Blissfully inhaled and exhaled

When in playgroup she was clueless of it Often she would question mom of the magalsutra Often she would question her wearing sindoor And when she grew to enter pre-primary She came to know a word called marriage Enjoying the music and ice cream in the marriages she grew older And then there came a day when she played a game With her Barbie. Asking mom to buy her a saree and jewels And of course find the best groom for her Barbie When old enough to think of hers She was nervous, scared and numbed by the thoughts of it. She had someone she wanted She had someone her parents wanted to be hers She had few dreams to fulfil before it She had certain goals to conquer before it And also were the best reasons to build a wall around her When the noise come music of marriage was bought up She then started throwing hints  Into the air In the mail box In the talks And wherever possible Of her feeling for him Of how she wants to be with him She felt a bit less ner...

He was always a rock Yelling for lower grades Bothered by my laziness Worried for the company I kept for hanging out And hating all of them for both reasons, At least for me. It didn't come planned It was Christmas night So I was at the party For rejoicing with red Monk and vodka's of course Accompanying the so found better half of mine. I love wine I love beer And vodka are my crushes So no doubt I was all into them And the climax of night came in front me dancing My better half in the arms Arms not mine , lips of course not mine Because I was kissing the Red Monk And indeed you be yourself when you are drunk Like the humans out there say. So my love, beer , wine and vodka found the truth of my love And I being a boy still cried out the vodka and the wine And somehow I was on the door knocking not sneaking And he opened the door And the miracle happens Christmas night miracle All the hangover just vanishes off without the lime juice And I ...

Walking up She felt the winter being hard on her She just pulled of the curtain to see the clouds, fog and the sun Fog was more clear than the clouds and the sun The grass was rejoicing with the dews Like alot many shots after another But they don't get hangover of it I guess 90 days for continuous glass if shots Inspite of the blanket hugging her She felt the need of warmth; Not the summer but warmth able to hold her winter Walking into the kitchen She found you making her favorite thing The cup of tea smelling basil, ginger , cinnamon and alot of milk changing it's shade due to tea leaves She just threw the Thank you to you and flew with her cup She was always so committed to herself and Time with her favorite things Now it was time to see the fog settle on the road, in the air and everywhere It was time to see the sun rising up cold not hot for a change It was time to see the blue amongst the white clouds She took her dairy and the ink of course ...

Since it was bothering her so she penned She penned and the dairy escaped from her hands She was suffocating so she inhaled and exhaled through the inks But ink just evaporated She said to her mom She was surviving through something that she thought Was demon to her breaths and life She narrated the story of her dairy , ink and mom's view to her friends They just yawned it She cried it to the mirror She sobbed it to the pillow They were good listeners so they were quite She went to the hills Called out everything in the highest pitch to the valleys But it was hollow enough to gulp i t She opted for a long drive To whisper it to the winds  But then they were too fast to hault to hear her whispers She opted for songs Where often different lyrics rhyme to same heart Then is deaf for the rest shout outs No matter what you choose, life has it's own complains and plans .  Just bring in action whatever you want Logics of brain Beats of hearts...

She often thought why was it him Trying to understand the reason Why was it you She traverses back To the days When you both were friends Or may be friends with benefits just. Then with a sudden wave of time You became a gem in the crowds eye And it was so not digest able She ponder on every bit of it But no clues to the heroism in you Like the moving clouds  She moved to a place Where there were alot many heros But she choose to wrap your name, In the cover of a close friend She just choose your name Not you And life played a trick Something inside her choose you As a cosy place Besides her head With the autumn leaves She was falling for the gift wrapped with your name But then may be it should be called arrange love

Pushing you away is like Exhaling without inhaling Walking from you seems Like on the road with known end Ironically walking with you is like hiraeth But it's chills the nerves Living a moment with known span is sad Living a unexpected moment unaware of it's life is a happy thing & You are her's happy thing She had just slammed the door on your face Asking you to stay away Both of you know why She inked you She inked each bit of your story Both of you inhaled through the ink Not admist the trees and the human beings Is this how two people not meant for inhale Shook by your name in the midnight Still clueless on the fact that Are you her's nightmare or a dream She doesn't check you besides her A universe exists between you two So she just checks the notifications The still sleepy eyes are consious enough to not find your name She hugs the pillow refraining your soul And sleeps again to rest her body Thinking of you is a medicin...

The wine glass was in the air Whom to toss Whom to cheer Whom to open the shampen To the girl 24,563 days old Who was much of a nerd A silent corner awaiting a crowd to rush to her A helping hand for a bunch A passing smile for a countable one And not existing for the rest Teachers called her obedient asking her to open up But what was she supposed to open up to  Naval promises  Fake smiles Buttery talks Be a society and not herself She choose herself then Or To the girl 23,996 days old Keeping books in one hand and Trying to be her inner self With a friend found in the crowd lost in school Complimenting to cheerful male smiles Taunting her friend for the crush she had found For matching the shades of the thread Under the word coincidence For crossing paths unexpectedly And then being a less of nerd and more of her heart She choose a blend But it's called average , tagged by society of 21st century Still she choose herself Or To t...

She was out walking the lane Along with the chills of winter And when it's winters It always hot that people prefer A cup of tea with bundle of pages under title A blanket either on the couch with love or On the bed with a horror on the screen Her mom preferred gossips with dad against the bornfire But she used to stroll against the lake in the city With freezed leaves still rustling to the cold wind With the waves of water cold enough to make noise With his thoughts Not whom she adores in the office Not whom she adored in college Not whom she finds cute while just passing a thousand other But someone she is still awaiting A soul that rejoice with the kid in her A soul that won't question her silence A soul who would make legs dance, Which often are lazy to dance along the beats of her favorite song A soul that mom says she made for her Not just to complete her but, Whom she would complete Not by accompanying him in the rest ages But by being his...

She was playing the game Where the rose has to leave it's petal Just to help her determine if he loves her She hadn't rejoice any bit of it The day when it shook her hard Was when she wanted to know the answer of her WHY? Why was she feeling so attached to soul Never touched Why was she so concerned for him Even though she is or was barely part of his 24 hours and beyond Why was she so thoughtful of his thoughts Although they had nothing in common to pounder on Why was she moved by the echos of his name Earlier it was just a name lost in crowd And now the only name she was finding in all the list She had never danced along with the feeling of having him The day when they had met was a disaster But then it was bit friendly but, Not like that makes one's heart to skip a bit She wanted to know the answers of HOW ? How can she fall for a person when is not there besides her anymore How can love happen in someone's absence How can all permutati...