No, no I am not getting married by any chance. It is just that sometimes I feel like dying. Whatever that means.I mean this becomes crucial and of course I become very fidgety with the things. How I want do certain things and of course,yeah that means doing it my way. And perfection has no end, madness has no ends. Thing is over but I am slightly tired now. A walk must help?
Or a pause.
Always, amazed by the energy,vibrancy and my zeal,
to jump into hot bubbling soup.
What a coup!
Still, yes, it is nice to be me.
Absolutely this sounds where the mind shall stop being it? I have no clue.And why am I expected everytime to have morbid clues?
I can be as lost as anyone else.I can be clueless as hell, I have no idea what all my talks are about. I know only the fact that my call is mostly the uncalled for. I breathe the euphoria when I breathe. I go lost in the sense hyperbole of disbelief
How far off you would move away from me,my beloved dream?
I would keep finding you back, I would chase you to an extreme.
Ours is a dream love story, that goes beyond every extreme.
I am not sure,you too are unsure, my dream!
We’ll still make it to each other,Dream?
Can you hear me as I hear you,Sweet heart??
आज एक अजीब सी ही स्थिति है , किवाड़ बंद है,
खिड़कियाँ खुली हैं।
आसमान की लबालब परतें हैं ,
किवाड़ बंद हैं,
झरोखें खुले हैं।
पक्षी आज़ाद हैं , उड़ान है , आसार हैं ,
किवाड़ बंद हैं,
पंख खुले हैं।
कुछ सोच के रस्मो रिवाज़ों में बांधें हैं ,
यह किवाड़ क्यों बंद हैं ?
क्या मैं दस्तक दे कर देख तो लूँ?
मुझे भ्रम हैं ,
इसके पार कोई है।
I have always felt at the back of my mind that something has been there that beckons me, tells me to stray and reach there on the other end of the skies. I just quietly sit and watch.
I watch and it fades off quietly to reappear and repeat it.
Quiet is the day.
I might have no need for anybody today.
Just very much myself, I want do what I want do.
Just very quietly.
Spend time with myself.
Either I want read,eat drink & sleep or
I want clean.
I am for myself today.
With me today.
By myself today.
I want say this: there are times I just want you,
minus our usual fond coupling.
Just, no mind.
‘But’ at height.