Death

Death be not proud,
You are not the greatest punishment,
a mortal can ever get.
You have competition from man's self made agony,
Which out powers your might.
Every day filled with a sense of gloom,
Every moment filled with a sense of loss,
Every thought filled with a sense of despair.
And then, Death, you just become an escape,
from this everyday pain.

Tears

Your tears are so precious,
Please save them for some other day.
And probably for someone else,
I may not be worth it.

Those tears give me a false belief,
that i maybe the one for you.
My mind doesn't want to believe it,
But tears, darling, blind me.

I wish, tears wont blind me.
I pray, tears wont blind me
I will make sure, tears wont blind me.
But darling, tears do blind me
And suddenly Life seems so beautiful.....

Hoo Ha India......

He : I told you, i should have gone there.
She: Ohhh, you know how to play??
He : Yeah, better than those models..
She: There are millions like you, who say they can play better.
He : so what?
She: Take care of your own life. "I am sure you have lots to take care of".
He : I know, but Cricket is my passion.
She: What about me?
He : Passion, NO. More than Cricket, Yes. Love, You tell......

The Ring

He calls. Everyday.
Her phone rings.She lets out a sigh.
Her happy face suddenly ............
Sometimes she hits the red, Sometimes it just rings.
Every ring reminds him of his mistake. Rings come to an end.
He hopes, his suffering will also end.
Soon.
Little does he know, his Life awaits him for more.
The pain has just begun.

Are you Sure?

She glanced back. He wasn't looking back at her.
She felt sad.May be their story wasnt like that in the movies.
Movies sell dreams.He knew dreams seldom turn true.
Truth was what both loved.
Both needed to understand...

What gets us into trouble is not what we dont know... Its what we know for sure that just a'int so..!

The Wait never gets over...

He waits, his hopeful eyes, unrelenting untiring.
It will come, he believes. Everyday his enquiry is met with a "No".
He doesn't lose hope, whats surprising is he lets out a smile every time.
Its in his destiny. He knows what it holds.

He prays for the thing.
He wishes it would never reach him.
That way he would have a reason to smile, everyday.

Sometimes 55 words are not enough........

Sometimes fiction is not fiction,
Sometimes what you believe seems so wrong,
Sometimes what you always said seems so senseless,
Sometimes what you love seems so hateful,
Sometimes what you did seems so selfish,
Sometimes what you hid seems so betraying.
Sometimes You dont know what I am doing,
Sometimes 55 words are enough dear...

Life's Like That!

55 words fiction

Its one of the days when whatever you touch breaks, cracks, or whatever...
And you start feeling so God like.Bcoz thats the closest you can get, albeit in different way. You look closely what went wrong, trying to find out why and then suddenly you realise,its D-day.......

Sit back and Enjoy the destruction!

55 words of fiction

She was in a dilemma.
It was a clash between the often called cliche of
Heart vs Mind,
Self vs Loved Ones,
Her aspirations vs Tradition,
Her Love vs Love itself.

She had to decide once and for all, what was best for her, what she wanted.
Maybe she can't decide Maybe She can...

Six Feet From The Edge.........

Please come now I think I’m falling
I’m holding on to all I think is safe
It seems I found the road to nowhere
And I’m trying to escape
I yelled back when I heard thunder
But I’m down to one last breath
And with it let me say
Let me say

Hold me now
I’m six feet from the edge and I’m thinking
Maybe six feet
Ain’t so far down

Lyrics of a song by Creed.

What Else....?

Nothing Else....
Thats how i reply when ever somebody fires such a query at me.
And its not because its the simplest answer to give, its because it is true! I have nothing to do.

Absolutely nothing...or that is the way i see it.
Office work,i dont feel like doing.
Any extra curric's, Who cares.
Playing, yah sometimes.
Reading, Only what i write.
Watching TV, not much.
Exercise, Once in a while.
Blogging, You can see.
Chatting, Only with self.
Living Life, Whats that??
Music, thats number 2 on my list
Sleeping, yup!(also during the day)
And thats where my whole time goes... sleeping.
I am always in a self induced stupor...so engrossed in it and probably happier in it than being alive in real world. I have started loving it. Its probably the case of

Work to get what you love,
Else you will be forced to love what you get

I love whatever i get, i am satisfied, i am content,
and thats why i am dead. Living Life for the sake of life......

Here's a motivating speech by Steve Jobs, a must must read for all those lost.