Go with the flow!

Don't really


Soap bubbles. Lots of them.. big, small and tiny and many. She’s enjoying each and every one of them, getting amused at how the thin film’s turning into a full sphere and gazing at it in amaze. Somehow, before it’s getting faded she’s already delighted by the new bubble. And then another one, with a spark in her eyes filled with astonishment, this time a big one. She totally forgot the pain caused by the soap sprinkle in her eye. Wish life’s as simple as that. Just a string of happy, delightful bubbles where I don’t care about saddest part where it looks broken, fades away and just wait for the next one in awe.


Loving you is like a habit

They say you make it a habit by doing a thing regularly for 3 weeks. So what now? If it’s something other than thinking about you, I would do that like 1 hour a day? or 2 hours? or maybe 3 hours… still it’s just a habit! But thinking of you never leaves my day, every hour, every minute, every time I breathe in. So It didn’t take me anymore than a day to fall in love with you… deep. It became my intense habit which I couldn’t think how to get rid of. Coz I know you’re already gone. But my heart, where the memories are still fresh doesn’t know.Was it my mistake to have accidentally met you? or Was it your mistake to have mastered the art of ignoring me while keeping me as close to you as you can.

Louder than Silence

If only you could hear my silence

If only you could see me through darkness

I would then get the world at your feet

I’ll take the responsibility

Of realizing your wildest dreams

Wish all this is a dream

And when I wake up to you holding my hand



Lovers to friends

It’s called understanding that you can be in love with someone but are incompatible so you call it a day and keep that person you cherish for your life. You still have love but changed from lover to friendship

Karma is a bitch

See in this instant world everything you do comes back like a boomerang. You need not wait for some other life. Specially the pain. It will return to you with n-fold intensity. It also teaches you the best.

Fear of rejection #1

I’ll miss you

I want to hug you

Say I love you

You please don’t reply

‘Coz I want to stay in that small bubble of hope

Where you can’t reject me


I messed up myself

He just thinks I’m his friend

He just thinks I’m his friend

But I don’t

He doesn’t know that

I tell him about the little baby girl crying

He says I scared that girl and smiles

That smile, I call it bewitching

I swallow my words

My lips smile, my eyes can’t

He doesn’t notice

So I stay safe and relieved, hoping

Someday the pieces will fall into place

I wait for that tomorrow when the broken pieces don’t hurt

Till that today when I tell him what he was to me

For, that moment has come

Everything seems tumbled and chaotic

A beginning started from the end

I settle down to the bottomless ocean

Where I hope his “friendship” sways me



I go crazy when I miss him :/

Something’s is missing

May be it is his presence again

May be he’s coming into my thoughts quite often

May be he’s hating me a lot more often

May be he is gesturing that I need him

The word he said is still there or

May be it ended at that moment forever

Still something holds me back

I can wait and wait like I waited all these years

I live in that one moment to tell that this moment still yours

#2 just teen things

Surprisingly there were 4 of my classmates(girls) in his home. One of them whispered in my ear as soon as I entered that he already knew I was gonna come and visit him and he was infact waiting.  He was in his bedroom woke up ‘coz  I came, called all of us to the room. It was cold, he called me to his side and held me close (I was standing by the cot) with his hand and he was sitting leaning back to the pillow. His hands were moving on my back and very slightly pressing it, he was talking something to my friends there. I couldn’t hear anything or see anything as I could only feel or see only two things in the world, his face and that electrified touch for which my heart skipped a beat. I felt like I knew him from long time and there is some connection between us. Even in that cool air I started feeling sultry and was actually sweating. This is when I realized that was the first time a guy touched me, don’t know whether he knew all this happening to me. After this he asked others to leave the room. Now only me and him, I  came into my senses and realized I should tell him what’s happening to me with the slightest touch of him, so gathered all the gut and told him what I was feeling about him and that I like him.

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