Monday, January 16, 2012
And I thank you.... for not being there
Its a strong belief in me that every relationship has a happy phase and ultimately that phase ends sooner or later. In every small to big relation I have with people around (other than my family & few selected frds who do not change forever) I keep on saying to myself again & again, whispering to myself that its a phase and it will end, it has to end. (though phase can be happy or sad but I am notifying here to a happy phase here).
With all the people I have known till date, the so as to say chemistry has changed with time in each relationship, which is the part I hate about relationships. Why god dammit people change with time? So now I always keep a small note in my mind repeating to myself that "its a phase, this shall change, this not permanent" and (try) & stop my heart to completely fall into it. And history does repeats itself every time. Things change, situations change, people change. Hence I am left crying (earlier I actually used to), feeling hollow & numb(I still feel now).
Sometimes that phase is long enough that you actually start feeling yeas, I have won this time and this relation is here to stay with me, like forever. And some are small and some medium.
There was (yeas was) such relationship where life had to show me that, it has to be like the rule and none of us in the relationship involved could help it but watch it ending. Yeas the happy phase ended, without intimating me this time. None of us till date has figured out, what exactly happened, why it happened. But that change in the relationship did leave some bitterness in me and now I really thank the person to be not here with me today. Thank you for not being here when I want to break the rule and have a pizza, thank you for not being here when I have fought with my bro and wants to bitch about him, thank you for not being here when I want to go out, have coffee on a rainy day in winter even when in office, thank you for not being here with me when I just dont wanna do anything but just talk to someone, thank you for not being here when I want to cry without any reason. This definitely makes me strong and makes my belief even stronger that "its a phase, it ends, sometimes really harshly, so I better not fall for it the next time"
I am really thankful to you my friend.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Life ek tension hai
Jo bhi isme action hai, sab logo ki affiliation hai
ab yeh bhi ek sensation hai, life ki kya calculation hai
Life se humko affection hai, isme mein bhi koi permutation combination hai
ab humne kar li isse addiction hai, dia jo isne hume bhi kabhi ek carnation hai
Chalo congratulation hai, kuch to bana correlation hai
Life ek tension hai, jisme na koi pension hai
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Har ek friend zaruri hota hai
Advertising concepts have definitely surpassed from the people in the concerned industry to the common man, who now take interests of who thought of the concept? who wrote the copy (text,words,lyrics as called in layman's language) ? who gave the music? who produced the ad? and all that.
Advertising is now looked upon with same respect as the TV soaps and shows. My niece sings "hum mein hai HERO" with the same zeal as she sings "dhinka chika"
Loads about advertising in our life. Anyways, was talking about the Airtel Ad. The feel of the ad is so refreshing after which it reminds us of our long time, short time, masti time and every time friend, as they say it "har ek friend zaruri hota hai".
But to think of it, it depicts us so deeply and clearly that it left me with a very sour thought the other day when I was watching it, that we have friends for every small thing, how selfish and self centered we have become that we posses even friends ( the gift of god ) with such comfort to us.
Of how we want them to be, of when we want them, of why we want them and all. Such has relationships become in our life that they come, they go, they hurt,they love, they make us laugh,they make us cry, they motivate, they demotivate, they hold us, they let us fall, they teach us to breathe,they make us choke, but very few stays with us for long, for very long.
P.S - Yeas I also have friends for different purpose. True, but such is life dearies :) Love All.
Monday, August 29, 2011
A rare sight in Delhi Metro
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Know me, know me not?? Oops I am clean & transparent !!
With the use of social networking platforms , we call ourselves totally transparent, express ourselves overtly to the world being a anonymous yet a known identity. Can we call this transparency?? Read on !!
We spit out whatever we feel and think, good or bad, seductive or repellent, funny or irritating. Here we live in all together 2 different worlds.
We have 2 identities within us, a virtual and a real one. As i say 1 is "the real one" but I actually wonder which is real me. The virtual one consists my g talk,whats app, Facebook, twitter, blog, LinkedIn, Google+. (Yes the growing no.s of these also symbolize that I am a famous one in the virtual world. I have a family,friends,acquainted friends too.)
After being in both the worlds for these many years, I have realized that both the worlds do not connect to each other in many senses. Few of the people in each world are not part of my other world at all, does that mean they know only half of me ? Does that mean that I am a "dual personality person" ? Does that mean that they will never meet like my white and black shades or I will be in the ocean of the shade of grey knowing only things I want to tell them. Is this called transparency? Its true that we have privacy settings in every social platform so as to say.
Yeas I am into this deep ocean of who is part of my which world and to whom I have shared what in each of my worlds.
Yes finally I am going to update this to all the social networking sites I am using.
Friday, October 16, 2009
A Reason To Cry
has come into my life.
Feeling sick again,
having sleepless nights.
There is something deep inside me,
which wants to come out.
Don't know really what it is,
which actually wants to shout.
My friends usually say,
that I am easy to cry.
Don't know really what it is,
which had made my tears dry.
What kind of life is it,
it feels as if I am lost.
Don't know really what it is,
for which I want to pay the cost.
Sometimes I feel I need a companion,
to whom I can say it all.
Don't know really what it is,
For which I can make a call.