pardon! look a while ...

It’s high time sweetheart

To feel, to bear, the pain in my heart

Oh dear;

Long time we've been apart.

Can’t say more, running out of words

Tears, overflowing my thoughts.

Lovely face- so dear to me,

Smiling eyes- too near to see,

Head back to me darling

This is all I can say- in glee!

Lucky me or unlucky me... 

unnamed..

I was happy those days,

When you were by my side

I used to look at your face and the days would pass by..

“dear son, how could i explain

What happened when your father left us;

Days were miserable and were full of pain

We became homeless and life was a great fuss..”

And then one day you left me too,

I went mad when i couldn't find you

But then i found what life had for me

Love was the only thing that i could see.....

death..

why do people have to die?
...
"you came, you went,
you were past.. you are present.."
death,  significant better half of life...
we come alone, we go alone
we stay alone, a part of it..
we sleep alone, we eat alone
we die alone and that's it..
we cry for them.. we laugh with them,
we share our joys and sorrows..
we play with them.. we dance with them,
we stay and know there's no secure tomorrow..
Yesterday, at 5.30pm, i lost a part of me.. i know, i'll never get that person back.. trying to be strong.. i wrote the above lines long back.. never knew these would get into use so soon.. broken and shattered.. i want to treasure every moment of life spent with that person.. calming down her close people hasn't been easy for me.. but, calming myself is feeling near to impossible now.. i know i cant do anything for this.. but.. i just want to convey this message to the person.. I LOVE YOU, I ALWAYS LOVED YOU AND I ALWAYS WILL.. DON'T WORRY, I'LL TAKE CARE OF EVERYONE IN YOUR ABSENCE . WOULD NOT LET ANYONE CRY AND BE WITH EVERYONE WHEN THEY MISS YOU.. BUT PLEASE, MY DEAR, GIVE ME THE STRENGTH TO BEAR THIS.. Come back to me.. the parting words to that person.. may your soul rest in peace and remember wherever you are, i am there by your side.. i love you..

26/12

Towards the sky goes the water

gets a blow and again falls back,

then the sky forms a rainbow

you can see or never look back...

     the sweet fragrance of the rains

     the unheard melody it contains

     reminds me of all the pleasures of life

     listening to songs with a carnal delight...

after the rain has stopped its play

a sheet of water covers the road

the smell of wet rain in its place,

itself has a magical story untold...

     the rhythm of the water, when it falls on the roof

     the untouched raincoat hanging on the hook

     the smell of fries from the kitchen

     can i please get one more piece of chicken?...

the sweet evening with the family

is an evening hard to find

the rain brings us together

and makes it all so divine...

     all this is fine for a day or two

     what would i say if i were you?

     the rain is gone-

     and so are the memories formed by it

     one more page of the photo album,

     and was that just it?...

the night of terror found its way,

the advent of tsunami, as you people say-

destroyed the happy moments of yesterday

only i was left alone with the memories..- 

         which i suppose wasn't really gay.........

sis..

of all the people I know in life

close and sweet are few

One who's been forever with me

is no one other than you....

Of all the times we spent together

of all the rides we rode

of all the rides we rode together

neither were we tired, nor were we bored...

Of all the sweet bonds we both shared

of all the friends we had

we both had the same choices

and were both mad for the same chad...

Of all the fights we had for toys,

Of all the fights for love

of all the fights we had for clothes

And all the love for clove...

Of all the moments we lived being happy

of all the moments being sad

we both were, for our mothers, very moody

but in our hearts, we both were, for each other, secretly clad...

The only person who stays with you

apart from your friends, family or mister

can also be the one in need

and is one person, who the world calls- a SISTER.....

Who was She?

Passing by the by lane just beside my house

On my way to work every morning;

I see a girl, in rags and bits

And one fine day i go her following..

Then what i see was hard to believe,

She walked and walked with no destiny;

Was hungry by her looks

But couldnt buy food due to lack of sufficient money..

School and studies was she deprived of,

Clothes and food among the other few;

Slowly she went to a temple nearby

And stood among the others, extending the crew..

Maybe luck had something else for her,

When her turn came to eat;

She didnt get any food for her

But all the temple dwellers started her to beat..

She bumped into a car while running,

Physically hurt and mentally unstable was she;

Someone got out of the Car just then

Picked her up, and i understood for her next to god was he..

He put her in the car and went,

I still went following him;

I got to know that he is a doctor

And the girl had some bad bruises which later affected her skin..

Today, 10 years passed from the incident back then,

I saw that doctor again;

He was old and couldnt see

But he had a girl who helped him in his pain..

I talked to him for the first time then,

Asked him whose girl was she;

He dictated me that incident again

And now how happy were she and he..

Tomorrow

That particular day called tomorrow..

When you were supposed to go and subject me with no more sorrow

When we met today after an age i guess..

I couldn't help it but the feeling inside my heart was really hollow ... (depressed)..

An age ago we dispersed and you still remember every part of it..

Every part of it means a lot to you, which once meant my life to me

I’ll store today in the calender of my heart..

Treasuring every moment, treasuring every part..

Till my last breath.. mind it dear.. till the very last breath

I’ll be there for you, will love you.. will try to fill the void in you..

Will be with you..

In your happy times and also the times of your ill health..

That day called tomorrow, i don’t know what will happen to us;

But one thing is for sure.. today’s memory.. is a part of me.. a part of my past..

 PS- i know the spelling of "Chevrolet" ....