Sunday, November 23, 2008

Say with words

Im writing this on the spur of the moment. I myself dont know at times what my mind is thinking...
im very impulsive it does result in my favor at times...so confused like i need a court to take decisions for me...
i can go crazee and do stuff u jus dnt expect from me...the FUn is in being what you are and accepting what you have...
At times i just hate it... like things which are imperfect...
like my living place...i at times try and make myself believe that this is not MINE!!!
the people who i live with...i try and avoid their existence...and so on...
but a at times i feel why cant things and people and surroundings be like i have in my mind...
why cant the just be perfect...
a cleaN surrounding, literate people...blah blah...
but then was this i was made for...?
having a perfect life from the start,,,
may be this is where our imperfections come in the picture...
where we need to work...
i hate to confess all this...but then this is true...
if i wont accept them who will...wat eva they are, who ever they are...i am a part of it...i am a part of them...
but may be this day had to come...after alot of pondering,...as if it was a sudden days change ..like an angel came and whiepered in ma ears...The Fun is in being the way you are...and all these things made me who i was...regardless of wateva they are...
The feeling of loving your imperfections is way beyond content...
it washes all your regrets...
teaches you that it will improve if you love them...
i really dono if its making sense and all...
but this is the best way i can put it...
i love my imperfections...like at times i dono a meaning of a word and i wouldnt care i find out the meaning eveb if i needed to ask a hundred people...
sometimes people might say ur so dumb...but hey who the hell knows everything under the sun...
if loving your imperfections and changing them to your strengths is being dumb...then the best thing i do is smile...and it doesnt matter to me...coz i knw i jus love them and they love me,,,

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Strange emotions

a crowded train, sounds so normal to anyone of us, most of the times im in my own wonderland, thinking of god knows what, dreaming like im never gona sleep, silly me...but thats wat makes me so crazee
...the other day was in the train as usual lissnin to music and dancing to the tunes like no ones watchin (not dancing literally jus a lil tap of the foot here and there) moving towards churchgate...
slowly train started getin empty...
an old lady of about 65 age came in with two so big bags...i started wondering where the hell she cuming from...she came and sat exactly in the seat facing towards me...nevatheless ma still in the world of my own still not so ignorant towards her...we exchanged smiles and i thot that wud be it...
suddenly after sitting on the seat she opened her one bag like she gona remove a pistol but to ma surprise there were Khakraas in it..the full bag was filled with it...i had a lil smirk on ma face...
and then she slowly got up and started chanting "Khakraa lelo khakraa lelo"...
that smirk went off like i never smiled or smirled....
then after she finished a round of those few ladies sitting in the same compartment she came back to her seat and took a seat. Then she removed a piece of paper torn like having a hole in it and requested me to read since it was in english...i started readin it out it was some kind of an invoice a bill...while i was readin she asked wats the bill date i said its somewher is 2003...she said then i dnt think its important and she tore it and threw...
next she said i sell khakraa for my living i too told her about my profession...
then she smiled and said that "beti abhi tum shaadi karlo"..i gave her a smile and said yes i will but may be after being independent...
and then she started saying about the generation today...her own sons...they dnt look after her...her daughter in laws...
it was so sad...anybody would feel pity for her...
but i was just taken aback by what she added on later... "mujhe kisi ka ehsaan nahi chaaiye...apna kamati hoon aur khati hoon" whoa...
i jus wished i cud do something...but then i think she managed it real well...
talkin to her time flew by...my station had come...i wanted to talk to her for some more time...but then i had to leave...
at the end i jus said "chalo maji main chalti hoon"
i dono if ill meet her ever again but yes ill always remember this short moment of my life always...

Strange emotions

a crowded train, sounds so normal to anyone of us

Wondeful Dawn

Every time i walk along...
there's something that holds me back.
I hear the breeze sing the song for me...
Theres an immortal music that binds the world...
We walk naked feet on the waters of life...
Still every time time i see a child...
it tells me how happy we can be.
theres alot to explore in the world apart from sadness...
happiness is all around us...
why we ignorant to this height...
every petal says says dreams do come true...
coz the lord himself says that "i love you"
Every time i walk along...
there's something that holds me back.
I hear the breeze sing the song for me...
Theres an immortal music that binds the world...
We walk naked feet on the waters of life...
Still everytime time i see a child...
it tells me how happy we can be.
theres alot to explore in the world apart from sadness...
happiness is all around us...
why we ignorant to this height...
that is some one smiles at us...
we see suspicion in it
.....