How...!?

How can a girl forget the enchanting glow of her skin or the blush that spreads upon her cheek when her beloved's name lights up her memory? How can she forget the radiant smile that plays upon her lips as she envisions the contours of his face?

How can she forget the longing within her heart as he gently kissed her nape? How can she forget the fineness of his fingertips as they stroked her tresses and his eyes that searched the depths of her soul?

How can she forget the first cup of tea that he made for her? Or the pasta that he slightly overcooked?

If someone has the answers.... I'm the one dying to know.

In this life, i've learnt ... Even those who say they love u & who probably do, are not they when u need them most. In such times, i hate 'love' most.

PriOrities in Life!

Coming to think of it, what exactly are one's priorities in life? The answer varies from person to person and is in most cases a bit too vague.We as humans, tend to change our priorities based on the difference in situations and time. But some of us like me, unfortunately, can not do so. I really wish I could. Having kept my relationship at the top-most of my priority list, I now understand the drawbacks. The foremost being "concentration." Once you lack concentration, the rest seems a haze, doesn't it?

His Sketchbook..!

In his sketchbook

I find, so many empty pages

That I wish time would fill

Or perhaps I could

Do it for him

So even when i'm not by his side

He could feel the warmth

Of every letter that I scribble

Across the pages that are left untouched.

I wish to be music to his ears,

The voice of his soul,

The hand that fits the spaces between his fingers.

Take away every element of emptiness,

Loneliness that lies within him-

And fill it all with a love so pure,

Purer than the smile I have,

Purer than the eyes I have...

Nahin Acha... !

Muhabat laffz* nahi acha,
Chalo tabdeel krte hain...
Barra hi dard deta hai,
Boht azeeyat bhi hoti hai,
Kisi ko dil mein rakhne se,
Khalish kuch barrh si jaati hai,
Kisi ka hath jo thaama,
Vo pal mein chhoot sakta hai
Kisi ko apna jo jana,
Paraya pal mein hota hai...
Muhabat laffz* nahi acha,
Chalo tabdeel krte hain,
Iss jazbay ko ab se hum,
Chalo taqdeer kehte hain!

* laffz = word

The Wedding Ring...

The wedding ring was similar to the one on the right.
However, his name was only engraved on one side...
He asked her why she was so keen about the placement of the name on just one side?
She smiled and told him that she wanted to wear the ring such that, whenever she looked at her palms, she would see his name and that whenever she raised her hand to prayer, she would see his name...

But she never knew that time shall turn and she would be left thinking about the name engraved on her wedding ring, as she used her palm to wipe the tears on her face.

A Random Thought...

I'm of the point-of-view that bitter words hurt far less than the sweet ones that were said out of love, but were never acted upon... I feel tears sting my eyes when I read something out of the past, where every letter holds intense emotions that stab at my heart. I then question myself: 'Why does one say things he/she never mean?' But I guess that's how it goes... when you're in love, it feels like you've the world in your hand & everything else seems hazy. At that point, you say things out of passion but as time goes by, the passion seems to fly out of the window. And then you're left with several stupid msgs in your cell phone that remind you of what you once felt.