Life is (beautiful) like that part unknown 2

If you know everything then its time for you to die.

It's been a while...

It's been a while I've had a real laugh....fake ones, I keep showering them...
It's been a while I've cursed the heat...It's pretty cooooool now...
It's been a while I've stood at my gate ... I don't step out of my house much now...
It's been a while I've seen street dogs... They kill them here...
It's been a while I've got excited on seeing the raindrops... It rains every five minutes now...
It's been a while I've had a dust allergy.... Muddy..here it is...
It's been a while I've been with my best of friends... I miss them...

Nature and it's ways...
But I don't want amnesia/Alzheimer's please :P

The Dilemma!

There is a dilemma about you...

I come closer I wonder if you are the one...

I move a bit away I wonder why you are in my thoughts...

I try to come closer again...

No no... " it has to be with violins playing in the vicinity. It has to be honest. It has to be truthful. It has to be pure ".

I move away...

And I dream of you...

I pray...

Yet from some where you seep in...

I stop. And I never ever give in again.

My soul weeps.

I don't, even on the pew.

And so there is a dilemma about you.

She ......concluding part

ps: posting the concluding part after almost a year.
for She part 1  chk this ... it's small enough :P

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Thought then she....

"yes I cried...

yes it pained...

yes I expected more...yes I yearned more...

yes I hoped...

yes deep down I believed you were mine"

Sad yes she was...human ain't it?

Expectations made her cry...human ain't it?

She let in....she hoped....she trusted....

human ain't it?

Pure it was...

Introspected she..

"Me it was"

Then came someone...

who kissed her ..but asked for a kiss back..

who hugged her back....

who let her be her...

who never said "I miss you"

but only asked "do u miss me?"

who never wore a chain with her name or carried a wallet with her pic

but who was always just a ring away...

who forgot to wish her "happy Birthday"

but wanted to cut the cake with her....

who was weird and crazy...

but who was close...

who was special...

who was her love...

Ideal in no sense...

but yet the one....

yet the one...

Life is (beautiful) like that part -unknown

Often you may not be able to prove your theories to the world...
But do you need to ?
that's the question.

Happy B'day Daddy!

There can be no one else who I copy so much. There can be no one who I admire so much. There can be no one who amazes me so much.
And above all there can be no one either who I argue with so much. :P

To be his daughter has been and would always be special.

For all those songs in English and Hindi and even Latin that he used to sing to put me to sleep at night after a tiring whole day’s work.
For all those unnecessary demands of mine which he agreed to.

All those walks to the school bus stop which had that essence of his philosophy, psychology and lots more.

For all those speeches and assignments he wrote for me.

For all those times he kept awake for me whole night just because I had to wake up at 5 am in the morning to study for exam and our alarm clock wasn’t working.

For being a walking encyclopaedia available with almost anything at any time of the day.

For always having told me the truth behind everything even at a very small age when I couldn’t understand the depth of it but now when I look back I can understand. It would have been very easy for him if he scared or scolded me to make me do things. He chose the difficult but surely the best way and I am glad that he did.

For having treated me as a mature being and for giving me my space.

In true sense he’s my best buddy…now that doesn’t mean I don’t respect him.
I am not scared of him. I love him and so I respect him.



He’s someone who I know will always support me what come may.

He I know will always be someone who’ll still have high hopes from me even if I screw up my life.

He’s also someone who thinks I am his son as well as daughter. Well that’s why  I guess my friends always see me buying things from the market,  paying bills, doing the dishes and even dusting and cleaning up the house. :P

For all those times he stood against illegal practices in his own small way.

And above all, for having always kept me as a princess. :)

It needs courage to be someone like him. And it’s a matter of great pride for me to be his daughter.

Happy birthday Daddy.
Wish you lots n lots of tension because of me in this “new year” of your life. :P

Ps: Am sure he's going to find out my grammatical mistakes in this too :D

Intezaar khoobsoorat banaa hi doge...

Waiting for you is but...a Pleasure

Aaj phir ummeed hei 

tum.. aaoge...

bahana kuch toh zaroor banaa doge..

nazar se nazar toh mila hi loge..

kareeb na baith sake 

door se ishaara kar hi doge

kuch shayad kahe bhi doge

kuch humse puch bhi loge...

apna pan jataa hi doge

apna na bhi banaa sake 

ek ummeed phir jaga jaoge

Ishq ho na ho...khoobsoorat

intezaar khoobsoorat banaa hi doge...