my imperfect words ;)

i wish life could be a fairy tale...
n flowers would never get pale!
i wish there were all happiness...
sorrows leaving no trail!
i wish spring would never end...
no animosity,only feeling to befriend!
i wish no one would ever cry...
n world as colorful as a butterfly!
i wish there were no regret...
just the peace we beget!
i wish the rivers would never get dry...
n like the birds we could also fly!
i wish there were no deafening noise...
just the rhythm, symphony and poise!
i wish world could be free from blinding haze...
and we could travel with the waves!
i wish there was all love...
and all hearts as tender as dove!
i wish there would be no surrender to fate...
only hundreds of reasons to celebrate!
i wish for abundance...

nobody destitute hence!
i wish...............


P.S : and yet i know imperfections add spice to life! they make us wat we are! its strange that we strive for perfection in every walk of life yet it is imperfections that make life!

eternal wait !!

i waited for you...

hoping for you to be real someday,

believing that destiny has this meeting in store for us,

i waited for you..

to let you in,

completely and deeply in,

to understand my impulsive instincts,

to accept me for my candidness,

i waited for you..

to accept my selfish mean and stupid talks,

and yet understand that i mean none of them,

to love me the same at my worst,

to read my mind better than me,

i waited for u..

to have faith in me,

to stand by my side whatever the case may be,

to be my pillar of strength when i was falling apart,

to be my armour  in the times of trouble,

i waited for u..

to treat me as a child,

to listen to all my cribbing and responding with just a little smile, 

to love me without judging me,

to measure my heart not my words,

i waited for u..

to be a gentle touch of air when i am not in the best of my moods,

to be the rain on a scorching sunny day,

to see through me as if seeing through a glass,

to see into my eyes and radiate positivity into my being,

i waited for u..

to cast a magical spell with your soothing words,

to be my hope when i was overshadowed with dark dispair,

to not move away if i told u to stop,

to come in close to embrace me into your arms forever,

i waited for u..

to love me as i was,

to hold on to me forever...

n here i am today..

with my last breaths on,

and yet the wait is not over,

may be it has always been about me,

may be i never gave it a thought to what u might have wanted from me,

but my faith is still undying,

may be i'll come here again,

to meet u someday,...

so i'll sleep in peace 

and still waiting for u....

wish!

i wish 
for a heart that would never get hurt
neither would hurt someone else ever!!
i wish
i could love myself more than anything else in the world 
rather than feeling so compellingly to forewarn you to maintain distance
i wish
i had learnt to builld bridges
rather than to build walls
i wish
i could face things head on 
rather than sleeping off all the tensions
i wish 
i could love wid all the heart
rather than running away from it
i wish
i had tried hard
rather than being so unsure 
i wish 
i had no wishes
rather than having the ones unfulfilled
i wish
i had not spilled it out here
but u can judge it the way u want to!!!


P.S: i know i was talking like my whole life has gone!! yeah i know i have all the time in the world to change my wishes to reality but somethings just come into the mind sometimes........

FUmes..

                                          

Some dark,

Some white,

Some clear,

Some choking,

Some mesmerizing,

Some intoxicating,

Some relieving,

Some oblivious,

Some fragmenting,

Some uniting,

Some visible,

Some invisible,

Some close to eyes reach,

Some too high for a piercing glimpse,

Diffusing,

Rising,

Fleeting infinite shapes,

Originating, spreading transcending,

Infinite moments

Some bright some grey

Infinite dreams

Some true some flew

Sometimes goodness sometimes evilness

Infinite thoughts

Some stay others fray

Some hallucinations some creations

Some rises some falls

Different moulds different appearances

birthing, living and transcending.

delusory?

The flame extinguishing? ,
or taking a whole new course of existence?
The truth fading? ,
or reality reshaping itself to a whole new shape?
The hope dying?
or rekindling with a fresh vigour? 

*DiVeR$It!Es*

I see those faces who toil hard the whole day long and a glass of water would be sufficient to suffice them and then I see the faces who have everything at their disposal and they crave for more and more..
I see those faces sleeping without a roof on their heads unaware of the world around dem and then I see those with the lavish beds and yet suffering from insomnia..
I see the glamour of the skinny models and then I turn around to see the eternal beauty of a not so glamorous mother’s face..
I see the fresh flowers with the dew drops shining with the first rays of sun and then I see the ones withering away with the dust storms..
I see a new life being born each day and then I see those funerals …
Celebrations and mournings…
Love and lust..
I see the most genuine faces of the world and then I see those sarcastic grimaces….
I see the visages with the plastic smiles and then I see the brilliance of those loud laughs springing directly from the heart…
I see those devastating fires, the dreadful draughts and then I see those flooded landscapes..
I see those innocent faces playing with the dolls spreading smiles all around and then I see those faces playing with the lives cultivating terror ..
I see those posh restaurants and I see those street food corners..
I see the those bright flashes of light and then I see those deep dark abysses..
I see the trust,faith and the hope dyeing each day and taking new life each day..
I see the sun rise and set each day..
I see the desires and the senses governing the people and I see the people governing their senses
I see the world flourishing and growing in all dimensions and then I see the world perishing with each day…….
This is what I call THE DIVERSITIES , the world of diversities …
I find life simple and yet complicated…

Love @bove all religions.....

Drenched in the heavy rain pouring down from heaven itself , Bestowing its blessings on the two newly wed . The exhilarating breeze touching the faces and refreshing the soul from deep inside. ..

Trisha and iqbal had faced a hard time recently trying to convince their parents for marriage for Trisha was a hindu and Iqbal a muslim. Two years they had been waiting for this day .Sometimes their mind in a treacherous state suggested them to elope but they were prudent enough not to take such step because hearting their parents was the last thing on the earth that they would do. Two years of constant endeavour it had taken for their parents to agree . The time had tested all their patience and love for each other.

For them it was just an unforgettable day of life. All the colors were seeming more bright and brilliant today. The droplets of water on the leaves showing the reflection of seven colours of the spectrum , the sweet smell of the soil beneath , the air more fresh and clean with the water, the flowers blooming and waving as if were smiling on them ,and they were lost in the beauty and splendor of the moment. With their eyes closed they were dancing to the rhythm of the music played by the nature itself. Their feet flowing with the sounds of the wind and the thunder…..

Suddenly Trisha opened her eyes and to her surprise she was alone there . Where did iqbal go ? She got completely bewildered. She started looking all around madly. Her heart was palpitating hard and in a moment she was crying even louder than the thunder. She was now walking faster than the wind from the garden to the stairs downside in a hope to find him. She was just about to faint when she saw the glimpses of Iqbal who was being taken away from her by some people of his community . He was struggling hard to come back to her but the distance between was building up more and more and his stature was growing shorter with each step ahead. His image growing faint and he disappeared……………

Trisha comes into her senses and opens her eyes ….
What is the place where she is? She was lying in a bed and then she looks around. It was her own room Trisha and Iqbal’s room! And then a comforting hand comes and rests on her forehead . And Trisha realizes that it was the touch of Iqbal..he was with her. And then the series of events that had happened began to rewind in her mind and meanwhile she heard him saying,”Trisha! You scared me . I just went to get a flower for you and when I came back u were not there. I found you lying unconscious downstairs. What happened to you? I love u Trisha.” And Trisha realized that going away of Iqbal was just a dream. She hugged him and in her mind she decided to forget all the insecurities regarding their relationship due to religion. Their love only was sufficient to combat all the difficulties…..

Blind !0ve!

A cute little girl who grew up into a charming damsel loved a guy since her young age .what can I say than to say she was in love truly madly deeply!.…the guy had been her neighbor since the two were kids. Initially he was one of his silly sweet childhood crushes but she never came to know how this silly thing changed into liking and over the time she found herself in love with him.
She had witnessed each moment of his growing up since his childhood , when he was so full of life and always full of talks kind of chap. While she herself was so shy and so reserved. Her shyness never let her talk to him. She just used to keep watching him from behind the walls. But then he grew up and he was never the same. He was completely taken over by loneliness and depression as both his parents died in a car accident. And he was not strong enough to face life. Drugs seemed to him the better option of living. She was yet just watching everything ,his lost zeal of life, his loneliness ,his insanity and yet she loved him and only him . And yet she was away from him when he needed a comforting shoulder more than anything in the world. She wanted to share his pain, his suffering but what was it that was restraining her , keeping her away from him. But when the situation got out of hands she had to have the courage and she took him to a rehab when finally he was on the verge of the worse addiction. She used to be with him day and night . It was more tough for her because for him she was just a stranger interfering in his life. But god was on her side and his situation improved. And soon he was out of the habit of drugs. They were happy and then finally it was her day when the guy proposed her for marriage. She was into tears…
THEN on the day of marriage…. she was looking no less than a princess in her white wedding gown. The ceremony started and the two were asked to take their wedding vows and suddenly the white colour of her gown changed to all red….the knife dropped off his hands and she was all into his arms….. ‘I LOVE U’ were her three last words as she was gone forever . He cried like anything in the world still not knowing why did he kill her??!!!

WHO @M I ?!!!!!!!!!!

Everyone of us holds quite a lot of personalities, a lot of faces ,and that too skillfully we manage. Right expressions at the right place is a trademark of this interesting species of the world. That is one thing that we start learning right from the day we are born till the day we end up going from here. We experience the Life in different colours and the reflection of life is seen in our personalities also entirely composed of different colours .So I am talking about one of such multifaceted personality THAT’S me. I find myself holding so much wide kind of faces that sometimes I myself forget that who I am and I find myself in a situation as if dumbstruck over this one question. WHO am I ? the one question to which one lifetime can fall short for me to understand it!! As I start mulling over this question and I supposedly take a situation and predict my reactions about it. oh my god!!! Hell of possible reactions I can have to one single situation or may be I can have a single reaction to multiple situations. Where from I get this capability of handling all these faces! Sometimes I just feel like I am a mere actor playing her role as directed by the notions of this world. I wonder what would have I been if it had been the other way round only my own OWN ..expressions I had with me (again I m left wondering to think, for that may be I need to be had born in complete isolation from the world). And sometimes it’s a state of dead end as I keep on cogitating over the one thought .
Sometimes it feels like a compromise to live on the conditions of this world, these established norms of society. The world will call you mad if don’t smile when everybody else is…or you don’t have a tear in your eyes when everybody is crying at the top of their voices..you are heartless if you don’t weep over a tragic thing that is making everybody around sad…I feel like so perfectly we have been programmed to give those predefined reactions over everything and it gets worse when we knowingly fake it . Who can be a bigger hypocrite than us? Some suggest that ur answers are inside but as I see it how can the answer lie inside . Inside its just a means of calming down your seething brain which is amazed over the question ’ WHO I AM ? ‘ to attain a state of complacence and merging with eternity but how does complacence provides answers ?

He'$ gone but love $t@ys

I treasure within myself those moments so perfect, the moments so divine. The innocence of those eyes still beholds me and governs my existence……and along with that is the feeling of remorse and guilt. And then I assure myself that destiny is inevitable.
Two entirely poles apart perspectives came across while on their ways’
A short time it took for these perspectives to mingle,
N mingle too in manner so religious,
Like two peas in a pod.
It all initiated with a curiosity, an urge to discover and to reveal the sense of mystery that they could smell around each other. And ….it just happened. Most beautiful, most enchanting and most unique and a magical experience not just for a lifetime, but till the time my soul is alive. Those eyes had an innocence so ignorant of the evils of outside world, those eyes made me carried away, lost...i could see the immensity of horizon in those innocent eyes. Days passed by and the things became more beautiful. If I say he became a mirror to ma existence it would not be true because a mirror is limited to the exterior of a person, nor I would say he became my shadow that also disappears in the dark. Rather I would say he was just like the air surrounding me everywhere, unheard, unseen, but I could and I still can breathe his presence in the each moment of my life…………..But the difference is today it’s just the air and the memories that have stayed. Destiny exhibits its power sometimes in strange ways. And makes us helpless .that fateful day it all happened, when I compelled him to let me drive the car. I lost the Control and it struck the tree ahead and things changed forever. How could destiny do this, I killed him! And he was engulfed into the arms of death forever… n no remorse could ever bring him back

P.S:its imaginative. So plz dont infer that i actually killed someone :)