Life as it comes..

I am dressed in the most bright of colours but if only people could see past that into my dull life I talk loud , impolite - by civilized standards , to sell myself irony, that people don't search for the voice which was silenced long back, when it was raised to protect                                                                                                                                                               myself.. I stand by the road side to be 'picked' by someone years back, the same place from where i purchased my dolls .. I am no man's sister ,wife or daughter I a...

I have captured your reflection in my dark black kajal, your voice tinkles through my anklets, I have captured your love in the red of my lips, the essence of your smell in my perfume , I have captured your spirit and worn it as my earrings, they sway freely in the light breeze, I have captured your pride in my fierce red kumkum , my veil touches my skin the way you do , I have captured our lovely bond in my ring, your words to me lie as pearls on my neck , I have captured your all in me,      only to surrender my soul to you .............

I wander amidst barren deserts  searching for an oasis of your soul lie on the burning sand under the hot sun     but it is colder than the heat you bring along with your passion I dream that you'll come and quench my thirst with your moist lips      the sun closes its eyes -shy even at the nature of my thoughts stars fall like my falling dreams     the moon rises to throw light on my shadow I embrace it tight imagining it to be you            the desert seems endless                        and so does my journey in your search .... .............

They say I drink to forget my pain      they say I drink to forget your name They say I drink to remember those moments      they say i drink to find some solace They say I drink to forget your scent in it      they say I drink to feel you next to me They say I drink to hear your voice in me ...      and as I sit finishing another drink , all I can hear them say is ,                                                                                           that I drink ......

She lied there motionless after braving through five hours of labour pain she was in this sleep state after months of spending nights -sleepless and that angel beside her with big blue eyes was her only gain ... That night was a rough one but not rougher than her husband , who only wanted a son she thought of those dreams she had as a child of being married to a man ,one who would treasure his lady-so mild .. She was abandoned the moment they knew it was a girl baby an irony - being orphaned ,after she became a parent she thought it was a curse to her or a blessing in disguise maybe ?? and sought comfort in her baby's scent .. She cried her heart out holding those li'l feet but promised to raise her like a princess even if she had to beg on the street As they looked at each other,in their minds having their images -graven a beautiful story was being written above in heaven ........

I saw you in the crowd You were singing happy and aloud I could only notice that you've moved on in your life forcing me to drop my dreams of ,some day being your wife The bus in which I was sitting, moved too fast and hence just those few glimpses of you,in my memory, would last my heart felt that I should get down and come to you forever but , what if you choose to not recognize me ? For now or ever ...? I sat there feeling numb ,indifferent to the movements around  I wished someone would console me ,saying ,in life-what goes,comes around .. but the bus was filled with strangers now .. the strange part is that they felt more familiar to me than you , my love ... Maybe this is how life is , I thought , looking at the sun that while few enter your life with a reason ,the others last only a season  and while I sat there cherishing you for that one last time my stop arrived and that is where I had to stop my rhyme ...

              she looked back at him ,    his eyes could catch just the dimple of her one cheek            the breeze played its part perfectly and her dark brown tresses just flew in the air ..          it carried her beautiful scent to him            he just drowned in it ,dreaming of his life ahead with his beautiful bride  she just smiled more , counting the number of days left to  become entirely his ! ........