It's time to move on..!

Every night I go to sleep,
A tear roll down from my eyes,
I don't know why my eyes are wet,
Maybe it's your absence they have felt,

Every night I go to sleep,
A tear roll down from my eyes,

So many years have passed,
And I've missed your presence,
Every person I used to look at,
I could see your reflection,
But what a fool I was,
My tears tells me now,

You were never meant for me,
Maybe you belonged to someone else,
But how could I know,
Coz my heart beated for you once,

Every night I go to sleep,
A tear roll down from my eyes,
I don't know why my eyes are wet,
Maybe it's your absence they have felt,

It's now time to tell my heart,
There is someone better for me,
He's waiting since I was born,
As he was born for me,

It's time to tell my heart,
Not everyone is lucky to meet the one,
Their heart skipped the beat once,

It's time to tell my heart,
To move on,
Life is enough to meet the right one,
It's time to move on...!!!

It's all over

Last night I kept waiting for you,
Last night I kept waiting for you,
U never told me that,
U were planning on me,
Leaving me all alone
Saying it's all over..
Last night I kept waiting for you,
I had a dream,
In my dream u were there,
Holding me close, in ur strong arms
If I have fall from the sky,
U will be there to catch me,
If I'll land on the thorns
U will be there to lay with me,
I had a dream,
In that dream u were true,
Unlike now, Planning on me
Killing me now, with ur soft lies,
Leaving me now by my side, all alone
Like a rock in the desert that what u have left me instead,
I had a dream,
In my dream I was alone,
Holding my heart, u played once,
Robbed by your touch, by ur words....
Last night I kept waiting for you,....

You are Special..!!

Gifts!! We all want to be blessed with some special gifts which will make us unique and different from the crowd. Yeah we all want it. It's a fight between self dignity and and our own self being. How many of us have thought atleast once in our life that, we have been bestowed with a special gift which make us different form our friends and people we meet in our everyday life ? I know we all have dreamt of being special in our own ways. Well till now if you have shed that feeling of being special coz now you think you are grown up and matured unlike the childish you, who used to think of being special every single day then it's time to renew your thinking about yourself.
Yes, I am old enough to be called matured and is perfectly tuned to the real world where I work to live my life in a way I want it to be, where I dream of being with a perfect man like any other women of my age would but still I haven't stopped myself from thinking that I'm special. I am special, I've a gift that makes me distinguished from the crowd, I have that  gift in me that I used to dream of when I was a kid. Don't call me immature coz it sounds like a childish thing!

Tell me, "What it feels like when you have a gift and you don't know how to use it, as you are unaware of it?" Will that gift counts as a gift? No, we won't count that as a gift because how can we count something as a gift which is of no use to us.
Imagine that you are running in the woods searching for your gift coz someone like me inspired you to search for your gift. You are running and running, looking around yourself searching for the gift. But do you really know, "what that gift looks like?", "what actually is that gift you are searching?" Most of us don't know it. So even if we come across our gift, we won't be able to recognize it and will keep searching for it here and there.
We know that we have a gift that makes us special and different form the rest but how to know that gift and use it to it's maximum potential?
The answer to the problem is setting yourself free and flow with the momentum around you. When you are running in the woods searching for your gift then set yourself  feelings free and and you will be directed towards your gift by the momentum of your will to find the gift. It sounds philosophical but there is no other way I can explain. It's like the universal law of attraction. When you truly want something then set your intentions clear and let yourself loose and the universe will guide you to your fate.
So the anthem is to let yourself free and flow.

Once you are near your gift it will make those childish fantasy true and for sure you will feel special as you too have a gift.

What happens when life becomes monotonous?

What happens when life becomes monotonous ? Do you enter into your grave and stay their waiting for life to switch to it's happening phase? Or you walk down the streets and try to do different stuff you never thought of doing as they did not fit to your schedule. What do you do when life becomes boring ??

I have this state almost every few weeks of a month, as a matter of fact there are only 4 weeks in a month. So out of 4 weeks, in 2 weeks life is pretty good and everything seems fresh, new ideas coming in and whatever task I've started seems to be working perfectly. It's like a bright sunshine I'm walking on. But what happens after those two weeks pass. Just like everytime I'm left with a question, "What should I do to get back the happening phase of my life which just passed away ?"
When life becomes monotonous , things seems to be enjoyed once, becomes boring, the things we found solace in becomes a complete no - no. Why does this boring phase comes in our life? Why can't we simply be in a phase where we keep on doing the things we love.
Suffering from monotonous days is not a new thing for me. But coping from it and starting over with life again is difficult. As a persistant victim of these monotonous days I have found two ways in which I can take my life as and turn it all over again. For some days I try to stay alone but inside my mind, I stay in my coffin. And when I'm over with the thought of being dead I try to open myself to new adventures which I may not be doing if I wasn't forced to enter into these monotonous days. Trying out new things doesn't mean going on a complete new adventure but rather trying new things with your work you used to love before entering into these monotonous days, because starting anything new within these days will demand lot of energy which our energy reservoir won't be agreeing with, so doing something different in the old work may help in beating these monotonous days.

For the last week I've been suffering from these monotonous days and when I was done with staying in my grave I thought of trying out this new trick of taking new adventures and adding new things to the work I usually do. However there are lot of things I have not started which I used to do before entering these days but now I don't have mood for them, so cannot start with new things in them. I love composing music on my guitar. I don't do it regularly but only when I'm in mood of making a new piece. I also like writing poems and articles, they are like a medium of communicating with myself and with the ones reading them. But when I enter into these monotonous days I simply leaves everything I love to do and my first reaction is entering into my grave like a coward. Yeah, it's not a brave act one do while facing something hostile. But I'm not  a full blown coward, I try to come back to all these things I loved, but sitting on the computer and trying to write something becomes so tough that the thoughts I have can not find the write words. So many times I have sat to write but end up in shutting the PC. The same thing happens with music, thoughts just dries up, creativity vanishes and all I'm left with is monotonous days haunting over me, not knowing when they goona leave.

But this time I've tried something new, the second option in the list, that is trying out different stuff  I never thought I would be doing. This time I set my thoughts free, and let my hands write whatever my mind have to say not thinking that whether it will be grammatically correct or meaningless. I set myself free and let my fingers play on the  tunes of my thoughts without judging , how is it sounding or will someone like it. I think I have found the solution to overcome these monotonous days which makes our life hell and cut us apart form it. Well while writing this article I have set my thoughts free and let my fingers connect directly with my thought and hey look, I have wriiten so much after a very long time. It feels good when you overcome something you thought was more powerful. The main thing I learned is that what is more important before accomplishing a goal is, settiing our sprits free and let them show their magic, that's why Life is called a  MAGIC WAND!! 

Waiting..!!

All these years I’ve been waiting 4 u,

N now I'm still waiting,

I have a question for u,

Are u too waiting,


As u can see my baby, its getting harder,

Day by day the heat is scorching,

And the things around us, are going drier,

The pool of love is shrinking..


Every now n then rainy clouds come,

Giving me a hope ,

That their might be a sign of me, in ur heart n soul,

But they just thunders n lighten the sky,

Leaving with the storm that follows,

And leaves my heart dried

And crying for you, that may never come...


All these years I’ve been waiting 4 u,

N now I'm still waiting,

I don't know, how long may it take,

To take you out of my heart,


As u can see my baby, its getting harder,

Day by day the heat is scorching,

N the things around us are going drier,

The pool of luv is shrinking....

                    "All these years I've been waiting for you, N now m still waiting"

22 years of existence..!

Life has been good, sometimes great and sometimes challenging. But all I can recall in these 22 years of journey that I'm still sailing on a boat which is being sailed by the winds of change.
Everytime when life changes it's course I keep resisting coz I am not that much spontaneous. But this time, after so many years I have thought to take a chance and trust these winds, at last they say that there is a reson behind every occurence. I do not know whether I will be able to accept these changes with arms wide open or like everytime, I will turn my back and run so fast that they can not catch me.

"It's hard to break those walls which one created to protect oneself from the pain and torture of estranged relationships.."

Capturing the Beauty

                    "As I walk on the sunshine, I capture thy beauty with my camera"