Pistanthrophobia ....

I thought I only suffered from Claustrophobia ....
Till I came across Pistanthrophobia ....
Damn ... so true... yet so ambiguous.
Arachnophobia has me jumping off the sofa ....
Am climbing up the walls...
Really .... Spiderwoman  ....
Then,  no fear at all.... lol....
Why do we suffer from phobias?
I have a phobia for Custard apple too ...
Not to name Pine apple too ...
Anything to do with apple but the original word APPLE.
Adam's apple .... Eve's desire ....
Pandora's box ....
So many evils lurking all around us ....
People with straight faces ....
Yet with evil desires in their minds.
Is this just my dilemma?
Or, is it every woman's dilemma....
Or, every human being's dilemma?
Must be postpartum depression acting up....
But, am just too busy to even think of all this ...
Yikes ... it's Sunday .... a less hectic day ...
So, I guess these thoughts...
But, It's good to think ...
Your horizon widens.....
Phobia or no phobia.

Sleeping Beauty ....

Usey sotey dekh ....
Usski yaad aa gayi ....
Kal jiske aagosh mein mein soya karti thi ....
Yaadein ...
Bhool naa payenge ...
Kyun ki ...
Har pal .... ye tumhari yaad dilayega ...
Tumhari nishaani .... meri zubaani ....
Aaj ye meri aagosh mein hain ...
Nanha parinda....
Ek din yeh bhi udd jayega....
Tab tak isey mein sehlaungi ....
Sajaungi ... sawaroongi ....
Ek achcha insaan banaungi ....
Tumhari parchayeen bhi iss par padne na doongi ....
Kyunki yeh sirf mera hai ...
Aur mera hi rahega.
Sleeping beauty ...
Eyes just like yours ....
Lashes just like yours....
A spitting image of you ...
Just you yourself as though.

AGNI Born again ....

6 pounds .... not an ounce less nor more ...
Premature but hale & hearty ....
Yes.... delivered.....
Now, with a family .....
The caretakers ....
That shall take care of him ...
Till he is ready to be announced officially....
Proclaimed to the world as mine and mine only.
Let the party begin....
Champagne flow....
The prodigal son is here.
Blond hair....
Blue eyes ....
Family heritage of the Royals....
My AGNI is here ....
To make a statement ....
You only need a sire ....
Not a father for breeding.....
My Agni shall be my experiment ...
Mine and mine alone to keep forever.

The Invisible Act .....

Hahahaha.....
You think you are a magician ....
That you can do the disappearing act ....
Nah.... you can't ....
You are incognito ...
Watching every move I make ....
I may be physically living in this big bad World ....
But, I am aware of your presence ....
Those piecing eyes hooded by your lashes ....
I know you very well .....
You will always keep an eye on me.....
Coz' you know, I have a score to settle with you ....
Today or tomorrow....
One day I shall settle all the scores....
Leaving you sore all over.
Multiple scars that will remind you of me each moment ....
As they do today ....
I am there in your nightmares....
 The mare you trampled upon....
The never ending story ....
How can IT end?
Till I destroy you as the destroyer of all evil does...
I shall not rest ....
Everyone has a goal and vision in life ...
Mine is very clear to me ....
Your destruction....
At every level ....
In every relation....
Today or tomorrow.... It shall happen ....
And, you shall cry tears of blood...
Your own flesh and blood shall sear in the fire ....
That burns within me ....
That rages within me ....
I never forgive .... nor do I forget.
You can do the invisible act ....
The cloak doesn't cover you from my vision....
I watch over you ....
Once the opportune moment arrives ....
You shall see the ones closest to you ...
Die each day ..... a death so terrible ...
Even death shall fear me then.
I am Satan ...
The one they all fear ....
I never leave my enemies smiling ....
I snatch the smile off their faces....
I scratch their eyes eyes out ...
You shall see it live ...
The destruction begins soon....
Wait and watch ....
The great danes will be the first to go....
Then the dames ....
Ruthlessly torn and wretchedly left naked on crowded roads ....
Watch while I burn your World down soon.
I shall remain invisible ....
Watching every move you make ...
Every move your people make....
You can't see me....
I can see you ...
Even now....
That's my power...
Invisibility ....
Yet visible ....
And, openly challenging every mental faculty of yours...
Scratch your head ....
Nod it disbelievingly ...
But, turn around ....
And am there.
Watch your back darling ...
I am right behind you.

Tomorrow...

Tomorrow .... is D Day ....
The day the boy turns a youth ....
The day I was born again ....
In flesh and blood as him ....
Tomorrow is the day ....
He is ready to take on the World...
Fly high...
Soar up in the Sky ....
On his own ...
Tomorrow is the day ....
My boy becomes a Man....
A man envisioned and blessed by his ancestors....
A man they would be proud of.
The day Grandpa looks forth to ....
Hope he gives a surprise and comes visit ....
That's the best gift the boy could get ...
Blessings and his Granddad.
Finally, the little birdie is ready to flap his wings ....
And, leave the nest ....
Strong enough to take on the World....
Old enough to be on his own now.
Henceforth, his decisions will be his own ...
Not mine to decide...
I wish him all the best in life...
May he always make his family proud of his achievements...
He is the best and deserves the best.

Tomorrow ... is his day ...
A bid day ...
A milestone in his life.

Stop stealing other peoples dreams ....

We ought to stop stealing dreams ....
Without dreams ...
We are nothing ....
Dreams make us and break us....
Break us ... if we don't believe in them ....
Make us ... when we follow them ....
Really work hard to get what we have seen ...
At the end of it ....
A sense of Deja' Vu.....
Stop stealing others dreams ...
Make your own ...
Follow your own ....
Others have their own ideas....
Don't impose yours on them ...
Nor steal theirs....
You have but one life to live ...
Live it well...
Love your people ...
Your family....
Your kids.....
Social work begins from home...
Every heart has a hearth to go to ....
Every one a home ....
Find your abode....
And, be happy there...
Rejoice in the nectar of goodness....
The goodness your work brings.

Kehne ko...Gumnaam shair....

Kehne ko toh aap khud ko...
Gumnaam shair kehte hain ...
Par har pal do pal...
Apni shayari duniya pe aajmatey hain...
Phir kiss tarah aap Gumnaam huye...
Naam ho gaya...
Shaheron ke sheher mein tu badnaam ho gaya...
Jiss shaher ko chhodd...
Tu gumnaami ke andheron mein gayab hua....
Usi shaher mein tera naam hua ...
Mukaam kayal hua...
Meri dua salam tere saath ....
Mein nahi toh kya.....
Ek waqt guzar jayega.....
Har waqt thaher jayega ...
Par tu rukega nahi....
Teri shayari rang layegi ....
Tu gumnaam se naamwala ban jayega.

Kabhi uss sheher ke talaab kinarey baith ke soch ....
Kidhar hai teri manzil....
Talaab ke sheeshey mein dikhai degi ....
Uski parchaiyee....
Joh hai teri manzil ....
Teri Mehfil.

Kehne ko Gumnaam ho ....
Par ho bade naamcheen....
Hafiz khuda tera....
Khudahafiz.

Arguing with a fool .... proves there are two...

Arguing with a fool ...
Proves there are two ...
So, am ending all arguments and speculations here....
I have a life to live than look behind...
Happy living to you in your abode.