If only he knew...

If only he knows, if only.

If only he knows how I feel,

When he stares at other women,

From top to heel.

If only he knows how I feel,

When he ignores me.

Feelings, I have to conceal.

Ours is a special relationship,

Like no other.

We’re best friends, perhaps more;

Or only I think so. 

Sometimes I feel,

I love him to the core.

But he, he’s not aware…

Not aware of the Heart he tore.

I am no expert,

When it comes to love.

Is it restricting?

Or does it let you fly free, like a dove?

I may or may not love this man.

What I do know is,

My happiness lies in his.

If only he knew…if only.

Life

We all love our parents don't we? And of course, our parents loved their parents didn't they? Then I have one question; why were old age homes invented?

Sure everything revolves around money today. That's a fact. Fact fact fact. Am sure Mr Gradgrind from Charles Dickens' 'Hard Times' would be so proud of me for saying this. No emotions involved...just a mechanical life: Go to work, make money, come home, eat, shit, sleep, wake up the next day and do it all over again.

Has it never occurred to the kids who dump their parents in old age homes that their parents could have dumped them in an orphanage as well? Or left them on the streets? But they didn't! They took care of you; when you lied, they scolded you; when you were down, they encouraged you; when you hurt yourself, they took care of you. How do you have the heart to dump someone who gave birth to you? Who brought you into this world? Who made you who you are today?

Life is too short to live mechanically. It's the small things in life we need to appreciate. It's the people in our lives who make a difference. I learned recently:

"One day, you need to have someone with
whom you can look back at these memories..."
Photograph by: Tanushree Dwivedi

It took time, but I learnt to live.

However be the days, I have learnt to live,

Now I have known this, what's happiness and what's sorrow;

Both are weathers of two moments;

Neither they wait nor stay.

Life gets made of two colours, 

Now angry, now placated.

This, this is here...

- Der lagi lekin maine ab hai jeena seekh liya, Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara.

Learn to live, yes. Seize the moment, yes. Make memories, yes. But never do these things alone. One day, you need to have someone with whom you can look back at these memories. Family, friends, strangers, lovers...everyone means something at some point in your life. 

A Dream of Reality

It's not a dream; it is reality.

I walk under the dark sky,
Hoping something will catch my eye,
I look up, with hope in my heart,
I see nothing, but it's just a start.
Everything seems so gloomy;
It is a dream of reality.

I see a mysterious figure,
It's approaching, nearer and nearer,
I run away from it
And walk into another street.
Everything seems so gloomy;
It is a dream of reality.

This street looks more familiar,
I walk faster, feeling merrier.
I reach my destination and open the gate,
And I realize, am really late!
Everything is not so gloomy,
It's not a dream; it is reality.