Jealous??!

When you came in my life, you were toothless,

I thanked God for I felt blessed,

Everything in my life built around with you as its centre,

Every trouble made used to be a joint venture,

Your laughter used to make me smile,

Because of you I was no more a lonely child,

Together we fell, together we cried,

Together we laughed till the tears dried...

Whenever your eyes drooped and you felt sad,

My heart used to stop and I used to feel bad,

My life was all about you,

We used to be like a two men crew,

And then she came,

And everything changed,

Now all you wanted was, SHE,

And you literally forgot me,

When sometimes you were in my presence,

You just talked about her, but to me it made no sense,

Still I used to show some interest,

But deep in my heart She was always a pest,

Whenever your love boat was hit,

You always remembered me, this was true shit,

From the very start,

I hated her with my full heart,

For she had stolen him form me

But what actually felt bad was that you thought I was Jealous....

The Dream

He was new in town, that’s all the people of Mayur Vihar knew about Mohan. He appeared to be in a world of his own, walking around the block with a proudy air and a conceited tone, he was topic of most jokes at tea corners. One fine day, Ravi and his friends approached this alien and challenged him, “Can you go around Delhi in a single day? And that too on your own?”.

Sick as he was, Mohan accepted the challenge without any further thoughts.

Ravi helped him board a bus towards Old Delhi. He and his friend had a good laugh that day, they wondered how far Mohan would have gone before realizing that the bus was headed off to Agra.

Meanwhile, on the bus, when Mohan found out that he was fooled, he climbed down of the bus, muttering a variety of swear words for the benefit of any passerby who wanted to listen. He wandered aimlessly through the lanes and roads of Delhi. He circled the whole of Cannaught Place, sizzled his taste buds with the delicious delicacies of Old Delhi. Visited the India Gate, saw the Red Fort and had even washed himself in the Yamuna(which he later understood was a bad bad mistake). It was nearing evening and the street lights had began popping up. He smiled to himself with a fleeting feeling that he had a;ready won the challenge. Exhausted Mohan hauled a DTC, strongly believing that it would take him to his home, in Mayur Vihar. But little did he know that he had now entered a totally new area, or a warzone as one should call the crowds of a DTC bus. Out of nowhere the ticket collector materialized in front of him and demanded his ticket. He told him that he needed one, which the ticket collector produced from thin air. “Five rupees”, the ticket collector said gruffly.

“Wait a second”, said Mohan and reached his wallet, or the place where it should have been,” My wallet, its gone….!!”, He grasped.

“Enough, I have had enough of these dirty tricks in my career….get off before I get you beaten into pulp….!!”, he pushed Mohan out of the bus.

His first DTC ride had been a nightmare…..”May you burn in hell you wretched DTC…………!!”, shouted Mohan after the DTC bus. He wandered across this new dark terrain, the bus had dropped him in a totally lonely spot. Even the street lights weren’t working properly. Mohan quickened his pace. He cursed the ticket collector, the street lights, the pick pocket who had stolen his wallet, he cursed the roads, the skies, the gods and even the president of the country, he cursed everything.

Here he was, penniless on the streets of a city he was unfamiliar with and to top it all….he was LOST…..! Unable to contain himself he shouted, “What else could go wrong….?!”. No sooner had he said that, the rain gods generously poured water to his devoted devotees…..!

“Wicked”, shouted Mohan and started running in search of a shelter, the last thing he wanted was to die of hypothermia. He blindly ran towards the corner of the street, when he reached there he was blinded by a strong white light. “GOD…..?”

HONK! HONK!

Ok it wasn’t God, it was a DTC bus. 5638, the number plate read.

Mohan was unaware of DTC’s reputation of crushing anyone who tried to cross them. By the time he realized that the bus wasn’t stopping anytine soon….it was too late…..!

* * *

Rohit woke up in cold sweat. He couldn’t believe what he just dreamt of. Dreadful. The expression of that man still lingered in front of his eyes. He drank some water and smiled to himself, just a dream, he told himself.

* * *

Next morning Rohit told his friend Manish about his dream.

“You have lost it man! I am telling you!” , that was all Manish muttered.

In the library period, Rohit was reading the newspaper when he came across a small piece of news,

“ MAN FOUND DEAD ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF MEHRAULI, OFFICIALS SAY WAS WORK OF A DTC BUS. THE TIRE MARKS HAVE LED TO A BUS WITGH A REGISTERED DELHI NUMBER, 5638. PRIME SUSPECT WAS THE DRIVER WHO FLED PRIOR TO THE ACCIDENT.”

Strangely the number on the paper reminded Rohit of his dream and realization stuck him like a brick. He was too stunned to say anything. The incident was way too perfect to be a coincident.

He nudged Manish and told him his latest foundings.

This time Manish took some more interest and when Rohit ended with his conclusion, he mumbled with great feeling” WHOA, you have the power to forsee death…….!”

* * *

That night Rohit was reluctant to go to bed, wondering who he might see dying tonight…..

Winters

So beautiful are these falling droplets,
So soothing, so calming,
But is it charming enough to be the reason,
The reason why my heart beats so loudly,
At nights why I can't sleep soundly..
The clouds in the sky,
Day and night, they shout, they cry...
Looking up at them I wonder,

Why them?
They are so big, so ferocious,
So beautiful, so mighty,
Then what causes them this dilemma....?
Then one night it thundered,
My heart cried, along with the rain,
As the wind increased, so did my pain......
The sound of the rain was deafening,

For me the face of the truth was deigning,

In my head, my thoughts were banished,
The love that was once had vanished,
My question was answered,
The dilemma was justified,
The clouds had to part from their beloved skies,
To fall on the land to quench its thirst,
So depressing was this thought,

That tears to my eyes it brought,

And my tears washed away my ignorance,

I understood the game of life,

Every moment in itself was a strife,

The rains would stop,

And the winters will come,

Learning from Mother Nature

I tried to let my life nurture,

I realized,

I had to let her go,

So that the barren winters could show…

Valentines Day

To you I may be nothing,
But for me you are everything,
Everything that I want to live for,
Everything that I would like to die for,
Everything that I want to work for
Everything that I would fight for
People adviced, that you weren’t my type
That you were too elegant for me
But I paid no heed to them,
Till the sun burns
Till the moon shines,
I want you to be mine,
They warned me to stay away from you
But my heart reacted out of the blue
Now its forever yours,
Its thumping,
Like the waves beating on the shores….
I asked her to accept it,
But she gave me a look,
And asked me to stop this shit….
My heart got shattered,
My story, it got tattered…..
I replied a mild ‘okay’,
But in my mind I thought,
“Here goes another valentines day……..!!”

Through The Window

Peeping down from my bedroom window,
Waiting for her beautiful face to show,
Among the numerous ones below..
Then she came,
Even in the crowd, I could easily make out her gliterring eyes..
Those glittering eyes for which one could die..
She was like a gust of cold wind,
Knocking the breath out of me,
My lungs couldn't get enough air,
My eyes fought for their fair share,
I couldn't help, all i could do was stare......!
She held a strange glow about her,
Everywhere she went, she spread happiness around her.....!
I wanted to be a part of her surroundings....
Everything she touched, everything she felt..
I wanted her to hear my breath,
Hear my heart pounding........!
Her smile had a hypnotising radiance,
It gave me mysterious warmth.....!
I wanted to compliment on her sweet, looking hair...
But I just couldn't dare........!!
And then just like she had come,
She disappeared from my view,
Suddenly, the world went dry,
I wasn't at all feeling that shy.....!
Alas, I couldn't call out to her....!
Now I had to wait for another long day,
Hoping, that tomorrow will be our special day,
Finally I'll have something to say........!!
It was last september...and now its may......!
Yet, whenever I saw her, all I could do was...look,look and look.......!!
Oh crap......!! I think I am bloody hooked.........!!

Another Life


Two roads diverged in the woods,
No matter which one I took,
I had to face death,

It was a plot to get me killed,
To fool the plot, one had to be very skilled,
But I was no Ignotus,
Inside my brain everything was rust,
I couldn’t fool death,
I couldn’t do anything to keep alive my breath,
I had lost all hope,
There was no bloody scope,
My eyes got wet,
The trap was all set,
I wanted to get out of it,
I asked death to stop this shit,
But he wouldn’t budge,
He was holding some old grudge,
I was almost crying, my head almost frying,
But in this pain, I had a thought,
A thought that shot through my body,

I was no more afraid,
With no regret for the things I have done,
For the things I have said,
With a grin on my face,
And a violent shrug,
I ran towards death and gave him a hug,
Death was happy, he thought he had won,
But he knew nothing,
There were things far more worse than death,
Losing loved ones, untimely separations,
Relationships that caused devastations,
And the jagged shards of the broken heart,

And things that went wrong since the start,

So with him I went ahead,
With these thoughts in my head,
Death assumed that victory was his,

But he still had many things to learn,
Though there was still so much to be done

With unsuccessful attempts and things undone,

My life ended

Yet I was happy,

Because,
There is always another life,
In which I can again try………!!

A Quarrel




My heart was broken
And I was very sad
Though it was a summer morning
The weather was very bad.

Even her heart was in pain
Our friendship had got its first black stain
We both took different paths
True as it’s said,
“No one can escape violence’s wrath."

Neither our eyes met
Nor did we talk
But we both missed
Those sweet grins and mocks

No one could forget that night
Night when we both had a fight
Fallen apart was our empty friendship barrel
Because we both got involved………..
In a deadly QUARREL…

A to Z of Wizarding world

HERE ARE THE CHARACTERS,PLACES,BEASTS,ETC OF HARRY'S WIZARDING WORLD-

A-Albus Dumbledore(Head Master of Hogwarts School)

B-Basilik(A huge serpent which lived in the Chamber of Secrets)

C-Centaurs(Half man and half horses)

D-Diagon Alley(A hidden wizarding district in London)

E-Elder wand(A wand which will always make it's owner to win over his opponent)

F-Fawkes(The pet Pheonix of Dumbledore)

G-Grawp(A gaint and Hagrid's half brother)

H-Hagrid(The game keeper of Hogwarts School)

I-Imperius Curse(A curse used to control somebody out of his will)

J-James Potter(Fahter of Harry)

K-Kings Cross Station(A wizarding railway station)

L-Lily Potter(Harry's mother)

M-Mad-Eye Moody(Harry's DADA teacher in his fourth year and a mamber of the Order)

N- Narcissa Malfoy(Draco Malfoy's mother and a Death Eater)

O-Order of the Pheonix(A secret society made by Dumbledore to fight Voldemort and his followers)

P-Pheonix(A holy creature in the wizarding world)

Q-Harry's DADA teacher in his first year)

R-Ron Weasley(One of Harry's closest friend)

S-Sirius Black(Harry's Godfather and his father's best friend)

T-Triwizard Cup(An inter school competition)

U-Umbridge(Harry's DADA teacher in his fifth year)

V-Voldemort(The darkest wizard ever known)

W-Werewolves(Men who turn in a wolf on a full moon night are called werewolvae)

X-Xenophilius Lovegood(Luna Lovegood's father)

Y-Yaxley(A Death Eater)

Z-Zonkos Joke shop(A shop in Hogs Meade,a wizarding village near Hogwarts School)

The Number "SEVEN'

Don't you think that the number seven is compared to other numbers is special?

But I think so.Do you know why?It's because there are 7 days in a week,in Indian Mythology there are stars known as the seven sages,during Indian Weddings the bride and the bridegroom take seven 'pheras' 'the Justice League(a cartoon series)has got seven main heroes and last but not the least there is no divisibility rule for seven!

(The Justice League)

7 is known as the lucky number and even the holy number.

DEADLY SEA

The night was silent,
The sea wanted violence.

The powerful waves,
Were washing the caves.
Trying to kill the strong will,
Of the people traveling on the deck.

Scaring the children making them cry,
Stalking the ships, traveling in the night.

Then I saw that dangerous wave,
Thrown by the sea towards me.

It just crashed into the ship,
The ship felt it like a whip
And broke into pieces.
Throwing men and women in the churning water.
Separating mothers and fathers from sons and daughters.

It got what it wanted,
And left us all haunted.
Hanging for dear life,
Hoping the nightmare would pass by the night.