for. And please stop apologizing, I know you were not loving me.. but your wife.
Aryan: I should go.
Aarti: Can I ask for one last favor?
Aryan: Yes, anything I can do to make it better for you. You know I am sorry.
Aarti: Please don't go tonight.
Aryan: You must be joking! Shreya is waiting for me and I need to go. I love her. (thinking...) But how will I face her.. How will I live with her.. (tensed!) O god...! please give us strength to get past this tough time in our lives... 
almost in tears.. 
Aarti: Covered herself in the sheet and went close to him .
Aryan: Jumped off the bed..    Oh...! I am sorry! I do not want to hurt you. But you are my friend. I love my wife.. And I am sorry.... (speaking this.. again and again; he got dressed and headed towards the gate to leave).
Aryan: I am sorry, tell me anything I can do to make you feel better.
( He said this and left.
Door shut.
He was in the hallway, when he all that came back to his mind. And just one sentence of her: Please Don't Go Tonight! sounded again and again .. and out of guilt and care for her, he called Shreya from the hallway)
Shreya: Hey.. am Home. When are you coming.
Aryan: Baby, I got a US client, will need to stay back till late. You please eat and sleep and take care please.
         I Love You.
Shreya: Ok. Love You too.. 

(Voices in his head: Love You too... Please Don't Go tonight...Love You too... Please Don't Go tonight... Love You too... Please Don't Go tonight...Love You too... Please Don't Go tonight...)

Door opens. He sees around and goes back to her bedroom.

He sees...Aarti wrapped in the sheet, curled.. lying on the bed... a tear on her cheek one wet drop below her face on the bed sheet..
He went close to her and in a sorry and caring manner he looked at her and sat close to her....
There he slept thinking about how to deal with this what just happened and about Aarti, that how could he ever apologize to her.

Birds chirping! Sun peeping into the room.

Aarti wakes up and in a moment of love happiness and pain, last night passed flash her eyes.. 

Aryan wakes up and looks at her crying in a puzzle of emotions. He went close to her, kissed her on the forehead, hugged her and left with a sorry and I care for you look.

Aryan: Take Care.

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Aryan drives back home, consoling himself that he felt it was shreya and thinking he needed to hide this from her for the sake of her state of mind  her health and her trust on him. And more importantly, for he loved her and he could not lose her.He picked up a bunch of Orchids for her.
He went home, had a shower and woke Shreya up with a bed tea and Orchids on the table at the side of the bed. With that look in her eyes, he thought - Oh! I love you so much ! How could I do that to you.

He went close to her and kissed her. Hugged her and kissed again. And this became a morning beginning with making love to his wife, whom he loved. 
Aryan: I am not going to office today, and tomorrow is Saturday.So its an extended moon-weekend.
Shreya: Moon-Weekend?
Aryan: Yes my Love...! Moon stands for a second Honeymoon with my pretty wife.
Shreya: But I have work, I did not work over night.
[Aryan turned pale, with the thought of last night.]
Shreya: (looked at him and thought .. this was a good time for them to rejuvenate from the accident they had) okae then think of an excuse for bunking office for me.
Aryan: So call your boss and tell him you are feeling uneasy and vomiting .Because ultimately you will(winks)
Shreya: (Hits him with a pillow ) You monster!

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They left for a beach side resort. He made her feel the special person she was for him. He revisited his love for her and realized how cruel a thought of losing her was. 
In the beach view room :
Shreya sitting on the bed side. Aryan sitting on his knee bent , holding her hand.
Aryan: I promise to take care of you in happiness and sorrow.. in good times and bad.. I promise to love you till the end of my life...
Shreya: I Love You.
He moves up and kisses her passionately and makes love to her. 

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Aryan rings the door bell.
Shreya: (in her perfect self in peach) opens the door and kisses him there.
Aryan: kisses her without seeming happy.
Shreya is disappointed beyond her control. She wonders what could possibly be wrong.
Shreya: Is everything all right baby?
Aryan: Yes. I m just tired.
Shreya: ( gets him coffee) Everything fine in the office? Did you stress yourself too much? I have never seen you so tensed honey.
Aryan: I need some time alone. (his words tearing himself from within).
Shreya looked at him and came to the living room.



Aryan comes out from the bedroom.
Aryan: I slept with Aarti.
Shreya looks at him in silence, unable to speak a word. Her throat chocked. She wanted to say something, but she just fell on the floor where she stood...
He ran close to her in tears .. saying sorry.. I did not mean it.. It just happened...

He told her the whole story.. she did not utter a word all the while...

He went back to the bedroom... thinking, what to do and how to correct this...
After smoking @ whole packet of cigarettes he came out of the room, he could not find where Shreya was....
He called her..  but the phone rang in the house.. she was no where to be found ... 
Horror struck Aryan took off.. he went to every friend, relative where he expected she could go...  
She was no where... she went to the place they used to meet at the beach...
She was nowhere to be found...

Aryan:(crying.. shouting out loud!) Please come back... I Love You and I am sorry... He returned to the house.. waiting for her.. 
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3 Months after she left

He gets a mail :

"I LOVE YOU, But I Am Sorry..."

I ll come back... !


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There after ,He is living a life of pain everyday.. he curses that night everyday.. And prays to God everyday while coming back from office..
Aryan: Let her be home tonight.. 


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Shreya Died in a car Accident that Night.. Aarti sent him that mail and cremated her... 


Sunday, January 9, 2011

The Secret Admirer


O Dear Stranger !
You have no idea..that
   you are being noticed, 
     and thought of , and 
       more importantly, loved .

O Dear Stranger !
The spark in your eyes
    brightens someone's day,
      your smile lightens up her face,
         and that rawness in you,just leave her.. 
                                                                  ..mesmerized!
You are that person
   who caught her eyes
      from a flock of damn ! so many..!

That secret admirer of yours..
      is there; looking at you.. 
         when you are not watching.
              Feeling elated, just by sighting
                                       what you do..
                and by loving both ...
                       you and your presence ..
                           Enjoying every moment 
                                 of that unconditional love
                                       which has no give and take
                                                   .......than just love ! 
I know you do not
     and that is why 
         I wish to tell you.. 
            that... Your are special !