Monday, December 7, 2009

A Ghostwriter's Note

Everybody has a life of their own, the faster you see daylight the better.
Nobody waits for you nor cares for you, you are just another bus stop in their train journey.
When you think the time is just about right, everything is out of commission.
Your tear glands go dry but your eyes are wet enough to make things vaporous around you.
You listen you forget. You listen to it again, you want to forget and you forget. You listen to it yet again and this time around you are sweating it. Don't.
Learn to postpone emotions, its the best way to avoid any trifling commotion.
Many a time you are at the receiving end of transparent revulsions which you are totally unaware of.
You feel good, you feel bad and you suddenly cease to feel.
There is one thing that is always trying to roll over you; defer the indifference.

The time when all these thoughts strike, its just about tea time for people of a different time zone and people next to you are subjecting themselves to vagaries of just another rainbow....

Friday, December 4, 2009

Khayalon main...

Kabhi kabhi mere dil main khayal aatha hai
Tum saath nahi tho tumhari kami hi sahi
Tanhaaye main jhuk ke jee lenge
Yeh jeena koi matlab ka hai ya nahi