Dream Away

It’s past my time to go into deep sleep

But I lay awake, thinking for just one more moment,

And it suddenly feels like I’ve loved you forever.

The closer I get to you, the more the feeling grows,

Like I’ve known you not from this life,

Like you were always a part of my existence,

Like we’ve known each other from a time before,

You have always managed to make me feel home.

I had a tape across my heart, and it read ‘no trespassing!’,

But you,

You were very subtle, yet very persistent,

You laughed the warning off,

Tiptoed into my heart,

Slowly picked each piece of the mess,

And brought it all back together,

Assuring that you would never let it fall.

The countless ways in which you love,

The silence in you, that is almost disturbingly serene,

Calms the storm which is always raging in me,

Your angels dance with my demons,

The light in you is so bright that it sparks up

Even the darkest dustiest corners of my heart,

And all the colors in me are alive at once.

You are the happiness, the one that never got away.

And every time I look at you

I tell myself over again,

If love was a question

You and I would be the answer!

So again, I dream away…

To Love & Forever!

“Growing old together is never an option, it’s the only way to know the magic of LOVE!”

It was one of those summer days when the sun was shining hot and the breeze would kiss every inch of your face when you walk. While strolling down the streets of some not-so-familiar place, I saw him. He was not handsome, the wrinkles on his face had stories to say, the tremble in his hands told they knew the world, the cracks at the ends of his eyes were screaming how much of life he had seen; but those eyes, the way they looked at her, mesmerizing! She was not beautiful, but for him, she was probably the only beauty ever seen. She had aged too but her hands held his with such loving warmth, firmness and belief, that even when they tremble, they are the only savior for her… Old age love! It was beyond that, it was beyond the reasons, it was beyond just love, it was something magical. It was about the challenges and the hardships that they went through, but decided to remain in love forever; it was about the vows that you make to each other, not at the aisle, not the spoken, but the unspoken vows of not letting the beauty of what you have fade away. The promise of living the ‘forever’ and not just saying it! The faith after years when you hold their hand, you know they wouldn't let you fall. The hope that even when you fight, crib and are outrageously defied, they will take you back. The assurance that every tear that falls down would be compensated by the laughter they fill in your life. The certainty that tomorrow if you’re not there, a part of them would go missing forever. And so you want to live, not just for being with them, but because they will be lost without you. Love was never about finding yourself; it was about losing yourself into them, and let them bring the best in you.

Perhaps, this is what we’re always wanting when we say LOVE! Love was never just about making love in bed, because that day I realized, you make love even when you hold hands. It is about that one look in their eyes that defines you are magic for them, and nobody else but you can bring out that feeling. You crave for this love, because you know it will be a once in a lifetime love. Because there will be all kinds of love in this life, but never the same love twice! I was small then, and though it should’ve been a complicated thing for me to understand, I rather found it simple, that all you had to do to be in love was to keep loving, unconditionally, and undauntedly. I had thought if I could have even a tiny piece of that love story, life would be wonderful. And suddenly, one day, strolling in the memory lane, I found him! And that day, I vowed to myself, to love him, and only him, in ways that might not be always the right thing, but in ways that would mean his happiness. That nothing would change this love, no time, no distance, no person, nothing! So there he was, among the myriad of crowd, but shining bright, telling me that we were meant to be. He wasn't a new face, he was right there, had always been there. He was my magic!

love and LOVE!

“You don’t marry someone you can live with – you marry the person who you cannot live without…”

While going through something on the internet today I found this quote, have heard it since I was a kid, but the chords to it struck me now. So after going round and round about love, I thought to myself to write this time about this beautiful feeling of walking down the aisle, for a change!

Since I was 4 and I realized what weddings are, I always have butterflies in my tummy thinking marriages and the whole feeling of that day in your life when you’re the most important person on earth. And I would be honest to the core if I confess that getting married has been my most cherished dreams of all.

BRIDE – just the word is enough to ooze that feeling of being exceptionally beautiful! Its love, and then its LOVE... The latter somehow being a more profound expression of what I term as a commitment of life. My badima always said that marriages are made in heaven, but I secretly used to wish at that time if I could say it loud that I would still find that guy here on earth! The smell of fresh mehendi, the hand full of choodas, the carefully placed vermilion, or maybe just the most elegant white dress with flowers in hand, the blush of a veil, the glittering tiara, the charms of being the newest in the family, the millions of eyes watching your every step, and then that one hand that perfectly fits into yours and wants to have you next to him for a lifetime. More than just the ceremonies, it’s the feeling that circulates and revolves itself between two people who mark the beginning of a new life.

Every time I asked people what they like about weddings I heard about clothes, food, the celebration times, the bonding… and a lot more… but my favorite thing about the wedding is when the girl would walk down the aisle, all dressed up and the guy would look at her for just a moment and feel that he is going to be with the most beautiful woman on earth; and that time his heart would just skip a beat wishing that he could make this a timeless memory… that feeling cannot be put into words, but those who have felt it must be knowing what I mean!

Well, I’ve not been married to my “knight in the shining armor” as yet, but I think that walk to the aisle would be the second best journey I would be making in my life, the first ofcourse being the perfect life with my soul mate. Soul-mate, its again such a mystical word! A person whom you find to be your twin soul, a bonded soul that was meant to be in your life. He was made, rather tailor-made for you. After all, isn’t it a wonderful feeling to realize that yes, someone somewhere is made ‘just’ for you…!!!

LIVE… ‘Cause nothing lasts forever!

An ode to all those who have loved and lost, and still continue to hold that person special…

There are these infinite moments in life when you sit back and think - what went wrong that your life dint turn out to be the way you wanted it to be. Despite numerous dispositions of trying to make it all perfect, why do you just loose all that you had in the end…..

It’s a beautiful feeling to have someone you want to go home every night because you know that after the most tiresome day, that one person is capable enough to light it up all bright for you. That one “How was your day” becomes the most comforting question, that one moment of embrace becomes the strongest force to make you stand again, that one kiss, that one hug, that one look which says “I’m there” has a million meanings to it all of a sudden that a silence could convey. And we all keep falling in love everyday with this one person in every way, with the hope that these moments of contentment would last forever. And then there are those mornings when you wake up to realize that all that you called yours is suddenly gone. That morning looks like the weirdest of all, not because you have lost the most important part if your life, but because you cannot decide if you would ever have them back again, or if wanting them back would mean it the same for them.

You debate a number of times, analyzing and pulling out every strand from the story to see if there was a room for an attempt again. Ofcourse, the answer to what went wrong is not found! And then you feel, that had you never been in love, life could have been so much simpler - the heartaches would have just been for dropping your cellphone and cracking it, the tears would roll down only if you had got your knee bruised, the longings would only be for the homecomings, and the wait would mean just an hour at the coffee shops… But only if life could be the way we wanted it and if love could be all that we needed!

When I was young, most of the “matured” clan around me enlightened me on how to go about love; picking the essential ingredients very carefully and blending them with even more sensitivity. However, when I saw it, the definitions quite changed and words like trust, understanding, respect and compassion was all I found people fighting for. And then I realized that if falling in love was easy, falling out of love was never the less difficult! Love alone could never compensate for what we dint have.  So trust could not replace understanding, and love couldn’t be a substitute for trust. They seemed like the tiers in a rainbow, you cannot change the order and it takes a perfect day to make it happen. After all, it takes a lot of shit to go down there to make it look like the most elegant work of mastery you could ever see.

Nothing lasts forever… Neither the nights of undaunted comfort, nor the mornings of redundant pain! It has all to go away one day, that one day when though that one person wouldn’t seem less special and his memories would still linger on, but that one day, when forever would take up the shape of a more contained time, a beautiful time….

SERENDIPITY and……… LOVE!

“You were like a beautiful dream,

A life with you, was all I could see,

And you weren’t mine was what everyone said,

But we ended up together, ‘coz YOU were the one for ME!”

Serendipity… It’s one of my favorite words. Not because it is heavily loaded with syllables, but there’s something in the word that pulls me to itself – the sound, the meaning, the pronunciation… I know not! But what I know is, that like a lot many believers of destiny, I too believe in the fortunate accident!

Sometimes I sit back and wonder, why a certain incident, or an event, or a person happened to me; that could be as important as a friend or as coincidental as a the florist I would’ve met on my way to work. There are so many things, the reason to which we are blinded to, but then they happen for a reason! And may be, after a long time we realize their purpose in our life…

So like all other things, I relate this one to love as well… For me, if someone is really ‘the right one’ for you, you would get signals from up there. The graver question being that what are those signals – I guess they could be anything from you calling out to the same cab (pretty clichéd, I know!), or maybe just saying similar things all the time, or having exactly same interests, or your playlist never ceasing to play their favorite song or ending up together even when you’ve parted ways, or anything that would lead you to that person despite the fact that you try to run away from them… I guess, that’s destiny! Destiny in itself sounds such a heavy ephemeral soul-searching kinda word; but I think DESTINY is what gives us, not what we want, but what we need!!!

But love, it goes beyond those boundaries, and we do not wait for the right person to fall in love, rather make love rightly to all the wrong ones, till one day someone walks in and shows how much important you can be, and that life’s beautiful not because you have someone, but because someone has you! And that feeling, honestly, is the world’s most contented one. It becomes even more beautiful when you end up with the same person, and even if you don’t – someone would walk in your life and make you feel love the way you made the other person feel and that, my dear, would be your moment of SERENDIPITY!

What do Women REALLY want!!! – 3

“…And every time you questioned me,

To you my silence seemed a yes,

So without even asking me twice

You thought it to be a mess…

I wanted you to believe me,

I wanted to say it all,

But perhaps words wouldn't be enough,

So I’ll gladly take the fall!”

Back again on exploring the ‘unsaid’ and ‘unheard’ of that BEAUTIFUL woman in your life. I promised for another one, so here we go…

Someone recently said to me, “There are girls, and then there are GIRLS”. But the bottom line, there is just a ‘GIRL’ who wants the simplest things in life – love, trust, respect, and understanding; like I always say! Ya, the magnitude of all other materialistic morals could vary, but at the end of the day, she wants to be HEARD and BELIEVED for what she puts across.

Men, as I know of this species, are the most insecure objects of affection on the earth; totally capable of falling in love, but not knowing what to do with it once they have it. Their insecurities, I do not blame! With the most beautiful of women in their life, the fear of losing it to the unknown does creep in. But they need to understand that if she says - she’s here forever, she’s not going anywhere; she really ISN’T!!! In giving her a chance to be HERSELF, you will have her for a lifetime. The problem with men is that they want to own her, but baby! If she’s emotionally into you, you do have her; because for her, you are the one who romanced and stimulated her mind than just the sheets!

You say things and you forget them, but long after you are gone, they still bang hard in her head. For her, if you said it, you meant it! Never tell her things you don’t intend to mean. She wouldn’t let you know when it hurts, she wouldn't ever hurt you back; but when she’s alone, she’ll think, and think, and think… and wish if you believed her, once!

Rule no. 3 – TRUST her for once in life, without doubts, without second thoughts, and MEAN IT. Saying “I trust you” and finding another meaning to everything she does is not the game. After all, she must have been a very strong woman to know that she’s giving you all the options to ruin her, but having the FAITH that you wouldn’t!

So, till you make that smile on her face a lil wider, here’s a note of faith from a woman – you’re an amazing guy for sure, and you would DEFINITELY understand her and be there for her, just don’t doubt her intentions always. Be the LOVE she wants in her life…

The Agony of being ASSUMED

“When you look at her with the eye of a hawk,

And you tear her pieces apart,

She never complaints, she never pounces back,

‘Coz you’ve already worn out of her heart…”

The problem with us, humans, is that the moment we see a mortal (usually better-off than us), we start dissecting them and the surgical analysis happens then and there. The best and the most common inference in my notice – “Aah! She’s such a BITCH!”

We’re so quick at reaching conclusions, and even quicker at labeling them. But few of us feel the need to look beyond the physical appearances and materialistic projections. We look at a person and decide what he/she should be, and ALL of us do that! Period!

I say it not because I do not belong to the ‘surgical’ clan, but because I’ve been the object of such operations, a lot many times! I’ve had days when I walk into a roomful of people and the first thing that they believe is “hellova attitude in the chic”, which ofcourse, is quite averse to the actual idea. So with a set of pre-assumptions, they whisper and talk among themselves, criticizing, analyzing… from head to toe, wondering what makes me like ‘this’; followed by a few appreciations as well. The good thing about me is that I hardly care to let those voices trespass my entity. I turn deaf and mute the picture. But when I walk out of the room, the least of 80% people stand up in admiration! (I’m not self-praising, but there’s a more grave point that I want to make, read ahead!)

The point to take back home is that if you see the adversity in being labeled you ruin yourself; but it is the advantage to look for, that can make you walk out with utmost pride. When you say ‘I don’t care’, you really shouldn’t! They key is to get numb. And when trivial talks don’t matter, you would feel the ‘agony’ has gone long ‘ago’ and what’s left with you are the remains of a comfortably numb yet strongly sensitive being, whose seen it all…