Lost n Found...

Having the feeling of losing myself in the tide today...

tide called life...

tide called the day to day huddles... n riddles...

the smile which got lost with the lost time....

the thoughts which got squashed thanks to the plans...

the emotions which can never be realized with passing time...

How can it be so easy to be lost 

and even more easy to be found again with the hope ...

the hope which keeps me alive.. 

the hope that keeps me going...

the hope to solve the riddle... 

the wish to squash the huddles...

the smile of assurance from the one sitting across the table...

Hidden thoughts...

So things never change and good they don't... 

love the fact that my mind can drift from nothing to everything possible under the world in seconds... 

a day doesn't pass when i don't think what all i can do n shouldn't...

Yesterday tried something new on my birthday... 

made my day public...

had mixed feelings... but realized a lot of new things...

people prefer public medium to wish than calling n making it personal...

got a lot of wishes online but left me little empty n craving 

craving for those hugs n chirpy calls...

got the calls n hugs from family 

and bestest of friends making it easy to love the same people over n over again...

The empty words which can be felt and loved back are still just words without expressions

mere token of affection to display 

still as me being me loves the fact that so many people have love enough to share...

and share with me... :)

Smiles that never fade...

Sitting and wondering, when can time change the axis and be more flexible.

When will people talk less and do more.

When will the smiles come from heart instead of greed.

What will happen if I shout in a room full of mundane talks.

What will be the time when I will live the way I wanna live.

Somewhere someone has to understand dreams are not ment to be always broken.

Somehow the promises are supposed to be kept.

What will that moment look like when people agree to to do good instead of just talking about it.

Will that dawn come when smiles will not fade at the sight of kiddishness.

Someday the day will break which will see the grownups jump with joy instead of hand shakes when they meet the kiddish joys...

Learning old things the new way
things forgotten in olden days
made to relive today...


Somethings that should be part 
of my daily life had been shelved
and today has been revived...


Its been a long time since forever
and I have forgotten the past
plan a future even if I don't live it as its been along time...


Remembering how to write the right way
paper and pen taken precedence over the screens and keyboards
finding it difficult but still loving it as these are things that never end...


may be i am crazy but this smile is true...

Smell of fresh pages
of a new book
tingle the senses and makes me write...


write about the past gone
present boredom
and exciting future which is yet to come...


can these plans
be put on paper and sealed
or as usual one has to work on them and get results???