The stars shall shine and the sun shall fade but hey you, twinkle forever.
You've grown out of pain and stumbled over stones,
That's how you never lose the sight of your milestone.
So dust yourself and walk again cos nothing succeeds like success.
You're pretty in your own way, don't peep other books, write your story well.
Hold your head high, wear your tiara, dab your favourite shade and let your stilettos make the noise.
They notice cos you're worth it.
They talk cos you have it.
Start afresh. Write new chapters. Let your story be worth talking.
-For someone who's broken out there, you need to mend soon.

The Sailing Boat

It seemed to be a similar face,
I ogled; eyes stared back,
I grinned; he simpered,
The curve of his smile had set everything straight, it was the same.
I clung to my chair,
He had the same heebie-jeebies, I knew it so well.
He looked around in perplexity; that's what he always did to stay away from confrontation.
The coffee shop felt much warm,

I took glances like a teenager,
My favorite flavor felt better.
We sat with cappuccino and java chips, nothing had changed, but us.
I reminisce his delight when elbows brushed, the moments when I act oblivious.
Of-course, those holler for perfections, which would end in blues.
The 'ignoring each other' game had turned nasty and we never saw each other until this morning.
Those 24*7 talks and pre-exams Chinese,
Time healed us.
It settled the spark of our fierce nights.
I did say we'll meet when we are better for each other, only if I realized I fell for your imperfections,
Too many memories hovered; while our eyes met,
Time stood still, we never used words but spoke too much.
It's our chance to complete our half-done story.
Let's face it, ignore, hate, love are the care of the same boat and I am not letting you sail your ship away this time. ❤

Mid Rains

Water reflects the dark blue skies on the panes of my window,
Its mid-march and the redolence of dank sand makes it difficult for me to curl.
Next day's paper, post exam plans, to-do list; slipping it away; I stretch for my phone; It's 4'o clock.
I schlep towards the granite, push the panes open, bits of water caressing my face, fluttering my eyelids; time halts.

Mettle of delinquents

They were on the bike.

Two felons came beside.

He drove faster, she fastened her purse.

Felons matched their pace. The second guy threw a rope with a hook tied at its end. It got entangled on her purse.

Her face turned pale.

Their speed o meter showed 80kms. The road wasn’t empty, it was a sunny afternoon but nobody came to help.

“Leave”, she screamed

He yanked her purse.

She grasped it. He pulled it more. She didn’t leave it.

It went like a tug of war.

The handle of the purse broke and it fell on the road.

They fled.

This incident took place on a highway in Mumbai on a sunny afternoon- a crowded place; with a lot of cars and bikes witnessing this but none came forward to help.

Why? Because they were nobody to you? What if one of them would have fallen? That’s the value of life?

Questions remain unanswered.

Alcohols are distributed in huts for votes and the people who rule our country are elected with the help of drunkards. So eventually we know where we are heading.

Their daring is on the rise. Number of such cases goes unreported everyday- chain snatching; pick pocketing is the door to the dark ugly world of obscurity.

These are not petty issues, if we don’t stop them today, life will be petrifying tomorrow.

Creepy Rags

"Promise me no drip (intravenous)"
'Insane', he thought
"I want to go home"
"I said I will decide" he said emphasizing his last three words.
'Oh god! Please no IV', I prayed
"Okay so you're admitted", the doctor uttered. 

'Damn'

The next hour;
Saline on my hand and 'no food, no water' rule on my head.
Complaining about pain is a crime

The next day, the next doctor;
"How is your pain?"
"It's still there"
"If it doesn't go we'll have to do 'R and D'"
"What?"
"Research. Cut it and check if there's puss or bad blood"

Did he put it so simply? Like 'R and D'? Is he kidding me? Or has he lost it? Is it a game? Oh wait! Can i scream?

His words whorled in my head
He might be kidding I thought but spilling water over my hopes, he didn't budge.
"Noo, the pain will go away like the rest of it"
"No, it's a matter of concern", a stern voice alleged.

'Dude are you serious?' I wanted to scream but he owns the house.
'No argument, stay quiet love', my heart said.

Some pipe was passed through the mouth of the lady next to me;
'Gross, I can't see'
'I am leaving the curtains open, you would enjoy the sight'
Drip was put to the aunt admitted diagonally and satirical smiles were given to me

Holding on to the medicine tray;
'It's your turn for Drip'
'No, how many times you want to give me drip? I already have, I am happy with this. Thank-you'
He blinked to the nurse;
'"R and D" time, wow tomorrow Operation Day. How much I love this.  Blood-blood everywhere', the doctor enacted to lick his fingers telling me to imagine it flooding with blood.
'Is he a zombie' I wished to ask.

Another aunty appeared asking the doctor's help for her broken nail;
'It'll have to removed', he said

Oh god! That fiendish smile at the door.

I grimmed.

"What?", he asked raising his eyebrows
"You kidding me? 'R and D' and now removing nail? Is it a joke? Is it fun? Hell No!"

I returned home converting 'R and D' to 'D and R'
Yes- Dance and Run.

Whooof. Creepy rags.

Friends forever

She is beautiful in her own way,
when she wears mismatched clothes
or carry those yellow slings.
She ain't a beauty queen
but yes  a grandeur by heart
Stood by me always
Stupid things we did together
Crazy, epic those "miss call" days
Crying hard and laughing harder,
We broke contact and then back together,
Cos some friendships can never be changed.
She went beneath the table to take a call
and blamed the cockroach for our chuckle;
Her hands filled with chips,
punished she was outside the class.
Those were the days
which can never be replaced
I will dance on her wedding night
Hope we stay till then.
Some friendships see no perfection.
Cos we are precision.

Terror

Deaths and scams

Murders and crimes

Everywhere it’s so terrified

Making this world so unsafe

The child that’s born doesn't know;

If he’ll survive or die tomorrow.

Terror spread everywhere

Science welcoming further disasters

Social injustice, wars

People appealing for their fellowmen’s blood.

O! Is humanity dead?

Is it what the youth’s going to learn?

Today it’s them, tomorrow it maybe you or me

So why wait?

Let’s wake up for a cause and spread it to the world

Come together and join hands for you brothers

Spread peace! :)