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Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Come With Me Someday Baby

Come with me Someday baby
I will take you to a world of mine
Where's no sorrow, no tears
where smile will always shine

Come with me someday baby
Come to my dream land
Where you are mine forever
where you never leave my hand

Come with me someday baby
Come and get lost with me
where's no complain, no grudges
where sky is colourful and birds are free

Come with me someday baby
Someday come to my heart
Come and see what you mean to me
Where even for a second we aren't apart.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

The Girl who stole my smile :(

Rohan was one of the most 'irritating kid' u can meet.. At the age of 22 he still behaved like a kid and that what use to irritates normal people, until and unless u have a unconditional love or soft corner for him, as the girls did (i mentioned, normal people). He was envied by many of his mates cause of his popularity among girls. He was good at studies, ok at emotions, and so so at love.. He believed in love so much, as he was always searching for it. Searching mean, he was in love all the time, he never had a heart break or a serious feeling for his girlfriends, caz somewhere or the other they didn't fit his criteria of a perfect GF.. Some were less beautiful, some were 'miss touch me not' types, some were too much talkative, most of them were less intelligent or to be precise having no sign of intelligence. He discovered the problems in few months and made the girl realise that she was wrong until they thought, 'Rohan deserves a better girl than i am'. He didn't enjoyed the Break-ups but according to him, it was the need of hour and God had sent him for better purpose than fighting over a relationship, only till he found a better girl, (who would not be better anymore after few weeks, or months). The good part was,he didn't kept it for long, as soon as he felt that a girl is getting serious about him, he starts making his plans for the D-day, alas, the break up day.. He was a good person at heart, but his hormones always forced him to think otherwise. Of all his dozen + relationships, few of them were easily available, whom he didn't missed to avail, few of them were romantic types, time taking, and few of them after marriage types, don't touch me.. He was not looking for anyone around as his past two gf's came in the 3rd category which scared him a lot.

It was just another day of September end when rains were still visiting Delhi almost every alternate day. Rohan didn't had much to do, as his college were off for a month. Except the daily compulsory attendance at Facebook. He didn't had much friends to hang out with. But this didn't gave him a break from talking over phone. He did had friends, but most of them were from his schools with whom he could just be what he was. He always felt that after a age, u make friends according to needs, but childhood friends are always there to stay. But all his childhood friends were in different states. So hanging out was a big issue as his past gf's were so guilty about the relationship that they never called back(as he wanted). He was just surfing through net when he received a friend request by a girl who use to study in his school and had few mutual friends along with profile pic to testify her genuineness. She was looking hot, unlike school time, when she use to tie her hair on both sides. Hairs open, skirts short, nice figure, required assets, and open minded.. were few deduction made after seeing her album. He was sure that she is not virgin, by her constantly usage of the F word on her profile, whether it be, about me section, the status updates, the comments.. Suddenly scrolling down on info section something caught his attention. "Current Location :  New Delhi, India." He thought here it is, his next most probable girl who was  surely not like the 3rd category. He sent a message to her on FB, "hey, wassup long time, huh, wat r u doing in delhi, wat's ur no?" (to the point).. He received a reply next minute, "Hey fuck man, how are u.. Where u have been fucking around all these years, n f...... " , more F word were followed with her number at last.. As he read it, he wished that her first two-three words were the last ones, she is too talkative and only her first two-three words made sense to him. Without giving much pressure to his brains at this early stage, he took the phone and ringed her up. She picked up with a A word this time and continued the F's later on. He was sure that she was not a hard nut to crack. Before he was thinking, she asked him if they could meet up today. Being a man, he couldn't deny her. Other reasons were to support his decision like he was bored like hell and needed something fresh. He went on to take his bath, which he hadn't taken from past a week, well according to him there was no need of it, caz he was locked in a room for whole day, have to meet nobody, then why to waste water, which is already in shortage.

Dressed at his best, he reached the decided venue 15 min earlier to have a look at other hot girls who roam there, Ansal Plaza. He received her call 10 min later confirming the place he was at. As Rohan saw her, he was awestruck, she was not only hot, but she was beautiful too. She didn't only wear mini skirt but has also a tatoo on her waist showing her sun-sign. Most importantly, she didn't only had a pair of good assets but also a pair of beautiful eyes. She was hotter, prettier, sexier than his previous girls, and he was just hoping that she possesses some intelligence to support his cause of making her as his girlfriend. Rohan was about to move his hand forward to shake, but she was too fast to hug him. He felt a vibe, after long time a physical touch to erect his feelings and soft corners, as his last breakup took somewhere 2 months back, n last physical touch, 5 months back.. They talked for few minutes until they settled to have something from Mac'D and continue the chat over there. With the speed she was going Rohan was sure that she had had a breakup recently and was desperate to move on. Where as he was desperate to move in. She continued the touching of hands while talking unknowing that she was directly hitting his hormones. Rohan was getting uncomfortable as his organs were not supporting his long term cause. He controlled himself hard until they planned to meet up again, n at a more private place. Good news for the champion. They talked all the nonsense and whereabout of classmates. Virginity, dignity, affairs, crushes were in other topic discussed. 

Waving off a final bye to the auto which she took to her home, Rohan turn around with a sign of relief. He sat at a Bus stop to catch the next bus back home, his mind wandering around her legs and other hyped places. He was making love to her in his mind. He was in his world until something caught his attention. A li'l girl of approx 4-5 years was crossing the road, She had no one around her, well, by her attire he could make out that she was poor enough to have relatives or family. His mind got diverted from leg piece to feeling of pity. Not much could he think about, all he could see rain starting again at its full speed. The girl was getting wet and he was getting worried if she had enough money for her medication if something happens, obviously not. She ran and came towards the bus stop to get a shelter. Shivering in her torn cloth at places, she seemed the most helpless girl around. He was feeling, if only he was rich he would have done something for orphan and poor child. His bus was standing in front of him but he was no longer in hurry to catch it, his thoughts were more nobel. He stood up to catch the bus as he knew that if he didn't catch it now, it would mean a wait for another hour. He moved on, but thought of the poor girl didn't left him. 

The rain stopped next morning. He was upset about last day, n was wondering what could have happened to the girl. He moved his mind to other thing as to not to worry much, he decided to roam somewhere alone, n Ansal Plaza has been his nearest spot with much window shopping along with warn environment. When he got off at the bus stop, he saw some policemen at the other side of the road surrounded by a crowd. It was the same bus stop from where he took bus last evening. He got concerned and thought to have a look. As he went near by his heart beats were beating faster. Each inch closer he could hear the voices more clear. 'She was a poor kid', 'Must have no place to live', 'The bloody rain is now killing people(poor people, he meant)' n blah blah.. Rohan was shocked, he didn't knew that his negligence would cause a life. The cute li'l girl was dead and he could do nothing about it, not that he didn't wanted to, but he didn't put that effort to save her. It all started haunting him. He ran back home. He was feeling shameful for his no action. He was feeling like impotent. He didn't bought her home, cause he was afraid of the norms of society, or rather he was used to the ignorance attitude society has. He was feeling guilty, for the first time, though. He was not able to feel any more, all the girls he had were millions time away from his mind. The only girl he had in mind was the 5 year whom he had left to die. He felt numb, he was just not able to smile anymore...

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Why is it so...?

Why is it so...?
that i Sleep with the same dream every night,
and wake up to reality each morning,
knowing it was just a dream 
and it can never be real, never mine.

Why is it so...?
that the more i try to forget you,
the moments we shared are more clear,
dragging me back to the same place,
where i should never have been, i feel now.

Why is it so...? 
No matter, how hard i try, i can't sleep whole night
and whenever my eyes shuts, you come in my dreams
where i only try to don't let you go,
but when dream is over, you were gone long ago.

Why is it so...?
My heart beats only for you, 
ignoring the pain you gave me,
knowing that you ignored my feelings for your own's, 
or might be, you just had enough of me.

Why is it so...?
That i want to cry a ocean,
but tears are not coming out,
as if, they are over.
as if, they will not affect you, as always.

Why is it so...?
Each time i expressed how i feel for you,
how i can't live without you,
each time you went a li'l far from me,
now so far, that i can't even call back,

Can't even express how much i am incomplete without you...

Sunday, March 21, 2010

55 Fiction - 2

more I Miss You...

I don't know why i love you so much,
but i guess, i am left with no option.
Cause it's you who makes me feel complete,
even knowing that you can never be mine.
I try hard to forget those moments we shared,
More i try, more i feel for you. more I MISS YOU...

Monday, February 15, 2010


It might be Not a News for many, as twitter is from quite a time long, and i am new to it... Even i got invitations many a times back but wasn't much interested to join another social site and increase my worthless things to do list after orkut and facebook, so i ignored each time.. But as i got bored with the orkut and facebook thing, i thought to give a try to twitter, n guess what, it's really interesting.. Where in the world would u get to know when SRK goes for bath? How long Priyanka Chopra is stuck in traffic?  What did Sonam Kapoor had in her lunch? How did Mallika Sherawat did her first international kiss? Did Chetan Bhagat had a Bihari girl-friend or not, n do he regret it? When do our celebs go for a nap? Well, strangely our celebs discuss it all on twitter, so i decided not to follow all of them, besides just whom i like are in my following list... Guess what, Hrithik Rohsan made his twitter account last week and he had over 15000 followers in just 15 hours, Karan Johar, Abhishek Bachahan, Genelia, etc, etc all promoting him, i mean welcoming him on twitter.. n there are few non-stop speeches by Mahesh Bhatt types.. Well twitter is much more than just celebs, it's far more useful to be updated to current happenings all over.. I came to know about German Bakery Blast in Pune through the same source, when i hardly use to tune in any news channel ever which helps me to keep away from Breaking News. All our celebrities were busy showing there sorrows over incident when Abhishek was busy promoting his Bingo. Hmm None of my business. So , i just thought what our celebs do else acting, now i got some answers atleast, he he.

And Yeah, the latest news around, Google Buzz, an combination of twitter and facebook's status updates. Google wants to rule each and every area. Buzz overall is ok. Not much about it to talk. Perhaps, i am twitting more these days than Orkutting or facebooking.. For the time being.

(P.S.: Just watched P.S. I Love You - Nice movie, few love stories are forever, even after death)

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Simply Rohan - A Love Story

Rohan met her after 2 weeks, she was lookin' as beautiful and sexy as ever. He knew she was a li'l bit upset with him, but she was the most understanding girlfriend anyone can have, n Rohan was definitely lucky. They use to meet almost daily and spend valuable time since they came in relationship a year back. They fought many a times, in which Rohan was usually wrong and hurted her, but every time she understood. She never complained for anything, even if Rohan talked to another girl or hang out with them, cause she trusted him and knew that Rohan was damn loyal. They use to hang out almost daily and spend as much time as they could together. Rohan friends also got jealous by seeing their love for each other, cause many a times Rohan acted as mean and selfish but his girlfriend never left his side. She supported him blindly cause he never crossed his limits, he never touched her without her permission, and never forced her for anything. Although they use to be together for countless hours, day or night, but he never tried to make love to her, cause somewhere Rohan felt that true love is free of lust and so did his sweet girlfriend. They hugged each other, holded hand for hours, waited without complains, but never did either of them thought about having Sex. Neither did they talked on phone, as they could meet each other daily, perhaps even Rohan understood that she didn't wanted to keep cell-phones, She was different than other girls, not much shopping but her demands were costly which Rohan fulfilled without any second thought. They both were in true love as any historic lovers. But for the first time, Rohan had to go out of station due to some work.

He just said her while leaving,"I love you baby, you are my life, without you many things would have been impossible for me, You are my biggest strength as well as weakness, although i don't want to leave you but i have to go.. hope u understand, i will be back asap.. take care of yourself and don't talk to strangers or go out with them, it's a mean mean world.. and i can never see you in pain.. will miss you with every breath of mine, bye..". Rohan touched her tummy and felt the softness. She didn't wanted him to go and was not leaving his hand. For the last time he holded her hand tightly, kissed on her forehead and waved a good-bye. He cared for her like hell, and loved her more then anything on this world. He didn't turned back while going, cause he knew her eyes were so damn killing that he will have to stop.

Coming back in city, Rohan was excited to meet her. He knew where she will be waiting for him. He took bath, combed his hair, dressed at his best & went at their meeting point. She was waiting for him in advance, looking elegant and damn sexy as usual, Rohan always wished to make love to her, only if she allowed. But he never wanted to raise this topic from his side as it might hurt her. Rohan went near by, touched her tummy softly, and they moved his hand toward hers.... he never even tried to touch her breast, as she might interpret wrongly... he holded her hands tightly and they both hugged each other like lovers who meet after years. Passion in their love was visible. Rohan said," How you had been all these days, you missed me naa... I missed u too baby... You know all the time i thought only about you, i don't know why i love you so much, but i can't leave without you.. forgive me for being away from you... Forget it, i always speak only about myself, u tell me.. how are you, and why are you looking so upset, now i am back, everything's fine na... say na..."

She didn't wanted to talk to him. For the first time Rohan felt that she was angry. He started searching something and found a piece of cloth near by, he took it and started cleaning her from head to toe. Whenever he did anything like that stupid, she couldn't resist herself and starts smiling, or shine comes to her face. Rohan kissed her fore-head and said," I love you baby, now shall we go, i have to go to tuitions.", Saying Rohan took out the keys from his pocket and putted it in her mouth, he turned the key to start her and then holded her right hand tightly and turned it softly, his left hand were managing her left hand. Few meters later just in 6 seconds he zoomed her to 0-100 km/hr speed and said, "That's why i love you baby, you are so damn fuckin' fast that people are bound to get jealous of us." Even Rohan never complained to her as of why she is wearing the same dress from past one years. ORANGE... his bike colour... the 'apache 160 cc Fi'..

(P.S. : Her hand stand for handle of the bike, tummy stands for oil-tank, and strangely they can never make love.. he he)

Friday, January 15, 2010

...and some more...

...and some more...

...and some more... is a disease which we all suffer from, sometimes 4 good... sometimes 4 bad... mostly out of greed as we are human being and we can't have enough of literally anything.. we need more.. and some more.. and some more.. and some more.. that how we are mentally prepared, and we can't avoid it. 

the idea came to me when from last many a months i was just sad unknowing the reason behind it, i was not able to figure out how to get out of my mental trauma and what was the basic problem behind all the subsequent ones... so i stopped myself from thinking about the problems which were visible and went into search for the root cause.. after weeks of survey on my own act and behaviour i realised that the reason behind my sadness is none other than my own desire which keeps on demanding and in turn complaining for stuffs which are practically irrelevant, the reason was ...and some more... whenever i have something, i need some more.. and some more.. and when i don't get that (..and some more..) i feel unwanted, dissatisfied, unhappy which results in playing the blame game. 

We are bound to our desires and we act accordingly.. We make people happy, we make them smile, we make them cry, we hurt them cause of our desire.. Well, don't u guys ever feel monotonous.. feel bored of ur own emotional stuffs, the same feelings, the same complains over and over again, the same idiotic heart pinching u for expecting from others..Guysss.. really i m fed up with my emotions.. So... wats the solution??? - might be to remove emotions completely and go in solitude or why not kill oneself, the easiest way to escape from responsibilities of our own heart n mind or say.. but No.. i would say, i have searched a better solution for this disease.. i pondered over it, and thought why not do something new and properly channelise our problem into a better way, even if it's not the solution.. I say, when u do something for others it's not their problem. It's totally yours and you have no right to blame anybody else for if they don't respond.. If u still wish to do, do it for it will make u happy, not them.. N let's pull off our attitude of the blame game.. You did this, you didn't do that, You didn't called, you didn't replied..WTF.. C'mon we all have a lot of tensions which are created by own, so why to add up to it by some fuckin' emotions which is never satisfied.. here, i don't mean, emotions are bad or useless, i just mean that ur emotions are your own and don't let it down cause of ur desire of expectations.. Leave urself free of expectations and the world around you will change automatically.. You will still feel good about what u did for anybody but u won't blame him/her for anything. How cute is it.. N trust me, i have been a changed man since i realised my ..and some more.. problem, i have no regrets, no complains, as i use to have dozens in handy earlier.. now which all seems to be summarized in 3 beautiful words, "blah blah blah".. and some more.. blah blah blah.. 

...and some more... is just a attitude, which can be a stepping stone to success to an optimist and a stumbling block to a pessimist.. I was a li'l bit away from my optimism, so it was looking the other way round.. Fighting with emotions is not easy, then when did i said to do so.. I just mean we need to channelise our emotions in proper manner so that it doesn't becomes a burden or tension for anybody else.. we don't need to blame anybody, we don't need to always keep our complain box with our self..Let's try something different with our self, something new which no one ever expected from us.. try this out.. keep ur complain box alas blah blah blah box at home, get free of your expectations and move out.. and take along with you, love, care, forgiveness, craziness, empathy... and some more... and some more...

Thursday, January 7, 2010

55 Fiction - 1

Aakash was riding his 160cc bike at the slowest possible speed cause he was in no hurry... Ria said from behind,

"Shame on you... Look, that ricksaw puller is going faster than you"

Aakash felt an insult... overtaking the ricksaw puller.. stopped him and said, 

"Why are you pedaling so fast, can't you go slow.."

(P.S.: My first attempt at 55 fiction. Inspiration - Mahesh & other bloggers. For those who are unaware about 55 fiction. - It is a fictitious story to be said within 55 words.)