Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Monday, July 28, 2014

Saudade

Its been long, real long,

but memories still fresh,
as if it was yesterday,

the sounds still echo,
as if you were never away.

the fragrance of you,
still sweetening my memories

you're miles far away,
not just in distance,
but in each possible way.

We will be together,
I lie to myself each day.

I can do nothing about it,
Dying a little more,
Believe in destiny,
No, I don't anymore.


Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Just So You Know

I loved, and love you,
Unknown, If loved by you.
If you knew, I did cry each day,
Wonder, what would you say!


Never, could look into your eyes,
Unaware, if indeed, they do care.
Never, could look into your heart,
I just wish, I was somewhere there.


Urge, Urge to ask you,
If you would be mine, forever.
Urge, Urge to ask you,
Do you even dream, of us being together!!


Wish, Wish I could tell you,
How deeply & madly, I yearn for you!
Wish, Wish I could tell you,
How my heart melts, when I think of me & you.


Amidst the prolonged silence,
I feared, If I would lose you.
Nothing heard. Nothing said,
Would imply, feelings dead!


But, Just so you know, I am still into you.
Just so you know, I still love you.


Urge, Urge to decipher the future of me and you.
Urge, Urge to see, If we can ever make it through!!










Tuesday, February 22, 2011

The Other Side.. (arbit imagery)


As far as I know you,
Or, I must say,
As far as, You wanted me to know you;
I could make out something,
Something which I would pen down replacing myself as you,
Which would mean, A dare to pen down a dedication to me by you.

(following lines are to be read as if they are from her....... )

I very well know your feelings for me,
And I really cherish them.
I would love to preserve them.
I wish I could express myself, the way you do,
All I can say for now, is
I do care for you,
I do have immense respect for you.

I do read, all your compositions you silently dedicate,
But to respond, you very well know, I hesitate.
I have read them all,
And somehow, they seem to persuade me to fall.

But, Its not about what I feel, how I feel , for you
Its the life we live,
Its the expectations from us,
that though bitter, but are the only ones , true.

Its not that in anyway I dislike you,
Its not from you, that I have some pain,
But the moments we share, right now,
we very well know, will not forever remain.

And when it would be time to part,
We would be left with a bleeding heart!!

Let not that moment arrive,
Let's not be questionable,
Let's bear the pain of the present,
Why compound it to the extent, unbearable!!

You do make me feel very special,
I wish, I could make you feel the same.
But, you know, why I can't
The circumstances amongst us are to blame!!

But yeah, from you I have a genuine complaint,
Its about the pain, the pain you carry,
Its something, that to me is sometimes scary!!
If in fate, in future, we may meet across some lane..

Let's just fulfill our duties,
Let's just meet answerable expectations,
Leave the rest as it is,
Why pave the way to undestined destinations!!


Monday, February 21, 2011

One for me, One for her


As I close my eyes,
I see a face.
A face smiling,
A face radiating a glow, never found elsewhere.
And I just feel like to embrace that smile,
I just feel like to dissolve myself  into that glow.
It’s like living a life of my dreams,
If it was the only means to have the awesome pleasure
I dare not open my eyes ever.
But then…
Apart from this illusion,
There awaits a life..
A life that’s real,
A life that’s bitter.
A life that calls for duty,
A life that deprives me of that illusionary opportunity..
If I could by anymeans, just blend the two,
And could meet the both,
Live the both,
One for me,
Other for her
Such an Irony..
The one for me , deprives me of the pleasure of future.
The one for her, demands sacrifice of the present.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

a tiny composition..

Sometimes on my mind, I have you and me , just you and me,

and when suddenly I wake up,
I land back to the bitter irony..


A part of you has grown in me,
and you see,
Its you and me 2gethr n 4ever and never apart,
may be in distance, but never in heart!


You r out f reach, out f sight,
bt in dreams, You n Me meet each night..


I believe that if i shud die,
and u wer to walk near my grave,
frm ver depths f earth,
I wud hear ur footsteps..

I'll be ever der 4 u,
these 5 words I swear to you!

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Debank - Delilah

Sorry, for not writing any thing on my blog since late... No silly excuses to defend, why I did not post anything here... Just SORRY!!


So, the much awaited Debank-Delilah story in brief is here:


Most of you may be aware and have a rough idea of the novel, but still I would reintroduce you to the lead characters of the novel as the story would progress... while framing the story I scribbled 19 register pages… still I tried to cut short and brief it as far as possible...


This post would basically focus on rough ideologies of Debank & Delilah.

In the novel lead characters are Debank & Delilah and the story starts with present and switches to flashback... from their early lives!! Let me tell you, that these two individuals, are extraordinary in true sense and so is their story. They are above normal (Don’t land in fantasies, by above normal never means they have some sort of supernatural powers or anything :P). It’s just that Debank thinks in a way , as no normal guy in his sound mind would think, and Delilah the protagonist is though a girl but total antonym, to typical girl species [as she is sensible and above all has got brains ;) ]


So let me not aberrate, and come straight to the story. It’s in fast frwd mode just to cut short and make brief and worth reading (as few f u may not be addicted to reading long contents ;) )


Debank, an innocent, shy guy in his early life can say, had a mamma’s boy image and this shy guy falls for a girl at the premature age of just 13!! Though premature, but Debank was mature enough to atleast acknowledge that the stage was immature and his bent for Delilah could be mere teenage distraction! There he comes across a situation, when Debank & Delilah don’t communicate for about two and a half years, and Debank thought this would definitely let the distraction for Delilah wiped off. But he failed. Yes, you guessed that right, it wasn’t distraction!!


I guess he had some hormonal disorder too ;) as he was not attracted to the gals whom guys would in their normal course would just find irresistible to stalk. The serenity and simplicity of a lass would appeal him more than oomph of the so called plastics!!


Then, Debank starts losing hope to even speak to Delilah, but fate had a lot in store for the lad!! Something miraculous happens, literally incredible to him, he earns an opportunity to study in the capital city Delhi (all bout CA and details….. in novel or later post).He with all his heart would have kissed the hands of Larry page and Sergey Brin (Google guys who actually founded the co.), as it was Google that brought Debank and Delilah again in communication phase, and it was almost two and a half years later that they both communicate. She was in different city and Google aided in reducing the miles to seconds!! (Long distance compensated by instant messaging!).


Debank was still bent for her, just for her and he was now pretty much sure that it was not normal to be bent for someone for 6 yrs continuously and moreover which includes a communication gap of 2 ½ yrs. Debank composes a poem to radiate a hint of his bent for a gal in his early life. And as expected, none of his friends could expect the shy guy to fall for someone and each one enquired as if Debank was accused of a crime having fallen for someone, as if it was something not meant for him.

And as each one enquired, Delilah was no exception, she too enquired and everybody was eager to know who the poem gal was, finally Debank discloses the poem gal’s name, silently. Silently, as he discloses the name just to the poem gal, Delilah. To which he receives no weird reply and everything was as normal as ever! But then, Debank finds it high time (which actually must have been his lowest time) to reveal his feelings for Delilah to her, and while doing this he was filled with a sense of déjà vu regarding the consequence, as expected he met with unfavorable response. This was a faux pas of his life. But even though he was aware of the consequence at prima facie still he wanted to shed off the load that he was carrying since 6yrs and it filled him with a mixture of feelings, both confusing, and relaxed. Confused as he didn't know what was he supposed to do next to have relations normal, and feared the loss of friend, and was relaxed on account of his magnanimous deed!


They however continued to be friends, but Debank found himself a li’l embarrassed of what he had done, a sense of guilty types. But as said she was extraordinary and antonym to a typical gal, Delilah took the lead and was great in handling the situation and everything was normal as ever.


Then there is a short story of Delilah which is the turning point and almost topples the whole story. Delilah there falls for a guy and they two get committed but there relation could last only for 7 months and it was that Debank and Delilah did share only normal conversation nothing too personal and intimate till now, but out of blue, one day Delilah breaks the ice, and it was the day she broke up with the guy, She was sad and on Debank’s earnest nudging she spills all, and it was a bit strange that it was just a lot Debank could know in a single conversation. Debank just comes to know that Delilah was committed someday, and immediately followed by the news of break up with the guy and all the stuff about when,, how, why etc (details .. in novel or later blog post).


This conversation was like a revolution in their relation, in next 20 days they did share conversation that would amount a lot more that they did even share in their 20 years of their life. They opened themselves and did spoke their heart out! Debank again did thank to Larry page and Sergey Brin!


Likewise they continue to share themselves and now share a better friendly relation than ever! Suddenly one day, there is a bolt from blue, Delilah declares to Debank that she was undergoing some sort of feeling for him, and begun liking him, but was scared of commitment!! This was totally incredible for Debank. He didn't know how could this happen…


Debank cared for her and undoubtedly loved her, but his love was unconditional. He had no complaints against her, no expectations from her! Delilah felt that commitment level of Debank was high, meaning of which Debank couldn't figure out, and she felt that Debank would expect the same from her. But, Debank wasn't normal guy, he didn't think as would a normal guy would think in this case! He did not expect the same from her. He had a completely different picture, a picture that would appear strange, weird and abnormal, but yes, so was he!!


She was scared of Debank’s commitment level (which still have to figure what does this phrase “commitment level” means) She liked Debank, but said she wouldn't be able to give much in relation and that would hurt Debank, and further adds that She is right as she knows more about relations than Debank. Debank feels, hope she had more info of what Debank thought and what picture had he framed.


As he did never expect a typical commitment as most of the couples would plunge into!! This story was about extra ordinary individuals, and their story could in no way could be normal !!


Next post would be Idea of typical ideology of commitment and Debank’s ideology of commitment.


Keep Reading..

Mannku :)

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Mathematical proposal.. ;)

'The Square Root of Three' by David Feinberg


I’m sure that I will always be,
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight

Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
With just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun,
As 1.7321

Such is my reality,
A sad irrationality

When hark!

What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply

To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds.
With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued,
Your love for me has been renewed

courtsey: David Feinberg

Monday, March 22, 2010

Last night..

Let there be pain,
Let there be rain,
Let the ashes remain,
Let the time fly in vain..

Let there be everything, that reminds me of you,
Let me think of you, no matter what I do!!
As while writing this tonight,
I find you seated beside!

Let me pen down something lively tonight,
As I see you sitting beside.. { :) }

You are smiling with a slight tilt of your head,
Oh! hold it well, don't spill that tea on my bed..

Is it, Have i forgotten ur voice??

You appear dumb, I appear deaf..
Oh! there you speak, there I hear
So, neither you dumb, nor I deaf,
Its just that we aren't too near!!

So, I just stare you, and you are babbling,
And its something, I am enjoying!!

You just licked that last tea drop with your tongue rolling, below your lips..
As you see writing all of it, you stare with your hands on your hips!!

And I still continue to pen down,
Hey, you scared me with that frown..

Now you are peeping in my notebook,
And I am just preserving all your looks!

Its for future, i am penning this text,
As I dunno when, we would meet next!!

Though I meet you each night frequently,
Sometimes in day, very silently!!
But each time I can't just write it all,
So, I don't wan't to miss this opportunity at all!!

Oh! you are fading away,
I expected you to stay
I didn't hear , the "goodbye" you said,
With two cups of tea, I am still sitting on my bed!!!

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Debut in hindi poetry..

Yaadon me beete ye din ye raina,
bheegi palke, par ek jhalak kahatir pyaase ye naina..
Is baawre dil pe chalta nahi zor,
Wo hi wo dikhe chanhun or, chanhun or...

Uski har baat, uske har lafza, rooh me simat jaate hain,
Inhe hum chah kar bi nahi mita paate hain,
Ye dil to bas ek zidd kar baitha hai,
Us sangdil ke pyar ki aas lagaye baitha hai..

Ab wo door, aur ab, aur bhi door ho chala hai,
Par achanak, ye dil na jaane kyun, beete lamho ka saaz chhedh chala hai..
Gustakh dil, uske khatir, Usi ke khatir dhadke jaa raha hai..
Sab baaton se mukhatib hai, fir bi ek hi fariyaad kiye ja raha hai!!

Kyun pyaar me dard ka saath jarur milta hai..
aankhen band hone par zannat, khulne par khaak hi milta hai..
kyun tanhayiyan is mod pe raas nahi aati,
sab kuch benoor sa hai, bas uski ehsaas hai lubhati..

Is dil ki dastak ansunu reh gayi,
main yahi khada reh gaya, wo in bheegi ankhon ke samne se hi chali gayi..
Mulakat ab bhi hoti hai, par ab jariya khwaab hai..
fark iotna hai ; Ab dil me dartd aur ankhon me sailaab hai...

Friday, March 5, 2010

Masochism : pleasure in pain

I have turned masochistic..

Now i find pleasure in gulping tears,
Its habit that has grown over years,
I find the salty tears, too sweet,
Even in the chilly weather, your thoughts served as heat!!

I am haapy that i stay way from you,
As being near, I couldn't hide my pain from you!
I dont want to display myself feeble and week,
I lost intrest in all that i liked, Am i now a mere geek!!

All that i could express is through words,
Have got lot to say, thoughts swirling as wind whirls!!
I dunno what to do? I dunno!! I forgot wat was my chore!!
Hey, lastly wanna ask you..
Who taught you to make me love you more and more..

Valentine's day...

"The purpose of a relation is not to have someone who might complete you, but to have the one, with whom you can share your completeness.. happy valentine's day"

My reply:

When in good & healthy relation;
hunting for purpose may cause a friction!

In life its not being with someone, who makes us complete
But sharing with someone in life, with whom none can compete..

Hope you find someone true and just,
As each relation is build on faith and trust..

Never hunt intentionally, for someone to fall for,
Look for someone, who for you can't bear a single moment, sour!

Do never believe in falling in love,
Rather rise in love, and soar as high as dove!

As, love is not just by chance, not by choice,
It should be from within, from inner voice!

Be happy wherever you stay..
And on this note wishing you" Happy Valentine's day" :D

Pained but unexplained..

I am not that weak or feeble,
that any can inflict pain,
even best of best friend's rudeness is like a nibble,
But when it comes to you, i go insane!!

Your words are healing one as therauptical treatment,
At times they make me feel high, high and high,
Your silence so adverse, as if i wer undergoin punishment,
But all i can do is lay in bed and sigh..

I do hide and weep,
It seldom lets me sleep,
My face has now turned a map of you,
you happy, iot glows, you sad it turns morose..

Its mystery, since when i love you,
is it since ages!!
without your thought, life is just a mock,
as a book without pages.

People say, time changes and everything changes with time,
Is it true??
So, if it is, why can't it change my love for you!!

Undefined definition.. ( a poem for friend..)

Was pondering on the relation we share,
Its strange! and finding identical is seldom and rare,
You are a girl, you are a friend, & tho not a girlfriend
Still we chat 4 hours, and share each petty event..

Its gr8 to have you, you as you are
your simplicity makes it easier to share thoughts, howsoever weird there are
I get fascinated by clouds in the sky
Though the weather is gloomy, but its u who make me feel high high n high..

I find pleasure and tempted to chat with you
I hunt for excuses(i must be sorry) silly excuses, just to hear from you,
Its not that I try to impress or try to Ogle,
But its for sure whenever in doubt you are my “GOOGLE”

I am scared if this relation ends near or soon,
I am thankful to God, having you as a friend is a true boon,
Will you ever be the same, share joys, share pains..
As the weather is cloudy, will u be around, even if it rains!!

But truth is you will disappear, as i was getting insane..
For you, my feelings, the respect .. I truly can’t explain,
Pouring my thoughts through words is a herculean task..
I assure you I am ever there for you.. never do hesitate to ask.

LubDub

You are my dream, you are my desire,
loving you & hearing from you makes me feel higher & higher..

Wen your mood is low, you do cry,
eventually, i lose my glow, making u laugh is just wat i try!

For some reason,u did forgo all ur smiles,
cant u smile 4 d one who just 2 speak 2 u once ran miles..

At tyms, I try PJs 2 make u laugh aloud,
at tyms, u cry & sob when none is around,
my heart does beat faster n leaps out,
bt at other, it just misses its lubdub sound..

One f d univrsal facts is, d grass is green, d sky is blue,
n othr bein , my heart beats just 4 u..

Tho d former has certain exceptions,
bt d othr is beyond ny limitations

falling in love with u was not by chance, nt by choice,
it was frm my heart, frm my inner voice..

Again i ponder, wer was i at fault,
and still, thinking f u is my charactr by default..

I could not be the person

The more i think of her,
the more i love her,
the more i try to hate her,
wat to do, she tends to be nearer….

There is no possibility of her liking me,
I feel without her , there is no possibility of me being me,
what a curse! I love her for she being she,
and she dislikes me for me being me…

If love could be bought and sold,
I would have pledged my life for her,
Now I am spending my life rather,
to discover how to forget her……

I feel, if i am the reason she may cry,
I would have prefered to die,
If she is content to find my sadness,
I would rather discard all my happiness….

Its not at all hyperbole to say,
that for her , i can even pluck the star,
even though i am aware, for me,
She wouldn’t even pluck a flower….

Now I am learning, how to
live without her,
Its just me who knows, how am I
struggling without her….

I wan’t to forget her,
but this insane heart still hopes to get her,
She says “you can’t be the person”
I donno wer was i at fault to be the one…

They say that true love is ever amusing one,
Can i meet the fate even more cursing one!!

each day of my life reminds of her…
each thought of my life ends with her….

where was I at fault ,
Now thinking of her is my character by default…