TEXTING.

He is addicted to texting...
May be he wont agree,
But i know he is addicted.

He wont let the mobile
To slip from his hand..
Neither keep it in pocket..
Nor to let others to look in...

There are days,
When he forgot his mobile in home
And i see the restlessness
allover....
He cant stay calm,
He searches his pockets,
Then suddenly remembers that he forgot....

When the mobile blinks and
Produces beep sounds
We can see the light in his eyes
As if he were a man who
Got chance to eat after one year fasting...

Even though his close friends
Sit next to him,
He never listens completely...
When they share some jokes,
He smiles or laughs...
But I'm sure
His eyes are blank...
As if he didn't get even a word
Out of it....

As i already told you,
He is addicted to texting.....!

WHY SHE STOPPED WRITING.....!

I Knew a girl who
        wrote whatever she wanted..
The one who had no boundaries between
       her pen and mind....
when thoughts flew to the limits of sky,
       pen got the speed of wind...
her dream valleys were filled with   
       flowers
and the hills with the fog....




she wrote whatever she want
         as if
she can feel the feelings of
         others as well....


there were grief in the world,
       so much of loneliness,
       so much of pain
and 
       friends,love and happiness too...
the words were intense and 
       got the sharpness of a knife....


a sudden lightening
       or a spark or something,
       was not the reason why
       she just stopped writing....


Once when she looked back,
      after travelling a lot
      through her writings,
she just happened to realize,,,,
      her words are not enough 
      to make a change in the world...!

"she put her pen down then!!!!"