Friendship

Ohh my dear friend , I am here to be with you,
To support you everywhere in whatever you do!!

When you fell the heat.... i'll be the cloud to rain on you...
When  you feel the cold, i'll be the wood to burn myself  to give you heat!

When you feel the darkness  ,  i'll be the lamp...

When you feel low, i'll be a joker to bring smile on ur face!!
When you feel happy ,  i'll be the satisfaction of your heart!!

When u feel nostalgic , i'll be the cute little dish you used to eat in ur childhood!!
When u feel bored, i'll be the book you love to read....

When you feel excited, i'll be ur heartbeat running as fast as i can!!
When u feel scared , i'll be the courage to fight all ur fears!!

When u feel cursed  , i'll be the good luck to change things around you!!
When you feel blessed , i'll be the picture to capture ur smile!!

And one day , when u will miss me more than anything else in the world, i'll be the memories we shared and the arms to hug you when we meet...

When you would feel like crying... you wudn't stop i know.... then i'll be the tears out of your eyes which wud make ur heart feel light....

And o my dear , when u feel alone... i'll be the friend, the one to hold ur hands and say  " Jab hum hain , to kya Gam hain??  "

Confession

Don't judge me by my face, i might look innocent!!

Don't judge me by my voice, i may sound humble and polite!!

Don't judge me by my eyes, they can be deep and confident!!

Don't judge me by my mind, i may prove out to be a genius!!

Don't judge me by my work, i might be adept at what i do!!

Don't judge me by my behaviour, i can pretend to decieve!!

Don't judge me by my smile, i might look happy and satisfied!!

Don't judge me by my thoughts, as they may sound conflicting!!

Don't judge me by my expressions, i might be good actor to do so!!

Don't judge me by my dreams , they may lead you to a fairy land!!

Don't judge me by my deeds, i might look like a good person!!

Don't judge me by what my friends say , they are good enough to make us look good!!

If you wanna judge me , touch or break my heart, then look into my eyes...
and that would be me .. free of all hoaxes and lies....

Obsession

Once there was a Boy, bright was his smile, true was his joy!!
He was all so much of a delight, you could talk to hi during day or during night....!!

It looked as if he had everything in life one would need...
Whenever there was need for fun, he shall always lead!!

Then came one day a bird so silky , so sweet, so attractive on tree next to his place..
Such was her aura that no one could neglect her as she sang along with grace...!!!

She met out boy and sang for him so sweet, so pure was it to hear....
how could have our boy resisted the voice so melodious and crystal clear...!!

They became friends then on and shared all the joy...
Happy to happier and happiest became our boy..!!

Then one day the bird asked if the boy would like to fly.....
For she could prepare wings for him to enjoy the endless sky..!!

The boy was uncertain if he would be able to fly...
But the bird relieved him saying she would be nearby..!!

She prepared wings so beautiful..so smooth... so light one would admire.....
So much was the skill that the boy could fly higher and higher..!!

Off  they jumped from the cliff with wings spread out at length.....
The two were flying with panache and going higher and higher with full strength...!!

They were so happy as they went far flying above the mountains and sea......
and they flew above all the places known and unknown, past everything whatever it be....!!

This continued for some days till in came the rains...
And the bird had to go to the forrest besides the terrains!!

But she promised to be back in some time once she finds a new place.....
Ad asked the boy to practice flying for when she returns, they'll have a race...!!

So the boy kept flying alone but waiting for the bird's return....
And tried to be a perfect flyer n learnt whatever he could learn...!!

Soon a month passed by and became perfect his flying.....
Whoever saw was astonished, so mercurial was it for everyone eyeing....!!

Soon other birds tried to join him in his endeavours through the sky.....
But something was missing when the boy went flying high...!!!

It was not the flying but the bird which made the flights joyful soon he realized/.....!!
And one day returned the bird and so was he surprised....!!

She was still beautiful, with same voice and the same attraction in her eyes....
But the joy was missing as she said that she had turned wise....!!

She said she now wanted to fly across the oceans, cities and lands......
but refused to take our boy with her as she feared it would erode his wings and hands..!!

So, she let out on her journey and left the boy asking him to be in the flying game......
But she would never understand that without her it would never be the same....!!

But as she wanted, so he decided to fly high towards the sun........
The other birds who started with him left in fear and soon there were none..!!

He kept flying high thinking at some height he could see the bird flying away.....
And he kept flying hard throughtout the night and throughot the burning day.....!!

Soon his wings eroded... his hands started trembling and he was about to retire....
But he still wanted to see the bird such was his desire....!!

He fell deep down into the sea with eyes open.. still looking for her all around,.
but nowhere was she to fly with out boy.....
 
                Once there was a boy... bright was his smile... true was his joy...................................................

Innocence

I wish i could be a child again, neither too small nor too old....

I would know nothing about anything,
and for me truth would be everything told.....
I would let my imagination fly,
and my every sentence would begin with a "Why"??......
my creativity would soar sky high,
and dreams more precious than gold,
I wish i could be a child again, neither too small nor too old....

My smile would make others smile,
and my laugh would bring laugh along a mile.......
my words may not have meaning at all,
but they would still scribble and fill up the wall......
I would shout,yell and cry at times,
but at the end would need a hand to hold,
I wish i could be a child again, neither too small nor too old....

Anything new i see, i dwell it to the core,
each time i see it again, my eagerness grows more and more......
I would love to go to the park,and play along with friends,
and would dress up the best each time, covering all the trends.....
And still i would have time to listen to all the grandma's stories untold,
I wish i could be a child again, neither too small nor too old....


Each time i dream of it, its like chasing a butterfly, which i can never catch,,
Since, childhood is the best as i say it, which no other age can match.....
later on in life, there are lies and frauds and war and thefts,
and each of us gets casted in the same systems mould......
But each of us contains a child within,
whose innocence still remains unsold......
I wish i could be a child again, neither too small nor too old....

A "Sin" or a "Good Deed"

One upon a time, on the banks of great river Ganga, there lived a famous medician.

He was known to save every life that came to him, as if he was an outstanding magician!!

He helped the poor and blessed the young with the knowledge he had, 

and every villager felt blessed to have such a persona in the vicinity....

He had the blessings of Lord Vishnu himself, this was the popular saying,

He can give life to the dying, such was his divinity!!

He had a caring and beautiful wife and a teenage son to care and he loved them to the core of his heart,

and thus his small family lived a happy life..  the best one could imagine..

and the medician prayed to god for all he had, 

and always tried not to commit any "sin".

The medician had never ever in life done anything considered wrong....

and the stories of his prowess and grace were many and long...!!

But one night, when the clouds were dark and light was low, 

it was raining heavily and the heartsbeats were high....

The medician's son who went to river had not returned back ,

and some bad omens were adding  to the outbursting sigh!!

But at the same night , was another boy whose body was brought along with his son's body,

and there was a sign of the snake bite, venom flowing fast into his veins...

and the two bodies were kept in front of the medician , gasping for some breath and life,

and two  bodies in front, dripping wet , as if challenged by the furious rains...

"Oh!!. The boy is the prince himself.. the heir to the throne", cried someone,

and immidiately  all bent down to thier knees, with heads down in the honour....

 and the medician's eyes were wide open and hearthbeats increasing,

for what was about to come.. he was the only saviour....

He examined the nerves of both the boys and out came an "uff",

out of the the blessed divine magician himself in the moment, he needed to decide....

On one hand was his own son whom he loved alot, and on the other was the Prince, 

and all the rules and duties of being a medician he had to abide.....

Soon he had realised that both the boys had equal breaths left before they leave,

and he could , alas, save only one of them even after using all he had.....

Whether to save the son and let the prince die , and face the wrath of society,

or save the prince and let the son die? was the question making him mad....

To save the son would be a selfish  father's duty as he thought it to be.,

but for the society it would still be a medician's fault.. A "Sin" as they might say.....

And if he saves the prince, the leader of the future, the heir to the throne and in the process if his son dies,

No-one but the poor mother would only complain, but a "Good Deed" would be society's way....

He looked into his wife's eyes: red,wet, terrified but still hopefull of his husband's divinity,

And then looked into other's .. all looking at the snake bite.......

He was not able to breathe and was caught in a dilemna he never expected,

and not even god would know what was wrong and what was right??

There was only one answer of which he was in need....

Whether to commit  a "Sin" or a "Good Deed" ?????

Why do we not listen to our heart in situations like these....??

Why is the word "Sin" deadly, even when it can save lives....??

What's correct and incorrect is a matter of thought which each one can have different,

then why .. why on earth do we think more for society than our lives.....

We may not live the way we want it to be, as it can make you do a forbidden...

but does the life remains our in that case, 

and our thoughts are so constrained, so weak, so bed-ridden.....

So, the  medician decided the way as you all would know..

Leaving his son to die, he decided to bury his emotions, and to perform the duty, to save an important life...

and began hastily to do all he could to save the life of the Prince,

and in a corner, sobbing , stood his devastated wife.......

People began to appreciate the decision  , and started helping him for the same,

for the Prince needed to be saved ,for the future lied in the his hands, trembling in pain...

and soon the magic hands started working, for the must move  out of the Prince, 

and his son was slowly but steadily loosing out in the rain......

But, suddenly , a lightning bursted onto the scene and everyone was shocked,

"Prince is not breathing", shouted someone in anxiety and fear....

He checked and chocked... as the Prince was dead!!! , and when he looked at his son's body,

his wife's outcry was all he could hear......

Soon the King arrived and looked at the dead Prince in despair...

It was all  over  for the medician he knew the moment he dropped the wrists of the dead....

"Why did you not try saving my son",asked the King? for you've committed a Sin,

the punishement for which would be your head......

The King was furious , and the medician was silent.. nobody dared to speak the truth..

Medician stood with eyes wide open and it seemed he  was no more interested in his life....

He had given it all he had to do what he considered was right, but lost it in the end.,

and looked at the corner, where stood his sobbing, devastated wife......

Why.. Why.. Why was all I have in  my mind...

for why did nobody tell the king?  what he did...

But for him there was nothing except one thing....

There was only one answer of which he was in need....

What he did.. was it   a "Sin" or a "Good Deed" ?????