All you need to have.

Sometimes, you fall in leaves and sometimes, you wait in morning dews...

Love is planted in each heart, all have a heart but love happens to a Few...

Sometimes, you laugh in each flower and sometimes, you cry in rains...

Love fulfils its purpose but all go through a similar pain...

Sometimes, you glow in the light and sometimes, you drown in the darkness...

Love ignites a storm and also holds a calmness.

Sometimes, you know all answers and sometimes, you fear to question.

Love makes all things clear but all you have is a big confusion...

Sometimes, Love is all you need...

And sometimes, it is the only thing you have.

The Last Dance...

As the music in the background plays... we both have the last dance. 

My eyes have already started to show... but your blank face hides all you want to, or may be it's my assumption.

My fingers tremble... brushing around your shoulder... I wanna hold you forever... 

My lips stop midway... saying don't go as I turn to look elsewhere...my tears slip down to my cheek, glistening in the lights...

The last dance with you shall end soon...

I want this moment to freeze... 

May this moment never end...as I close my eyes keeping my head on your chest, my sobs escape and the pinch in my heart kills me to say," I must go.... I must."

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It's time...

May be it's time to leave...

The dreams that I had been holding...

In my eyes for long.

They were of you, but I dont see them coming true in any time.

Some dreams should be left to shimmer on cheeks...they never become reality, but the reason of our sadness...

You were someone, whom I see and become happy, but I realise that slowly, you are eating away my smiles bit by bit....

It's hard to take all this anymore.... either stay or just go.... 

Whom am I talking to... you dont even know, how it feels to be in love with a memory, that has been carved out like a inscription...only to be fade... mildly each time, I sleep with tears in my eyes. 

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I have lived...

I have lived in your little 'nothings' , where you keep hiding little 'somethings... naughty sometimes scary.



I have lived inside your memories of the past and in your hopes of future.



I have lived in your dreams in closed eyes and thoughts in your awakened state.



I have lived in you... as you  and also me.

I have lived... only to live with you.



I have lived only to die... for you



I have lived in your words... following the trenches of the silences.



I have lived in your breaths... knocking on your heartbeats.



I have lived in your fears that have no tears and also in fears that flew down the aisle of the cheeks.



I have lived in the fun you ignore of life... and also in the risks you take unthinking.



I have lived in the lanes... in streets of darkness where you left your heart unknowingly.



I have lived in those corners of the sanctuary where you peeped for some solitude.



I have lived in your loneliness... in the crowds around you without telling you.



I have lived... many times before you did... living the day over again.



I have lived ... I had lived... I shall live... for time flows through me... and in me.



A seemless... and boundless river I am... to live for eternity.





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किताब में दिल ...

किताबों में गुलाब कई बार मिलने की बातें होती हैं.... पर क्या कभी किसी का दिल भी किताब में मिला है???



मुझे मिला है... कभी धड़कन की आवाज़ आयी, तो कभी साँसों की खुशबू... प्यार की गिरफ्त होती ही ऐसी है... ऐसी लिपटती है, कि जान बन जाती है... 



क्या कभी जान भी रूठती है???



सांसें बेज़ार हो जाएँ, तो धड़कनें उन गिरवी सोने के बुंदों (झुमकों) की तरह हो जाती हैं... जिन्हें ना पहन सकते हैं और न ही, पैसे चुकाने तक नींद आती है।



मेरा भी कुछ,ऐसा ही हाल रहा... जब तक दिल को तसल्ली नहीं हुई, कि जो दिल में आ चुका, वो ज़िन्दगी भर का हमसफ़र - हमराही ही होगा, मैं भी बेचैन और डरी हुई सी रही।



उस किताब का ज़िक्र कर रही हूँ... जो मेरी ज़िन्दगी की, तस्वीर सी बन चुकी है... लाइब्रेरी में मिलते थे छुप के... इक किताब में सवाल पूछते थे... और जवाब जिसका दूसरी किताब में होता था...



एक पर्ची पे सवाल का पेज नंबर और किताब का नाम लिख के, एक दूसरे को दे देते थे क्लास के बाद... और जवाब की पर्ची ,अगले दिन... किसी और किताब में।  

आखिर ये सिलसिला तब टूटा, जब लाइब्रेरियन के हाथ इक किताब लगी, जिसमें गलती से सवाल की पर्ची रह गयी थी।  और हम दोनों अपने मोहब्बत के सवाल-जवाब के खेल में, एक रेफ़री से मिलने पहुंच गए।



माँ थी भी बड़ी स्ट्रिक्ट... ऊपर से लाइब्रेरियन भी थी!



मेरी ज़िन्दगी के कार्ड पे उसके नाम की एंट्री हो गयी और हम एक बंधन में गए...



किताब जिसने हमे फंसाया था, आज हमारी शादी के कार्ड को बाहों में भरी रहती है....



अब कहो.... किताब में दिल मिला कि नहीं ???

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Shiva and Shakti...

You were always there....timeless and in form and in the formless.... 

I was there, unaware of the bond we had.

You made me power; called me Shakti....detached to the attached you were, yet so sublimely inclined.

In thoughts of mine, you prevailed....though unknown to me, as a close one...known.

A stranger at every step yet my soulmate all the time.

When once I faced you...my heart knew, it was you from times ago mine...yet I was bound to believe that you can never be mine. 

Your one gaze made me love you...the love which existed but never was made true.



The night of our reunion went without your claiming me.... instantly I was hurt....bleeding my heart in the nights.

But how could Shakti be devoid of her Shiva ever...I reached you, called you....you became mine.

I knew that I would burn...my human structure would become a corpse one night....but then I was always yours....death cannot make us part anytime.

From the half male-half female(Ardhnarishwar)...to the universe you hold inside...

You went over in anger...burning the world outright.

As I felt the pain that this body had set in your mind...how can you forget...you are the Shiva....detached from everything all the time.

I am you and you are me....then where's me without you...am always your all the time.

I returned.... for the sake of you.

Incarnation of me to offer you my presence....to you that I had belonged.

Parvati I became... promising love forever in times...

And this night, when the world has risen from the sleep to celebrate our reunion...marking the beginning of Love for now and eternity.

                                           How can love die when it lives in us all the time.







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A Promise...

It's a promise that you love me...

It's a promise that i love you...



But better are which become vows...

And making our hearts bow...



The forever in the making...

The eternity in a life...



A promise is a token...

A formality of words from the heart.



That I shall never let your part...

Part away from my heart...



Even if for the rest of my life ...

I close my eyes.



A promise... a vow...

A musical note...



Carrying love.

Of Me and You.





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