Though with you i chatter meaningless gabbles i scatter,
Jovially,jauntily,jerkily i smile,
Roam around outcasting my own style,
Living at the most and laughing around merrily,
Pulling your leg till you start giggling heartily,
Yet escaping far away from this for a while,
Its the solitude with which my soul compile,
In the night when sky is full of star crew,
I hope one falls and my wish come true,
Phase which is vandalized,
Pass away like it was never fantasized,
Wishing i could trade my life to bring him back,
Gazing the stars and searching for his sign,
Looking around and feeling his presence,
Listening to walls which teasingly yells his memories,
Silently pleading "please come back dad",
Wetting the pillow and sobbing so hard,
Pondering on my own thoughts,
Tying the heart with soul in knotts,
I love when my heart consoles my tears,
Somehow it settle down all my fears,
I play the strings of my own silent symphony,
And prepare myself to work on building my own destiny

You Are Braver Than You Believe

“If ever there is a tomorrow when we’re not together, there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we’re apart, I’ll always be with you.”
-Winnie the Pooh

Perhaps the most compelling quote ever credited to a portly cartoon bear.a montage of memories flashed before my eyes and something inside began to hurt.It was then that I caught myself subconsciously wishing things were the way I wanted them rather than the way they were meant to be. But then of course, I immediately gave it a second thought and realized what an ABSURD thing that was to be thinking and I scolded myself. Though I rarely intend to, sometimes I wish things had turned out differently… because I can’t help but wonder.So often I scornfully catch myself wishing for things I don’t have, or at least things I don’t have any right wishing for. Sometimes I wonder who I would’ve been, had past journeys been steered down different roads and headed in completely different directions. Sometimes wondering can get you into trouble because it’s often the case that you find yourself, by some mysterious form of inherent rationale, believing that you, or your life, would’ve somehow been better off, had things turned out differently. Perhaps that’s trite and pessimistic but I suppose this way of thinking is more common than we tend to gather or even realize. I try to remind myself how blessed I am to have what I have.I’ve been given and for the opportunities I’ve been allowed to seize. I am altogether undeserving, and thus, so very humbled.

Welcome to my life

Welcome to my life,
Its nothing more than a strife,
But i am surviving,
Just like the gentle bird in morning.
I am the diamond glints on the snow,
I am the wind that blow,
Even if you stand near my grave and weep someday,
Please don't.Because i will nearby you each day.
Numb heart at times fades the crispness,
Embracing the spineless thoughts of nothingness,
Mind sometimes ponder over weird lines,
Casting a bad spell over the life that shines.
Yet i believe life is worth living,
We begin walking only after falling,
Everyday can be different,
If you are willing to accept that nothing is permanent.

I dial my favorite number in the world so wide,
When you answer i feel like some part of me has already died,
Did we make memories only so we could  remember ourselves by,
Did i know that i'd raise my hand someday to say goodbye?
Miserable months up in front,so lonely i stand here,
But you seem too tired to even care,
With tears and tricks you manage to explain,
But did you ever realize it gives pain.
May be i just want to live for today,
Yet somewhere i miss you everyday,
For the girl-talks,movies,question papers,laughs and tears,
For being the best friends and sharing the greatest treasures.

"Perhaps in the end we all are left with reflections of black and white memories.."
At times the silence of days puts you in ease.may be because you know you can't do anything about it or may be its because you get used to it.you really can't jot down everything that really makes you to feel empty..as someone has rightly said somethings are best when left unsaid.you've got so much inside yet you can't pour anything out.not because you don't find any trustworthy person but because even if you'll let it out you'll still continue to feel the same.you paste various expressions to hide the emptiness within you and its not pretending..its GROWING UP.