Lullaby

Not sure about you my baby but mumma do fall asleep while listening to the lullabies she play for you at night.

Shayari mode ON - Part 1

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उस ढाबे की वो दाल आज बेस्वाद लगी मुझे. तुम्हारी यादो की खटास थी उसमे ||


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दिन ढलता गया पर तुम नहीं आये | बेचैनी बढ़ती गयी पर तुम नहीं आये |


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मेज़ पर रखदो तुम्हारा ये गुस्सा, अहंकार और गुरूर | बस खाली हाथ चले आओ मेरे दिल में रहने ||


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चलो फिर से आज ये तकियाँ हम आधा आधा बाँट ले |
मुश्किल भरी ज़िन्दगी में थोड़ी बहुत खुशिया छांट ले |

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NOT a love story

Boy 1: *doubtingly* She is new to the office but there is something not normal 

between you and her. Awkward eye contacts and no talks.

              Boy 2: *calmly* There was a time when we were in love with each other.

Boy 1: *curiously* Then why aren't you guys together ?

Boy 2: We loved each other, at different time.

*unpleasant silence*

Lip-Liner 2

Was reading an old post  Lip-liner 1 .. tried to write something beyond it.



बड़ी फुरसत है मेरे  दिल को तुजसे दिल्लगी करने की ,
एक ख्वाइश अधूरी है खुदको तेरी बाहों में भरने की ||
मुद्दतों से दिल में छुपी तेरी तस्वीर ज़माना ना देख पायेगा,
तू चुपके से ही आ पर मेरी साँसे,फिर से, तेरे सीवा कोई और ना चला पायेगा ||

Neither you nor love needs to be perfect

Meeting after 12 years, they regretted for not marrying each other.
The small fights between them drifted them away a decade back
but now they have met. Yes, again. Millions of emotions flowing.
 They want to be together now.
They got married.
Yes, happily married.
It was just a week after their marriage, a spark of argument emerged between them.
Argument turned into arguments.
Days turned into months.
Fights like a monster ate their love.
The controversies between them turned their life a disaster.
Struggle to survive in this world was greater than staying in relationship.
They got separated.
The promises "endless love ", "together forever" all faded away.
They hugged each other and happily parted.
No more regrets in their heart
because falling out of love is healthier sometimes.
Love was not a jail where they should stuck for a lifetime.
Missing someone you love is less painful
then staying in pain with a person you love.
Neither love nor they can be perfect
and it is alright to be imperfect.
Inner Peace is more important.

You and my dry rose - Part 1

She was sitting ahead of me in the bus.  Her long breath taking hair, smile while reading some random messages in her phone, gold earrings gleamed against her dusky cheeks. I couldn't take my eyes off her. The continuous bus horn was trying to divert my attention from her. Finally, it succeeded. Timings.. crushes..!! I glanced around and it was time to get off the bus. We reached office. I am a married man and this journey from home to office was a part of my weekdays routine. My wife was my life when we were newly married but slowly with time every day's fight and arguments have ruined our relationship to a level where it seem difficult to stay together under the same roof. Love seems to be very hard and poisonous to me, I have stopped believing in it. Some days i feel really down, i often cry but manage to hide it. We stay away from our parents in a metropolitan city where life runs faster than time. My office environment is normal, bossy manager-clever colleagues-untrained juniors-onsite pressure-high responsibilities. I have been paid good but my wife earns a little more than me which she never forgets to remind me. Piles of files on my battered desk clearly defines my Monday blues.
Oh. so it was my turn to bring vegetables today from the market. Great..!
I grinned. Inside, i feel i am the best and the most stupid husband at the same time where i don't know how to refuse to my wife for anything. 'The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars' I was walking silently with head full of thoughts and handbag full of vegetables and then through my glasses I saw HER ? Did i saw HER ?
My heartbeat fastened, i stopped like million thoughts all at once strike my mind.I immediately removed my glasses cleaned them and in a second I gave another stare.
I saw HER.
Oh ye..yeah... it was SHE.
My world just stopped. The whole body froze except a stubborn tear.
I cannot believe my eyes. My mind impeded to take steps towards her but then....

Birthday gift

It was my birthday 3 months back and i remember when a friend, infact many friends they called and asked a very similar question "What did your hubby gifted you on your birthday ? It was your first birthday after your marriage, sooo... A diamond ring ? Candle light dinner ?" I was like dumbstruck.
Well, they were more curious to know about my gift. Many thoughts running in my mind .Why he should do all this on a single day ? How come a gifted diamond ring proves that he loves me enough ? 
Ours was an inter-caste love marriage. After a little family drama both the parties agreed and we tied knot around half an year back. 

 

I was unable to justify my friend's questions. I cannot tell/explain her that love is beyond materialistic things. I cannot explain her how he makes me feel special everyday by those little things he do for me and only me to make me smile, to keep me happy. Ofcourse, some feelings are too personal. I failed to explain her that love is beyond a diamond ring or a candle light dinner. Of course we had made each other happy by such materialistic things many times before marriage. We were dating since 2 years and at that time we had only these petty things to prove that we had feelings for each other. We had many candle light dinners, movies, outing but not everything is worth sharing and not everyone deserves an honest reply. 
There are memories which we still cherish, we had debates, discussions, arguments and even fights but love is the solution to all the problems. About my birthday, yeah, it was awesome.Though it was a weekday still i want to say that it was a memorable birthday. We spent quality time with each other after having a half day off from the office.walking हाथो में हाथ डाल कर  on marine drive, attended Kala Ghoda festival, gateway of India and other places in south Mumbai. Later the cake celebration.


Later when i was in bed all these thoughts occupying my mind .A gift is something that makes you happy. That is why it is a GIFT and the best gift a person can give to you is his own TIME. His Personal TIME.