Wednesday, December 17, 2008

choot gaye hum..kahin par tut gaye hum

kuch aaisa mehsoos hota hai..hum kahin par choot gaye..
jindagi ke iss raho maein hum kahin par tut gaye..
kuch kehena chahate hai..kuch sunnana chahate the..
kuch kehete kehete kahi par labs choot gaye...
kuch sunte sunte kahi par rishte tut gaye..
kya kare kya kahe hum...kehete kehete dar jate hai..
kahin bache kuche kuch lamhe iss haantho se choot na jaye..
yeah berukhi si jindagi kahin hum se muh mod na jaye...

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

My Hearts Caves
At the shore i hear the sound of waves,
It makes me go to my hearts deepest caves,
It makes me wonder and ponder,
It makes me ask, what am i here for?
Am i here for others?
Or am i here to fly with beautiful feathers?
Am i here to fight?
Or am i here to do what is right?
I look at the sea and wonder again,
Going back to my hearts deepest caves again.

my favourite poem...

Rays of hope are bright but slow,
You tend to feel that they come and go,
But if u look at the scene as a whole,
You’ll realize they are forever in your soul !!!

......

somebody the other day send me this very thoughtful message,"if there is one dot it ends a long sentence and if there is one more it adds so much more".and yes thats the reason you see so many "......"in all my messages,my letters,my diaries.
there is always a little more to say and not enough words.
and yes ofcourse..there are things that cannot be expressed and may be there are no appropriate words for what we feel...
and these amazing"...." concept helps us..
and there are situations when people have to be left wondering what it is and thats when this helps"..." and also when the person who is writing is not sure and the boss is asking for somthing more this"..." helps...
it helps...but it also helps not to use it too often,because then people think that you don't know anything.
so a little thought on the message and lots coming to my head..but alas..
i dont know how to say....
so bye and keep thinking....about what i said.....

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

hesitation..

this was something that i always did...writing..
but now it seems like an alien thing to do. i had to pester myslef to creat this blog and then start writing.but now itfeels nice. may be earlier there was this motivation that someone would read and i'd find somebody to live my life with. but now am married. and i know he will not have time to go through my blog.but was that the only reson that i was writing. no........
i think...i was feeling lot of things..now everything seems so distant..different. there is a hesitation before i express because i don't know if i am actually feeling it. its like a dream when i read my poems and my diaries.i feel kind of lost.
with no intellectual stimulation aroun anybody would feel what i am feeling.
not being understood not being recognised.not getting phone calls for days. calling but being cut out.
did i trade off my life for being what i am or i didnt see it coming? i keep telling myself it will change..but what will change? me or my perspective or some body else?
why am i waiting longing for something all the time?is it lack of people in my life or a shallowness in my thinking?
i don't know but if you do i'd love to know.