Confusion

My mouth wants to speak,
But no sound escapes.
My body wants to move,
But my brain doesn’t listen.
My heart wants to memorize,
But my senses always denied .
Why even my desire refused by myself?
Why am I so broken?
Why is it so hard?

I can’t let you see how vulnerable I’m,
I can’t give an inch,
Or I feel like I’ll lose it all.
Why do i still bother to try?
When I can’t even lift a finger in your direction.

To hold your hand,
To let you know how much I need you, When all I want is for you to hold me,
But I sit in silence,
Silently Frozen.

I’ve forgotten what it’s like to just be in the moment with you,
You see, my heart’s gone cold to preserve what little is left of me.
So I often wonder.
Why do i still love you?
When you’re nothing left except the garbage,
And why do you still love me?
When I’m nothing but broken pieces of who I used to be?


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If I’ll Be A Glass Of Water

If I’ll be a glass of water,
Would you drink me?

Would you take a chance to quench your thirst,
In Love’s desert?

Would you consume that life giving drink,
And allow me to flow through your veins,
To nourish you,
To become a part of you,
To explore the very depths of your soul and cleanse the pains and aches that burden you deeply .

Would you allow me to bring moisture to your parched lips that crave to be kissed?
To bathe your heart in a love that’s pure,
Not tainted with ulterior motives –
Just a clear gift with no additives.

If I’ll be a glass of water,
Would you drink me?

Would you allow me to dance across your tongue to bring life to it,
And teach it how to speak the language of my love?

Would you allow me to trickle down your throat,
And give you the urge to speak words you are too afraid to say?

Would you allow me to cool
your temperature –
Hot from the yearning in Love’s desert?

My love,
If I’ll be a glass of water,
Would you drink me?


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क्या मुझसे मिलने आयी हो?

क्या मुझसे मिलने आयी हो? कह दो ना तुम,
एक बार के लिए ही सही,
बस कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो,
सच कहता हूं,
कोई और कारण रोक नहीं पाएगा मुझे,
तुमसे मिलने से,
बस तुम एक बार कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो।

सच कहता हूं,
अब मुझे फर्क नहीं पड़ता है कि तुम अकेले आयी हो,
या फिर किसी के साथ आयी हो,
बस कह दो कि मुझसे मिलने आयी हो।

शायद तुम्हें याद नहीं, पर उस दिन कि बातें जो अधूरी रह गई थी हमारे बीच वो अब भी बाकी है,
वो तुम्हारी रखी आधी चाय, उस दिन जो फ़ोन के चक्कर में तुमने छोड़ दी थी वो अब भी बाकी है,
वो तुम्हारा लुडो खेलना मेरे साथ और जीत जाने पर बरी मासुमियत से चिढ़ाना मुझे अब भी बाकी है,
वो मेरे साथ लड़ाई, वो खट्टी-मीठी नोक-झोंक ही सही पर वो सब अब भी बाकी है,
शायद तुम्हें याद नहीं पर वह तुम्हारी टूटी चप्पल सिलने के बाद अभी भी तुम्हारी राह देख रही है,
वो मेरी डायरी पे तुमने जो अधूरी चित्रकारी की थी वो भी पूरा होने के लिए तुम्हारे हाथों से बैचैन हो रही है,
वो उस दिन तुम्हारे साथ जब घूम रहा था तब तुम्हारा हाथ अपने हाथों में डालकर घूमना बाकी रह गया था वो अब भी बाकी है,
तुम्हे याद है कि नहीं पर तुम्हारे साथ मेरी कुछ बातें , कुछ सपने अधूरे रह गए वो अब भी बाकी है।

आज आई हो तो बस कह दो कि तुम वो बातें पूरी करने आयी हो जो कभी हमारे दरम्यान अधूरी रह गई थी,
या फिर वो अधूरी चाय के साथ बची सिसकियां पूरी करने आयी हो जो तुमने कभी अधूरा छोड़ा था,
बस एक बार कह दो कि तुम वो अधूरा लूडो का खेल जो पहले कभी हमने साथ खेला था उसे खत्म करने आयी हो,
या वो डायरी पे बनी अधूरी चित्रकारी जो तुम्हारा राह देख रही है उसे पूरा करने आयी हो,
नहीं तो मेरे साथ हाथों में हाथ डालकर एक हो के घूमने आई हो,
बस एक बार कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो,
झूठ ही सही बस एक बार कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो।


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Feelings, oh feelings!

Because i shifted myself over you,
You hurt me with your careless insults.
They cut through me like a knife,
But blood doesn’t comes out,
So that it cured by expert surgeon.

Like nails were driven into my heart and soul,
So I went to live in the woods,
To make it easier for me to forget
the hurt,
And all the things you have done and said.

You’ve done me wrong by killing myself,
I play the records you’ve engraved into my mind,
Over and over again every day,every hours,every minutes,every seconds,to ever nano……micro……

So I went to live in a world
far away from danger, from harm,
from you and people like you.

Feelings, oh feelings!
Who can escape your presence?
Who can pretend as if you never have to be dealt with?

Who can be so foolish to think,
That one can go on the run,
Without carrying you in the heart,
Until one dares to search,
For the place where you were conceived to hide?


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Again

It seemed again i was to be in relationship,
Again i lost my appetite,
Again i had no care about my time,
Again i started caring for someone,
Again her name swapped away all the expressions from my face,
Again she made a lot of sense for me,
Again she welcomed me to her new world,
Again a new number came to my phone,
Again full night chatting with someone,
Again she gave me a new headache,
Again….again….and….again….she attracted me towards herself.

This time i went for her well armed,
But again she rejected me,
And gave me the address of my failure.

Again there was plan to make me hurted,
Only difference, this time i didn’t get hurt again.


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Bcz You’re Beautiful

The stars watch you when you sleep,
The ocean swims with you,
The birds sing for you,
The winds hover over you,
Nature has something to say to you, Because you’re beautiful.

The Sun rises to wake you up,
The days have something to teach you,
The time is keeping a diary for you,
Nature has a plan for you,
And that’s because you’re beautiful.

You’re beautiful as you are,
You’re created with my imagination and love.

You don’t come to this world from somewhere,
How waves come out of the water,
And how seeds sprout out of the soil,
You come out of the Earth,
And that’s because you’re beaut….


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लेकिन अब भी बाकी है

लिखा है अकेले अबतक , अब तुम्हारे साथ लिखना बाकी है।
लिखे है मैंने पन्ने कई, लेकिन तुम्हारे बारे में लिखना बाकी है।
लिखा है तुम्हारी आँखों के बारे में, लेकिन उसकी नशीली अदाओं के बारे में लिखना बाकी है।
लिखा है तुम्हारे होंठो के बारे में, लेकिन उसकी मदहोशी के बारे में लिखना बाकी है।
लिखा करता हूं तुम्हारी बातो के बारे में, लेकिन तुम्हारे बारे में तो लिखना बाकी है।
लिखे है तुम्हारी खुबसूरती पर, लेकिन उसे खुबसूरती के साथ लिखना बाकी है।
लिखे होंगे तुम पर किस्से कई, लेकिन तुम्हारे बारे मे किस्से लिखना अब भी बाकी है।
तुम्हारे लिए कई मन्नतें मांगी, लेकिन तुम्हें किसी मन्नत मे मांगना अब भी बाकी हैं।
किताबें कई सारी पढी है मेने, लेकिन तुम्हारे चेहरे को पढ़ना अब भी बाकी है।
तुम्हारे लिए बहुत कविताऐं लिखी, लेकिन तुम पर कविता लिखना अब भी बाकी है।।


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Incomplete Story

“I LIKE YOU.…….”

What it means to someone?

Is it simple or complex?

Can it change someone’s life?

Yes, let’s see how it affects…..

This was the line which horribly changed the life of Kishlay .

Can you believe?

How alphabetically few loose words can directly hamper someone’s life?

These few words brought Tsunami in the life of Kishlay.

It is truly said ,”Any sentence which starts with “I” and ends with “you” is dangerous in all meaningful way“.

I just forgot to introduce Kishlay to you.

He was 18 years old boy with short height, introvert behaviour , not much fair by look , combed hair , well – dressed, had amazing level of sense of humour with interesting personality and weak English. The most interesting thing was that he hated all those people who were fans of Salman Khan.

Kishlay was not a great scholar in his field but he was as best as he could be.
The story started when Kishlay got admission in college with an impressive marks on the desk.

On first day of college, .i.e; the action day;

He came to college with many questions in his little mind.

Who will be my friend? How will others treat me?

This – that…. And many more.
He entered the classroom and took a seat on 4th bench along a student.
After few exchange of words, he got to know that his partner’s name was “Sumit.”
There were about 30 students out of which 14 were girls and the rest were boys.
During 2nd lecture, his eyes unwillingly lost his attention to the smile of a beautiful creation . But he took the gesture calmly and re-focused on his attention on the words chattered by the professor.
Again and again, he was loosing his concentration as his eyes involuntarily moved towards that creation.
He thought it was natural, ” when your eyes look over something attractive, your attention unwillingly seek towards it.”
But the destiny wanted something more.
This diversion of eyes were becoming a habit and Kishlay never bothered to acknowledge it.
Environmental services helped him very positively.
After a week, during break time the weather had a pleasant surprise for them. Raindrops started falling from the heart of clouds for both of them and co- incidently both found themselves on the ground.
She….. let’s introduce her with you all –
She was one of the most gorgeous face with a million dollar smile. She was overloaded with the cuteness and one of the hottest personality in the entire campus. She had a fair complexion with short hair complimenting her beauty. Her eyes, lips , cheeks , posture, figure and everything was perfect and attractive. She had an alluring personality with loving and helpful nature. In a nutshell, we can say she was a complete package with (100+100%) cashback combo offer.
Both trapped in the beauty of monsoon, Disha (name of the girl started) was enjoying the gift but Kishlay rejected the offer as he didn’t really like rain .
This time , Kishlay acted sensibly, held Disha’s hand and moved away from the ground like a rocket, who just took off. But he slipped just after few steps and within seconds, his rocket crashed. In the process, he drew a huge rediculous smile for himself. Disha composed herself and helped him to get out from this situation very humbly. The unplanned situation left both the people, shocked and surprised .
Kishlay was shocked because for the first time in his life, he thought about a girl and in favour, she helped him. Disha was surprised as this boy never initiated conversation with her but this time held her hand that too, without permission and took her on an unsuccessful rocket run.
After the incident both acquainted with each other. On the same day, Kishlay sent the request to Disha as well as few other students on social media to avoid possible doubts. Two days later, she accepted his request.
Both appeared as good friends.

During the last period the result of 1st internal test were announced. Kishlay got 2nd position in his class. This helped in making of a strong bonding between the two.
Even now, Kishlay was unaware of the situation.
In college, Disha was humble but on social media she took all the time of the world for even a single reply. This attitude made no sense for Kishlay but he thought her being busy and tried to be online everytime so he could reply her quickly.

He usually asked her few random illogical questions, but Disha never showed any interest.
Kishlay was hurt because Disha was confusing the hell out of him by her dual faced personality. She was a different person in college and an opposite one at social media.
Gradually, the rumour that Kishlay likes Disha broadcasted in the class.
Everyone started mocking Kishlay to get entertainment out of the situation.
Now it was becoming terrible for him to talk or spent some quality time with her. The way she talked to him, the way she saw him , the way she passed smiles to him, confused him because that were not as usual or normal gestures.
Finally, he gathered some courage and said , “I LIKE YOU….”
She very politely said, “Listen Kishlay, I’m your best friend and I’ll be your best friend, nothing more than that. So, never hope for some favour in this field “.
He was hurt but the word “Friend” acted like new life. He was happy that their friendship would not be hampered by this confession.
But, there was a great U-turn waiting for them just a step ahead.
He used to mesmerize her in his dreams, imagination, conversations with friends, and for many more things. The rest was fulfilled by his friends who denoted Disha as “BHABHI”.

He used to check her last seen, her profile, scrolled gallery full of her pics , waited for her message and call. But he never dared to tag her on social media. He was too complicated with himself.

Unfortunately, Disha encountered an accident and Kishlay was standing helpless on the other side of road.
The shock was evident on Kishlay’s face. He took her to the nearest hospital as quickly as he possible. Doctor admitted her and told him to inform her parents. He informed them and sat beside her.
How did this happen was a suspense. The rate at which Disha was bleeding, Kishlay was horribly angry as he lost his control over the hospital satff.
After gaining consciousness and seeing this all, Disha realized the depth of his emotions. She tried to hold herself up to talk to him, so that, he could compose himself. But she failed due to weakness. She got a fracture.
Her pain fueled Kishlay and he started shouting loudly.This melted heart of Disha and she beckoned towards him to show her affection. They were having a romantic eye-contact and suddenly, she tried to Kiss him. Both were about to relish the soft touch of their lips when Disha’s Parents barged in through the door and saw witnessed their closeness. They felt embarrassed and called the doctor. The staff was instructed to handle Disha and Kishlay was asked to get out of the hospital. No one listened even a single word and was ordered not to contact her ever.
After that day, he never met her and never got hold of her. He tried many times but all went in vain.

Now, he is surviving by recalling the good memories, he captured with her .
Where she went, he doesn’t know?
He can only mesmerize her in his thoughts.
Every story doesn’t need to be completed.


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Actually i don’t know!

Do you know the difference between us?

Actually i don’t know!

I told you I loved you but you thought I was lying ,
And you told me how you loved me ,
But I knew you were faking.
Funny how we both loved each,
Without thinking which lie tells the truth, And which truth tells a lie.
For me you are like tear ,
So I would never dare to cry,
As I might lose you!!
But again this time you thought I’m making fun of you.
Can you see the words between my lines?
They are for you and only you.
But again you took it as your complaints.
God knows i always did the best I could do, for you,
I always tried to stand up to your expectations.
Then why do you think I never tried?


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