What About..?

What about the person you Love?

What about the person who loves you?

Can they be same? Is a question stuck in whirlpool?

What about word compromise?

And what about word sacrifice?

Do they have same meaning? It’s always hard to decide.

What about what we do for others?

And What about what we get from them?

Well this see-saw balance is never neutral in Life game.

What about you ? 

And What about me ?

The only common thing is we both can read .

When is the End...

When is the end for times I Spend…
Evenings in pain and mornings so vain..

When is the end for sitting alone in nights
Listening songs and crying inside ..

When is the end ,I ask myself now
Changing my nature and trying to fight it somehow..

When is the end , where I try to express myself
Have a conversation and then not think that all are deaf..

When is the end , where iam living at this pace
Running alone and all alone in this race..

When is the end, to be like this and
How can I change to be merry again..
Iam trying to get answers..and having no luck..
And still with all this I know ..I cant give up..

Baawara Mann (The Bewitched Mind)

The bewitched mind is on its way to dream
The bewitched mind has bewitched thoughts

It beats crazily and takes crazy breaths
Why does sleep run away from the crazy twisting and turning

The bewitched eyes long to watch bewitching sights through the bewitching jharokas
The bewitched mind is on its way to dream
In this crazy world, I wish I had some bewitching company

With this scheming crowd around, I wish your hands were in mine
Wish there was a bewitching melody and a bewitching composition

My bewitched feet desire to dance to the bewitching tunes of bewitching songs
The bewitched mind is on its way to dream
I wish the darkness was bewitching and so was the silence

I wish quivering lips go easy, the intoxication is bewitching
One bewitched veil, slowly tells us of the break of dawn with a bewitched face
The bewitched mind is on its way to dream...

- Translated lyrics of the song "Baawara Mann" from one of my favourite movie "Hazaaron Khwaahishen Aisi"

The Beauty Of A Woman

The beauty of a woman Is not in the clothes she wears,
The figure that she carries, Or the way she combs her hair.

The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart,
the place where love resides.

The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman Is reflected in her soul.

It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
The passion that she shows,
And the beauty of a woman
With passing years
only grows.

- Educato-Humorist Sam Levinson

"Evil Within"

Deep down inside,
Lies within us all...
A small child who cries,
And asks for help through his calls.

Deep inside there only,
Lies an Evil man who crawls,
Kills the child every time
With no mercy at all.

Feelings to help others and
Understand rise again and again..
But this world has made us change and
We only think of gain….

Evil is within and no where else to be found
Conquering your own evils would be the most sound action around.

Where and What - Can this be changed?

Where we stand,
Is always an edge of a cliff.

What we see,
Is the whole world beneath it .

What we desire,
Is the ability to fly across and touch nothing.

What we get,
Is a hard push, and journey to be lead with suffering.

Where should we go?
When mind turns back on us

Where should we go?
When life leaves no options for us

Where should we go?
When time stops its healing.

Where should we go ?
When we can’t listen our own saying.

Lost somewhere, in words above..........
Figuring how I could end the dialogue discovered.........
Choosing again a reason to go on.........
Without knowing if it would mean some thing right or wrong...........

Simple words

Three Little words, I LUV U
Simplest and still hard to fully understand.
They are powerful, but its has taken me far
for their meaning to comprehend.

Enjoying every little moment, when i feel I am wanted
And trying to believe in whats true.
Growing up as an adult, is driving me crazy,
to walk on roads which are new.

I have few friends, who live in my heart,
Time and distance always keeps us apart.
Constantly I feel the need to be with them,
Just that I know in real life, good friend arms are not always there and then.