times, moments, wishes........TRUTH.....and finally THE RAIN

After humid and lethargic day

It finally rained and made everyone sway

I doubt if the man sitting high above have enough resources

Coz we, humans don’t miss even a single chance to deplete each and every sources

Gone are the days when monsoons signified clear sky

As now it only means wry, shy, lie and say goodbye

Tiring evenings and sweaty mornings

Gone are the days when lovers gifted each other stone studded rings

Now the same boring schedule, same frustrated mind

Switched on idiot boxes and bright colours making everyone blind

I wish for that day, when monsoon would bring along loud chirping

When everyone would open their free wings to fly high by breaking all the rings.

Oh rain why don’t you come often

Colourful petals and innocent souls have forgot to blossom

Next time when you come bring true lovers closer

As I don’t have any, do send someone who is not a miser

One who loves me with all his heart

Pure heart and seats for 2 in a lovely cart

Sitting on the roof beneath the dark blue sky makes me remember him

I wish we could at least share a rain brim

Rain dance and romantic sights…

I missed it all coz we were always indulged in fights

Oh rain send me my true love

Who will bring brightness just like the glow of a bulb

Send my wishes to him

Do reach him and bless him

CaGeD LiFe

Some things happen without a reason

And then we realize that its just a passing season

One after the other , life knocks you down

And everytime you try to get up without a frown

Slowly you start hiding things behind your smile

As you know that things wont change in a while

Gradually it becomes your habit

As happiness comes and goes like the walk of a rabit

Gaining a bit of strength , I sometimes ask this question

God, what mistake did I make that you caged me into this mantion

By mistake you give me some wonderful times

Coz rest of them tastes just like a raw lime

I am tired of this life

Give me the strength to hold a sharp knife

If I am bad then take away my breath

Coz there is hardly anything left

From insults to slaps

Life has given others soo many chances to clap

Want to run away from everyone

So that happiness could atleast be seen on the face of someone

Even tears refuse to roll down my cheeks

And people say that I am a gimmick

End is what I pray for now

I am really done with all the wows

4 days of happiness followed by real dark nights

I cant see the bright colors amidst these painful fights

If there is life post death

Then bestow me with that as you are running under huge debts

I am tired of giving fake smile

Inside me sorrows have made a huge pile

I am dead from within

Now even the outer shell is dull and left as a thin film

Please bring the end near

As now I have no FEAR.

The best I could narrate…….a mother’s feeling

I was 28 when my angel came to this mean world. More than anything else, I promised one thing to myself that she won’t suffer on a certain things which made life difficult for me. She was pure, innocent, a fresh flower whose fragrance was enchanting for everyone…….from little kids to old ones, everyone came to bless my shadow...they loved her , admired her…played with her…..but all this while I was worried about her…..and then I realised that these worries will never end as she will always be a little angel for me. Days passed by and she started recognising faces. Didn’t have video camera then…but I didn’t skip any moment..i have it all in my little personal diary. From the first time when she called me ‘maa’ to the time she was at her notorious best….i even wrote those moments when my eyes were filled with tears as mistakenly I had slapped her and later felt disgusted.  Months later , her first day in school….then her first dance award….her high grades, issues with friends, her all girlie problems………she shared it all. Here I got busy with my little stuff and there she entered in her late teens……now she was a big girl, she didn’t need me to clutch her hair…..in fact she didn’t like me touching her hair anymore. Now hours of cooking was left on the dinning table as my little princess made plans to eat out with her friends. Its her glory days, as I thought….she is enjoying and I am really happy…she is living those moments which I never got to live….. I am contended. More changes came….she talked less now..shared almost nothing…well , she had soo many friends to share her things with…. I am happy that soo many people care for her …..but at  sometimes it pains me like a needle’s prick because I am all alone now…. But then I think that I am acting selfish by expecting some precious moments from her hectic schedule…..a few years later  she comes up to me and tells me that she is in deep love and nothing matters to her more than that person. We respected her choice and agreed to what she wanted…after hours of standing outside the trial room for my angel to decide on her wedding clothes…..the day finally came. Today she is getting married…and I experience this terrible pain as if a part of my body is being sliced out…the blood is not stopping and is flowing out of my eyes….for all these years , while loving her, caressing her, I never realised that she’ll be gone one day. I am standing in this one corner and admiring my daughter….she is soo happy, her eyes glittering as bright as mine when I first saw her. Pain is pouring out from all my body and I have to make myself strong enough for the very last time….as I am sure , now I would not experience any stronger pain than this. The next morning …..she is gone…my angel just flew away….people come and tell me that I don’t remember anything now…I am getting too old but its not true……ask me anything about her and I remember everything. And i still remember her birth date, time, the date when she first called me, her first stage performance, her first fight with me….the first time she cried…….I tell this to everyone……..ask me anything about my life ..i still remember every part of it….my life ….my ANGEL.