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I never take a risk...

I never take risk while drinking… When I come home from office in the evening, wife is cooking, I can hear the noise of utensils in the kitchen, I stealthily enter the house, Take out the bottle from the bar, Guru Nanak is looking at me from the photo frame, But still no one is aware of it, Because I never take a risk... I take out the glass from the rack above the old sink, Quickly enjoy one peg, Wash the glass and again keep it on the rack, Of course I also keep the bottle inside my cupboard, Guru Nanak is giving a smile, I peep into the kitchen, Wife is cutting potatoes, No one is aware of what I did, Because I never take a risk... I ask: Any news on Iyer's daughter's marriage, She says: Nope, she doesn't seem to be that lucky. Still they are looking out for her, I again come out; there is a small noise of the black cupboard, But I don't make any sound while taking out the bottle, I take out the glass from the old rack above sink, Quickly enjoy one peg, Wash the bott

जीने की आस (ജീവിക്കാന്‍ ഒരു പ്രേരണ)

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हर एक पल जैसे सदियों सी गुजरती हुई , तुझमे मिली हुई, मुझे मेरे जैसा बनाती हुई ... तेरे साथ बिताए लम्हों की याद हज़ारों दर्द एक साथ उमद्द्थी हुई ... विश्वास की तुम मुझे कई ज्यादा चाहती हो, जितना की में तुम्हे चाहता हूँ ... विश्वास की किसी भी पल तुम मेरे पास लौट के आओगी बस अब यही जीने की आस रह गई है.... In Malayalam, it translates to... ഓരോ നിമിഷവും യുഗങ്ങളായി തള്ളി നിക്കുന്ന നിന്നില്‍ അലിഞ്ഞു ചേര്‍ന്ന, എന്നെ ഞ്യാന്‍ ആകിയ നിന്‍റെ ഓര്‍മ്മകള്‍ ഒരു ആയിരം വിങ്ങലായി വരുംഭോഴും ഞ്യാന്‍ നിന്നെ സ്നേഹികുനതിനെ കാല്‍ ഏറെ നീ എന്നെ സ്നേഹിക്കുന്നു എന്ന വിശ്വാസം ഏത് നിമിഷവും എന്‍റെ അടുത്ത് എത്തുമെന്ന വിശ്വാസം എന്നെ ജീവിക്കാന്‍ പ്രേരിപിക്കുന്നു ...

Yeh Saazish hai Boondon ki...

Dedicated to the rains in Bangalore; and to the "subject" in these lines... ;-) Lines from the movie Fanaa [2006, Hindi] ... .......................................................................................................... Yeh Saazish Hai Boondo Ki, Koi Khwahish Hai Chup Chup Si Dekho Na... Hawa Kuch Hole Hole, Zubaan Se Kya Kuch Bole Kyun Doori Hai Ab Darmiyaan Dekho Na... Phir Na Hawaayein Hongi Itni Besharam Phir Na Dag Mag Dag Mag Honge Yeh Kadam Saawan Yeh Seeda Nahin Koofiya Bada Kuch To Baraste Hue Keh Raha Samjo Na... Hawa Kuch Hole Hole, Zubaan Se Kya Kuch Bole Kyun Doori Hai Ab Darmiya Dekho Na... Jugnu Jaisi Chaahat Dekho Jale Mujhe Meethi Si Mushkil Hai Koi Kya Karen Hoton Ki Arzi Aisi Tukhrao Na Saanson Ki Marzi Ko Jutlao Na Chulo Na... Hawa Kuch Hole Hole, Zubaan Se Kya Kuch Bole Na Doori Hai Ab Darmiya Dekho Na...

I Hate...

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair... I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare... I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind... I hate you so much it makes me sick, it even makes me rhyme... I hate the way you are always right, I hate it when you lie... I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry... I hate it when you are not around, and the fact that you didn't call... But most of all I hate the way I don't hate you, not even close, not even a li'l bit, not even at all...

She Was...

She Was... She was sunshine and moonlight, The stars in the skies; The beat of my heart, The light in my eyes. The sparkle on snow, On a cold winter day; The sweet sound of laughter, Of children at play. The whisper of raindrops, The soft morning dew; The song of dove, In a sky kissed by blue. She was music of angels, The air filled with song; The dance in my heart, The right to all wrong. She was peace and contentment, A calm in the storm, A sweet paraadise, So safe and so warm. She was beauty and harmony, A joy to my soul; The part that is gone, Where once I was whole. She was...