The wrath of a woman scorned....

God forbid the wrath of a woman scorned........
She raves and rants...
She  digs her nails in his flesh and tears him apart.
This is what she is doing .... to him... my love...
He turns and squirms in pain...
Not a word from his mouth...
A painful, hurt in his eyes ...
I am helpless I can't wipe...
I wish I could embrace him ..
And wipe his tears of despair...
I know you are hurting baby..
I am always there.

I read her work and understand her...
Fathom her feelings and shame...
She is brazenly shameless...
A stigma in the name of love.
She left him high and dry...
Stole his status and assets...
What else can he offer her..?
Not his self to this .... witch of the dark night.

She has made life hell for him...
A living hell in which he chose to burn alone...
His skin scorched, his soul roasted...
He still stands tall.

His love for life at a standstill...
He still moves on...
Fulfilling his role......
He tries hard to forget the pain...
Slyly lurking behind his smile......
I can see it....
I want to embrace this giant cauldron of love, passion and pain...
Give him the love he truly deserves....
He is mine ....
 Not hers to break...
I shall cross the ocean to seek his love.......
I shall fight the devil to keep his loving heart joyous....
He deserves the best and ...
He is the best....
He is my man...
And I will make him the happiest.......
His days of agony and pain are over..
Love and happiness has taken over ...
He shall always be his smiling self..
The man I fell in love with eons ago...
My Knight in shining armour...
My love, my life....

The wrath of that woman, shall no more affect him....
I am the balm that heals his wounds...
I am the joy he seeks...
My smiles are for him...
My soul is already his....
We married each other around the fire of love....and the sufferings of ages...
Two souls binding in unison for a heavenly bliss forever.

My love , am waiting....
Am waiting for you ...
My Phoenix...
To rise from the ashes ...
And soar once again...
Majestically across the sky...
And sweep me off my feet ...
Into your arms...your wings...
Big and strong...
My love...am waiting....

Gosh! What a feeling love is.....

You are back in my life....
Like a whiff of fresh perfume....
I don't know how to react....
It's like a euphoria...
A feeling I can't contain.

Gosh! What a feeling love is.....
A feeling only I can fathom....
A feeling that leaves me breathless...
A feeling that makes me swoon...
I lose all sense of time and timidity....
I lose myself in this flow of emotions....
I display my love selflessly...
Oblivious of the looks of the world around...
A feeling that gets me into trouble...
A feeling that makes my life reel.....
A feeling deep down...
That this time round he will stay.

There has to some semblance to this madness...
There has to be a beginning or an end...
There has to be that something...
That spark, that says...
Yes , it's true this time round.

I am pretty sure...
This time round it's true... I am sure....Yes I am....

Girls night out..... confessions galore...

Omigosh! On a lark, the three of us, Ruchi, Jayshree and I decided to spend the night out at Jayshree's place on the outskirts of Mumbai. What a night ! It had no end in sight....laughter, sadness and bucketful of tears.... we let it all out.

We just poured our hearts out, letting our feelings flow. It all began with non stop laughter and then baring of our souls. Soul sisters we became .... we came , we felt and we conquered all our inhibitions and worked on being together for the rest of our lives.

Every little thing, past and present and future aspirations were shared. Heartbreaks discussed and salty tears shed. 

Girls night out , was one helluva experience with a hangover for me the next morning and a hellish time for Ruchi and Jayshree nursing me throughout the day.

Thank you girls for making this one night a  night to remember always. A night that brought us together. 

इस रात की सुबह नहीं हुई, बस रात कट गयी, हँसते रोते......

Questions to which there are no answers...

Questions , questions, questions galore....
Questions to which there are no answers.
We go on cribbing and inquiring....
We go on in life all the time crying.


Wish I could find all the answers at the click of a button...
My keyboard clicking away ...
Searching answers...
To innumerable questions.


Questions that try to seek answers to the pointless existence of ours,
Queries that bog the human mind...
Questions, questions ever questioning....
When to stop questioning?


What a cluttered mind do I have....
What a  meager existence...
What a non entity have I become....
What is it that brings the house down?

A never ending stream of what ifs...
An ocean vast and deep......
The human mind steeped with emotions........
A solitary existence to the fore.

The deeper you go... The more meaning it attains...
Is there an end to this meaningless quest?
Or, is it just the beginning?
The beginning of a journey ....
Long left unexplored....
A journey to the deep fathoms of human mind...
A path unfolding the unknown.

Time and again , I have failed....
Time and again, I have had faith...
How long will this battle go on?
No one knows, the human mind..
The fights and arguments that ensue there....
Are felt by the heart hurting all over again.

Life comes up a big cropper,
Serves hurt on a platter,
When will this pain end?
When will life actually begin?

Questions to which there are no answers...
Questions which bring me down...
Questions plenty..
Answers none...
I walk alone again....
With questions to keep me company....
Seeking answers not seen around.

Uff yeh Mohabbat....

मैं  आपसे मोहब्बत क्यूँ करती हूँ ? 

काश मैं यह बात जान पाती. पता नहीं क्यूँ , पर आप मेरी एक ज़रुरत हो, एक नशा हो जो जाता ही नहीं. 

क्या करून इस आदत का?

क्या करून इस इबादत का?

वक़्त का तकाज़ा है, प्यार में मैंने सब हारा है.......

अब भी दिल टूटने का डर है, पर क्या करून यह दिल हारा है....

अब कदम पीछे क्यूँ हटाऊँ?

नहीं , मैं कदम ना हटाउंगी....

मैंने प्यार किया है चोरी नहीं की

जब तनहा होती हूँ तोह सोचती हूँ....

क्यूँ मैं ऐसी हूँ?

क्या है जो मैं ढूँढती हूँ?

किसका इंतज़ार है मुझे?

और बस एक चेहरा नज़र आता है..... आपका

आप न होते तोह भी यह जीवन चलता रहता,

पर अब इस में एक सुरूर आ गया है...

एक नशा , एक ऐसा नशा जो जाए नहीं जाता

बस एक एहसास दिला जाता है..

कल फिर आएगा....

और उनकी याद मुझे फिर आएगी...

और तड़पा के , तनहा करके जायेगी

जो यह जुदाई है.. काश ना होती..

पर है... और एक निशानी है, हमारे प्यार की....

उस प्यार की कहानी है... जिसका हर मौड़ पे इम्तेहान होता है....

पर वोह तो वहीँ रहता है....राहें बदल जाती है...

पर एक मौड़ ऐसा आता है... जहाँ हमारे रास्ते फिर मिलते हैं ...

और हम फिर एक हो जाते हैं

उफ़ यह मोहब्बत.... उफ़ यह तन्हाई.... उफ़ यह जुदाई

Googly....

Life throws a googly at you...
How do you catch it....
How do you field it....
How do you avoid it....
How do you duck it....
It all depends on your mindset at that time....
It all depends on your attitude...
It all depends on what you feel...
It all depends on YOU.

When I am at the peak ....
I see nothing below...
All is so small and bleak....Yet, when I was there..
In the middle of the storm...
Everything seemed so nice..
Yet, from top it feels so desolate...
So isolated from the rest... The happiness that I seek.

Where do I begin and where do I end?
An abominable query of my heart...
Yet, there seems to be no answer...
That can plausibly quench that thirst.
I am who I am, for what I am....
I stand for love, but not cowardice...
I stand for trust, and  not the lust in your eyes that I see.

You pawed me, you scratched me...
You left me hurting all over....
Now, am afraid of every soul I meet...
Lest they turn out to be a beast like you.

What a googly, life dealt me....
When it set your meeting with me...
I guess it's destiny ...
That I end up sad and melancholy.
No words to express the hurt I feel....
No emotions to emote...
You played your part well...
You are  a brilliant actor no doubt,
I am the one feeling bereft.

I mourn the loss of a relationship...
I mourn the death of love...
I mourn the feeling that has left...
The door ajar... for the world to see and laugh.

What a googly...What a card dealt...
I am the maverick...
Who one and lost...
The game of life and the game of love.

I loved and I lost... I end up losing always....

What a loser am I!!!!
I always end up losing in the game of love.....
Every other war is won but the war on heart is lost always.
What a sucker am I!!!!!

People just walk in and walk out on their own.
They ravish and ravage me,inside out and just walk away,
As though nothing happened....So cool about it, their attitude.
Damn, What a fool am I!!!!

Time flies by, and they remain a memory...
A memory best forgotten....
Coz, it brings a lot of pain with it....
Why? Why do I end up with spineless love all the time?

They just come by and win you over,
Coz, you are a romantic fool.
They  manipulate you and use you..
Coz, you let them be who they are....
They walk away smiling in glee...
You are left behind feeling morose...
Yet you forgive them, lest they come back...
You have no ill feeling for them.
You pity them, you mother them,
When they are heartbroken.....
Yet they walk away on the first opportunity .....
In search of the promised virgins in their dreams.

They walk away, smiling....
They take away your smile....
Yet you move on....
That's not the end of the world for you...Is it?

I loved and lost..... I end up losing always...Yet I smile...
For I have promised myself.... I won't give up on love ever....
It keeps coming back..... making me smile all over again...
My smile speaks volumes of the hurt and pain I have seen...
Yet it remains pasted on my lips ... lest it pains someone else.

Am a hopeless romantic.... looking for love always...
There it is.. smiling at me... beckoning me always.
No, I don't lose ever...
Each relationship gave me something to remember...
Remember I shall always.

Dream Job............

This is what dreams are made of.... A dream job that creates a dream and more dream jobs for others like you and me. Finally, I have arrived at a point in my journey where I can dream and make it a reality. All I have to do is dream and work on my dream. The journey will never end, there will be stumbling blocks and pitfalls, but I want to go on...relentless in my work and working on my dream. A dream to change the face of Education.... right from laying the first brick to the last  coat of paint and doing the interiors. I want to handpick every building material myself, I want to be the mason and lay every brick and layer the cement, I want to be the potter to shape my dream.

It's not a JOB, it's a passion to fulfill my desires. Desires that rage within me, that make me the seductress that I am... desires that fuel my growth and that of others. A desire to make a difference.

I have put my heart, mind, soul and intellect in my dream.... I can see it taking shape. So much positivity, am happy to see it unfurling its wings... a proud moment, a moment of tumult and happiness. A joy to be felt..... my dream, my desires taking shape...... my hard work and perseverance paying off... no time to sit but time to keep moving... shaping more desires and dreams of people who have faith in me.... who look up to me. I can't let them down.... I have to keep them motivated, keep them thinking, desiring and dreaming with me always....  A utopia which has to become a reality.

So, come my people, gather around me and let us chant the rhyme of success and let it be our anthem and move on.... march on.... towards a better tomorrow and turning our dreams into a reality.

DREAM ON.....................