U turn

More often then sunrises, are sunsets easier to chase. 

Does human mind tend to like objects closer to them.

When there is a very strong temptation holding us from doing an anticipated task, should we let it flow.

Are all U turns, drawing us back to the past we not wish to rejoice. 

To hopes that don't bring happiness in our thoughts today. 

If there is one U turn I wish to make first thing this morning, it would be the life I had two months back. 

A super loving family, a home that would have all the comfort, a job that fed and fulfilled the empty mind and yes a companion to make the beautiful memories together. 

Why did this day arise.. I see myself not moving an inch because my gut still wants us to stay!! 

And take this U turn, just for once.. 

His first love and her last

Miles apart yet the hearts are full tonight.

Sky is the same, just the two stars have lost their way.

A decade back, memories are still mint fresh. 

A ray of hope, will the paths meet ever again. 

Standing on the edge, let both jump together. 

May he get the last parachute flight and never look down.

The other one is ready to be the meteroid for lightening his sky.

He left her for good and now she realises.

His first love will always be her last and enough for a lifetime.

Gathering the broken pieces will pierce her skin deep.

As this star will retire tonight, setting him free. 

Another chapter closed or an illusion!

A hut on the edge of the river, washed away by the first flash flood water

Would you build your home at the very same place again?

And when two paths reconcile, do we change our steps and walk away.

Or let the sun-kiss her this time? A hope or an illusion. 

Fear of losing self and getting hurt doesn't stop us ever. 

From jumping off the cliff, into the unknown waters.

We dare not wander to find ourselves in the other soul.

The roads or hearts, what wanders more? Hope or an illusion. 

Falling from the skies, giving life's control to what we can't see. 

The invisible string of parachute behind our back, or maybe not. 

Ground's slipping from beneath the feet, foolishness or a leap of faith. 

Till the last jump, it's all tears, sweat and toil? Hope or an illusion. 

The veil without the dress again!

Knowing him for the first time, the thrill would have manifolded and so would have the pain. And what happens when two adults consciously make a mistake of giving it a chance the next time too, only this time with much greater intensity and grit to make it happen for good. Guess when we only think of things from one (couples') perspective, Indian families happen. And these days, another addition to the ruler is married peers. Probable reasons of their change of heart when they might have been come from the same struggle and possibly won or lost. Or the one reason that has higher probability, they want their single buddies to just get married to their deprived choices. Whatever the reason be, it's quite insensitive on the same generation to leave apart empathize, but put their views so strongly in between the struggle. And so the most silent and private bonds only triumph. The feeling of love be so strong that it does not affect or get infected by external manifestation. And when it does, it often are the basic 'expectations' that were considered for granted all along. Both the ends need to give slight slag to the thread, for a highly pulled wire will definitely break before the city sees the first glimpse of light. Moral of a serious love story gone south, let the guy put a ring on it before the girl thinks of convincing the family which is often a difficult proposition. 

Scarred or Rescued

Has it been a lie throughout, 
Or the sky has faded away again. 
Have we forgotten our paths, 
Knowing when to drift and yet, 
He resisted the very next weak moment. 

Is it the fear of him coming in life,
Walking over the wounds that were still raw. 
They say he's caring and he's never backed out.
But the thought still hovers. 
Tide or shore, what does he bring along. 

Just believe in his belief with an open heart.
They say but I won't succumb this time, 
Shadows are fading for once, 
Truth or lie, the brightest star is with me tonight. 

Draw the line

An unusual day at workplace,
Hard to sit with so much toxin within.
Vulnerable to every emotion around,
But blind to someone close getting hurt throughout.

Balancing work and pleasure on the same plate,
Losing the sense of who is an ally or a foe.
And when the shadow beside asked,
Was that the truth, or you fell for the guy.
I had no reply. How to draw the line!

Setting boundaries, sorting it out.
Distances that creep in knowing it's your fault.
"Suck it up" and face the crowd,
Curtains are falling down, learn the dance or escape in the dark.

Coping with some bonds doesn't come easy,
Listen before you speak makes it count.
Shadows take away the sunlight that blinded,
Stick by them or they'll fade out.

A memorable day

The day that will go down the memory lane.
As cashless, card-less and more than anything homeless.
In a city which was dear to me and I could call it home.
Today gives me jitters to breathe freely.
Came with a purpose this time.
But survival is becoming questionable today.
I don't know what tomorrow holds for me.
But the real meaning of living by the day.
Is happening right in front of me.
Today. Just teach no more lessons.
And no more surprises please.
I'm sorry if I made some damaging mistakes.
But spare me this pain post tonight.
Hoping it to be a good night.

Know not beyond the truth

Know not the endless, 

nothing beyond the bare eye's reach. 

Hold nothing that strong, 

When you lose grip, the hand bleeds. 

Closed box, popping out the same surprise. 

Went too far again this time. 

And the feelings don't seem to excite. 

It's a deep dark hollow tunnel inside. 

In pursuit of another journey

A seed, a bud.. this time was a rotten fruit. 
Sometime places pluck you out of your grassroots. 
And this one just did that right. 

Road is often rough, life is no less broken. 
You and me met on the sharpest bend. 
And that filled the trenches in the ocean. 
It echoes now "Never lose faith in your heart."

Journey was short, but captured a bouquet of emotions. 
More than our professors, I learnt more from you in person. 
And now when we move beyond from our daily togetherness. 
I'll rejoice this journey when wishing you a bon voyage. 

Know him more than self!

The actions once initiated, always reach their momentum.
I want to tell you tonight, you came with an ultimatum.
This thought today, might fade away with time.
Knowing you inside out will never be a surprise.

Things that elated us will always be a reason to reminisce.
Each journey would remind of the strings unattached.
Knowing a gem like you can never be an easy task.
When distances peep in, a new story unfolds.

Every bit of truth and the hope of lies.
We'll find our life paths again.
As for this moment, break not the silences.
The care and trust shall prevail through. 

The same weather!!

Raindrops falling on the dry lands again. 
The light at the end of the tunnel never lifts away. 
Dreams and desires forever stay. 
World is not a bed of roses without the prickly pain. 
How I know you today, I'll forget one day. 
Memories fade away, remembering you is no gain. 

Talaash

होने को थे तारे बहुत अँधेरे में भी
बस आसमान नहीं दिखा उस रात को ही।
कहते थे जिन्हें अपना वो हर पल
आज उनसे मिलने पर भी डरते हैं ।

खो दिए उन यारों को अपने हमने भी
बेगानो की महफ़िल में खुश रहते हैं आज यूँ ही ।
उस वक़्त को याद करते है खूब पर रोज़ अब
कल के भूले आते नहीं है घर कभी ।

Sleepless.

Lying on my bed at 20 minutes past midnight I finally feel to come out of the closet and face the reality. The truth that we all run away from, every single time. But this time I'm going to put it all down once and for all. Yes, no job, no love and to top it all, no friends to bitch about. This is a perfect description of a person who might feel depressed, low, shallow and possibly seem to portray her lonely life crisis but not this time. I would rather dust off the idea within the same breath. The whole situation today is a consequence of my own conscious efforts over the course of time. So who and why should I be running away from the truth and cursing the world, the para terrestrial powers (Science grads can go crazy too, they ought to not be logical always - Monotony is definitely not enticing). I start believing in myself again and the positive realisation that there is something good in store for me, something better than the situation I'm in today. I motivate myself by completely giving in to the notion that nothing can go worse than the pool of shit around me. Sometimes such a kind of feeling can actually make things better, at least in your head. And this feeling often elevates you from the under-confident thoughts. Often believed to be true that humans often need a shoulder to cry on and when the shoulder goes missing for sometime, we try to find the same within ourselves or better just learn to hold back the tears. Even this time, so be it. 

Endless chase of a fear

I finally decided to take a leap from the evergreen poetic form of expression to plain and simple illustration and this shall be my first piece of the kind. As the piece of work shall help overcome my fear of expression in merely one form, I shall dedicate this to fear. 

Over the past one week, a lot of my friends and acquaintances have brought out the age factor that we all are facing around. Mid 20's crisis, Nearing 30's fear, you name it in whichever way and the thought is sprawling within. So what is it that changing the mind and body so fast? Is it hormones (I doubt, that generally occurs in the teens), is it marriage (you marry whenever you are ready so no age bracket these days except the occasional family pressure), or is it the instability that's building up because you feel others are settled? All these are nothing but a pool of fears that keep increasing every day. Fear of commitment, fear of failure in love and career, fear of loneliness, the list never sees an end. Some fears build by experiences, others just don't have a base. How do we know which ones are real and which ones are fictional? We don't and we need not too. After all, all fears aren't harmful. Fears let the inner self not be exposed to strangers. They help you contain yourself within. This is the fear of not trusting someone so easily which in turn often helps in self-growth, self-realisation or introspection, as concisely put. 
In addition, there seems to be a new fear developing in the Gen D (Gen D refers to the Digital Generation, brought up in the digital world of internet and gadgets). This fear is called the fear of society. The fear that your peer or someone you often look up to on that social networking websites is often outperforming you and leading a more successful life, or at least as virtually put. In other words, in search of doing something different and worthy of applause by the larger society, we fear that what we are doing at present falls short of any concrete appreciation at all, even from self. Such fears are disastrous not only from a self-growth point of view, even from the mere survival and sustenance angle. We tend to undermine our present work-life and the relationships we have thrived on for so long. We tend to not think of the present in search of a future that is definitely not certain for us, maybe not meant to happen. The world that lies beyond our reach is enticing from far because of its far-sightedness. But that might just be a mirage. It will keep travelling further as we advance towards it. 
And yes, to these fears, I say, some fears have no end. 

Sunrise.

The happiness of wearing the perfect size. 

Capturing the overwhelming beauty of your mind.

Knowing when to bow down, stand for self and fight. 

The myth of being in a man's world is a woman's delight. 

Waters never change its direction even with the growing troubles on its path. 

Thoughts waiver the most and carry you back to your past. 

What inspires is the nature, so don't kill your inner belief silently. 

Thou shall not wait for long for it's going to be the next sunrise. 

Step aside for the sand beneath your feet will deepen and drown you soon. 

Make your own castle again for that is meant to happen. 

Stay firm in your principles for they will keep you strong. 

In the end, there's always something right arising even out of a wrong.  

Dangling bonds of affection

Fail to form a bond strong to last. 

Bit by bit the words surrounding us.

Fade away in the evening dust. 

I know not the times of emotions best.

Nor does the need to express demand much. 

World of fiction doesn't exist for real.

Then why today do you set rules of redressal. 

Live for self, survive for others. 

Hope is that one constant companion of ours.

Let me carry along my shadow along this path. 

Time and pain trade off seldom. 

Reasons and seasons change follow the tide. 

Anger, hatred and grudges never teach right. 

Standing on the edge, water gushing beside. 

Did that one always be taken for a ride?

To be free like a bird takes a lot at times.

Frustration, anger, guilt and regret.  

The feelings just keep piling up as the days pass. 

Believing what I had was the best in class. 

Folding arms, knees gripping on the face tight. 
Giving up on everything to make things right. 

Head held high and raised a toast to life. 
The dark took over even before it shown bright. 

In some weak moments, I think of the crossed lines. 
Might have been short, yet enough for my cries.
Hanging midway in the clouds of despair now. 
I look down upon with wrinkles in wet eyes. 

The last mile is the one never to be tred on. 
Sit with dear ones and still feel alone.  
So to say it best, I choose to be silent tonight.  
For what I dreaded most was the next fight. 

Another bird left the trap. 
Hard to hold back people even in life. 
Thought of progressively growing together. 
Ceases at this stage of carrying it all on the lap.

High peaks, emptier cries!!

It seems to be idiosyncratic at times. 
And hypothetical too in my mind. 
Its truly said and felt something inside never dies.
Be it love, be it fight, be it loud cries.

How to go ahead and not look behind. 
Strangers begin to please when blood betrays once.
Hope too falls short when you begin to take up all lies.
Cold as blood, piercing its way through the stone heart. 

Fellas and pals standing by your side.
Hung on the thin string across the valley of truth. 
Grasp the hearts that cross by. 
The souls shall wait for their turns to come my way. 

Regrets in life

Don't do things because you are tempted to.
Do deeds only if they are ethically right.
Make mistakes with a broader vision.
But never make the same mistake twice.