non-sensical ##

i do not know what kept me from turning to you..
i used to love being in you..
may be anger..or rather you itself are the reason itself!!
i do not know..
whatever be it may..
like it had been ever important!!
you never walked with me!!! neither held my hand..
i thought you could read my mind!!!
but some statements can never be facts!!!

reel-ity

trouble comes in from every possible side or rather points, when you are screwed!!!!
to make sure your ability to surpass them with equal valour every time.... i'd rather show that testing machine my fingers!!! aren't they beautiful??
you miss your friends, your boyfriend, your bosses start developing aversion!!!!!
what else can go wrong....
phone calls forget their timings..texts forget the words...and money?? Oh it does fly away too..
and you think its all a mess too big to clear off!!!
time heals..they say... but time waits for none darling!!!!!
old flames .... *sigh*
and confusion in your blood..... so typical of you!!!!
wish life was a film for real..

metro

you occasionally go by the metro..hear it rambling and rattling..
get close to your boyfriends and girlfriends to speak and hear them... swinging and swinging..wanting the overhead railing to come down some day by an inch at least.. the entire networks..it streams into your body..
the darkness..peeping from the building door..
in her eyes too..you find them.. the lines underneath.. they draw up to welcome you..
the last drink goes for you..
and you go back to the network..laughing, drooling, thinking..
your boyfriends laugh with you..
the eyes still welcome you..




not that you know of.. but even then the rambling goes on..with the railing overhead..
you teach, preach .. and stubbornly create..
that is being... knowing to be.. going on with being..

profession

and days pass by the autumn wind.. being an architect!!!!!!
you don't even get to notice it.. you end up fascinating a chitchat with your favorite architect, dancing in your head..drawings, with dots and lines..innumerable..like those many words of frustration spoken everyday..
you are in love with that with that profession-mate of yours.. sheer magic..uh..but time runs you down..you get damned..or you damn it away..
brick comes in between pens and phone calls..
and questionnaires piss you off..with prowess to clear off things..


that ideal date..seashore apartment..or green lawns..with the freshness of the ambiance..wooden shades and checks..whites all over, with the black of sky..
.....its the future you foresee..or rather want
the coffee..the curtains..hide and seek..lays..coke..pepsi...
..........thats the 5 year interval!!!!!

non-sensical #

we start missing out a thing, only when we dont have it. like i had been missing out FB-ing these few days..checking out people's profiles..commenting..liking..

socialite, you must be thinking..

like i give a damn about it..

and you got tired answering people.. trifling questions..chaos..

they ditch you, your thoughts..you show them the middle finger..

and yet again they come nagging back at you..whining..

you cant describe them...and so lets even not consider them at first place..

and then years later..

they come back again..making pinch comments.. boasting(as always...).. thinking them to be THE "it" thing..even if they know the truth..

they'll still whine upon their greatness..

Doesnt mean really we miss them? i hope not...

PEOPLE.. as they are...