Strange days

You are bad . You look into the mirror and say . Its just been a bad day. Stars shining in the daylight. Nowhere to hide in the night. Nowhere to fight forever. You cant go out in the morning without looking back. U cant come back later that day. When you hear some music ringing in your ear . U have nothing to fear. Someones waiting at the door today. Someone just like you.

The denial of truth

Am writing after a long time. Times have changed . No mood to weave silly stories. India is changing. And it is changing for good. Not honesty . But there is a shift to a clear sight . India is not confused anymore. But i am . I dont know. Have not the slightest idea what is going to happen next year. Clue less . Fragile . Hope .

Sun shine

When the sun is shining and you are crying. U are so happy. U dont know how sad u are. And the last day hit your head over the first time u got real close to feeling something new. When u can categorise your god damn feelings. And u know its a trick of mind. Something new comes along. I live. I learn. New debate the question of tomo. Today will just be another day. Will u remember me when the worlds gone. Nobody is supposed to understand what i am saying. Because i dont . Stop the bitterness . Stop the hatred . Life s too short. Forgive me before i die.

i am going home

some sunday ...
i was sitting on my porch ,,wanting the monday to go away,
today i want all mondays to come together
like a week with 7 mondays and 7 tuesdays
and dont know how long how insane or how irreversible

but the chain of actions once set ,,set the next and things go on
sometimes things keep getting better
sometimes they fall right down
and ur totally helpless!
u cant hold
u cant keep things from going on
im going home
tday mite be just another day
i am going home

E marne waalo

E marne waalo marte ho kyon a bhi. Jina baaki hai rona kyon zaroori hai? Haste haste kal subah shaam chala aayega. Agar marna hai to raat ko hi sona hai. Abhi do geet gao. Ji lo puri zindagi. E marne waalo marna to hai kal. Aaj rona chor do.dil ka baat bol do.

the new beginning

as they say that u can take my life but my soul u cannot take,
as they make me weak but die i will not soon,
as the seasons go but for summer my heart shall wait,
as everything burns to ashes but from ashes does the phoenix rise
so let this blog live, a piece of me a piece of us celebrating with whatever we have

the train back home

somedays were better left alone to

somedays are best left alone..

somethings are best forgotten

but sometimes they just keep coming in

and rush in

like a flood of memories

and u feel low

but u know

u have to get up again ,because there is no other way

and i smile

and enjoy the ride

back home