Memories of a vanished friend…

This poem (a bunch of my school memories)was written, 
back in 2011, when we stepped into the newer worlds, to 
pursue our respective higher studies and build our dream 
careers.. meanwhile, we forgot, what it was actually like, 
to have someone (who means the most to you) by your side..

AROUND  THE  CORNER , I  HAVE  A  FRIEND…

IN   THE  CITY  THAT  SEEMS  TO  HAVE  NO  END…

THE  DAYS  GO  BY  AND  THE  WEEKS  RUSH  ON,

AND  BEFORE  I  KNOW, YEARS  HAVE  GONE….

I  NEVER  SEE  MY  OLD  FRIEND’S   FACE ,

FOR  LIFE  NOW , HAS  A  SWIFT  PACE….

HE  KNOWS  THAT  I  LIKE  HIM  JUST  AS  WELL, 

AS  IN  THE  DAYS  WHEN  I  RANG  HIS  MIND’S  BELL…

IN  TIMES  WE  WERE  MUCH  YOUNGER  , 

TO  DIFFERENTIATE  BETWEEN  THE  WRONG  AND  THE  RIGHT…

IN  THE  DAYS  WE WERE  PREOCCUPIED , WEAVING , 

THE  GOOD  AND THE  BAD  MEMORIES  OF  OUR  SCHOOL  LIFE…

HOW  I  WISH  I  COULD  LIVE  THOSE  DAYS  BACK  AGAIN,

SO  WHY  CANNOT  EVERYTHING   JUST  STAY  THE  SAME..???

THOSE  BITTER  QUARRELS,THOSE  SILLY  STUPID  FIGHTS ..

THAT  SWEET  TEASING  DURING  THE  ASSEMBLY  TIME…

I  STILL  REMEMBER  HIS  EACH  GOOD  LUCK BEFORE  A  RECITATION  OR  A  DEBATE,

AND  THE  WAY, HE SLOWLY  WHISPERED  SORRY  FOR  HIS  MISTAKES…

HOW   SHOULD  I  REVEAL  THAT  I  LOVED  HIM  THIS  WAY,

WHEN  HE  USED  TO  GIVE  A  THANKS TOKEN  WITH  GAY….

EACH  MEMORY  OF  THIS  WONDERFUL  PAST, REMAINS  AS  A  BENCHMARK  IN  MY LIFE, FOR  IT  HAS  GIVEN  ME  SO  MUCH   UNEXPECTED  TO  CHERISH, UNTIL THE VERY  END  OF  THIS  ROLLER COASTER RIDE…

WHEN  I  PEEP  BACK  INTO  IT,

I  EXPERIENCE  THE  GLIMPSES  , THAT  NO ONE  CAN  EVER  GIVE….

BE  IT  THOSE  INTERNET  CHATS,OR  THOSE  COINCIDENTAL   CONFRONTATIONS ,

OR  BE  IT  THE  EXTRAVAGANZA   OF H.R. WILSON  EDUCATIONAL AND CULTURAL COMPETITIONS….

BE  IT  THOSE  PARTIES  OF  WENGERS  AND  TEMPTATIONS,

OR  BE  IT  THE  CLASSES  HELD DURING  SULTRY  VACCATIONS…..

BE  IT  YOUR  BIRTHDAY  OR  MINE,

THE  CRAZE  GREW  EQUALLY  WELL BEFORE  THE  SONG  TIME…

BE  IT  THAT  BUNKING  CLASSES  DURING  CHRISTMAS  FORTNIGHT,

OR  BE  IT  THE  RUMORS  AND  GOSSIPING  ON  TOP  FLOOR  AND  CCC’S SITE….

BE  IT  THAT  HUSTLE  BUSTLE  BEFORE  THE  SPORTS  MEET, OR  BE IT  THE  FACES 

THAT  DREW  LONG  AT  EVERY  BACCALAURETTE  SPEECH..

NOW  MAKES  THE  TEARS  ROLL DOWN  MY  CHEEKS…

THAT  JOY,  THAT  HAPPINESS…

THAT  ANGER,  THAT  SADNESS…

HAVE  ALL  COLLECTIVELY  DRIVEN  ME  MAD….

BUT  DON’T KNOW  WHY, THIS  TIME  HAS  CHANGED..???

AS  WE  STAND  TODAY  AS  BUSY TIRED  MEN..

WITH  NOT  EVEN  TIME  FOR  OUR  VERY  OWN  CASE…

TIRED  OF  PLAYING  A  FOOLISH  GAME…

TIRED  OF  TRYING  TO  MAKE  A  NAME…

TOMORROW  I  SAY, I  WILL  CALL  ON  HIM ,

JUST  TO  SHOW  THAT  I  THINK  OF  HIM …

BUT  TOMORROW  COMES  AND  TOMMOROW  GOES,

AND  HE REMAINS   LOST  IN  HIS OWN  ACADEMIC GOALS….

WITHOUT  EVEN  REALIZING  THAT  THE  DISTANCE  BETWEEN  US  GROWS AND  GROWS….

AROUND  THE  CORNER , YET  MILES  AWAY….

HERE’S  A TEXT  : ”I  AM  BUSY  TODAY ”

IS  THAT  WHAT  WE  SHOULD  GET..

WHICH  WE  DON’T  EVEN  DESERVE  IN  THE  END..??

AROUND  THE  CORNER , A  SORT  OF  A  ”VANISHED  FRIEND” …

NOW I  AM  WAITING  FOR  THAT  DAY, WHEN  HE  ‘LL  REALIZE  HIS  MISTAKE…

AND  MAKE  A  PROMISE  OF  STAYING  THE  SAME.. ( AS  HE  WAS EARLIER ) — CARING  AND  FULL  OF  LIFE..

AS  FOR  NOW, I  REALLY  DON’T  WANT THIS  TO  CONTINUE  ANYMORE…

I AM TOO   FED  UP  OF THOSE  QUESTIONS  AND  PISSED  OFF  WITH  SUCH  EXPLANATIONS…

EITHER  THIS  SHOULD  BE  THE  END  OF  ALL, OR  ELSE  DEAR  ALMIGHTY, BRING BACK  TO  ME ..

MY  DEAREST  —  MY  ACTUAL  BEST  FRIEND OF ALL.. !!.

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Everything has a timing, even love…

"It is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all"

Could not see another great relationship being subjected to a series of tests,

Hence i decided not to watch the TV show, instead.

I am not sure whether Manik and nandni  would actually meet!

All i know is that i could not see anymore break ups happening around me, not even virtually!

One can only imagine how fragile my heart has turned,

It was so stronger once, that it could bear the deadliest of burns,

At last, It’s a matter of time,

Games change, tables turn !!

But, i really hope that they get together by the end, so that even if it’s not for myself, i can at least be happy for them!

Coz you see, love was never the reason of hurt, it’s just that our timing was not favourable…!!!

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A break from pessimism…

When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you 
shall find, it is only that which has given u sorrow 
that is giving u joy. When you are sorrowful, look again 
in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are 
weeping for that which has been your delight..!!

When too much of tragedy has taken place and the bliss doesn’t seem to increase it’s  pace..

That’s when i think of you!

Whenever i sit under the sky full of stars,

When just gazing at the moon makes me calm,

That’s when i think of you!

When people discuss about their most prized possessions, when they brag over their life’s extraordinary moments,

That is when i think of you!

When i am on my own,

Trying to tackle the challenges this life throws,

Trying to figure out what is it that i miss the most?

That’s when i think of you!

When i have a pen and a paper in hand,

And as my fingers move their way to write a length,

That’s when i think of you!

When i walk down the streets to my college, anticipating how different it could have been,

That’s when i think of you!

On having realized that probably i was spreading a lot of negative vibes,

I decided to dive again in the warmth of love dwelling deep in our hearts..

Dive again and get drenched, till your tranquility literally drives me insane,

Till the time, i get to meet myself again..

I decided to detach myself from the pessimistic thoughts,

coz that’s the only thing i could opt for, to find my way back to where you are,

my nest of serenity, my hub of possibilities..

I know you have always wanted me to shine like a star, i know you never liked my teary waterfall..

Hence, i decided to give it a break! Coz i did not want you to  feel (even by mistake), that i failed..

No, there is no stopping me now,

Coz I just want to see you proud,

Proud coz of me, proud coz of my personality and my deeds,

God, i am dying from inside, to see your face reflecting a radiance of pride,

Every inch of your being echoing from inside, that even though you are not here with me, in immortal ties, you do belong to me!

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Happy to know about you…

ICC WORLD CUP 2015
DAY 1 : IND Vs.  PAK
DATE : 15TH FEBRUARY, 2015.

Just when i was wondering, what you must be doing, I saw this Facebook post that u are tagged in, And you know my heart literally skipped its beats for a few seconds.

I got some clue of you,

When you were rejoicing in the pockets of Sukhdev Vihar,

chanting go India go, bleed blue!

Even though you want to act like you have gone underground, the higher spirits above, always reflect some signals of your whereabouts!

I am happy to know that you are rejoicing in the ICC world cup festivity, coz this ind vs pak. reminds me your face glowing with ecstasy.

How happy we were back then,

When India won the match against Pakistan in 2011,

You couldn’t resist to see me dancing on the dhol chords that day,

When you told me that my craziness made you fall for me, all over again..

Every day with you, i discovered a different aspect of my being , each moment spent together, is now just a memory..

Before i resume my chores now,

Trying to forget those hollow vows..

Just wanted to tell you that wherever you are, whatever you are do, you should know that i am thinking of you, and no matter what we may go through, my heart will always belong to you!

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Going into hibernation…

Is it true that i have become so fragile off lately that i have just lost all the courage to confront people?

Why do i hesitate now to claim my own rights, somehow?

Why is it that i walk on the road with my head always facing the ground?

Is it true that i have become more quiet than frustrated at the same time?

What is it exactly?

My guilt or my incapability?

I don’t know where am i going,

There are times i fail to understand what i am doing,

Why this emptiness?

Has my life lost its meaning?

Who am i, anyway ?

A burden on my parents?

What am i doing?

Eating away their hard-earned money?

Why are my eyes always filled with tears at the pettiest of issues now?

What have i become ?

Where am i lost?

Why cannot i fight with anyone, any longer?

To whom did i lose the power of persuasion?

Why can’t i be at peace with myself?

What is happening?

Who is to understand my predicament?

Why don’t i seem to like anyone around me?

Is it a hysteria that has attacked me?

I see 17 year olds getting into live-in relationships and i realise that this world isn’t the same place anymore, as i have been thinking.

I don’t like a thing around me,

I was never like this,

I guess, i have turned into some alien.

I don’t even feel like talking.

It appears as if i have lost all incentives of doing anything,

I fear, what will become of me?

I don’t want to remove my headphones,

Else i will have to be a part of this cruel world,

I don’t want to wake up from sleep, ever, else i will have to be a part of this cruel world.

Wake me up when this world becomes a better place, may be, by that time, i will gather some courage.

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Flames of anguish…

Have you ever felt so choking as if you have been buried 10 feet deep within?

When the hurt tears you from within and the pain doesn’t seem to lessen?

When you feel like screaming but you can’t even cry?

When you hate yourself for not being able to hate the person responsible for all that?

When You desperately want to give up on your life coz you find out that it has just got no meaning left?

When the only person who mattered the most to you despises you to such an extent that you end up being just a living dead ?

Do you know the feeling when you can’t speak; when u can barely breathe?

When that special someone steals all your memories and all you are left with is an aching heart, swelled eyes and the broken pieces of your being.

What a tragedy!

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Nostalgia…

It’s not that I have always been a critique of those cheesy goodies that are a delight to watch by, those hearts with cupids, hanging out of the baskets, those scented candles giving the grandeur feel of February, those Lovie-dovie greetings leaving the people in awe and giggles..

But, it’s probably coz in real life, (unlike movies), there is a timing for everything.

Whenever I see young couples going around, I feel sick. Seriously, I do feel stupid. Watching them engrossed in each other so much, gives me a sense of contentment, but it also makes me feel uncomfortable.

They walk hand in hand, unaware of what might come into their way ahead.

Unaware of the fact that there still exists the concept of impermanence.

Losing yourself completely into someone is a foolish thing to do.

Since, when they are gone, there is nothing left in you, too.

I had the time of my life, as you may call it, when I was 19. Too young to understand that it was something bigger to handle than just a bunch of differences between the two.

As i was walking down the blocks today, remembering all those days, there was a sweet smile on my lips, followed by a sigh on my face.

I realized that deep down inside, i don’t despise the concept of valentine’s..

May be, i just miss the period when even i had the time of my life!

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