"I gUess I aM FalliNg IN LovE"

I guess am falling in love....
I gOt up in the mOrnin, with a face in my mind....
the same face that was in my dream, Whole Night...
the ringing alarm Clock, lOOked like Singing lOve sOng...
seeing me getting up at One beep,
my mOm was shOcked...
I dnt knOw what happened,
....i guEss am falliNg in lOve.....


The mirrOr said, "the smile is beautiful bUt new"
I lOOked Up and realised that it was trUe
dnt knOw frOm where this smile has cOme
and I see am blushing fOr nO valid reasOns...
mOm said you lOOk gOrgeOus in this Dress, still am lOOking for a better One,
....i guEss am falliNg in lOve...


There is sOmething so amazing today, abOut weather,
I am passing smile tO each of my neighbOur.
tHe wind is like talking tO me...
I feel am flying w'Out wings....
all i want tO hear tOday is "thOse 3 wOrds"
....i guEss am falliNg in lOve...


My heart starts rUnning jUst at the thOUght Of his name...
the sOUnd is like inside sOme mUsic is being played
Eevrytime my phOne rings, I pray it flashes his name.....
all i see when i clOse my eyes is dancing with him in rain..
I laughed at my friends and nOw its my tUrn
....i guEss am falliNg in lOve...


HugginG him is all i wAnt these days,
Every tOUch of his plays mUsic in my brains....
when iwalk with him, i dOn't want the rOad tO end.
nOthing wOrks mOre than when he tells, "yOu are the best"
I feel nOw that we are mad fOr each Other....
....i guEss i am falliNg in lOve...



a smile of his is the best gift fOr me
the mOments spent tOgether are preciOus than any memOry...
I don't knOw how we always have sO many things tO talk...
either battery dies, Or balance gets Over,
we never cUt each Other's call....
am nOt a gOOd listener, but his wOrds are like
"mUsic in my ear"
....i guEss am falliNg in lOve...


I gets angry and fight daily becaUse the way he please is fUn
when i tell him "yOu are my best friend"
my heart shOuts frOm inside "that he is the One"
when he lOOks intO my eyes i can't lOOk back...
I feel shy, i blUsh, the cheeks gets red....
I lOve when sitting behind me in bUs, he msgs, "wassUp?"
....i guEss am falliNg in lOve...


Don't knOw why i pUt pics on FB just fOr him to take a lOOk
and why I gets happy when i see him in the Recent visitOrs On OrkUt
I lOve when he hOlds my hand while crOssing the rOad...
and fOr that tOuch i say everytym,
"I am scared, I can't crOss"
his smile and care makes me behave sO dUmb...
....i guEss am falliNg in lOve...

"Conversation With God"

I just heard a voice my behind,
I turned my head...
but there was no one that side.....

I was scared, I was shocked
because I was all alone.....
the only question running through my mind..
where did this voice come from???

Lying on my bed, I closed my eyes
and here it was
the same beautiful voice.....

calling my name and talking to me....
trying hard to make me sit and listen to what all it was talking

For once I decided to stay calm and listen
there was no point in running
from something that had no existence

I asked who are you and why are you following me???
it replied, you called me, I am God
whom you are hearing.....

This time I was stunned,
then I asked are you joking???
God does not do this kind of talking.

I always try my best, but you don't listen,
were his words...
you are always very busy in listening to others...

I feel bad because I too
take a lot of pains....
but all I get in return
is a hell lot of blames....

I asked why you talk like this
that we don't understand....
Why don't you just come in real and shake hands.....

He replied "there are some rules, that I have to follow..
I don't have a particular body
or shape to show....

...I talk through your heart
but you doesn't seem to be interested..
Still I stay there and try giving solution
to all wrong you did...

But now I am just tired
of seeing you doing all that people tell you...
try to listen once to your heart
and me too....

After all its your heart
who knows you best...
trust me the secret of winning every battle
lies on the left side of your chest...

Decide yourself what is right and what is wrong
leave what others say
they always think of just their own..."

Suddenly I heard a sharp sound of ringing,
I got up from my bed,
realizing that it was all I was dreaming...

Sitting on my bed...
I am still lost....
was that just a dream???
or a medium of talking by God???

Now I am confused,
whom to ask this question
for the first time I wanna trust someone...
whom I never listen..

So today I listen to what, my heart is trying to say...
forget it that was just dream,
but now you just follow your heart more than your brains....

"Yes...i know...i know..."

“Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives, but none about his or her own”.
A quote from Alchemist. This is one of my favorite quotes. If you don’t agree with it just try to notice once. Just try noticing how many advices/suggestions you are offered in a single day from different people. You won’t believe how many counselors exist around you. But take a note of yourself as well, because even we don’t let anyone pass without providing an advice, its human nature. We all believe that we all possess the solution to other’s problems, even when we all are so messed up with our own lives. As it is rightly said, “India main muft ki advice bahut milti hai.” People give solutions without realizing what can be the repercussions of their precious advices. So many people, so many advices, resuts in so much confusion.
I have a neighbor. He himself lost his job a few months back, has been looking for a job since then but no results, but he possess all knowledge of what I should be doing. Every now and then he asks me, “What’s going on?” and then provides me a new suggestion, clearly emphasizing that all I am doing is absolutely wrong and he provides me with what are the best alternatives for me.
It is so frustrating at times. I mean can you believe how every new friend of my dad, provides me with a new career option, telling that I am choosing a wrong way. Without having any interaction, I have been told that I should go for law or teaching or take HR or Finance as specialization and bla…bla…bla…
I request all the readers; please realize that we are literally committing a “crime” by effecting the peace of mind of the people whom we provide new advices.
I read somewhere that if you tell someone that you are satisfied with your life, they’ll feel jealous of how can you have something that they couldn’t. Then they’ll try best to make you believe that you are wrong and you are not satisfied. And when even then you won’t be convinced, they’ll kill you and when they see you dying in peace, they will declare you a saint.
I think this must be the reason behind this habit of ours. We are so human, that we are always jealous of the achievements of people around us. And just to compel ourselves, that we know better than others, we keep on providing such solutions.
This is a request to al,l that please avoid this habit because the way it irritates you, it must be irritating others as well. I mean one shouldn’t be negligent when he/she really possesses the solution. But otherwise, “No”.Now I just laugh at people, who tells me that writing is a waste of time for me or that I made a wrong decision when I left that opportunity untouched or marketing is not good for you or bla…bla…bla….the list is long.

"Mom, you are the best"

It was a Friday morning, one more busy day to start. I got a call on my cell at 6:30 in the morning, when I was taking a walk with a friend.
“Yes mom?” I asked
“Where are you? I just got up and found out that you were not on your bed. I was worried.”
“I came for a morning walk, will be back in half an hour.” And I cut the phone.
I came back at 7:00 and started preparing for my college. Left home at 8:00, quite annoyed with mom’s frequent questioning, “You took your lunch? Don’t forget the milk and bla..bla..”
Came back at 4:00, tired with all those fun things at college, with friends. My mom is working so she wasn’t home. She came back at 6:30, when I was already out with friends. After coming back I got straight into my room, asking mom to serve me dinner over there only, me sticking to my idiot box. So one more day went with zero interaction between mom and me.
At around 11 in the night I took out this book that one of my friends gave me that day only. “For one more day” by Mitch Album. I started reading it and I couldn’t believe myself, I had tears in my eyes. Yes I was crying. You might say it’s a very normal thing, especially in girl’s case but my close friends know I am not the one who starts crying while reading or watching a movie. I usually laugh at my friends when they behave so. But yes this time I was crying. Every single incident, I could relate to myself, my mom. She has always been giving and I never gave even 1% of it back. I could remember the moments when she was there to support my every tear. And also when I told her not to crib about everything, when she tried to share her heart out. How at times I told her that I am a grown up now, when she was trying to show how worried she gets about me. She was there to hold my finger when I took my first step and she has always been there whenever I was in need, even when I didn’t even ask. How many times she listened to thousands of my demands and how I got frustrated when she said “No” for one. I could remember the day when I came home, drenched in rain and my sister asked “couldn’t you take umbrella with you?” my dad yelled at me with “you could wait for the rain to stop”. And my mom, drying my hairs said “stupid rain”.
How many times she had told me that I am the best and how many times I could tell her that “no mom you are the best.”
The book was like a turning chapter in my life. I couldn’t leave it without completing even though I had college next day. And with repeating a few chapters again and again, I completed that book at 4:00 in the morning. My eyes were kinda swollen with those continuously flowing tears.
Next day was my mom’s off. I came back at 3:30, mom was taking an afternoon nap. Though I usually wake her up and ask to make some hot chapattis for me, that day I didn’t do that. I just wanted her to take some rest and so I cooked it all myself.
We all have become so busy in our lives that we don’t have time to talk with our parents. Today friends are much more important than mom-dad. I realized that I have so many friends to share things with but my mom look upon me only when it comes sharing out her heart. I would say I have learnt that I enjoy sharing things with her equally the way she do. I guess that was one of the best days in my life. It’s just so amazing how small-small things teaches us big lessons at times.
P.S “For one more day” is worth reading…[]

I saw it and I Dream

I saw a kid covered with mud, playing with stones and broken toys,
when his mother was busy in putting bricks, building someone's house.
I dream of the day when I see him going school

I saw the old man dying with hunger,
when his son was busy handling his business in London.
I dream of the day when he have the old age he dreamt of while imparting best education to his son.

I saw the ill man breathing heavily outside the hospital,
because the doctors were busy treating "High Net Worth Individuals"
I dream of the day when he is treated the way a human should b treated.

I saw the girl who likes skirts but even in summers wear suites with full sleeves,
and I saw the boss calling her after every hour in his personal cabin.
I dream of the day when she'll have enough courage to raise voice against him.

I saw the boy who committed suicide,
because he was told he was not capable of doing anything in his life.
I dream of the day when the only competition we have is with ourselves.

I saw the faces that went numb and the eyes that couldn't even cry
on watching in front of them their kids, their husbands, their friends dying.
I dream of the day when there will be no 26/11 and no Indian Mujahideen or Lashkar E Taiba.

I saw them telling North Indians that they are outsiders and should leave,
I saw them telling people what language to listen and speak.
I dream of the day when they realize what are the real duties of a minister.

I saw them fighting over cricket matches in Hyderabad and Delhi,
I saw them putting extra security for players from other countries.
I dream of the day when each person in this country get a proper place for sanitation and 3 meals per day.

The day when everyone believes in the spirit of life....
The day when every kid gets the opportunity to enjoy childhood and smile......
The day when all castes all religions accepts that they all are same....
The day when instead of Khan and Khanna we know each other just by names...
The day when Honesty and Truth really wins....
The day when each individual fall in love with nation like Bhagat Singh...

And I can see the dream world is not so far.....
it virtually exists in each and every Indian's heart.

And I can see the dream world is not so far.....i can see it all

"The UnFinished LovE sTorY"

Special frnd is the name i always give you,
I wish I could say "I Love You"
Since the day I started knowing you,
"I love you"
The day u were wearing blue,I wanted to say "I love you".
Your eyes didnt allow me, even when i was holding your hand,
wid a pat on your head i called you my special frnd.

The day u shouted at me 1st tym, "i loved you"
the day you wished me B'day at night, "I loved you."
With all courage when i tried once, you said,"What???", turning your head,
all i could say was, "nothing, you are my special friend."

The day you bought me chocolates, "I loved you".
the day we drenched in the rain, "i loved you."
Wid every sip of all coffees at CCD, i used all tricks to explain,
but all you understood was dat we are special friends.
The day you told me about the guy, i was quiet.
The day you introduced me wid your love, i was quit.
You saw tears bt couldnt find out for whome,
i wish you could understand, dey were coz, "i loved you."

Wiping my tears, you said, "What happened please tell?"
All i could say was," nothing, am so happy for my Spl Friend.

"A Perfect Day"

Got up in the morning, wid a smile on my face,
as if God had told me, "it's gonna be a beautiful day."
Opened the tap and there was no water,
wat a chilling day, no need to take a shower.
Looked for breakfast, but no sugar for tea,
thank God for saving me from some more calories.
stepped out for work, but the car wasn't workin,
got an opportunity of makin an attempt of saving environment frm global warming.
Took a bus and reached office late,
felt proud knowing, in my absence, how many things had to wait.
Boss called up and penalized with more work and less tym,
got one more chance to prove myself wid dose files.
Stretched at office, wlaked out at late hours,
got a lift frm seniors in their big and elite cars.
Had to walk hrough two roads, from where they dropped me,
ohkk i cud look around which neighbours were worth staring.
Reachd home tired and no gas to cook food,
at last pizza party, God saved me from some more work.
Pizza reachd late and wasnt really hot,
I didnt have to pay anythin, so no money loss.
At last i got into my bed for sleeping,
thankd God for one more beautiful day, for Moon and Sun shining.
Everything went righ and it was a great day,
wake me again tomorrow wid a smile on my face.......