Break up Confession

I broke up not because I stopped liking you
but because you changed yourself so much to be disliked.
I broke up not because I stopped loving you
but your demeanor compelled me more to hate you.
I broke up not because I found someone else
but I never wanted to hark back to you.
I broke up because I always wished to be a free bird
and you tried enough to enchain me.
Holding your hands I wanted to fly high
and when I started flying… I realised
you were not there.
Believe me I was disappointed then
but today at this moment I am happy enough to look back
And say …it’s good that we broke up.



Every end entails a new beginning

FINGER CROSSED: #A Wish Letter#

I woke up that night …looked here and there and realised that I am still in my flat alone. I was scared and wanted to hide my face on your bosom...I craved for your love some lap. Alas!!! It was just my wish. A song was playing in a nearby church … (jingle bell...Jingle bell... jingle all d way...) oh it’s Christmas time!!! People say Santa comes door to door with many lavishing gifts at this time. It was as if I was waiting for his bang at my door, so that I could get my wish fulfilled by him. Although it was evident that nobody will come to my door that night, still I had a dim light of hope. And with that hope I am writing my wish letter:

"I wish to be in a place where I will be myself despite of all my sorrows, happiness, anger, love and all… a place where I will always be surrounded by unconditional love and can enjoy its warmth to the pick without any hesitance…a place where I can be as innocent as a kid and as gracious as a grown up lady… a place where I can be really critiqued.. a place where my tiny and stupid demands can make a real sense.. a place where I can cry unabashedly and can laugh as loud as I can…a place where I can tune up my feet into all the rhythms without any fear of falling…a place my face will be full of ad-lib expressions irrespective of all contexts…a place where the winter cracks will not dare to touch my smooth smile…a place where my dreams cannot touch any boundary… I wish to put my head in her lap and to sleep fearlessly… I wish I could hug him and feel his patting on my shoulders.."

Lastly and simply…I wish to be at Home. Missing it terribly. I hope my wish will be fulfilled. Still sitting and waiting with my finger crossed.

Waiting is painful…always

SAD but TRUE

I wanted to cry aloud….
but my teary eyes didn’t permit me that day
they said tears make u weak and u need to b strong
I agreed and didn’t let them down.
(And the story of deception started like this….)
My lips were murmuring..
I asked what??
they asked me to kiss you hard
but I stood apart. (1)
They promised me they will not fall in love with you
And I wish I wouldn’t have believed them then.(2)
I asked my heart..
what does it want???
my heart replied softly why are you standing apart?
I asked what if I will fall for him.
it said believe me… I won’t let you do that. (3)
I believed them and placed my lips on yours
then I realised..both of them were lying..
they broke their promise by den
Now who will answer my questions..
who will tell me whether I did right or wrong?
I admit..I fell for u irrespective of all the promises
Truly, entirely and completely. (4)
Now sitting alone near my window
I am trying to freshen up myself by the morning zephyr
still asking myself…which one was wrong??
Falling for you or the promise not to fall with you
I felt my eyes blinked..
And by then they were battling with tears. (5)
(And the story of deception still continues….)

You can be deceived by anyone in this world.