prosaic..

All my life I dreamt of being what I am today.
Today I dream to be like my friend.
My friend dreams to be like me.
Sometime somewhere we will find solace.

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If I would have loved
a little more than
you had expected of me

or if you would have expected
a little less
just a little less than I had loved u

the heaven would not
have gone back to the sky.

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Now I am tired of
dull routine of the world.
Let me celebrate
even
be it sorrow.

Let my heart be that instrument
which could sing only when it breaks
and from every broken piece
let me hear the silent tale of my life
that was once a song.

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I dared to dream….
In my dreams I saw my tomorrow.
I saw my yesterday
I saw everything but this moment.
Humming of mosquitos made me awake…
I regretted to have wasted my precious time in daydreaming.

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I wonder why someone will kill himself
They say “you have to fight with life”
Then I realize its nothing but a deep sleep
As sleep is the best bridge between despair and hope.

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Chilly misty December dawn

From inside the blanket
I only wish to go out
and share
the beauty of solitude on the street

The hazy skyline
holds out
obscure version of a morning sun

like malady of cool breeze.

The Sound of Music..

Just now watched Singing in the Rain. I guess this was the twentieth time I saw it. I love musicals. The Sound of Music, My Fair Lady and Singing in the Rain top the list. There is something that makes me watch these movies again and again. I was gifted the CD of ‘The Sound of Music’ by my friend when I was in the first year of engineering. The same year I bought a computer and for few months I used to watch this movie almost everyday. I watch these movies only to believe music creates order out of chaos. Whenever we are in the audible range of music; it’s sway is persistently playing on us. Speeding or slowing, regularizing or irregularizing our heartbeats; soothing or grating our anxieties. Ignoring this power is at our peril..

those imaginary problems..

Sometimes think how dull life will we without those imaginary problems... those unknown fears. Like every sensible person I also have my own fears or better say anxieties. At times in my life I have felt them closely.. giving me sleepless nights. These imaginary problems are the ones woven in your mental web. These are the problems which don't exist in reality but trouble more than the ones that harm.
I remember doing very well in vivas, tests and still having fear of the outcome. After exams many of my friends will come out smiling giving an impression they have just outdone everyone else. I know I am going to do well but a 'What if I fail?' used to make my life a hell. Results are out.. I am terrified again.. wait a minute.. Oh my God I am in top three. Those smiling after the exam were not that happy today..

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A man without fear is a man without hope.