बचपन में हमारे सपने भी बहुत बड़े थे,
पर जैसे हम बड़े होते गए, हमारे सपने छोटे होते गए,
और अब ये आलम है कि,
सपने देखना तो दूर, उसके बारे में सोचते तक नहीं।
Scrolling through my feed, I muttered, "Why do people these days write mostly about heartbreak? My feed is full of such tales.
"Because heartbreak brings out the hidden writer in them and so their experience become words. Just like you do.", my friend replied straight to my face.
Maybe in an alternate universe,
Me and you are together.
Maybe the distance between us,
Was unable to keep us apart.
Maybe we go for those long rides,
That we only talked about.
Maybe the flowers you send are real,
And the kisses I send are not just smileys.
Maybe we hold hands and walk miles,
Understanding each other more through the silence.
Maybe my day starts with your forehead kiss,
And your day ends with my warm cuddles.
Maybe we watch you favourite shows together,
And sing my favourite songs in unison.
Maybe we both had the courage to,
Express our love to each other.
Maybe all these things were possible in this reality,
If only we both could overcome our fears.
If you ever miss me:
Search me between the pages of a harry potter book,
Exploring own ways of becoming a wizard;
Search me in the lines of a superhero comic,
Desperately wanting to have her own power;
Search me amid the scenes of a romantic movie,
Crushing and fantasizing over the lead actor.
Find me in the fallen leaves of the autumn,
Finding beauty in those dry and yellow leaves;
Find me in the colourful flowers of the spring,
Amazed by the colour and smell of the pretty flowers;
Find me in the dew drops of the winter,
Happily enjoying the calmness of a winter morning.
Look for me in some shopping malls,
Choosing once again black over other colours;
Look for me scrolling throu...
I am no longer afraid of the monster under my bed at night,
But the monster as thoughts that comes every night is more frightening.
फ़ना तो हम उनके तबस्सुम पर पहले से थे;
फ़ना तो हम उनके तबस्सुम पर पहले से थे,
पर जब वो नज़रे मिला कर मुस्कुराया,
तो अल्ला कसम, हम बेपनाह मोहब्बत कर बैठे।
"Not slept yet? Insomniac?"
"Nah, just busy with my lover!"
"Oh! who is that lucky person?"
"My mobile!",the single answered mockingly.
Sitting in the balcony, I looked at the sky,
The calmness of the moon reminded me the calmness of your face,
And yah, I started missing you suddenly.
Its been years since we last saw each other,
Or talked our heart out.
So if you are not busy, lets talk for a while?
So how are you?
How is your job?
You still work there?
Umm..do you miss me sometimes too?
Are you in love with someone?
Your eyes still crinkles while laughing?
Do you still like tea like I do?
Don't tell me you still have a crush on Hermione?
I hope atleast now you smile in photos?
How is your dog?
I guess I should end here.
Because I have a lot to ask,
But there's not a single response.
Maybe someday I will ask you...
"I can't sleep", the single complained.
"Come spend time with me",said the mobile.
Horrified she increased her pace upon seeing the silhoutte of a man following her on the deserted road...
But alas she couldn't outpace him..
And when she came back to senses,
Not only her body was bruised,
But her soul was broken too...
2017 taught me that most people will call/text you when-
1) they need your help,
2)they are bored and you're timepass for them.
He tried hard to make her fall in love with him...
And when she started to feel the same....
He disappeared mystically...
I have learnt to live alone,
No, I am not lonely,
But rather I have become more self-dependent.
This year made me realize,
That people are temporary.
Your best friend will leave you,
And move to other city.
Your sister will get married,
And will live away from you.
So being depended on anyone is useless,
Because once people leave,
It becomes really hard to adjust.
Tge void created by them remains forever,
Its just that you make peace with it.
So yes,time was tough for me,
But that has made me better.
And yah, I may be alone but I am happy😀
She used to share music with him,
"You have a great taste in music" is all she received from him.
Only if he knew not the music but the lyrics were meant for him..
Why did you choose her over me?
Is she funnier than me,
or I am too dull to make you laugh?
Does she flirts, the way you do,
or because I want more than flirting?
Is she fairer than me,
or because I blend in your skin perfectly?
Did she got bigger eyes than me,
or my eyes shine too brightly while talking to you?
Maybe she is better than me,
but can you tell me-
If she know you birthday without any reminder,
or about your favourite cricketer, song, the few books you read or all the little thing about you?
Did she ever lost her sleep because you didn't reply,
or did she ever cried for you?
I want to know if she thinks about you all the time,
or she has fallen in love wit...
Let's just not talk today, but hold hand,
And sit under the night sky, listening to each other's silence.
Let's just not gaze at each other's face but read the truth in the eyes.
Let's just not hug each other but feel each other's heartbeat.
Because when words are spoken it is wrapped in lies,
Because often facial expressions are deceptive,
Because the warmth in hugs can be fake,
So for today let's just be together and let the stars witness our unromanticized romance.
Will you hold my hand and walk miles together,
Or you will choose the other path?
Will you listen to me when I pour my heart out,
Or you will choose to ignore it?
Will you talk to me when I want to hear your voice,
Or you will choose to remain silent?
Will you give me your shoulder to cry on,
Or you will just shrug off?
Will you hug me when I am broken down,
Or you will stand still?
Will you love me just the way I do,
Or you will just break my heart?
I want to shout out to the world and say I love u,
But then my voice is already frail.
I want to cry loudly and ease my pain,
But then all my tears have already dried up.
I want to hold your hand and create memories,
But then you have already went too far.
I want to hug you and listen to your heartbeats,
But then whats the point when your heart doesn't feel the way I do.
I know that every word which you texted were mere alphabets,
But each letter of what I texted you were wrapped with true feelings...
Why did you choose me to play this game with?
Or why did you have to play this game?
Why did you lie that you like me?
Or why did you lie that you will always be there for me?
Why did you say I was perfect for you?
Or why did you say we would make great couple?
But the truth is..
You were gone before I even realized it,
You left when I just started falling for you,
You disappeared without giving me a reason to hate you,
All you left behind was this big question.. 'Why? '
The father was a state level wrestling champion...
But he was unable to move that little thing...
Someone rightly said, "the smallest coffins are the heaviest".