I always wanted to tell you

I always wanted to tell you

How much I love you…

But, never had I, the courage

When I was with you!

I wanted to tell you…

When we went to the movie,

When we danced to the tunes of Bryan Adams,

When we took a solitary walk with our hands clasped,

When you cried your eyes out when I am leaving,

How much I like you!

I wanted to tell you…

When I saw the brightness in your eyes,

When I saw the blush in your cheeks,

When I saw the broad smile on your face,

When I felt your hand on mine,

How much I love you!

I wanted to tell you…

When we spent hours together without having to speak a word,

When we spent days without worry or sorrow

When we spent years together as if we never have to part

When we enjoyed each others company

How much I care for you!

I wanted to tell you…

When I knew I can no longer be with you…

When I knew you can never be mine again…

When I knew I threw my final opportunity away…

When I knew I can never tell you again…

How much you mean to me!

I always wanted to tell you

How much I love you…

But, never had I, the courage

When I was with you!

Does HE Exist?

Countries clash, men fight
Amidst the belief and confusion
Whose ruler is superior!
But they seem to forget
To ask themselves, before they KILL,
Does HE Exist!!!

Swish their swords, drop the bombs
Over the fellow beings
Bullying their existence and bludgeoning!
There isn't an iota of guilt
Seen in their eyes, before they KILL,
But does HE Exist???

Not their mistake, but whose it is?
Everyone has their own ruler, who says
I'm the prime supreme!
So, is this HIS fault?
Or HIS followers?
I never seem to find the answer!!!

I was brought up with the same concept
Truly, completely filled in my
Mind, Body and Soul
But, now, I ask myself, and HIMself
What is my God doing
Against his follower's killings???

My God never talked about
People in west or East for that matter
I ask HIM now,
Does HE know of their existence?
This brings the problem, my question to HIM,
Do you really Exist?

The Reason

Every morning, I wake-up with an uncertainity...
The same question, that's making me restless...
Ever since, I had the privilege to ask myself...
The reason...the reason for my existence!

I tried so hard...but got nowhere...
Everytime I listen to my heart...
I hear whispers that drive me through solitude...
Aloofness calls me to melt within!

None so far satiated my thirst
For knowledge of the reason...
The same reason...I try hard to understand...
But no answer I found!

Trying to shy away from darkness...
From whacky people...from abyss
To the beautiful world out there...
Full of reason and full of logic.

I found the answer finally, not the reason..
But the road to the reason...
Uninhibited quest...The only path to
The Reason...the Reason for my existence!
The Reason...the Reason for my existence!
The Reason...the Reason for my existence!

the Reason..the Reason...the Reason


(This is the best I've written so far... ;))

What have you done to me?

The time we spent together...

Didn't matter how long it was...

YOU left an indelible impression

In my heart..and I am never the same since...



You are miles away from me...

But your fragrance is still

Creating ripples in my Mind!

Making me numb and dull



When I walk, with unusual shudders

Along the path, we wandered so merrily

Path still there and so are the flowers...

Reminding me that I am lonely!



The world around me...

Has never been so insipid...

I started to ignore...

The world around and even myself!



Everyone say, I have gone...

Crazy, mad and violent...

Can you tell them and me too...

What have you done to me?

Miss u BITS

We can't help it but cry,

when we realise we will not come back to our BITS again

Cry and Cry till the eyes become dry.

Stare at the clock tower and at the temple, for we might not see them again.



Feel the cold, catch the dust,

We miss everything there.

The C-Lawns, the Anc, the C'not

the Oasis, the ShivG and the QT too.



No MB visits till late 11

No Gate calls from now on,

No more one night batting..

no more latcha sessions...



What a life this is..

without my wingies...

what a life this is...

without BITS...

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Shattered Dreams

Dreams were shattered
Hopes were murdered
So brutally, I left
wondering at my fate.

Fate seems to forget
Time and again...
My hope is a
Phoenix type...

Rises from sheer nothing
Though I know, I can do nothing!
Dead or alive...
My hope makes me live.

Goals were set
No looking back now.
For I am a champion,
I never do so!

Nothing can stop me
Not least the poverty!
Riding high on hopes.
I still HOPE my wings were not cut brutally.

Is this my fault?
Asks my heart...
Do you have an answer...
I say a clear No!

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