Saturday, July 30, 2011

"Yes", I Love You...


An old lady attending a funeral.She has a piece of paper in her hand standing in the corner and
just waiting for her turn to say her last word of Bye to the person sleeping in front of her

and she begins..........
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"Yes" I Love you..
even you never call me,

"Yes" I Love you..
even you never say a word to me,

"Yes" I Love you..
even you don't care about me,

"Yes" I Love you..
even you hurt me every time,

"Yes" I Love you..
even you hate me,

Now What if I Love you , I care for you , I feel for you and I can even die for you...

It was Dark night with a moon shining on it  and
I was sitting alone on a beach silently watching the waves coming to  me ( as the first whisper we had some time ago)
and going far away (as the first time I felt left behind) . These words of yours ("Yes", I Love you) are still surrounding me everywhere.
"Yes", you are there with me , "Yes",you are there around me and "Yes" you are holding my hand...

I still remember everything what you  have done for me ...

It was yesterday when we had first kiss and I covered my face under your shoulder...

It was yesterday when you took my hand and we said " I DO" and people say it happened 30 years back...

It was yesterday when we had first honeymoon and I surrendered myself completely into you...

and "Yes" , It was yesterday when we had fight and my whole world has become upside down..

You never turn back from me , You never hated me and you never let me down...

Now What if I say you to come back, If I say you to hug me , If I say you to love me and "Yes" if i say you to stay with me forever...

It was only you who made my life complete or I would say you are my life....

Come Back Home dear...
Come Back Home....

Its your home...Its only Yours.....
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and She left the place...with a smile.....on the way to her home...


Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Mujhe apna banaa lete ho...

Din Guzarta hai, Shaam aati hai...
Hum chalte hain aur tabhi tum haath thaam lete ho....

Humari dhadhakanein badhti hain , tum pass aate ho..
Hum ro padhte hain aur tabhi tum aansu poch lete ho..

Hum has dete hain , sab kuch bhul jaate hain..
Hoth ruk se jaate hain aur tabhi tum gale lagaa lete ho...

Hum tumhe dekhte hain, Tum humein dekhte ho..
Baatein ho rahi hoti hain aur tabhi tum mujhe apna banaa lete ho...

Mujhe apna banaa lete ho...

Yaadon ke panne...

Kyun aaj yaadon ke panne palat rhi hun main...
Kaun shaksh chupaa hai inmein...
Kaun ek raaz liye hue baitha hai inmein...
Aaj waqt bas chale jaa rha hai aur apne mein hi simat rahi hun main....

Kyun aaj yaadon ke panne palat rhi hun main...
Kya tha jo nhi mila tha..
Kya nhi hai jisko dil dhundh rha hai...
Aaj har tasveer mujh se sawal kar rhi hai aur unke jawab soch rhi hun main...

Kyun aaj yaadon ke panne palat rhi hun main...
Us shaam ka nazara abhi bhi aankhon mein basa hai..
Woh chehra puraana ab bhi dikhai deta hai...
Aaj shaam dhalne ko hai aur ret ki tarah fisal rhi hun main..

Kyun aaj yaadon ke panne palat rhi hun main...
Baat karne ka koi bahaana nhi hota tha..
Saath chalne ke liye sir jhukaana nhi hota tha..
Aaj kal chal to rhi hai zindagi aur akeli sirf khadi hun main..

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