The pursuit of happiness is a chase for a lifetime..
Thursday, November 19, 2009
fir ek baar...

..waqt aye to batayen mere liye kya ho tum
..tanha to hum pehle bhi the, par itne nahi
..chand ko thehra do zara raat fir chali na jaye
..ruk kar khud ko aaine mein dekhen zara,
..kuch nahi bhoola hume, na waqt, na manzar, na aankhen, na baat
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
I wanna sleep sound !

Tonight, I will rest as I would...rest forever.
My eyes have seen some life, though,
I would still rest like never before.
Tonight, I will dream of you again...did I say ‘again’?
To you and to me...love spelled life,
I still understand love the same way...I know your meaning, too, hasn’t changed...
‘You’ will I name...if they seek answer to my wish...my last.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Can you read my silence??
...Sitting to re-iterate and brain dump my thoughts somewhere...a stint to give my mind and eyes a sticky-note kind of reminder of what I want...
I am not unreasonable, nor adamant...
I am approximately correct in reaching a fact that I am craving...so much like all of us...
I will never follow trends in pursuit of happiness...
I am desire driven...
There are things which are not meant to be, but they are...
I am an unknown, unidentified follower of somebody...but I am not crowd...
I have continued to live ‘coz my dreams are someone’s treasure in my eyes!
If I get starry eyed with you, as I talk...I am drifted in those thoughts yet again...thoughts of love which was no false...the essence of life so much so that I look into the empty sky ...until far somewhere...and back through the window on the...couch and cushion with ‘my wine’ and ‘your beer...’
and no blink...
catch me smile...and no blink...
Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Don’t frisk me; I am weaponless.
Just camouflaged for a while. I am same from inside.
If I stop at you, you’re probably remarkable; if I move on you've hurt me deep...
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
I don’t know why…

`long before I could convince myself…I fondled with the chain, the case, the dial…stared at the name of the watchmaker…and I kept quiet…
…for all the things he couldn't do for me; for all the things he will not do for me; for all the unintended disheartening words he ever said and for the love that would just go…that was the most ridiculous apology…
…for nothing can make up for it!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Sometime later...
…after everything, I understood…it’s never enough
…beyond him, I discovered…new roads, converging back to him
…without love, I feel…like an undiscovered brook
…there is some truth; I confess...I don’t want to accept
…life, I take…has a purpose unknown
…those people, I chase…showed me love, once
…sometimes when, I talk…I don’t want to be heard
…to someone, I am…a lovely obsession
…somehow, I realized…everyone has their own meaning of love
Today, as I walk alone on the road…I mindlessly wander,
Is love just a convenience, after certain point?

