I Love You!

I love you. A three-word sentence. A meaningful(???) assembly of eight alphabet of English, two spaces and a punctuation sign. The sign depends upon the tone of sentence. For example; if Kajol says this to Shakti Kapoor, the sign will be a question mark, if Ravi Kishen says this to Shruti Hasan, it will be a note of exclamation if Ajay Devg(a)n says this to anybody, you are supposed to assume a full stop after it. An assembly of eleven characters - it sounds too big to the chat savvy generation and toooooo smaaaalll to the girls. Definitely, a sentence which communicates Gigabytes (universally, accepted as unit of digital emotion)of emotion can not, should not be 11 characters long. At least love can not be a four letter word. It is "hate" which is a four letter word.
How do girls write "I love you."?
I loooooooovvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeeeeeee Yooooooooouuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!
If they find it too big to fit into an SMS; they can write it a bit smaller but will always pronounce it in an elongated form. I always feel that for guys, this is an acronym. You need to be a girl to be able to expand it.
Okay, what does this phrase mean?
"I love you." (girls, please allow me to use the acronym) is an english sentence and as per the norms of english grammar every sentence should have a subject and a predicate. Here;
Subject is "I" and "love you" is the predicate.
This "love you" predicate has a three step mechanism.
Prey-decay-eat.
Yes, it preys you ego, your individuality, etc. decays them and finally eats them. Who is the "it"? Guess!! Yes, the subject - "I".
In legal terms, it is a legal draft which appears as a merger proposal but actually is an acquisition proposal.
Yes, when the subject "I" sees potential in "You", it drafts this proposal with an intention to overtake, acquire.
What are the required potential?
You should be eager to lose yourself and become someone.
You are not a person who knows who he is. (I think this criterion has been qualified by everyone.)
If a dog barks at you incessantly, you should not get pissed off and should try hard to decipher what he is trying to say.
You have no desire to win an argument especially if it is about hygiene, societal mind set, our culture, tradition and latest trends.
You should be smart but should have an ability to act insane sometimes; just to cheer up the subject.
You should know the basic etiquette such as in front of a girl one should not discuss politics, foreign issues (if it is not about Brad Pitt, Micheal Jackson, Roger Fedrer and Nicholas Surkozy), economic impact (until and unless it does not affect the demand-supply curve of cosmetics).
There are some more criteria which are not compulsory. They can make you more vulnerable. Some of them are;
If a big fan of SRK, Paulo Cohelo, Richard Bach and Nelly Furtado.
If you hate people like Rahul Mahajan, Shiney Ahuja, Anand Jon etc.
If you can keep on searching for a pair of matching trousers for you blue-vertical-strip-full-sleeves-shirt for half an hour and after finding one reorganise the wardrobe before leaving for your workplace.
If you wear a Cologne endorsed by John Abrahim.

Note: In the past, it was assumed that sports was a big no-no for girls but from last few years this trend has changed. Now they relish Dhoni, Fedrer and Hamilton with great enthusiasm. So, flaunt sports as much as you can, if you want to get h(a)unted!

Lit a Candle

Feelings and desires fuel introspection
just let them do whatever they do
untie the hands of you feelings
believe me; they are not going to strangle you
domains of desires might not intersect
they can find harmony in coexistence

the more you suspect the more you fumble
to get a grip on your alter ego
the one bound to exist within you
he can split you into strands
or can become a needle to interweave you
how to use him is up to you

your head is a pessimist
the world is not as black as it thinks
open your eyes and face the sun
it reflects the rays of your hope
overcome the dark
lit a candle within you

Eternal End

At the end of every journey
i find a new path
in the hope of dawn
i am dwelling the dark
though my feet have never stoped
life has come to a standstill
the more i run; the more i get lost
in the woods of wish and will.

Expensive one!

My heart was fed up of being real,
it decided to venture the field considered surreal.
The world tried to convince him,
“Dear, the chance of success is dim.”
But heart was determined,
He knew, a pact with destiny had been signed.

He joined the foray called “Prove yourself to you”.
In the beginning, he had no clue,
What should be the destination and how to pave the way?
Nothing inside him had anything to say,
Head had managed to get his soul asleep,
it was the aftermath of his past reap.
Nothing comes free, everything has a cost,
But when the cretin paid the priceless just to get lost.

No Kidding

No one wants to be a kid,
You do everything to get rid.
But time prefers to walk and not to stride;
It allows you to prepare for the roller-coaster ride.
Coming next is an event full of surprise;
Childhood bids adieu, adolescence is about to arrive.
I have been waiting for this, since I was five;
I am no more a timid or a naïve.

Thwarted Passion

They said, “Let it go to the height it wants,
You can’t limit it to the horizon you see.”

But I was perturbed,
“He is young, has not seen the world,
the naïve doesn’t know the social doctrine.”

They said “It’s good; it can discover the new,
Why ask it to be a follower if it can lead?”

But I was doubtful,
“What if he fails and decides to return back,
he is nascent and needs to be accompanied.”

They said, “It’s not a normal being,
‘ll pave its way across all the odds.”

But I was concerned,
“He is aggressive and can hurt himself,
the over zealot doesn’t think of pros and cons.”

They warned “You can’t suppress it,
Can become rebel and go against you”.

I was convinced, but became selfish;
he was my only hope,
I didn’t want him to explore,
or to be a revolutionary or a crusader.
My aspirations were meagre but achievable,
All I wanted from him was
To be a better of what I am just a “nobody”.

I had no world out side my domain,
But my domain never recognized me;
I wanted him to wrest a bit of it for me.

My attempts to tame him went in vain,
I decided to suppress him,
I thwarted “He”;
I thwarted my Passion.

Beware slippery ahead!

Mossess of dreams make the road of reality slippery.
Quit Dreaming.
Prevent Falling.

What to achieve?

In the pursuit of liberating myself, I'm left with nothing to achieve.

Where is nowhere?

Where is "nowhere"? I want to land up there.

What's better?

Pessimism is prevention of desire, optimism is cure. Is prevention better than cure?

We are not one

Who are you, Man?
I have seen you in the mirror,
I have felt you within me.
You care for my loved ones;
You share my thoughts
You dream a future for me.
I find you participating in my every endeavour,
You appear an integral part to me.

Tell me one thing,
I am not complaining;
do you not relish result?
If no; why do you not cherish my achievement?
After every milestone I cross,
why do you question my moral faculty?
You know I hate giving explanations,
why do you expect one from me?
Why you make me feel like a perpetrator?
Can you not be friendly always,
why do you turn hostile?
I do not want to tame you or cage you,
You have your own space,
why do you intrude in mine?
Why should I be like you?
What your excessive self-criticism yields,
a constant source of self-affliction.
I do not believe in living a life of rejection.

Dream: A love child

My dreams are the love children of my desire and my determination. Unfortunately, they could never marry.

What is love..?

What is love..

A deal to buy tears wrapped up in bliss
An entry to hell at the threshold of heaven
A riot of feelings with the sword of emotion
A journey of lies in the wagon of truth.

P.S. I, personally, do not endorse this thought.

Not a triangle...

Question:
Three brothers were in love with a girl.
What was the name of the girl?

Answer:

Rekha.

Reason:
Because, her parents christened her Rekha.

Justification:
If three points are collinear, a straight line (Rekha) can join them.

You

You are the tune my heart composes,
You are the thought my mind possess.
Constellation of my desires floats in the galaxy of Your eyes,
Of my every endeavour You are the prize.
My dreams have materialized in the form of You.
To define myself i need You.

Amorphous soul

My soul has lost the rigidity,
the rigidity which maintained it as a whole;
The definite boundaries which safeguarded it
have collapsed and has left it exposed to the vitriolic world.
The world has treated it as a prototype prey,
there is no special treatment and no special way,
for you it is a unique foray,
but the world has been similar to every soul coming to it each day,
it deconstructs soul and decimate its crystalline glare;
the glare which was a torch for your heart to lead to a conscious way.

Though I miss the stiffness of my soul
But enjoy the new state
Now it does not deter or hesitate
It has the flexibility to be mould in any frame
It understands the necessity of being this way
Now it can not be captured or held tight
It can slip through the hands of conscience as sand.
I know that the glare has been lost
But the loss has been overweighed by the gain
The gain that regenerates the temporal spark
Who needs an aging torch;
When a new spark can be lit everyday.

I have no regret
As it was to happen someday
I was smart that I accepted it today
May be tomorrow it would not have been on my terms
I still have a soul
which has been powdered and sprinkled to smoothen my way
It should be thankful that
I have utilized it.