STRANGE

"I have something to tell you about a friend of mine" we were in the middle of a 

conversation and she just started another topic.

I was curious. She is not interested in gossiping, i knew as i knew her for years. It might be something serious.

"A friend of mine, he is not talking to me anymore," she said,, It might not be some complicated issue b/w a boy and a girl. I know, as i already said, i know her for years.

By a few words, she explained the situation. They were friends, not for a very long time. It was since she joined this specific guitar class. Although she knew him before, as the boy friend of a classmate, until that particular day in guitar class she has not talked with him before.

He started to talk with her about some silly topic and as the conversation grew, he found more similarities b/w them..

It reached A point where, he became obsessed about her. Obviously she is not interested. She stopped talking with him.

After a few days, the other girl in the story approached her, and interrogated her. She ordered my friend to stop talking with her guy.

My friend was startled by the reversal of the story.. On that particular day, that particular boy approached her in public and asked her to stop talking with him...

She stopped narrating and looked into my eyes. Then she laughed and asked me, "What 

should i do???"

I giggled too... What shall i tell her???

ITS SO MEAN

They say,

they too have their own
friends and life...

they too are busy
with so many things....

they may forget
to contact you sometimes...

they cant share everything
with you first...

not because
they don't care,
but simply because
they don't have time...

And,
When you do
all these in return,

suddenly it becomes
the biggest fault in the world.......!

why world is so mean??????????

COMPARISON

Can you bargain with a friend
To get more love???


Can you compare 
Your love on scales???


Can you make graphs 
showing the percentage of place
you get in a friend's mind???


I know the answer is no....!!!!!


But then 


"Why the hell it hurts.........!!!!"

HOW A LIE TURNS TO TRUTH...

I lied...
So hard I tried,
So well I planned,
And made them think that
Am so true...


I lied...
In some nights,
In some days,
And it went along,
For long, than I thought...


I lied...
And I was sure,
That I am lying...


I lied...
But at some point,
Lie turned to truth...


I lied...
To take a revenge..
To hurt back someone,
The way they hurt me...


I lied....
so hard and planned,
For the first time this way,
But the lie was the truth...


I lied....
But for the last time,
And I will never start a play,
just to stop without 
full stop....!

TOYS...

I know myself than anyone else,
 I thought...
But there are people who
Know about me more...


They play with my mind and
Make me sad for long...
And they just walk away,
By waving and laughing at me...


My mind is like a toy,
Which is spoiled by a small child...
Only because he or she
Loves it so much....


I feel irritated and 
Hurt myself so much,
Just because one thing
That the feelings 
May hurt them as well.... 


By the passage of time
I understood that,
They are just like the child who
Loves and plays with the toy....
But throw it away,
When they get bored.........!

TRIANGLES

Midnight was dreamy,
With a cold wind,
And stars....
I was on the terrace,
Making pictures,
Joining stars...


After drawing in mind a lot, 
I noticed three stars---
' The one star which 
  Remains away
  Resembled me a 
  Lot of things'---


I hate triangles
Although i love 
The forms i make...!


There is a bond between,
The three points 
In a triangle.
But the bond tends to weaken
With the growing distance....


And almost in all cases
One point is more away....
And i used to be
That one....!

A JOURNEY

A JOURNEY


I took a bus to home...
   It was late in the night,
   No one were with me,
   No family, no friends..


I sat on the window seat,
   Looking straight into darkness,
   A spark or thought came to me,
   Lets go for the last stop of the bus...


The thought started to grow intense...

   I couldn't decide 

   whether to go for it,

   I had no money to return back

   And didn't know about the place...

  

 To live in a place, 

   Where no one know me,

   That thought was enough 

    To attract me more...

At last the bus stopped
    Near by my home,
   And as you know
    I stepped down.........!!!

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!!!!"

To my friend...

             To my friend...


at last,
           I over came the scheduled
                             life style,
          which was full of agony 
                             and depression,
          It looks like a nightmare 
          That was killing me in
                            every seconds....


          I never did think about 
                    the vanished memories
                    till then....
          I never did understand
                   the value of friendship
                   till then....


          It was like a miracle that,
               a friend came into 
                                my life,
         Who had thoughts similar 
                to mine in every aspects....


          But,
              I didn't cared a lot and
               never became a
                  good friend at all...


            Like the stars fall 
                                 and
           Black holes remain,
                 You died ,
                        but
             Memories remain....


            They were pulling me,
                  into the depth of darkness,
             and I understood,
              I never understood you......


          It was a few days back
                    i realized,
                life has to go on.......


         But it made a change
                       to my life,
             that,
           I will never ignore someone
                      who cares me...
               and i know 
                 i can forget you never,
           miss you
                   till the end...!