For her, Love was Forever.

Make me the only princess you’d have in life.
Make yourself my only reason to smile.
Promise me there’d be gifts saying ‘For my lovely wife’
Promise yourself you’d walk with me down the aisle.  

Daddy said, One day I’d meet my charming prince.
Growing old with you is what I always dream.
I’d wait for you even if I have to in Ruins.
If I ever hurt you, remember I never mean. 

But somewhere in this triumph, I feel you’re lost.
Only and only for you my love, I’d never say never.
Deep down I know, For an eternity our love would last.
And my heart whispers, ‘Baby, love is forever’. 

And the hero died.

Hey my Delilah,You'd be dazzling tonight
Wish I could be home for this festival of light.
In the heart of this chaos, I can feel your touch
Under this naked sky, I miss you so much.

You make my home lit up by that one smile.
And for that, I'd even crawl a thousand miles.
All our memories have come to the surface.
When I'm home, We'd have the tightest embrace.

I'd let you know, may what happen, You'll always be mine.
As for now, Death might take me away any time.
And I ask death to take me home where my love stays.
But Give me some life so I'd see my wife, That's what the soul prays.

A message to the Dolls

You figured out already what this is about ?
Umm, So this one goes out for all the young, innocent and naive girls out there.
Been familiar with the term 'Eve-teasing' Since school days right ?
Experienced it ? You know it happens around you every now and then ? Or been through it again and again ?
You might be cribbing inside your mind constantly, why me ? Do you ?
If I Had to ask you, What did you regarding that ? I bet you'd answer, "There's nothing I Could, I got scared"
Remember, the tiger always runs after the one who gets scared in the deer herd !
He whistled, Look into his eyes ! Don't avoid the stare ! He'll pull off for sure !
He commented, Go back, Look into his eyes and ask "Got a problem there ? "
He tried touching ! Mahn, Yell loudly ! Believe me, people around you are pretty anxious to bring out there concealed anger and frustration on anyone who messes around ! He'll get an answer after he stares at the bruises later on !
That's all, the moment you let them know you can be targeted, they'll point your guns surely at you.
It's the way those perverts carry their rotten mentality !
Do not take a step back thinking why to extend it now ? Next time you pass, he'll do it with a grin on his face again ! Do you want it ?
There are many of them, probably anywhere and everywhere you go.
All you need to express out is, If you can be soft as a cake you can even get sharp as a knife !
Do not worry ! The world's got your back baby !

Take Care ! :) 

The Kid Who Wanted His World Back

                                                                                                

So, there I Was in the middle of a lonely road...No people, No friends. No one but just one person, Myself.

There was cold breeze everywhere.

As I took some steps ahead, All I Could feel was a cold nostalgia rolling in my senses. I was petrified because I Was all alone. All I could think

was how do I Get home, to where I Belong. Tears had been floating in my eyes since a long time, may be even before I got lost in here.

I was abandoned. There was hardly anyone to accept the way I Was. Just another joker for everyone. With such thoughts gripping my mind, I kept on

walking and finally I Saw a way. The way passed through a forest which was to my left.  I Could see that the way ended to other side of the

forest where probably I'd find a way back to my home.

So What do I do ? How Do I Make my fear vanish ? How Do I gain courage ? How does a teenager like me do it ? Alone ?

I couldn't hold on those tears for long. I felt the need to get back home.

I looked up to the skies, it was windy all around, I was about to collapse in front of my fear when..

Someone held the palm of my hand. MOM! How did you get here mummy ? She didn't answer, instead she looked at the way and smiled at me with those

eyes holding hope like every single time.

It was a cold and stormy night when I ventured into the forest.

We began to walk, slowly. I told mom that I wanted to go home. She Said "I Will"

There was moonlight spread all across the way. The storm was getting stronger. I'd held mum's hand as if it were stuck. I Could hear the sound of night insects, our own footsteps,

sound of dry leaves getting crunched under my shoes and finally a wolf crying. I was shocked, Spooked and even speechless.

Mother embraced me in her arms tightly. Her hands tenderly moving in my hair. Clearing the tears on my face, she said, "Don't cry"

I felt alive with her words, I Felt there isn't anything that can give solace to me other than this woman.

Again, holding her hand, I started walking. The way was about to end. I Could see one of those lights coming from my native. Finally fear had took

a step back.  Finally, I felt I'd get home soon.

I held the smallest finger with all my fingers as i'd learned to walk minutes before.

I looked at her and said, "We're getting home, Mumma"

She had tears in her eyes, She nodded saying "I'll be there", and I Could hear thundering.

And there it was, The way ended, I could see a small fence and beyound that, my home.

I was on cloud 9. I yelled "I'm back home! Yohoooo !" I left Mum's finger and ran ahead to see how close we were. We were almost there.

And then I looked back...

She was gone.

She wasn't there. My innocent eyes were searching for her everywhere...everywhere..

I fell to the ground. Hitting my hands to the road..crying..yelling her to come back. Come back home.

I wanted her back. I never wanted her to leave me alone in this world. Why Did She..?

Why Did She Die..?

Now, I Wish the way never ended. I Wish I was still on the other side. I Wish she'd take me back home.

I looked up to the skies, screaming "Why did you go mumma ? I Can't live here without you ? Please come back Mommy! Your baby begs you. Please!"

And..

It started raining...

Cos It's Love

As a child, my mind always used to wander, What the heck is Love ?
Is it what they used to show on Television ? A Hero, A heroine, Couple of dancers dancing in the backdrop, Some punches, Some tears, A final hug and eventually they live happily ever after !
You'd laugh on this, But once I even asked my bench mate in school, What is Love ?
She laughed on this saying She doesn't know! I felt she knew it but she didn't wanna tell me about it.
That time, Watching those stupid movies somewhere made me Fall for that bench mate ! I even asked myself gazing in the mirror, 'Man, Am I in Love ?'
Bygone Be Bygone! Now when I Look back to those days, I'd say Hell Yeah 'It's Complicated' !
Love.? Merely an emotion.? Feeling.?  Power ? Sacrifice ? Or may be...(don't mind) Pleasure ? I Know you smiled on the last one ! *Grin*
Why is it that 8 out of 10 people here say,'Never Love' ?
I ain't saying i'm one of the other 2 remaining, In fact i'm the 11th one standing tall holding this question like million unheard voices..'Why?'
He broke your heart ? She didn't recognize your love ? He deceived you..? She Didn't want you ? He used you..? She finds you boring ?
Why do these things compile to break down your confidence, your trust, your faith in love ?
Why does One person has to spoil your life's pristine meaning and thought towards Love ?
It is Love! Its meant to be Unpredictable, Meant To be Inexplicable, Its Meant to live in Silence, Its Meant to break you or complete you. Its Meant to Live within you forever no Matter what!
Its Love, If you do, Say it, If You don't, Say It, If you cannot, Say It And If you Say, Mean It!
You find yourself broken? There's probably only thing that's gonna fix you up again.
It's Love..Know why..?
Cos It's Love.
Smile. :)

What He Had To Say ?

His Father Rushed Into The house Banging the Door By The Wall..

He could see his Eyes were swollen and Red Slightly..

Looking at which he cocooned himself quietly..

His father had a hard day at work so he's been to the local Bar..

He's scared of him for now so he's gazing at the previous scar..

He is 10. He Loves Drawing. He is surrounded by his crayons..

His father Howls at him and kicks him in the hand as a reaction to the mess..

He's crying now because there isn't anyone to bless..

He runs across the room to find a place besides his Toys..

His father is still Staring at him as he makes his way..

He looks at his father with all the fear and realizes he had a bad day..

Now His father looks at the mess of papers and colors..

His Son Left something on the floor which grabs his sight..

He uplifts the paper which is colored with crayons and scribbled some words in between..

Reading which he Feels guilty of being so mean..

His Father Cries for Being So Mad..

Cos His Son Just had to say 'I Love You, Dad' :)

Mumbai...My City!

A Long time Back I had a Little Conversation With A Random Old Man At Dadar ( Junction In Mumbai ) Station..! We were Talking about the Enormous Crowd and the Shocking way they were Hustling To Get On The Local Train..
The Question Just Happened To Slip From My Mind Onto My Tongue And Directly To His Ears And Rolled In His Mind!
"Was Mumbai Like This Before..?"
The Man Who Seemed to be Quite Responsive Earlier..Was Speechless !
Looking here and there..I Could Feel His Throat Being Choked Up !
Finally Answered.., (In Hindi) "Boy, You have no idea what You've asked Me..Back in those days, was the time when People Never Thought Seriously On The Name Of Their City...Mumbai Or Bombay ! (I Hope I Don't Get Smacked For This In The Mumbai That I Live Today)
Everything Was Calm Because Everything Was Simple..
I never denied when my Children wanted to Go Out Somewhere..! But Now I Do..Cos The World Around Me Asks Me For A Room For Denial ! This Is What Mumbai Has Become"
Some words which came out of his Mind Never Seem To Escape From Mine..
They Call Mumbai..The City That Possesses LIFE In It Every Single Moment..!
They Say.."Kuch Nahi Hoga India Ka..!"(Nothing Can Be Done About India)  I say..(Peacefully)"Leave India Then!"
Today 13.7.2011..Another Blast in 3 Different Places In Mumbai !
What Goes Around Comes Around..Right..? For My City, its the Sound Of Bombs!
Again Endless Suspects..Again Endless Court Sessions..Again Endless 'Breaking News' On Channels..!
May Be Some Company To Our Dear Old Baby 'Qasab' Who Is Happily Embraced By A Luxurious Life!
May Be My City Needs A Better Judiciary Handling These Cases..May Be Strict Enforcement And Security..May Be My City Needs A Social And A Political Makeover..But The Most Of All..My City Needs A Change!
I Seriously Hope In Future When A Child Is Asked To Write Few Lines On 'My City' Doesn't Write..
"My City Is Full Of Blasts"
I Remember A Line From a Famous Movie.."No Country In This World Is Perfect..We Need To Strive To Make It Perfect"
My City Craves For Awakening !
Thank You!