Guest Entry!!

This is not written by me. This is written by my friend for someone.
I have promised not to reveal my friend's identity.
Please go through it.



DEDICATION
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An effort to incarnate my feelings into a poem
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Just trying to give my feelings a better shape
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Feelings are great, immense and indispensable. Don’t know from where i should start.

How did i get these memories?

You were so stranger to me,
eventually you came nearer to me.

You were in each thought i had,
My feelings were growing stronger,
with every move u made.

You were the miracle in my life,
you had such a beautiful smile,
you made my life worth-while.

you touched my heart and soul,
with your such a beautiful accepting nature,
which earlier i never thought,
But you made it true, just at the right spot.

You were everything i wanted,
your nature, liveliness, sense of humour, understanding were few to mention,
every step we grew towards each other with right perception..

life was incomplete without someone,
but as u stepped in eventually it seemed to be the concluded one.

Seconds, minutes, hours and days were so short whenever we used to talk,
Always felt like sharing every joy and sorrow whenever, wherever in life we would walk,
But never imagined wat is waiting ahead for me is a biggest shock.

Just when we think things getting better, it gets worse. That even before we actually know it.

Good things never comes cheap,
This bitter truth made me creep.


Though the period we spent together was small,
But every moment was cherishable and makes me to re-call.

The day we talked for the last time, never can i forget,
But who knew it would be the last day, which made me not even a single thing to neglect.

Time never waits for anybody, and the day came when i was informed u left me.
My heart was shattered and fell into pieces,
As if somebody had stabbed a knife into my heart,
you jst left my heart in stitches, [s-t-i-t-c-h-e-s]

i couldn’t believe u left me.
my heart was crying like anything,
as if i have been left with nothing.

i got so crazy and panicky,
my mind was not with me,
first time ever i felt so restless,
that too doubtless.

Tears bursted like anything,
Pain was still great within,
But than i made a promise not to cry,
as i cared for you, cant c u sad and make your heart dry.

It’s been 3 months to you,
but still your thoughts are younger within me,
Though it’s a bitter reality, hard to believe,
But no words, no feelings can make me relieve.

Words are less but feelings are irrepressible,
Still i don’t know what/who can make my life feasible.

How can i just sit and wait for you in our next life.
But the saddest thing is i am helpless.
Never thought ill be in such a condition,
which will make my life stuck without any stable position.

So bad was my fate which dint let me see you in last moments,
i could only know how those days, that whole month was for me,
as if somebody is left in a desert without water and only heat.

Though i am a firm God believer,
Still don’t know whom to blame, myself or God?
who atleast gave me the chance to feel you,
But than himself pushed me under this deep haunting lieu.

Or may be i have been paid for some of my bad deeds,
which i couldn’t even think in my dreams.
Still very hard to believe that u have left me,
and this bitter reality always twich me.

Always thought whatever God does is right,
But this time hardly i am able to find something and having a big fight.

First time ever i felt this fatal pain of loosing someone u love,
because it’s not just loosing but far above!!!

again i am left with same position,
though the things are altogether different and not alike,
earlier i was looking/waiting but presently i dnt feel like.

Sometimes in anger and much of love felt like blaming you,
how u thought of leaving me without giving our relationship even a single view,
but than i knw very well my dear, even you also dint had any clue,
for whatever happened with us.
as rite now it seems to be a curse.

you might also b feeling the same as i do, for sure,
as v both had carried a loving relationship which was pure,
you are not reachable that’s true,
but my feelings will never gonna be less for you.

All the promises u made,
everything very easily in fractions of minutes got fade,
as if we never met, we never talked,
and the only thing m left with is your thoughts.

never wanted to ruin myself by loosing you,
you were also serious and promised me about this fact,
but than it happened by God's clever act.

Hope time will heal this wound,
but a person incarnation of yours could be perfect and sound,
Let me also see God's game and the limit to which a person can be bound.


first time ever in my life m writing a poem for someone,
jst transforming a lovely relationship into a dedication,
with all my feelings, love and affection.


How should i end this dedication, thts a big question,
i don’t have right words as feelings continue to emerge,
But always pray God to bless you and give your soul a right verge,
Will never forget you for sure and that’s why wrote this inscription.

Relationships...

Suddenly, I realized that last few strands of maggie, soaked in ketchup are lying half wet alongwith peas that I hardly relish. It made me awakened...Where was I??
The song that I started listening on Radio Mirchi was over and RJ Shubhra was blabbering on 9 to 11 pm show - "Purani Jeans". In last five minutes, my mind rushed through all the stages I had in past 10 years.uuuufff...
Truth need not be bet on. After my three months stay miles away from home, I explored myself more and deeper.
What lies beneath and what not is as obvious to me as the two vertical ends - ground and sky.
This I suppose happens with every single person going through same phase as mine. How people looking so mechanical and materialistic become so close and warm within tight slumbers deep inside themselves. A full cup smile with eyes as blank as frog's eyes, the one gesture I hated the most has become a part and parccel of my existence in my surroundings.
Few moths back, I tried not to give loneliness a chance in routine. But now I like to close my eyes and remember sweet evenings at home with my parents, my cutie pie pet Macho and the sun rays finding access from the windows for themselves to brighten our faces with their gentle yellow colour. Closing my eyes make me feel all in all fit into all the bondings cemented at home and office.
A long road flanked by trees...
River besides promising the peace...
Live and chirpy birds around...
Forces me to hear a distant sound...

Mind speaks on behalf of heart..
One true source that generated the thought..
Relationships bowing the leaves of affection...
Both sides of the roads amid congestion..

River flowing on the side..
Jabbers the secrets so low as to confide..
Secret that revels the art so smart..
To heal the infantile heart, one dapple part..

In the attempt to hem the two ends meet...
Stitch the wide vast length to greet..

Hert so bonny to solve the questions..
Why, How, What and when ..no notion..
What to give and what to preserve...
So as to make one bonding reserved..

An Iota of Romance...

As we were driving through the calm, wide, dense but silent roads of Hyderabad, my friend's brother kept on pointing one building then to another. But I was totally lost as it was after nearly two months that I happened to feel and appreciate the nature's beauty. I was missing those mornings when my eyes used to see the beautiful trees and a silent road drenched in orange light across the 5 x 5 feet window opening of my one seater hostel room. The view used to bring immense agility, undefined.
After coming to Pune that same missing factor "an Iota of romance with our Earth so beautiful" brings emptiness.


Counting the inroads of hours..
Cogitating deeply the events parsed...
Realization of carrying rancour...
Sometimes for a second or an hour...
Searching for a missing an Iota of romance..

Silouette of a salubrious gathering..
On one side of the window opening..
The other side fragrance of wet soil..
Breathing and Sustaining the aleviated toil..

Penance of dereliction on that account...
A feeling pirouette...
Why din't mind capture the congenial air..
A deal so lucrative and fair..
To live those moments now we care...
To search an Iota of romance with Nature in the air...