An Emotion called Love......

She was sitting relaxed, sipping coffee. She didn't like coffee, but an occasional indulgence did no harm. That's what she thought. Waiting for her friend, she had already whiled away 45 minutes. Not that she was patient, but today was different. He had called her to tell something important. She would give him a sound beating, when he comes. Another glance at the watch, and she was already rehearsing for the outburst.

He entered. With an apologetic face. He had run out of excuses and needed a master stroke this time. His mind churning out ideas at a pace faster than his heart beat. He was nearing the table, it was now or never. He could read her mind. She was looking like an angel, but inside an evil waited to pounce upon him. He sat and....

He: heyy you look gorgeous. [In same breath] Sorry, mom was late in coming home from office. so i had to stay back.....

She: [Doesn't talk, looks here n there, with the most expressionless face. Although, it takes some doing to get that expression]

He: "Sorry.."

She: Today is Saturday. And if you remember, your mom has half-day office on Saturday. Right?? [ with a wicked smile]

He: [Oops... she's smarter than i thought] ohhhh yes yes...
Actually wanted to spend sometime with mom. so...[The Emotional Blackmail]

She:[ The "I know it all" look] Then we could have met an hour later.
[Smiles looking at the mama's boy]

He: [I know girls like boys who have lots of care for their moms. Pretty obvious]
I was so engrossed in talking with mom, i forgot....[oops that's a fatal error]

She: What?? What did you say? You forgot??? WTH
I am leaving. Cant sit here anymore, wasting time for a moron.

He: [With crying baby face] Wait Wait Wait..Lets sort this out. We came here to talk.

She: [Agrees readily, that's quite unlike a girl]

He: [Enough] I am sorry. extremely sorry. wont happen again. Lets forget it. Don't u want to know why i called you?

She: [Fair enough] This is the last time. No more.
[Excitedly] So whats that you want to tell?

He: Well, actually...you know..i mean

She: How will i know if you wont tell? [Common Sense. Boys don't have]

He: [how do i tell?] You know i don't eat properly these days...

She: [Ufff..] Go, see a doctor. Wake up early, exercise daily.
[He came to tell me this ?!#@#$$...]

He: No, i mean i feel hungry, but i don't eat. I spend sleepless nights.

She: Insomnia ? Better see a doctor. Take sleeping pills.

He: Nooooooooo, I am in love!

She: [Oh No, Love?? ] You know what is the meaning of love? i am sure you don't know.

He: [Nods] I don't know. But do you know?

She: [hmmm.. he's getting smarter] well, i never have been in love. But i know.

He: [LOL] You say you never were in love. You ha vent experienced the emotion called love. Emotion, if i may say, but Love is more than an emotion. At least i know something more than you.

She: [He's getting more n more smart] Agreed. I may not know much. But love is also not blurting out few sentences of the so called great Romantics.

He: Whatever. Atleast i have taken the first step. Lets see.

She: And may i ask who is the unfortunate mortal, going to become the object of your so called "More than an Emotion" Love?

He: [Blushing, the first sign of love (sick)]
My neighbour. She just moved in 2 months back. And i have lost track of time since then.

She: [Go get a Watch, you dumbo] Ohhh. Does she have the same feeling for you?

He: [Why didn't this question come to my mind?? I guess this confirms i am in love] Well, i think so.

She: Never assume. That's the first lesson you need to learn in love.

He: Does it really matter, whether she loves me? I love her. That's an independent statement in itself. Loving is no harm. Love is such a beautiful thing. I want to express it. Her viewpoint matters to me. But that shouldn't stop me from sharing my viewpoint

She: [How does he come up with such master strokes once in a while? Hmmmmm..]
Well, i assume you are already into love and it will be difficult to show you the reality.[That's my master stroke!!] Go ahead. Just one advice. Be aware. Its not always wise to express your views ...or emotions. Ohhh sorry for referring to Love as an emotion.[Wicked smile].
Best of Luck...

He: [Is it so?? ] Thanks!

What i listen to these dayz.....

In Dino & Alvida: Life in a Metro

Beete Lamhe: Train

Abhi Nahin Aana : Sona

Its Rocking...


A person's taste in music reflects a lot about the person. (That's what i heard)
So what does it tell about me?? Nothing

Somebody else's Common sense tells me that above songs tell a lot about the music composers and singers involved and that they have exceptional talent......

Yeah. Thats True. Common sense is useful.

Friend

And it again feels nice today.
Its an year gone by,
And it just feels like yesterday.
The pastry tastes the same,
So does carrot & cabbage.
Nothing has changed.
Months & Days gone by.
We still remain the same.

Those fond memories, deeply entrenched in my mind.
Those fond memories, I cherish the most.
Those fond memories, have become a part of me.
Those fond memories, define me today.

Life would have been a big void,
But for you.
And i feel happy today,
Just thinking about you.

Words may not express, what we share,
Both of us know, we care.

Today, just want to let you know
What you mean to me.
Life is Fun!!
coz of U...

Happy Birthday

What i have achieved today is bcoz of u,
Whatever i achieve will be bcoz of u,
You have made me ready for this world,
And you have taught me to conquer it.
I don't have words to express my joy,
And i feel so happy today.
You have made so many sacrifices for me,
So that you could give me what i want.
You made sure that i got the best of everything.
You listened to my tantrums,
and fulfilled my every wish.
Let it be my turn now,
to make you happy,
to make sure that i am with you.
Always.
Happy Birthday Aai...

The Battle

And he rises, ready for another battle.
Everything to fight for, he looks the enemy in the eye.
His chance at redemption, glory & happiness.
He knows it will be a fight to the finish.
He has been beaten and beaten again.
This might be his last chance.
Time & again, he has faltered.
And it may happen again.
His struggle may never end,
He might never rise again.
But for one last time, he rises.
With a shadow of doubt still at back of his head,
With a slight tremor in his walk,
With a hint of tremble in his voice,
With a hidden fear on his face,
With a nervous look in his eyes,
He sets out,
Knowing he has already lost everything....