Likeness

As a person our thoughts flows its own way. And we make our own sketch of every story we had in our mind and we also decide what should be end of that story. Isn’t it different? No, it’s same with everyone. We humans are just made like this only, we get attracted to a person whom we don’t know, and in extreme cases we get fall in love with a person whom we have had never seen and it flows its own way and in its own easy way.

Now I am in a state of mind that makes me to build wall around yourself, and on every face of that wall I imagine a different story for only you and me. I am trying my best to shy away from it but the perseverance of a stubborn flame gnawing at the darkness it keeps give you those burns every now and then.

Today in the morning at the office I saw a girl who looked just like you. Even though I have never seen you but I can say that you are part of my every imagination. She sat behind a cubicle and I stood their waiting for almost half an hour just to get another glimpse of her. It didn't matter if my feet grew roots there, I was ready to be there till eternity. Almost pleading for her to stand up again and show me her face, my eyes drew wild curves over that cubicle.

As patience drew swords against me, I walked up to another cubicle next to it where my friend sat and hiding myself behind a conversation I looked at her. I had to be shameless but then...She was not you but that vague likeness was enough for me to put me off the work for the rest of the day. But I wasn't bothered for long. Just the likeness, a reflection of your face on someone else's made me think of you more than ever; she was the stranger I felt I knew all the time. As I alighted the stairs your name kept bothering me. And so childishly with every step I climbed down it made its appearance in my mind. I don't remember if it was really a sound that echoed or it was the sight of your name being scribbled again and again in thin air inside my mind but it was something that almost drew me to fear. Not your fault. And believe me, not mine either.

I missed you today a lot more than the other "everyday"s.

Take care.

Colors of Life

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Colors of life, all of them, white for peace, red for anger, green for growth, yellow for knowledge, blue for a little evil or poison. Everyone has it, everyone has a heart too, which always seems to dominate. You cant hide it, neither can you stop getting hurt. The blood always flows out of heart throughout its life, just as we keep getting hurt. If blood stops flowing out of heart, life diminishes. Try concentrating on flowing blood, other colors will get blurred up. You end up loosing more blood and less time to enjoy. Instead, ignore the flow and concentrate on other colors of life. Life is much more then 'the RED'! Though RED always dominates, but it is most effective when you ignore it.. how easy it is? look at the painting again.. its hard! :)

Life as I felt it was..  

Lost in some ambiguous thoughts about how we see life is, and how it actually is. I got stuck in between. Confused in desolation, lost by my own self. Here is something  I came up with, which is 50% complete but still gives a sense of relief and joy to me since it helped, it was a soother indeed!

I wish ... I was a child again!!

It’s a mid of summer and most of the children across the country must be enjoying their summer vacation. Yesterday after having a thick day at office coming back to home I saw children playing, crying, singing, dancing, they were doing all that which we elder’s (yes, I think I am elder now but not from my heart) even can’t think of. And the only thing came in my mind at that time is “I wish…..I was a child again!!”

At times…

I wish…..I was a child again!!

So that no one would ask me the reason for my cry,

So that rolling down would not be taken into account,

So that shouting and singing aloud would not be taken as madness,

So that I would have a clean heart,

So that I could speak anything I wish,

So that I can blab silly words,

So that I can live the world as I wish,

So that there will be no thing to be cared, but everything taken cared of,

So that I can live without any fears,

So that I can live without any betrayal,

So that everyone likes me for no reason,

So that everyone hugs me without tension,

So that everyone loves me just because what I am

So that I could live as I want to live

I wish… I was a child again!!

"For Unseen face"

I don’t know what’s happening to me, I am in the crux of so many things. Starting with a face whom I never seen, my family, my exam, my work and my destiny. But still when I fall on my bed at a time when stars come out with the glittering face, moon shines to show me that face and sun hides to give me that cozy space,

“Once again, sleep has evaded me

 Once again, your thoughts have persuaded me”

I smile avoiding many faces of my dear ones to remember your face “oh, my dear one” I skipped all the questions miserably ask by my mom, dad and brother. I smiled back to them. Making them wonder “how I could be like this?”

“I sit down on my bed and pretend to write

 As I rack my brain searching words for you”

I am out of woods, feeling a cold in the mid of summer night. Thinking how long I will be like this away from you with the thoughts which are neither yours nor mine. But I took the ownership of those thoughts to describe you as what I think of you but still its hard to put you in words which my heart feels for you.

“I am playing with my pen,

 I wonder where to start,

 With your staggering beauty?

 Or your beautiful heart”

All effort goes in vein when I see my page still blank, but it’s not easy task at all to describe you girl which has both beauty and brain, after all I am not a poet at all. But I remembered something which you did last time before going away from me.

“Talking to you

 Is the most wonderful part of that day

 I just loved to listen

 When you said ‘miss you so much’”

You know the day before yesterday your voice was so enchanting. It almost made me to speechless when you said ‘bye’ to me. I wonder how this time will fly, keeping me awake all nights. Is the same situation with you? I wish soon I get to listen your smile, your voice and a word ‘janu’ from you to make me feel special that I made for someone like you.

“Listening your smile

 Takes away all my pains

 Like a thirsty soul

 Searching for water

 Suddenly put into the rains”

It feels like your thoughts has invaded my mind without giving me warning, you conquered my thoughts. But it has made my life ordered which was little out of sorts. I don’t know what to write more where many thoughts are poking my mind. I am waiting for the moment when I will see you first time.

“I would stop here

 For I have other promises to keep,

 I am done with this now

 So I shall try going back to sleep”

Shank!!

Words from Horse Mouth - Navjot Singh "Siddhuism" - Part 2

I am sharing with you some of the best expressions and sentences delivered by flamboyant, cricket commentator and Politician Navjot Singh Siddhu.

Part - 1

1.    Human mind is like a parachute: it works only when it is open.

2.    The heaviest burden is caused by things which might happen but don't.

3.    He is a man who cannot find his own buttocks with his own hands.

4.    Even a clock that doesn't work gives you the right time twice a day.

5.    He is like an Indian transistor; it doesn't work until you give it two slaps.

6.    The Indians are going to beat the Kiwis! Let me tell you, my friend, that the Kiwi is the only bird in the whole world that doesn't have wings!

7.    If you are trying to beat India at home, you are trying to get milk out of an ox.

8.    In the orchard of opportunity, you can't wait for the fruit to drop.

9.    He is like an Indian three-wheeler. He will suck a lot of diesel but will not go beyond 30.

10. We are all Adam's children, its just the silk that makes the difference!

11. He's like a constipated bowler. He puts in lots of effort, but has little result to show for in the end.

12. A good lather is half the shave.

13. If ODIs are pyjama cricket, T20 is underwear cricket.

14. When everything comes your way, you must be on the wrong lane of the traffic.

15. This is a batsman who is as erratic as the electricity supply in most parts of India.

16. The distance between the earth and heaven is not the altitude but the attitude.

17. The blood of the soldier gives glory to the general.

18. Deep Dasgupta is not a wicketkeeper, but a goalkeeper. He should be given a free transfer to Manchester United.

19. If my auntie was a man, she would have been my uncle.

20. When you have no pants to hold up, it is time to panic.

21. In London, they drive on the left, in India they drive on what is left.

22. For the Indians its now fight back or flight back.

23. Indian cricket is like Indian monsoon, when it rains it pours, else there is a drought.

24. You may have 40 million reasons for failure, but not a single excuse.

25. Ideas are funny things, they don't work unless you do.

26. This bowler bowls so slow that the batsman has enough time to call home and talk to their wives between each delivery.

27. They are running between the wickets as if their wives are chasing them with a belan.

28. After marriage, the other man's wife looks more beautiful.

29. A sailor has a wife on every port.

30. A girl born beautiful is half married.

31. Blondes read OIL as 710.

32. Only Females follows me in the night are mosquitoes

33. Words with the wise man are equivalent to hours of lecture