Writings - Unknown

want to walk with you, wanna dance with you, hold my hands with you, but not here, not here   want to sing with you, spend my time with you, hold my kids with you, but not here, not here   not here, oh not here, where there is no space, to walk and dance   not here, oh not here, where the kids suffer, with bad breath and health   but where we go? we are bound here, wherever we go, we should return here   feeling helpless, mindless and hopeless, fearing becoming reckless and senseless.   wanna be with you, but not here, not here. Not able to move out of here, out of here. If I am doomed to be here, I don't want to bring you in here   If I am doomed to miss you here, let me carry you in my thoughts and wishes, in here, here and here. 

In a world of people who run, Choose to walk.   Choose to be simple, calm and peaceful;   Choose to breathe, analyze and empathize; Choose to forget expectations and hope;   Choose to loose, the past and its self.    Choose to remember, that you always can choose. 

Life is not meant to be fair or flair,   It is of hairs and cries. Don't get afraid.   Wait to think, it is wise. Don't wait after thinking. You lose the choice.    Explore, implore, Everything is a wonder, Let it in and learn.    Be enough, choose enough, Say no to more than enough.  Simplicity is a beauty.    If you don't say,  People will assume. You don't know what they assume.  When you have only two brain cells,  why kill them with anger?   Show up,  let things go forward.  What's the use of fear, if it does not help you be better?  Try, try and fail. Fail, fail and try. You may not have the past, Not know the future,  But present is yours. After all, It's just 25, Not 52! 

I met her,  Like a lovely accident; I was like a bird, Finding the sky to fly. She saw me, Waived and smiled; She was like the sky, Trying to find a bird. I welcomed her  vastness and emptiness; Her storms and calms, Her clouds and winds. She embraced my  fear and loneliness; My desire to be Loved and pushed. I just had to look up, If I was missing her; She was all there,  Everywhere. I would sing for her, Did little dance for her, Her laugh was Worth many lives. She found me easily,  Amidst noisy people; Day or night, it maybe, She saw me always. She allowed me to fly, With no judgement. She was always there, With no expectations. I felt good,  It was good, with her. She said it’s the same When I was with her. We talked, cooked, Joked and cried; We held our hands, Walked in silence. We understood  each other’s vulnerabilities  and responsibilities; We agreed to be together, To complement the other. We took the leap; We wanted memories For lifetim...

Not much I know about you;  But some I know enough to write.    I know that you  are kind, Know that you listen; Think that is  enough, To write about you.   Your eyes smile, Your words wait, Your actions express, that your people are important.   Funny and teasing, But also you are So calm and caring;   Who wants a chiseled body, when you can  make me comfortable; Who wants a handful money, when you can  make me happy.   A real treasure, A great companion, An ultimate friend, for those who choose you.    I am lucky to know you, To talk to you; Accept my poem, As I submit to you.    This is a reminder, for you and me; That you are a great person worth cheer, and to hold dear...

Oh the girl who has taken the Mother Ganges name, The girl who has gathered 25 years worth of past, The life which frustrates you with highs and lows, Cross it with Sarcasm, oh girl! People say “not like this, not like that”, And they say “Nope. Not gonna happen”, They offer senseless reasons and mindless reasoning But you don’t get stuck in those loops, oh girl! The life gets washed away in time, With it’s zigzag turns; But you choose to spend the time Slowly, relaxedly and Happily, oh girl! Don’t hurry, oh girl; Don’t worry, oh girl; Don’t be sad that  Old age is looming, oh girl! With the laziness, the memory loss, Knee pain and tooth pain, We all have been old Since many years, oh girl! Just forget things, oh girl; Forget yourself, oh girl; Just yawn it off, oh girl; Eat it off, oh girl. Have a feast, oh girl; With waffles, oh girl; Live long oh girl; Score a century, oh girl!

Hey sista.. I used to have a wish. A wish that grew with time. A wish that grew up with me. I allowed it to grow. I thought it was not that bad. Not much to ask for. Or so I thought. I just wished for an elder sibling. Someone whom I will fight with. Whom I will approach for things. Who will be with me in bad days. I wanted to share my good news, My crush and embarrassments, Little secrets and silly banters. I wished for an elder sister - not too old, just around my age.  I wished for you, sista. I looked for you in people - maybe not enough.  But in the end, I couldn’t find you. Nowhere. I could not spend time with you. I could not share things with you. Maybe that’s what life is. Wishes are not always granted. Maybe it’s time to let of you. Not that I am complaining. I just want you to be a good memory. The idea of you - maybe it’s time I accepted that it’s just an idea. The idea of my first love. I will hold you dear in my memories. In these words. Is this sad? Yes. But tha...