some one suggested me that even i can write. but she never said what i shuld write about, so i was thinking all this time what i shuld do , for i really had to start something ,from somewere.. so it better be this .......
Saturday, July 26, 2008
lonely..
the heart doesn't see right or wrong, it only knows what it wants and is willing to do what ever it takes to get what it wants. it is only because that the heart cannot see the, mind can creep up from behind and try to restore order.
my life has been a mix of things. but my heart has always gotten what ever it has desired on its due time. the only condition being that the desire has to be pure and only one.
i have been termed stupid, even mad for following my heart. most of the people whom i have asked say "don't trust the heart blindly, it will fail you. use your mind". every time i have used my mind, it has failed me to get what i have wanted. i have realised that i have struggled so far because my heart and my mind were not working in the same direction, for the same thing. so eventually i used to end up losing by both heart and mind.
since the heart never listens, cause it never does, i decided to make my mind work in the direction of my heart . mind only understands logic. it doesnt see a point in the heart wanting to be with someone. but the logic is simple, if the heart is captivated by someone then the mind becomes free from the heart. the mind can think more logically away from the disturbing heart. the problem is that the heart just doesn't want to belong to any one, but it only wants to be with with whom- it likes. doesn't matter if the mind approves of the person or not. heart sees things differently. it only wants someone whom it can belong to, who will take care of it for ever and ever. who will never break it. so where do we find such a person ?
when, where , how we are going to find that someone whom the heart wants are the questions which no one can answer besides the maker himself, cause he is the one who has made that person who will lok after your heart . so if he has made him/her then he is bound to know, but he is not going to tell you. he doesnt want to spoil his joy of seeing you find your match.
every time i have seen her , it has been like i am seeing her for the first time. there have not been many times, only five occasions when i have seen her. at her first sight i have lost a beat , lungs gasping for air. she came close started talking, setting me at ease. may be she didn't notice how awe struck i was or she did notice but never showed. sitting across the table, i was lost. i didnt feel the need to talk, she was doing it for me. her hand was in my hand just for the fraction but that fraction has stayed with me ever since.
in which moment of time my heart belonged to her i dont know. but its too late for me to turn back. unfortunately there is no way to move ahead. her heart has already been taken. who ever has occupied it must be a big man, cause he has not even left a corner or a nook for me to sneak in. the fact of the matter is , my heart is sold out but there are no takers. i know she is young, she has a long way to go. with time she will grow. for me i have weathered many stroms, this is just a nudge. she is also doing the same as me, following her heart. it has found someone who will look after it. so what if that someone is not me .
every dream doesnt meet reality..
some stories are ment to be incomplete ...
some hearts are ment to be lonely...
Sunday, July 6, 2008
THANK YOU GOD
the stone turned with the tide
now the crab had no place to hide
the sky above, space open wide
running from the bird, cursing the tide
on the beach there laid a sea shell
the crab excited "what the bloody hell"
as it neared, realising there was a smell
stink of death, nausiating spell
on second thought, be it open sky
to avoid the stink, crab prefered to die
it could see, the bird above soaring high
the crab cursed "why me God, why ?"
"purpose of your life, to feed the needy"
the God replied "don't be greedy"
go to the fishermen, death will be speedy
but God, "i am the one who is needy"
The God gave a smiling look.
turned around, running back crab a snook
but was swept away in the hook
liberated from its life, a second it took
the bird said "THANK YOU GOD"
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Doing what is right
Yeah sure we can.
As far as i am concerned there is no wrong. everything is just right.
bur for most of the people i have known, if one is right than other has to wrong. they just assume this but they do not understand assumptions can be fatal.
those people who tend to know me better are generally confused in their mind, if they do like me or not. the lesser known person would just express their dislike. certainly they think how can there be two right. and on the point of argument when i am able to proove myself right, they just assume that i have prooved them wrong and they just tend to dislike me more.
i very much believe in the freedom of speech, but i seldom address a crowd. i prefer to have my personal audience. i feel more comfortable with people i know. but all this is changing as i am coming out of my shell. i have been lucky to see affectionate side of many people. some people directly and most of them known indirectly. the people i know indirectly mean those people i may not know much about , but they know me well some how without actually knowing me. as if they can see right through , in my soul. this are the kind of people who have made this world wonderful for me. they have made me realise the world is a better place and i can make it even better with my efforts.
so again the question is, what can one man do ?
well it just requires one brain to generate a brilliant idea. so thats all i will need, a brilliant idea befor anyone else comesup with it. ironically ideas are not dependant on education, age, cast or community. it just comes when a need arises. need is the mother of inventio, though education and other stuff help in materialising that idea.
so now what do i need ?
for now my love story has been put up on hold as i face a certain crisis at work. more than a crisis it an opportunity to grow. it was all set in motion by my senior manager s resignation, followed by both the project leads , in the coming months and the closing act was performed by my manager putting in his papers, declaring his wish to leave. this being his last month . so the top four have left, well three and the last one out on is way. the value of this top four should be understood by the fact that they had built this team from scratch in the past three years, and they all left one at a time as they had some fallout with the management. now all that remains of the team are the lower ranks. the new recruits will come in but the management is also looking at us to see if some of us are ready and willing to grow. six of us are left from the old team. all are willing to grow only time will tell who is ready enough. but the only thing i am worried about is, with the top four gone i am actually stuck with fools. now there is no one to look up too, no one from whom i can expect to learn something. doing work is not going to be difficult without them, they have imparted enough knowledge upon me and if the need arises i can adapt to the situation quickly and effectively.
now the cards are open, the position has been put up for grabs. i just pray i dont have to step on someone to make my way ahead. but professionalism demands for me to be shrud in this time so i just bid forgiveness for my sins. and yeah once i am out of this so called crisis and i am settled down , i will be back to being myself. i will be back in my persuit for love.
till then hold on love :).
Conversation
me : hi
aasma : hello
aasma : what's up?
Then we continued our general talk as it kept getting interesting, i started telling her about what kind of authority we get to enjoy at work and all that stuff
me : i do have yahoo on my system
aasma : i know :D
me : from our system we can still log in to orkut n stuff
aasma : coool
me : on all other systems in other departments it has been restricted
aasma : teri wud be gf ne haan kar diya tab to phir gaya teraa kaam... waat lagegi kaam ki... u'll be chatting all day :P
me : : is this a joke ?
aasma : nahi... warning :P
aasma : :D
me : dm
me : i thought it was a joke
me : so i was about to laugh
aasma : duffer
me : but now i cant :-s
aasma : =))
me : she is acting weird
aasma : weird? :-S
me : and ne ways my mind is shooting up
me : no time for ne thing else
me : now concentrate on work
aasma : famous girls' treatment
aasma : if u survive this u will survive anything
aasma : yes concentrate on work
aasma : :D
me : :) i know
me : i'm not a silly kid
me : i know wht i want
aasma : yes baba
aasma : mujhe lecture mat jhaad x-(
me : :P
me : i just sholdering u
aasma : sholdering
me? :-/
the conversation gradually came to a point where i was turned off by the statement she made..i started thinking about it , does it have to happen this way all the time ...
aasma : i dont make big deal about anything unless n until really attached to a personaasma : dont sweat it
me : :
me : two in just one day
aasma : zyaada funda jhaada? :P
me : dis is crazy
aasma : two?
me : yeah
me : she said some thing like dat
me : which really turned me off
aasma : what did she say?
me : now u :
me : she doesnt care for the person just the party so she is going
aasma : and why wud that piss u off?
me : didnt u get it ?
aasma : nope
aasma : i dont tell even my bf sometimes why n what i doing...
me : u see u are also just like her
me : so it make two in a day
me : :
aasma : so nah i dont understand why wud that piss u off
me : i'm a very simple person
me : a ppl person
me : i give importance to ppl
me : more than things
me : or occasions
me : or events
me : or any thing
me : everything else in immaterial
aasma : can i talk now?
aasma : thank you
aasma : see...
aasma : my point of view...
aasma : i have a life where in i'm not answerable to anyone
aasma : it's MINE
aasma : sometimes i do things only for 'myself'
aasma : not caring bout what anyone on earth wud think
aasma : i say...
aasma u r sad.. do something impulsive that u really want to..
aasma : may it be try dancing or online flirting or weed....
aasma : anythingaasma : where i dont answer any freakin soul
aasma : so if anyone questions that free will
aasma : i do say stuff that wud piss the person off
aasma : so that never questioned again
aasma : that's it
aasma : me done
me : free will
aasma : yes
me : it is just being weak
aasma : if doin something that doesnt harm anyone but makes me smile.. i'd do it
aasma : i wudnt call myself weak if i dont vent out my personal life
aasma : i wud call myself badly stressed out and disoriented
me : what do u term as harm ?
aasma : if i do drugs n my guy doesnt get to know... that's harm
aasma : if i sneak out n elope then for parents it's harm
me : so what about free will ?
aasma : free will doesnt mean u'll hurt ppl
aasma : it's just something that will de-stress
aasma : as simple as that
aasma : free isnt % free... like vacuum isnt % vacuum
me : why and how do ppl get hurt ?
aasma : not answering anymore questions
aasma : it's like goin to shrink
aasma : n i hate it
aasma : :
me : well any ways i got my point across to u
aasma : nope
me : now you know why i got pissed of
aasma : i'd still preserve my life n free will
aasma : i still think u shudnt have got pissed off
me : so what ever u have said becomes null n void
aasma : why?
aasma : put ur 'point' across clearly i'll understand it better
me : if you are going to attend someone's birthday party
me : and its purely because of the party and not cause u care about that person
aasma : some ppl do that...
me : so its going to hurt that person if that person got to know
aasma : like i chat online with a lot of ppl...
aasma : ohhhh
aasma : now i got ur point
aasma : i thought u were hurt cuz
she is goin
aasma : ye pehle bolne ka thaa na!
me : bullshit
aasma : what bullshit?
me : she has her freedom
aasma : how wud i know ur point without u telling me...
aasma : i assumed ki u dint want her to go to some dumb party
me : understanding my dear
aasma : that's why u r pissed off n stuff
aasma : not antaryami to understand what u think right!!!!
aasma : :
me : did you read what i wrote above befor u got started ?
aasma : yesaasma : u said she is going for the party not for the person
aasma : so i assumed u r pissed off ki she attends random parties
aasma : not a good girl sign
me : i said read just above wht i have writen befor u started
me : u are going way above
aasma : understand my dear???
me : grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
me : wait i will paste it again
aasma : why cant u just put it here again? instead of confusing me x-(
aasma : so nah i dont understand why wud that piss u
me: i a very simple person
me: a ppl person
me: i give importance to ppl
me: more than things
me: or occasions
me: or events
me: or any thing
me: everything else in immaterial
aasma: can i talk now?
aasma : i thought YOU wanted importance here
me : ME i do not exist
me : i always believe in US
me : WE
aasma : dint quite realise u dint like her not givin importance to someone else pissed u off
aasma : well from that person's point of view... it's wrong...
aasma : damn wrong...
aasma : but the question here is.. will that person be happy if he/she sees her?
me : why the hell den d invitation for ?a
asma : if it makes someone happy thn faking isnt always wrong.. it's makin someone else smile.. simple
aasma : dude... sometimes girls get invitation just like that
aasma : trust me...
aasma : a nonsocial person like me gets invited to parties often n i turn them down... so a pretty girl in mumbai will be loaded with offers sure
me : guess what
me : ??
aasma : what?
me : you have got your shot to become famous
aasma : huh?
me : :D i going to put this conversation on blog
aasma : fuck u!!!
aasma : no way!!!
aasma : dont u even dare do that
aasma : come on!
aasma : please!
yeah she didnt want this conversation to be posted here, but then i convinced her when i told her that i will change the name, and no one will know it was her
i want to be
I need a bridge or a boat.
Cause i cannot cross
it on my own.
The lack of swiming
the fear of drawning
Is keeping me at bay
I dont even have hay
to keep me afloat
or should i make a boat ?
do i have that time
to build the bridge
across the ridge
i dont know the depth
at which the water will rise
if it goes above my eyes
then i am stuck
as a dead duck
even you are not with me
just my luck
to the other side
i would have flown
the thought, easy it came
that easily it was gone.
i burned my wings
when i flew to the sun
in iternal bliss, in zing
and i am trying to run
my dream, my nightmare
trying hard in despair
the only place i can reach
is the same place i be
i see many people
everyone looks like me
an image, an identity
a part of me, which
i could never becom or still
want to be.