Thursday, March 27, 2008

iss yug ki radha...

saloni hai sawli bhi,
pyaar mein thodi si bawli bhi,
akasmaat achanak muskaati hai...
haribhajan gungunaati hai
iss yug ki radha

gaiyya ko charaate, mann ka vicharan
jaane kab ho jayein hari ke darshan
unki baansuri ki taan par jame hain kaan...
taan par sapne hi toh bunti hai
koi na bhi bulaye toh sunti hai
iss yug ki radha

matki phodta hai, maa ko sataata hai
munh khole toh poora sansaar dikhata hai
gopiyon se raas kar radha ko jalaata hai
kaanha hai, jaanti hai phir bhi jalti hai
iss yug ki radha

wo shyam nahin shvet hai,
bas yehi ek bhed hai...
uski chhavi barson se mann mein chhupaye
radha ne kitne janam ganvaye...
par har roop mein apne kanhaiya ko pehchaanti hai
iss yug ki radha
dear god,
this comes to you to finally resign from the post of 'a good human being'. guess i have served enough and to the best of my capabilities on this position and now i wish to 'grow' and achieve more in life. aint it amazing in fact that i survived in this place for 28 long years?

Friday, February 29, 2008

limited....

if it has limits how is it love? if it makes sense to you, if it confirms to your sensibililities...if it is sane, then how is it love? if it doesnt hurt anyone, if it isnt awkward, if it is not about lust, if it doesnt leave a hollow if it doesnt take the 24 hours of my thought process if it isnt selfish if it doesnt disgust you if it doesnt take away everything else from me, if it makes me....is it love?

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

JUST...

how well do we conclude things? how's anyone answerable to me? why should i hold any importance in their lives? how convemiently they detach and take on their lives while you're still connected. but that's where the mistake is, this is my own problem. i should have to deal with it on my own. its noone else's business. they say its kinda important at the age of 28 to grow up. experience it all, the way it is. where it takes you. LEARN AND GROW ALONE

Thursday, January 3, 2008

night out of Q?

i have a cellphone, the relevant numbers. a pepper spray in my bag, i know some self defence techniques also. i can distinguish a raunchy gaze from an admiring look, my antennae are at work 24X7. i can sense danger from miles away. generally, i dont take risks...i'm not stupid. i can handle myself when i'm drunk and i have all that it takes.
but you know what...i dont want to live the life of a fugitive...i dont want to walk on landmines anymore. i want to live, free of fears and tensions.

Monday, December 24, 2007

Dard-e-disco!

am i a desparate soul? desperate to be understood, desperate to love...desperate to be loved?? desperate to know the future, desperate to become the past, desperate to be happy, desperate to cry? i think it clearly shows in my eyes...the desperation to be understood or misunderstood all at one go. i've always associated men with this term, until i discovered the beautiful irony of this word in my life. how do i manage so much desperation at one go? am desperate to know...

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Google myself....

where do i find 'me'? cant remember where i lost myself? i can still sense the grip...with which i was holding on... to self. i wonder what happened? aint it sad when you miss somebody so much that you forget that you've gone missing yourself?!! everyone's living a life here, everybody has a plan, everybody seems to have their own motives, drive, ambitions, goals, fires, conflicts, challenges, loves, hatreds...what happened to your own? lost perspective. selfless....heard that before? cares who though? they just expect you to be 'strong', 'dynamic', 'vibrant' and a confident individual...when you're probably happy being the way you are...happy losing yourself. they want you to know exactly what you want. and you want to know/do exactly what they want. how i wish...one could just lose themselves forever, get supremely selfish and weak...self zero and not just self less...how i wish you could just let everything take over. enjoy the helplessness till you sink...lose it. lose yourself. in conlclusion, there is 'no' selfless love...love is selfless. coz its so divided, where is 'self' anyways? 'selfish' is the way to go...if you wanna love just one! wooooh...did i just propound a theory??! am still googling...self! click! self! click click! 10000000000 results found...told ya...there cant be one.