It’s All Coming Back
I’m learning how to fall in love with the endless surprises that life brings everyday. Destiny… Never much believed it. But At one precise moment, it all unfolds and you realize… It’s all coming back to me now…
- Neha
I’m learning how to fall in love with the endless surprises that life brings everyday. Destiny… Never much believed it. But At one precise moment, it all unfolds and you realize… It’s all coming back to me now…
- Neha
“Jeene Ke Liye Socha Hi Nahin,
Dard Sambhalne Honge”
- Gulzar
And then… Reality continues to Ruin my Life.
- Neha
I close my eyes to think of her… It’s been a while and life has been moving on, though sometimes I do miss her terribly. We’ve had a love hate relationship, she and I. I slammed some doors and turned my back on her for good. But I missed her all the while. She was waiting, like always and even though I liked to believe that I had an upper hand, that my life was moving on, I knew… I was incomplete without her. She was always like the girlfriend who was too clingy. But of late, she has become something of a mistress, to whom I have to keep returning to, to gratify myself. It’s been a long time… More
A few days ago my friend got married. He is the first one among us to agree to those 7 promises. Initially it was shocking to know of his impending doom, then it became funny but now that everything has been done with, it seems like a reality. On the wedding day we all friends gathered around him and wanted to know what’s the secret. Secret of love. Secret of marriage. Everyone of us has been in and out of love atleast once, all but me. I have never been in love, I have always been without. I’m proud, I’m not emotional, I don’t easily give in to senses. I’m happy.
Don’t begin your relationship thinking of sex.
Feel the real love.
There is happiness in just being together.
Raindrops keep falling on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin’ seems to fit
Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling
So i just did me some talkin’ to the sun
And i said i didn’t like the way he’ got things done
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He traced the lines on my face with his acid tipped fingers and brought my lips to his corrosive ones. When through, he asked me… “do you feel adequately beautiful?”
“Yes” I said, fiercely nodding my head…
- Neha
We can’t play this game anymore
But can we still be friends?
Things just can’t go on like before
But can we still be friends?
“Tujhse Naraaz Nahin Zindagi Hairan hun main
Tere Masoom Sawalon se Pareshaan hun main”
Another drunken day comes to a blurry end and the sky seems to burn ember. Warm black liquid gushes down my throat to mix with the vodka coloured blood. The moon and the stars are all in place, like always. Only I have been displaced. I do not know whether this revelation brings more joy or pain.
“How does it feel? Losing your head over a few words?” He asks simply, sipping his cup of tea, looking at the city lights from up above. I have nothing to say. He is right. I have lost my head. Over a couple of words. Yes. I am mad. Stark Crazy. But I do not want to defend myself.
He doesn’t look at me. I have never really interested him much. Or that’s what I believe. Or maybe that’s what he wants me to believe. Only he knows. I am a bit scared though.
Today is the day it all ends. A Black Friday. Where he moves to one of the million bright sunrises and you slither off to the countless shadowy sunsets that fall to your share…
Back to the hostel after an year. You had almost forgotten the musty smell of wet clothes and detergents in the hallways. You had fogotten the winding steep staircases. The loos that smell acrid from incessant piss. More
She stumbled upon an old diary yesterday. Going through the yellowed pages, she felt ashamed. She claims never to do anything for the sake of doing it.
Yet the diary. Reminding her of the scribblings that are there just for the sake of being scribbled. And she feels like the biggest hypocrite.
Funny how we can claim to be who we are not… Funny how sometimes we want something so much that we start believing lies about it…
She planted a lilly bulb yesterday. And then sat lovingly looking at the tilled soil. It has been turned. The seed in it breathing life, lightly, slowly. As she sits there and watches it, she is impatient to watch the first bids spring out. The wait is so tremendously painful that she has to try hard to keep her heart from breaking.
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The nightlights shine off the road today. It’s such a beautiful weather. You watch couples snuggle up closer to share the warmth. Your eyes are misty today, and yet you can see clear.
Damn Eye lenses…
Who are you kidding? The poison of tears? Really? You don’t know. But something’s wrong. Either with you or the world. Let it be the world, please let it be the world… chants a small voice inside your head repeatedly. More
At first it was just a look. A long look that seemed to pull me. A mute look that didn’t speak of anything. No longing. No sparks. Nothing. Just a pull that defied all the rules. A look that had no regards for religion, age and above all, common sense.
In the ensuing years, he said many thousand words. Words that sometimes rose and fell in the silent bay of the countless mistakes that I made over the years.
Words that sometimes glowed phosporesecent on dark nights. The words that on some days flew too close to the sun, like the mighty Icarus. More