“Good morning honey.….”her soft deep husky voice was trying to wake him up…”Tea’s ready sweetie…C’mon, get up quickly, have a quick breakfast, quickly dress up for work, and drop me to office on your way…. Her ‘quickly’ tweeted incessantly in all her sentences, and the way she pronounced the latter ‘kly’ sounded so beautiful…. It sounded as wonderful as a fresh morning….

“Na…let’s take an off from work…let’s just call it a day….we’ll talk all day long…and we haven’t been to the beachside lately….haven’t caught up with you since ages baby….” He clasped her wrist tenderly and drew her closer…. She giggled,…”not today husband…it’s just the first working day of the week….” She tried to jitter away…water dripped down her black wet curly hair right on his face…. the sun shone on her face that gave it a golden glow…. her lips entwined into a shy mischievous childish smile that he had always been so fond of, which made all his stress magically vanish in seconds…her cheeks donned that stunning little dimple once again….and her jet black piercing eyes looked all the more gorgeous and animated. The morning air blew some strands of her hair over her eyes, which she pushed back in the most weird fashion that only made her look prettier and more coveted…..and her eyebrows narrowed as she gave him a naughty romantic look….He just couldn’t take his eyes off her, while she planted a quick kiss on his forehead…..

“All the more reason I stay in bed a little longer…”he chided….



A three lettered word for ‘My perfect little World’…..YOU



PS : As I type this, I wish life was so beautiful and fun…the perfect ‘YOU’ waking me up each morning…..
Well the bitter truth remains that my mum practically kicks me out of bed every morning… and I must confess, its disastrous…Its not like one millionth as good as mentioned in the post…I am made to realize that my TY Exams are not yet over, and …..”Ane CA Final have bau door nathi ha….have to vachvanu chalu kar….neto pachchi chhela chaar mahina ma radvano vaaro aavse….. “ heheheh………….

Kuch unki adaa ne luta, kuch unki inayat maar gayi

Hum raaz-e-dil keh na paaye, chup rehne ki ye adaat maar gayi

Tamanna to thi unko jee bhar k dekhne ki,par hume ankho ki ye sharafat maar gayi

Dono se hi shikwa hume, ilzam lagaye kis par,Kuch humne apne aapko barbaad kiya aur kuch hume kismat maar gayi....

Over the months, I was stuck to this one dream. A wish that I desperately hoped would be fulfilled…I see it withering before me right now….I know at the back of my mind that it’s gonna lose hold…. I see it going farther away from me each moment….and yet, I am stupid enough not to accept it….. I am yet stubbornly holding on to it, and madly hoping it would materialize in the near future. I really have no clue why my head denies to believe the truth… the truth that the dream is nearly almost shattered and broken and gone….Maybe I just don’t want to bring myself to face the bitter reality…Perhaps this is what they call hope….Maybe that’s what they meant when they said ‘ Umeed pe duniya kayaam hai…’


PS: Yet another of my overtly senti and emotional writings…I don’t know why, but I just feel like putting in a disclaimer here….All that I write in the blog may not even be remotely linked to my life. I get quite a few FB messages and emails asking what’s wrong with me soon after I post something real thought provoking and serious…I just want my readers to know that these posts are nothing more than random thoughts put in words….not anything essentially related to my course of life….

PPS: I heard that song from ‘Kites’…the Hrithik and Barbara starrer….just loved it….the lyrics actually make no sense and the song seems to have no meaning in its entirety, but yet, something about it is real magical and beautiful….desperately waiting for the movie to be released ….in the meanwhile….Intezaar kab tak, hum karenge bhala….Tumhe pyaar kab tak, na karenge bhala….

PPPS : Hum haste hai toh woh samjhte hai ki inhe aadat hai muskurane ki
par woh nadan kya samjhe ki yeh bhi ek ada hai gum chupane ki................

The best days of their life had been spent together. The past 7 years. Since the first few days of college to around some time back, they had no idea of what life would be without each other. They had never needed no third person. For both, life circulated around they, them, themselves….. And now, all this would be nothing more than the gone days to hold on to, nothing more than a past that would pour in sweet memories, nothing more than a gone phase of their lives that would always come back as mere tears. He was moving to Delhi – Forever.

They promised to talk each night. They promised to never forget kissing each other good night over the phone. They promised to let each other know of even the smallest and the most insignificant occurrences in their lives. They promised to make up for the lost time together every time he flew back to Mumbai. They promised to always be as deeply in love till eternity…….but deep within they knew that a long distance relationship was not going to work. Life and routine would draw them apart.

They had met at a beach for the final adieu. The waves lashed the shore incessantly. The blue green sea, the sandy beach and the orange tinge of the setting sun in the misty blue sky….everything was just so perfect….Everything….except for the dilemma they were in….They simply stared in each others’ eyes. Nothing needed be said at that point of time. He held her close, ruffled his fingers through her hair, drew her closer and kissed her…. It was a long passionate slow kiss…….but she also knew that it was maybe the last one. She knew she would miss the flirtatious romance, the warmth of his breath, the strong hold of his arms, the wasteful fights and arguments and the sweet apologies that followed. She would miss sitting on his lap and resting her head against his chest. She would miss him complimenting her smile. She would miss the good night kisses. And most importantly, she would miss her shadow that always walked with her, stood by her and supported her by all times.

Tears rolled down her eyes. Over the years she had never thought of a life without him. She let go of his hold and turned around to go back home. Her feet couldn’t move away, but she knew she would have to. She pacified her heart that things would be the same, but a loud clear voice rung over her head – a long distance relationship would never work. She forced herself to walk….walk away from him. After a distance, she turned back for a small last glimpse of his. He was yet there…..calm, serene and teary, waiting to hold her again….perhaps for the one last time.....again. She ran back – back into his arms. They kissed. They kissed as if there the world was theirs. They kissed as if no circumstances would ever draw them apart. They kissed as if there was no tomorrow. …And with a new surge, they decided that they would make things work. A long distance relationship would work out. A few thousand kilometers would be no obstacle to their love and emotions. They would surely make it work….