Stage Of Life.

Tell me something new, something that you came up with. Not the usual stuff that one hears on every next nook of the street. You have to make the world feel the difference and it has been long since you showed it something different. The audience are waiting for you but don’t get the idea that they are gonna wait forever, because, here in this new world, everyone tries to show something different, something new and they are eager to put up their show.


It is a cruel world and it will want you too prove your worth, it will want you to make your mark. So while I am waiting for you to buckle up, I am hoping that you might get the idea that despite the timeless love, I might not have the patience to stand that long.

R.I.P.

It is the coming of an age for me, an age of innocence, of not worrying what will happen tomorrow, of chattering on and on like you used to do when you were a kid. No mean words, no hard feelings, no double meanings. No I don’t want to backstab anyone, no I don’t want to act like I have loads of important work when all I have got to do is earn a living. I am in this phase where I want to be all happy and carefree and I want this phase to last forever. For no matter how much people would like to say that their mean and self-centered life rocks, I know it doesn’t. And I know of joy that they will never come to experience and for this one thing I pity them all.

They will have a slight tang of it on their way to their graveyard and they will know how they were supposed to extinguish their ravenous thirst. But it will be time gone; it will be the coming of an age.

So, today when relationships keep altering, people changing, you ought to understand that life is all about this age of innocence.

That is why; when the rain starts to pour, I do not worry about how I am gonna look when I am all drenched. I know there will never be anything much better than the joy of experiencing this one moment in the history of life. So, lazing in the desert sun, I soak up in the joy of knowing that life is beautiful every moment.

And when I lie down under that tombstone of mine one day, I know I will rest in peace. What about you?

Oh yes, My dreams are back!! ♥

Let the words dance their way tonight, to the hearts we wish them to go. We will be sitting under the starry lights accompanying each other’s loneliness. It has been long since I found an inspiration; allow me to melt you in words. I won’t ask for much, just a few words you might want to share, a few smiles to give, a few high-fives and one good willed pat on my back. That will be more than enough, for I know how to carve memories in words while I am still high.

So, let the spirits join tonight, for we are celebrating our own world of carelessness and pure joy; and we are the king and queen of our paradise. It has been long since I met a dreamer like me and you and I will dream the world tonight in our own light. We will put the world to shame because no matter how hard they strive they never find the way to true joy. And here we are putting up curtains to the way, coz we have been visiting it too often.

Soon we will be going on our own ways from this square in the city. But whenever we are together, whenever we are high, we will put our world back together, piece by piece and reign over it once more coz we are the king and queen and we rule here baby!

Dedicated to 'you', for after this long dry spell of no dreams, I have found 'you'...

For you my love, I pour my heart to turn the snow red...

It’s winter arriving. It is the season of snuggling into the blanket for little too long, of holding the cup of coffee a little too dearly, of hugging your jacket a little too close. It is a season of ‘little too much’. It is the season we go for a walk on the snow clad roads, with flakes of heaven coming down on us. The street lights our spotlights and the pines our audience. We pry on the land with this unknown familiarity. For we know that it never is same in the day and night. We know that skaters envy us in the day; we know that when night falls our show is over. So here, let us play for the audience we love, the dance of eternal bliss. A thousand days from now, a thousand miles away, we will long to be here, to dance one last time, coz love has it that heaven may be, but long we will for you my love.

And there we go hand in hand, knowing in the mornings we conquer the land. Knowing whenever we look back at life, this will be the show we will miss of all times.

Dedicated to the ‘I-can’t express’ time of my life spent in Gulmarg.