With every night fondness grew
All the old memories I then threw
Holding hands on a rainy day
Sniffing the perfume I had sprayed
Was it me or it was you
Looking for someone as special as you
Blow hot and blow cold were the days
Fighting with many in different ways
Only hope was the love within
Scared we were for our smooth sailing
Was it me or it was you
Hurting with smile a few
A half empty or a half full bottle of water on the desk
strokes of an irritable hindi song in the background
people ready to rust in their chairs
time seems to have died in our neighbourhood today
Anticipating a brighter future
angry with the stale present
floating in the daunting memories of the past
dreams seem to have broken in our neighbourhood today
Staring at the to-do list in the diary
struggling to keep the eyes open
forcing a polite conversation
enthusiasm seems to have dried in our neighbourhood today
When I was lonely, he became my friend
in those dark nights, he was there till the end
There was so much to know, so much to learn
and when it came to resting, we were taking turns
then one night he made me sing
we had no clue what that beginning would bring
anticipation, expectation, such a surprise was instore
on the D-day, we were left asking for more
we hit a hattrick in the very beginning
and its euphoria left us both grinning
was it me longing for someone
or overvaluing that presence of someone
that only time could tell…..
Oh it was lovely, felt so true
with each passing day our fondness grew
a rollercoaster ride could be put to a shame
it would be ‘fun’, initially he did claim
see-saw it seems for long we played
the more we got, the more we craved
When I was low he pulled me up
when he went down, I did show up
I became his lady, he became my man
soon our little love story began
that touch, that smile, that breath was mine
everything he did for me was a bright sunshine
I lit his world, and he glowed in mine
sooner than later we did cross the line
We were happy, thankfully not gay
no matter what time it was, we had so much to say
we giggled, we shared some pathetick jokes
we were painting our lives with varied strokes
we bared our souls to know it all
planned to hang some memories on the wall
he held my hand once on the street
life was bliss, we felt complete
Everything seemed perfect until one day
a storm began, while our house was of clay
we were clueless, werent yet ready
we were beginning to lose strength already
fear and anger were bringing it all down
our story was the talk of the town
he gave up, gave up so soon
while I kept harping our love tune
He needed me and I stood by
what we had built, couldnt just let it die
When love triumphed, what followed was guilt
soon indecisiveness made the balance tilt
I did blunders and he forgot to forgive
Something I would regret as long as I live
voices went down and silence crept in
love was struggling for survival deep within
what was right and what was wrong
the questioning kept growing more strong
I was trying to save as much as I could
Insecurity definitely didnt do any good
so blinded by love, oh yes I was
wanted to do what anyone in love does
persist and wait for the tide to change
my ways, my words he did find strange
one and two the days went by
matching my pace, oh he did try
slowly and gradually we lost love
lost trust, lost faith, and
feelings that he started to shove
its unfair for me to question his stand
I had pushed him to the no-man’s land
I always wanted to see him happy and gay
what I so wished for him, was what I took away
we wanted to walk till the end
but on the way I lost my dear friend
in life you gain some, you lose some
my heart still beats but is now numb
I keep praying and hoping against hope
even while I m going straight down the slope
destiny is what we did try and mould
here’s a true story thats never really been told.
A dash of surprise, a streak of destiny
a lot of spontaneity led a night of mystery
time was dancing on the tunes of fate
words were enticing the guard at the gate
Journey began with expressions galore
fear, excitement, a crazy thought and more
she: heyyy…
he: you take your own sweet time…. what floor?
she: fourth
he: u alright?
she: i think i twisted my ankle
he: yeah…elevators can be hazardous.
here you go….fourth floor. Tell you what…why dont you gimme your number….i’ll hold the lift next time you are in a hurry
she: i…i think i’ll take the stairs instead….its healthier
he: ofcourse it is…and they dont twist the ankles
sooner than later the shield was broken
a stranger wandered in search of the unknown
he: Have you ever been in love?
she: love… the word eclipses a part of my brain
he: Is that a yes?
she: well could be…
he: care for a walk?
she: for a while or a life?
he: ummm…How about a coffee?
whispers of heart deafened the silence within
poles apart yet a lot to pitch in
she: so…u havent quit smoking yet
he: hmm…on and off..
she: why?
he: because no one asked me to
she: hmm…do you still take your dates to ballard pier
he: not unless I meet them in elevators
Pace was anything but slow
while picking the random pieces in the flow
he: Whoa, you’re fast
she: Well I like to come on time
he: hmm… i m proud of you
she: *giggles
he: What?
she: Nothing…Dont you have anything better to play?
he: What!! You dont like this stuff? you want Jagjit singh eh?
she: well…
he: That kinda music dries me up…
she: *giggles
he: you’re such a pervert man!!
Lightening struck once in a while
separating the two realities of life
she: you know what I wanna do when I come over?
he: what?
she: you got instrumental music?
he: ya .. why? wanna torture me with your karaoke?
she: shut up…I want to slow dance with that soft instrumental music in the backdrop. ummm…Me in your arms….
he: You’re crazy!
she: ok tell me…What is the one thing you feel like doing tonight?
he: what do u wanna do?
she: Lie on a beach, gaze at the stars and talk. What about you?
he: I want to forget about today until tomorrow
she: i hate you
Just when my eyes went sore
just when the emptiness settled in
I meet a soul, confused to the core
I thought I had enough myself
and there he was, creating a mess of his own
he seems to be on a trip of his own
while i just lost my destination so bleak
how different yet so similar he seems to me
What a mockery it is a thing called life
where a decade apart, but thoughts are alike
There he bared it all
but still deep within layers remain
he laughs and regrets it all
talks and wishes to erase its call
He has this passion to end it all
and I to live it through
its pain both ends,
yet the will, the zeal, the zest
the wars differ
and here we are strangers
kindling friendship for strange reasons
knowing well it wont last more than this season
- Varshita
Found some idea online and worked on it.
Letting go will not mean that I stop caring
it would just be that I would stop showing
Letting go will not lead to me cutting myself off from you
its just the realisation that I cant control your feelings
Letting go would mean learning from the reality
even when its pretty late in the day
Letting go will mean accepting the supreme power’s verdict
realising that the outcomes were never in my hands anyways
Letting go will not mean that I would change myself
it would be me trying to make the most of myself
Letting go will not mean that I would leave it all on destiny
infact it will allow me to find mine with the passage of time
Letting go will not mean that I would judge the person
but I will create space for the other to face reality
Letting go will not mean that I would point fingers
but instead, I would do my soul searching
Letting go will not mean that I would deny the reality
but I would accept it and try to become what I dream I can be
Letting go will not mean that I regret the past
instead that I cherish it but live in the future
Just when I thought nobody could have a life worse than me, nobody could possibly be bearing the pain that I was going through, I meet this stranger. Well he is supposed to be my cousins cousin. So its neither a far off relative, nor a pretty close one. So I prefer to refer him here as a stranger first, cos thats what he was when I met him on Friday.
In a span of 2 days he has left me speechless. I was told he doesnt talk, doesnt smile, doesnt do any of the stuff that normal people do and there he was finding solace in his conversations with me. I find it strange cos its funny that we always tend to feel that our problems are the biggest and the worst. But when I even try and imagine what munna must be going through, I fail to do so. Thats cos I just cant imagine that! He talked, he shared, he laughed, he cried (twice)… he shared all that he possibly could.
Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows
I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
“Tomorrow” I say! “I will call on him
Just to show that I’m thinking of him.”
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
“Here’s a telegram sir,” “he died today.”
And that’s what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.
Remember to always say what you mean.
If you love someone, tell them clean.
Just like a book
Filled with Chapters
Vague yet so clear
deep…..with no end…..
Two people in one,
one happy, one sad,
Two sides of me,
one mad and one glad.
There’s only one side
I try not to show;
my feelings inside,
the others dont know.
I am two people in one,
as strange as that sounds,
the real me inside
no one has found.
Just thought of you today, when I know I shouldnt have
Just thought I would let you go, when I know I should have long back
Just thought I will smile once for you when I know that all you have left me are tears
Just thought I will pray for u once when, for all I know, I may be praying for nothing
Just thought I will hope once more that you will come back to me when I know it is futile to do so
Just thought I will keep loving you evermore
Just…
- Written by a dear friend Gunjan