Saturday, 18 August 2012

writinG is Like diviNg into A poOl of thoughts
and simplY penning them down :)

MEETING SOMEONE I ALREADY KNEW OF



AFTER THE SUMMER VACCATIONS, IT WAS OUR FIRST DAY AT SCHOOL. INQUISITIVE TO SEE AND MEET THE NEW STUDENTS MADE THE MORNING MORE EXCITING. THERE WERE BUTTERFLIES IN MY STOMATCH ON MY WAY TO SCHOOL UNLIKE OTHER DAYS IN GENERAL, I WANTED TO REACH SCHOOL AS FAST AS THE SCHOOL BUS COULD GET US THERE.



IN OUR CLASS WE ALL SAT AT THE BACK GOSSIPING ABOUT WHAT WE DID IN THESE VACCATIONS WHEN MY EYE WAS PRICKED BY A LONELY NEW COMER, SITTING AT THE FRONT DESK. AS ALWAYS I HAD TO BE THE FIRST ONE TO GREET HER BUT WHEN I TURNED TOWARDS HER MY CONFIDENCE SHATTERED AND I WAS SPELL BOUND. SHE WAS SOMEONE I ALREADY KNEW OF…MY CLASS THREE BEST FRIEND OR I WOULD SAY MY FIRST EVER “BEST BUDDY”. FOR ME FRIENDSHIP MEANT ONLY HER. SINCE MY KINDERGARDEN TILL CLASS THREE, WE WERE TOGETHER. BUT THEN I CHANGED MY SCHOOL AND SHIFTED TO A BOARDING . SO AS TIME PAASED BY….WE SAW LESS OF EACH OTHER AND THE KNOT BETWEEN US GRADUALLY LOOSENED.



SEEING HER IN G.D.G.P.S WAS UNEXPECTED. EVEN THOUGH WE MET AFTER 7 LONG YEARS, BOTH OF US RECOGNISED EACH OTHER AT A GLANCE. AFTER SPENDING SOME TIME TOGETHER, PIAGNANT RUSH OF MEMORIES GUSHED OVER US AND WE RECALLED THE DAYS SPENT TOGETHER.



I FEEL AS IF THOSE REJOICEFULL LAUGHTERS, MEANINGLESS FIGHTS AND CRAZY HOOTINGS…. HAV COME BACK IN LIFE WHICH I FOUND MISSING.



SHE IS “THE SOMEONE SPECIAL” IN MY LIFE

AS WE ARE ONE OF A KIND !





DOST



Aasman se utari hai, taron se sajai hai,

Chand ki chandani se nehlai hai.

Dost sambhaal k rakhna yeh dosti

 ye meri zindagi bhar ki kamai hai….



Zindagi bhar ki kamai hai…




Tum ho humraaz mere,ho saath mere

Jitna mai paa saku tum ko utna mai jeeti hu

Mai tumse bni ya tum mujhse

Bas tum bin main adhuri hu…




Woh din din nhi

Who raat raat nhi

Who pal pal nhi…jis pal tumahari baat nhi

Teri yaadon se maut hame alag kr sake

Itni to maut ki bhi aukaat nhi




Maayus hona gunha hota hai

Milta vahi jo kismat mein likha hota hai

Har chiz mile zaruri nhi…

Kuchh chizo k naa hone mein  bhala hota hai




Duriyon ki naa aap parwah kiya kijiye….

Dil jab bhi pukaare bula liya kijiye

Hum dur zyaada nhi hai aapse ..

Bas apni palko se palko ko mila liya kijiye..






you made me cry in my dreams when I dreamt of my life without you