I waited for you to wish me good night...
stayed awake so that I can sleep tight...
I waited for you to wish me sweet dreams...
stayed awake till the sun streamed...
Finally, sleep I did not but
Dream of you, I did....
Good Night and Sweet Dreams !!
Monday, April 30, 2007
Arz hai - 2
Aah phir kuch kami hai tere bagair
na rang hai na roshni hai tere bagair
waqt apni raftaar se chal raha hai...
bus dhadkan thami hai tere bagair...
na rang hai na roshni hai tere bagair
waqt apni raftaar se chal raha hai...
bus dhadkan thami hai tere bagair...
Sunday, April 29, 2007
The void...
Today, she felt extremely lonely. A sense of loneliness that washed over her wave after wave, and bathed her in the shower of depression. As tears flooded her eyes, she gave in to a little bit of self pity and started mulling over her life.
He was also in a similar mind set. He was sitting in a remote city, with no family around. A business trip had ensured that he had the best of facilities, but what is life without a real person to speak to?. Although there were colleagues and friends, there was a need for something more... A soul mate..
Finally, by turn of events, which need no mention here, they met. A formal introduction happened over telephone, because of mutual friends. They developed an instant liking to each other and promised to keep in touch.
She would await his phone call everyday. A bond developed between them, a bond which blossomed into a nameless relationship. A friendship so pure, that it crossed all boundaries of love and sex. An ocean of emotions surged between them, however, not a single emotion burst out.
Finally, after a few weeks, when he returned to the city, they promised to meet. And meet they did, at her home. He dropped in straight from the airport to meet the new person in his life. She was by far the best thing that happened to him.
She had invited him for lunch, so that they can spend some quiet quality time at home, away from the noise and pollution. Lunch gave way to the evening tea. They spent some time shopping as well. It was too late by the time they got back, and he decided to stay the night.
It was an intense restless night for both of them. They were quite unsure of their relationship, and no words could describe how they felt. As they sat talking about a lot many things, they discovered that they shared similar tastes and thought processes. They fell asleep in each others arms, in the wee hours of the morning, only to wake up as soon as they slept. The constant chirping of the birds and the sweet smell of the garden flowers woke them up. They played games on his laptop, listened to some soul searching music, sang with the beats, and again slept post lunch. This time they slept fitfully, without feeling listless as they had built a comfort zone around them.
He had planned a candle light dinner for her. And she was extremely surprised by his impeccable table manners and the way in which he treated his lady ! When they were alone, they have always been cribbing about time moving as slow as a tortoise. They were surprised as to how soon the clock ticked its way, leading to a beautiful full moon night. Dinner was wonderful with a full four course meal.
He dropped her home. The weekend was over. She expected that he would say good-bye in a way that would tell her that she would be missed. But he seemed extremely cordial. He came upstairs, picked up his laptop and suitcase, headed out the door, and waved a good-bye. She stood by the window and watched him drive away... As she turned back in, she could smell him everywhere, in her kitchen, on her pillows, in the couch....
He d left a big void in her life.. A void that can never be filled. A relationship that goes beyond friendship, but would never reach the stage where they spend their lives with each other... A weekend of fragrant memories would remain as memories for years to come.
Hum hain iss pal yahan, Jaane ho kal kahan
Hum miley na miley, Hum rahey na rahey
Rahegi sadaa yahan, Pyar ki ye dastan
Sunenge sadaa jise,Yeh Zameen asmaan... (courtesy: movie Kisna)
He was also in a similar mind set. He was sitting in a remote city, with no family around. A business trip had ensured that he had the best of facilities, but what is life without a real person to speak to?. Although there were colleagues and friends, there was a need for something more... A soul mate..
Finally, by turn of events, which need no mention here, they met. A formal introduction happened over telephone, because of mutual friends. They developed an instant liking to each other and promised to keep in touch.
She would await his phone call everyday. A bond developed between them, a bond which blossomed into a nameless relationship. A friendship so pure, that it crossed all boundaries of love and sex. An ocean of emotions surged between them, however, not a single emotion burst out.
Finally, after a few weeks, when he returned to the city, they promised to meet. And meet they did, at her home. He dropped in straight from the airport to meet the new person in his life. She was by far the best thing that happened to him.
She had invited him for lunch, so that they can spend some quiet quality time at home, away from the noise and pollution. Lunch gave way to the evening tea. They spent some time shopping as well. It was too late by the time they got back, and he decided to stay the night.
It was an intense restless night for both of them. They were quite unsure of their relationship, and no words could describe how they felt. As they sat talking about a lot many things, they discovered that they shared similar tastes and thought processes. They fell asleep in each others arms, in the wee hours of the morning, only to wake up as soon as they slept. The constant chirping of the birds and the sweet smell of the garden flowers woke them up. They played games on his laptop, listened to some soul searching music, sang with the beats, and again slept post lunch. This time they slept fitfully, without feeling listless as they had built a comfort zone around them.
He had planned a candle light dinner for her. And she was extremely surprised by his impeccable table manners and the way in which he treated his lady ! When they were alone, they have always been cribbing about time moving as slow as a tortoise. They were surprised as to how soon the clock ticked its way, leading to a beautiful full moon night. Dinner was wonderful with a full four course meal.
He dropped her home. The weekend was over. She expected that he would say good-bye in a way that would tell her that she would be missed. But he seemed extremely cordial. He came upstairs, picked up his laptop and suitcase, headed out the door, and waved a good-bye. She stood by the window and watched him drive away... As she turned back in, she could smell him everywhere, in her kitchen, on her pillows, in the couch....
He d left a big void in her life.. A void that can never be filled. A relationship that goes beyond friendship, but would never reach the stage where they spend their lives with each other... A weekend of fragrant memories would remain as memories for years to come.
Hum hain iss pal yahan, Jaane ho kal kahan
Hum miley na miley, Hum rahey na rahey
Rahegi sadaa yahan, Pyar ki ye dastan
Sunenge sadaa jise,Yeh Zameen asmaan... (courtesy: movie Kisna)
Saturday, April 28, 2007
Fone-Spiration...
After a long time, my dream came true today.. To learn to play the violin.. As I was scouting around the city for someone to teach me, that s when I found Janardhan Iyer (http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=1367026201828358252). He offered to teach me and I was esctasic.
But why learn violin? I dont know.. but I ve been wanting to learn the violin for a looooong time, and somehow it never happened. But then, a few days ago, my friend Sriram called me when I totally down and out.. He played the keyboard for me and made my day..I felt much better. That s when he told me that I should definitely learn to play some instrument.
And let me say, I was inspired by the way he played his keyboard and I started searching for a tutor seriously.
This post is dedicated to Sriram (http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=13840878014188169219) for not only making my day but also inspiring me in a big way..
Thank you Sriram... :-)
But why learn violin? I dont know.. but I ve been wanting to learn the violin for a looooong time, and somehow it never happened. But then, a few days ago, my friend Sriram called me when I totally down and out.. He played the keyboard for me and made my day..I felt much better. That s when he told me that I should definitely learn to play some instrument.
And let me say, I was inspired by the way he played his keyboard and I started searching for a tutor seriously.
This post is dedicated to Sriram (http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=13840878014188169219) for not only making my day but also inspiring me in a big way..
Thank you Sriram... :-)
Friday, April 27, 2007
More SMS...
Some more SMS.. Check out...
1. One day God asked me, for how long do you need this friend along with you? I just cried and dropped a tear of sorrow into the ocean and said "Until you find this..."
2. Moon said to me, "If your friend is not talking to you, when dont you leave her?" I looked at the moon and said "Does your sky ever leave you when you dont shine?"
3. Each person represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive and it s only by this meeting that a new world is born.
4. What is love? It s when you hide tears and still care for them, It s when they ignore you and you still love them, it s when they begin to love someone else and you pray for them...
5. The beauty of life is like this: Just when we think we get all the answers of life, life changes the question...
6. If you want something you ve never had, do something you ve never done...
1. One day God asked me, for how long do you need this friend along with you? I just cried and dropped a tear of sorrow into the ocean and said "Until you find this..."
2. Moon said to me, "If your friend is not talking to you, when dont you leave her?" I looked at the moon and said "Does your sky ever leave you when you dont shine?"
3. Each person represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive and it s only by this meeting that a new world is born.
4. What is love? It s when you hide tears and still care for them, It s when they ignore you and you still love them, it s when they begin to love someone else and you pray for them...
5. The beauty of life is like this: Just when we think we get all the answers of life, life changes the question...
6. If you want something you ve never had, do something you ve never done...
Arz Hai....
I receive lots of SMSes every day, some of them are worth keeping. Here they go....
1. Dooriyo ki parwah na kijiye
Dil jab bhi chahe bula lijiye
hum jyada door nahi hai aapse
bas apni aankhon ko palko se mila lijiye....
2. Nakaam ki koshish karte hai
hum unse pyar kiya karte hain
takdeer mein ek tuta taara nahi likha
aur hum hai chaand ki aarzoo kiya karte hai...
3. Apne haathon ki lakeero ko kya dekhthe ho
Naseeb to unke bhi hote hai..
jinke naseeb mein haat nahi hote..
4. Din ke saat raat nahi hoti
sitaron se dil ki baat nahi hoti
jin dosto ko chahte hai hum,
khuda jaane kyon unse roz mulakat nahi hoti...
Will keep adding to this.. :-)
1. Dooriyo ki parwah na kijiye
Dil jab bhi chahe bula lijiye
hum jyada door nahi hai aapse
bas apni aankhon ko palko se mila lijiye....
2. Nakaam ki koshish karte hai
hum unse pyar kiya karte hain
takdeer mein ek tuta taara nahi likha
aur hum hai chaand ki aarzoo kiya karte hai...
3. Apne haathon ki lakeero ko kya dekhthe ho
Naseeb to unke bhi hote hai..
jinke naseeb mein haat nahi hote..
4. Din ke saat raat nahi hoti
sitaron se dil ki baat nahi hoti
jin dosto ko chahte hai hum,
khuda jaane kyon unse roz mulakat nahi hoti...
Will keep adding to this.. :-)
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
A spring in my step...
A spring in my step
A smile on my lips
As the Sun shines,
and my eyes brighten
As the light breeze
caresses my face
There is...
A spring in my step
A smile on my lips
As the rain drops,
and my heart leaps
As the moon rises,
so do my spirits
And
There is...
A spring in my step
A smile on my lips
A smile on my lips
As the Sun shines,
and my eyes brighten
As the light breeze
caresses my face
There is...
A spring in my step
A smile on my lips
As the rain drops,
and my heart leaps
As the moon rises,
so do my spirits
And
There is...
A spring in my step
A smile on my lips
Saturday, April 21, 2007
I dont exist....I live...
If you have made your absence noticeable, then you ve succeeded in making your presence felt. That s when you live, not merely exist.
So many thoughts flowing in, but nothing stays still. The mind is reeling at the rate of 100 frames per second. But, I am enjoying every moment of it. After a hard week, many people would like to party hard. But I would like to spend my weekend in a quiet manner. I hate anything that comes in the way of my weekend. Those 2 days are the days I look forward to, to spend with myself and rejuvenate my soul. I loathe parties. I loathe the artificial atmosphere. I loathe the way the whole place is filled with smoke and sweat (added: 25th Apr: and the innuendos - courtesy The Practical Idealist).
I have learnt to live every moment of life. Today, this moment, is not going to come back. So, isnt it better to enjoy it while it is there?
I have woken up to the sound of birds chirping away and inhaled the sweet smell of flowers in my garden. I have spent a weekend with family (after saying No to a party). I have looked at myself in the mirror and felt a sense of satisfaction. I have enjoyed getting wet in the rain. I have felt the smell of the earth just before it rains. I have the time to enjoy the smallest of things in life.
I have looked over my shoulder to see what I have been and what I am now. Definitely, a much better person. I have friends who are friends in the real sense of the word. I have a partner who loves me much more than anything else. I am able to love him unconditionally. I have a life which I want to live. All this because, I am living my moments, not just existing.
If you want to live, then, let nothing else prevent you... after all, it is your life... :-) Enjoy !!!
So many thoughts flowing in, but nothing stays still. The mind is reeling at the rate of 100 frames per second. But, I am enjoying every moment of it. After a hard week, many people would like to party hard. But I would like to spend my weekend in a quiet manner. I hate anything that comes in the way of my weekend. Those 2 days are the days I look forward to, to spend with myself and rejuvenate my soul. I loathe parties. I loathe the artificial atmosphere. I loathe the way the whole place is filled with smoke and sweat (added: 25th Apr: and the innuendos - courtesy The Practical Idealist).
I have learnt to live every moment of life. Today, this moment, is not going to come back. So, isnt it better to enjoy it while it is there?
I have woken up to the sound of birds chirping away and inhaled the sweet smell of flowers in my garden. I have spent a weekend with family (after saying No to a party). I have looked at myself in the mirror and felt a sense of satisfaction. I have enjoyed getting wet in the rain. I have felt the smell of the earth just before it rains. I have the time to enjoy the smallest of things in life.
I have looked over my shoulder to see what I have been and what I am now. Definitely, a much better person. I have friends who are friends in the real sense of the word. I have a partner who loves me much more than anything else. I am able to love him unconditionally. I have a life which I want to live. All this because, I am living my moments, not just existing.
If you want to live, then, let nothing else prevent you... after all, it is your life... :-) Enjoy !!!
Monday, April 02, 2007
Love strikes...
When I saw a couple this morning on a bike, whispering sweet nothings, a lump formed in my throat. I shrugged it off, and moved on to work. The day was extremely frustrating and when a friend said "Oh am gonna go home and crash", my eyes welled up. Swallowed the tears that threatened to burst out anytime and managed to get home in one piece. As the day progressed, I was chatting with my dear brother. I almost cried to him and said "being alone kills me. The mind is thinking all nonsense.." He immediately quipped "as long as the mind knows it is nonsense, it is fine..". Whoa.. I immediately sat up. I am not losing it after all...
Hard days at work take a toll.. That s when you find that friends are great support.. small words of patience and wisdom take me a long way..Just like today someone said "dont get all worked up. You anyway cant do anything about it now..Just relax" It may have been a simple sentence but at that point, it meant the world to me. While another friend, today, was sweet enough to tell me that he d play the piano for me to wave off the frustration..My my..i really do have some awesome friends...
But... despite all this, why is it that when I listened to this soft ghazal, I just smiled to myself, at the same time felt a tiny bit of moisture in my eyes... Why is it that when I turn over in bed, my hand automatically goes to the other side to feel that part of bed.. knowing very well it is empty... Why is it that when I come back home everyday, I expect to see someone, who I know, is not going to be there.. Why is it that when I cook, I always look over my shoulder expecting a soft kiss on my neck... Why is it that whenever the doorbell rings I open it with a smile expecting to see someone?
Jeena..tere bina jeena.. mauth lage... How does MTV know what song to play for me.. :-)
When I know very well, that he is not going to come back for atleast a month now, why is it that this stupid heart of mine aches?
Hard days at work take a toll.. That s when you find that friends are great support.. small words of patience and wisdom take me a long way..Just like today someone said "dont get all worked up. You anyway cant do anything about it now..Just relax" It may have been a simple sentence but at that point, it meant the world to me. While another friend, today, was sweet enough to tell me that he d play the piano for me to wave off the frustration..My my..i really do have some awesome friends...
But... despite all this, why is it that when I listened to this soft ghazal, I just smiled to myself, at the same time felt a tiny bit of moisture in my eyes... Why is it that when I turn over in bed, my hand automatically goes to the other side to feel that part of bed.. knowing very well it is empty... Why is it that when I come back home everyday, I expect to see someone, who I know, is not going to be there.. Why is it that when I cook, I always look over my shoulder expecting a soft kiss on my neck... Why is it that whenever the doorbell rings I open it with a smile expecting to see someone?
Jeena..tere bina jeena.. mauth lage... How does MTV know what song to play for me.. :-)
When I know very well, that he is not going to come back for atleast a month now, why is it that this stupid heart of mine aches?
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