Just Love -

An errie glimpse just caught his eyes ,
figuring whats so new ,
Was it each familier feature of her face,
or the swift movement of her blushing eyes!!

Is it the same moon that lights the dreamy sky,
has it just caught the lovers passing by ?
A pulse for a pulse tenderly reply,
And yearns for a consummation of two souls.

The silent moon is set itself aside,
the stars have just mysteriously withdrawn ,
their hands are clasped and beating heart to heart ,
revealing the passion that had been mute so far.

The charming girl kisses the dazzled boy
under her covering hair.
As flowery boughs above the chirping nest
Make sweet and sacred all the darkened air.

A small heart beating at the downy breast ,
the love within the kiss narrates the paradise they share .
it builds a dream no waking could destroy,
to claim the joy of this desire or the desire of this joy.

Kaash kabhi aisa hota

Jo dil chahe tum se keh doon ,kaash kabhi aise hota !
Jab dil chahe chaand ko choo looon , channd ka sirhana hota ,

Jab palkon par ek boond jo moti ban ke tahar jaati ,
Hosh bhi kam hote ,aur ye khaamoshi ek kahani keh jaati ,

Ye darpan bhi chahoon mai ki jhooth kabhi bola hota,
Tasveer par muskaoon apni ,lekin aks tumhara dikhta hota ,

Jo dil chahe tumse keh doon ,kaash kabhi aisa hota !!!

Bas itnaa sa Khwaab Hai !

I want to do a movie .I dont know why it just comes to me just as some childhood dream or something .Well being a Child I wanted to be a Chaukidaar !! ..Yeah really , Coz my so called best friend used to own a toy gun and never shared it with me . So I decided I would own a real one .The only person with whom I saw a gun was the chaukidaar of our colony .So i aspired to be Chaukidaar .After all owning a gun was brave and different I used to think:D

Anyways , it seems movies are the fling I have realized during the years .I guess I d be good ,good at directing movies , visioning them ,reading out the story .I guess and I am sort of sure I d be good at it , I havent tried it ever ,I havent even lifted a handy cam , but i feel I shall be good .Not electronic gadgets but camera exites me .

Once I saw Amir Khans Interview , he was asked "howcome the directors with whom you work are hit when you make a film with them and are flop when they are doing without you" , with all his witty traits he replied "I am not a god director , I am a good assistant director !" I dont know what he meant , but soooo I feel the same .

I feel I am an incredible assistant director , who can give ideas and ideas but just cant take responsibilty of that :) I guess its rather that I never had the desire to won anything in this world , but I guess I wanna to do everything .I am very happy at the backend and be involved in the tit-bits ,pecking my nose whereever its not required ,observing others when they are ignoring me ,knowing very well what to do , and still telling it in someone elses ear to do it ,but yeah somehow still loving my job . I so much feel I am good at being what I am ,just dont burden me ,but still want to be listened .

Jokes apart I seriously feel ,I can actually make a beautiful movie.

Crazy why am I writing this scrap ,and heck i shall publish it too, but thik hai ,afterall its my BLOG and my ambition :D

Something to Believe In

Lord I'd ask you a favour
Would you just put it through
My heart needs something to hold on to
Ohh just pick a little dream for me
I am told you've got one or two ...just for me .

May be I should see the things the way they are
Should I've just taken it all too far ?
I try to take the walk just to clear my head.
Will my prayers work for me till my dying day.

One more time ,Give me a reason to believe in
You 've got the word on me .
Make a new me .
Or tell me something to believe in .

The Mother of Two

Though I have had those strong conversations with many who have transformed me as a whole , but the best I remember are that of my Mom.She has been someone more then a mother ...someone to tell me the difference between law and rules (she is an advocate :P ) ,the tailor who stitched my clothes,a horrible singer,a masterni who used to beat me when I messed with 'Shabdarth',a whistle-blower during my teens,authority to divide everything equally between me and my sis,a cartoon to make us laugh ,the shield to protect us from everyone and a classy mom who taught the two femmes to be in vogue till they reach 50.

I love you mom , a lil more now as I sometimes feel its now that I have actually started picking up your graceful nature.And thats the reason I am jotting the musings with you n around you.

Once when i was in second standard ,she told me "i saw an interview where some heroine of old films ws asked-how do you manage to cry at once without putting glycerine in eyes ?" That heroine replied " I think in my mind what if my mom dies ,what I will do ,How I will live "....and before she compelted it I sobbed and clutched her by my small hands "Aap merko chod kar nahi jaaoge ...kabhi bhi ...kahin bhi ..kabhi nahi.." (aah...i am crying again :(( ) ...and then u used to sing that poem "Ye jeevan kya nirjhar hai .." which meant ki "life Goes on..it doesnt stop if someone goes".

Then when I was in middle section .Chiku was born .The cutest and the craziest kid in the world .I would confess how jealous I used to feel.sometimes I used to think may be its not my mom for you were loving her.I still remember Chiku used to bump into you when u came from work and asked "Mere liye kya laaye?" and u always had something for both of us..a comb,toy,earring, a fruit, choc something or else.Once when I asked "Why you always have to bring something " .She said "I read in one newspaper that Indira Gandhi was asked how does she spare time for her kids.She replied I at times cant but whereever I go I bring them something small whenever I return to show then they are always on my mind ."Amazing ,thats the way my mom draws inspiration!!Makes me Feel royal :P

And then when I was in twelfth in co-ed there were many guys who visted my house for my house used to fall in the way or may be something else :D:P...My mom used to bring chai-nashta,sit with them for sometime everytime they came.I thought is she keeping an eye over me ? so once I indirectly told "Why do u offer them so much of nashta , bekar me ,kya farq padta hai" So she told me "my mother ws a good mother ,but when my friends came she never offered them to sit even coz we lived in one room kitchen set, always felt very bad that my mom doesnt treat my friends well.she waived over my head and said "My daughter shouldn't feel that." Mom I know how much u miss naani :(.One good part i learnt was that she could draw out a meaning from everything and even implemented it.

And here is an Orignal one :D .She told me once "Why do u regret this dinn happen and that went bad.
"She continued ..."Did Abhishek bacchan ever know that It would be Aishwarya to enter his life when Karishma dumped him".Iz stumped .Deep thought .a real deep one.

Life is what you become out of it .Carry it well ,with confidence.She is one person who told me when upset dress ur best,behave ur best,try to give ur best ...even when u know u cant slowly u ll overcome that .U know mom tum example bada acha deti ho :P :P

Perhaps she is not a super-mom but u know u are the few most practical ,optimistic and lovely females on earth.
You rock ,You rock my world !!

A Yes and No are the biggest Demeanors

How many times a yes is meant and the No is meant, the way it is . Not many I suppose .They are few words that can actually change the flow of your life .However it happens that a Yes Plays the role of No and No plays the role of Yes :)

For example :When my mom used to over explain me sumthing and asked Did you understand .With all my ears and eyes closed I used to say 'Yes' for I felt otherwise she would start again :)

And I being a femme can vouch that a yes just doesnt come so implictly :)
You actually say a No just in order to hear a yes :P :P (I just recalled a friend used to say -Gadhe ko peeche ki oor khinho to wo aage ki oor bhagta hai

Also its like if someone asks you "did you rob the house last night? " If you say yes you are stuck and if you say no then it sounds you know about the robbery .

I sooo much feel not everything can be answered in a Yes or No.There is a world somewhere in between and beyond:)

And you thought I did not notice

Speieling with your old guiter,
I heard you in the lonely nights
Playing that chirpy tune .

The night hid me ,
And you thought I dinn notice .

I saw you gazing the stars ,
you closed your eyes
and then gave a smile .

I saw your image in the water ,
but you thought that I dinn notice

You passed from the woods ,
and thorn pricked you ,
while plucking a wild flower .

It trickled a drop around my cheek.
I froze my heart and ran to a distance ,
And you thought that I dinn notice.

Convoluted Conversations

Sometimes you turn up and look back ...
turn around ...
capture the vivid expression of your life...

The printed photographs fading off...
Smiling and saying this was your life ...

I look back and I collect the pebbles I threw when I strolled ...
And then I sit down calm at the river side ...

The crumpled quilt , the beated coffee and those gloomy nights ...
lost in your elixir , I sometimes feel I should have stayed behind ..

I look back at the journey and I move on ,
Vile and endearing , cris-cross ways of life ..
though those convoluted conversations still stay in my mind ...