She's just a Woman

She’s no puppet, no doll.

Neither a game you play,

Nor a flask of alcohol.She’s just a woman,Not some material to maul.

She loves and showers ample care.Goes out of her way to help,And still bears, the pain, the stares.But there’s always a smile,That she manages with flair.

Playing roles of a mother and daughter,a lover, a wife, a sister and a friend.Cares Who!And the world continues to slaughter.

Misunderstood as she is most of the times,She continues to discharge her duties.Still remaining subject to crimes,In a society of beasts relishing on beauties.

Jaanti Hun (First attempt at Hindi Poetry)

Naadaan hun jaanti hun,

Thoda jaldi mein rehti hun, yeh bhi jaanti hun.

Galatiyan bohot karti hun,

Lekin jhat se maafi bhi maang leti hun.

Kabhi be-tuki baton par muskurati bhi hun,

To kabhi itni samajhdaar ho jaati hun ki khud ko sab samjha deti hun.

Kabhi logon ke beech rehkar chup rehna pasand aata hai,

To kabhi itna bolne ko jee chahta hai par sunne waala koi nahi hota.

Kabhi akele baith kar purani yaadon mein kho jana acha lagta hai,

To kabhi unhi yaadon to yaad karke aankhein bhar aati hain.

Kabhi akelepann se pyaar hone lagta hai,

To kabhi ek dost ko gale lagane ko mann karta hai.

Kabhi kitaabon ke panno mein chipe zindagi ke haseen lamho ko padh khush ho leti hun,

To kabhi un lamho ka zindagi mein na hona ek khaalipan sa lagta hai.

Kabhi baarish mein dil khol kar naachne ko mann karta hai,

To kabhi sab kuch chhod ke bhaag jaane ko dil karta hai.

Shayad apne mann ki baatein theek se bayaan nahi kar paati,

Par iska matlab yeh nahi ki main kuch nahi jaanti.

Jaanti hun ki waqt hamesha saath nahi deta,

Par dil phir bhi sapne dekhne se nahi rokta.

Funny little thing called LIFE

After days of monotony and sheer idleness, a sudden realization dawned upon. And when it all started to make sense, I had this urge to pen it down then and there.

There are times and situations when no matter how hard you try, life continues to play its dirty games - times when it puts you through weirdest of scenarios and takes you on an unstoppable roller-coaster... one after the other. The moment when it all seems like a complete WASTE and you just go on and get used it.

Amidst all that agony and frustration, while you’re feeling lost and led down, there comes a point when life throws ‘something’ back at you. That something can be anything or anyone (a person or a thing that you never thought you had). Something which is so bang on, full of positivity and optimism that you fail to put a halt to emotions and feelings that it brings along. The second when you recognize that out of 10 wrongs, you had that one right.

And that one RIGHT happens to be your own efforts in small proportions to make things better for yourself. Yes! In the midst of so much negativity one's mind is floating in, you tend to forget the real YOU. All that remains is the inherent meaninglessness of Life.

After all, it's just one insignificant life wasted in the vast ocean of lives all around (that is what our tendency to believe is). But it is on YOU to let the realization dawn upon, to find that one Right. So take your pick and look for that one thing (or person) in your life which you think can change your world… whatever floats your boat, whatever melts your butter, whatever humps your camel, whatever sizzle your bacon, whatever tickles your pickle...

Colours of Life...

I puff in a corner of a dark room,

Looking outside that huge window,

Thinking to banish the never-ending gloom,

To change from a pitch black to yellow.

The dark grey clouds are drifting overhead,

I eagerly await that final rain,

A lightening of hope strikes instead,

Bringing me out of the everlasting pain.

Extending my hand to feel the pearl drops,

I wish the pelting never stops.

I’m lost in its split-splashing falling sound,

And the smell of muddy-browned wet ground.

The tree of thoughts turns a jade green,

Bringing back the memory of my early teens,

Where worrying was not my cup of tea,

And life was always a bright yellow for me.

Times then and times now,

There’s so much change I see somehow.

From dark purple to its lighter tint,

Feelings of nostalgia on a monotint.

So what if things are not my way,

I’ll make it better come what may!

With this positive hope I look at today,

And put a halt to the thoughts of yesterday.

You & Me

Still hovering between right and wrong,

I’ve been confused all along,

The feelings are still so strong,

But I know I won’t be able to carry on for long.

There will come that one fine day,

When I will have to at last convey,

That I’m going no where away,

And that I’m here to always stay.

I’m looking for a way out,

And deciding on how to go about,

My mind’s on a scout,

And it’s turning me into a lout.

But I’d like you to trust me,

Take it as a genuine plea,

That it’s only going to be you and me,

And that I will always love thee.

It's not the end...

It seemed like eternity,
I'd lost touch completely.

I walked down the road so lonely,
Lost in my world so empty.

Then came a day so lucky,
The day I'd met you in a hurry.

It was me who was running against the time,
When your voice came along no less than a chime.

There was something about the way you spoke,
It made me smile, it made me choke.

I could see the passion in your beautiful eyes,
I knew we'd together touch the skies.

It was there when it all had started,
But I had to keep mum and remain fainthearted.

The days we spent together were a pleasure,
It was a time that is no less than a treasure.

But I'd had no clue,
And the time just flew.
Giving me a very less time to be with you.

Tonight I'm thinking about you my friend,
Hoping that this journey continues till the end.

Making a promise for the sake of the time spent,

This friendship with me you will never repent.

DAY-DREAMS

A day so bright and cold,

The sun shone to a warm gold.

I wanted to be under the quilt's fold,

But the alarm went on to run in bold.

I woke up from a dream so old,

Saw your eyes and the story they told.

Wish I could get lost in that wold,

Alongside the river bed as we strolled.

May be it was the last night's witness,

It made me smile out of wistfullness.

Still under the spell of your thoughts,

I forgot about the time I had caught.

A quick shower had worked wonders,

Out I was from the far yonder.

I jumped on the back-seat of the cab,

Sat by the window to keep the outside-view on tab.

The radio played your favorite song,

It made me hum it out along.

Came back the memories of that year,

When you and me were quite so near.

The thought of you again had brought a smile,

But there were no regrets, not even for a while.

I then realised it was just the last night's witness,

That had brought the smile out of wistfullness.