One Last Date With You

 

Once again I dreamt of a day

A day with you a day for you

Just like our first date...

It will be beautiful

Will take you to the same place

Holding your hands

Again to the roof top...

In the deem candle light

I will look into your eyes

Will try to find my girl out

To wave her good bye

Just wanted to be the same guy

Just for one last day

Wanted to witness the moment 

for one last time

Will drop you till your place

Just to have a walk with you

To let go all the feelings

To let go all exceptions

To find a reason not to hate you

Wish you wont hate me either

I understand the situation you are

And I respect each decision

We both will forgive each other

For seeing those dreams together

For sharing few week moments

A farewell to the memories which always torments

Holding my breathe 

I called for the day

Got ready for the last date

Which never happened

I did not realise that

Time has changed and

Priorities too

I m not the guy anymore

who mean anything to you

The story did not complete

Coz it was never meant to be

May be some stories are beautiful

Coz they are incomplete

 

Ek Ankahi Dastan

Wo palken jiske khwabon ko logon ne badi berahmi se kuchal di
Aur wo thaki hui aankhe jinke aansu kabka sukh chuke hain
Uski wo masoom sa dil jo har baar tut kar bikhar gaya
Wo bejaan jism jise logon ne khilona bana kar khela
Aur uski wo dastan jisse sunkar har ruh kaamp uthe ...

Ek wo pareenda jo udna chahti he khule aasman me
Magar pairo me hain zamane ke bedian
Uski wo payal jo chhanakne se darti he
Aur uski kajal jo har roz askon se pighal jati he
Uski har wo arman jo kabhi na pure ho paye ...

Uski wo daman jispe hamesha dag hi dag lage
Har wo saans uski jo akhri baar chhutne ki bheek mangti he
Wo uski dhadkan jo dhadakna bhul gaye
Uski har zakhm jo kabhi waqt ne bharne hi nehi dia
Aur har wo haalat uski jispe log sirf taras khate rahe ...

Uski wo bachpan jo kahin kho gayi waqt k gehirai me
Wo muskan jo uski honto ko alvida keh chuke hain
Uski ek nazar jo jane kya kya kehti jati he
Jo har kadam funk funk k rakhti he
Magar har baar thokar hi thokar khati he ...

Kuch jyada to nehi mangi thi usne jindgi se
Magar jaane kyun badle main jindgi ne uska sab kuchh manglia
Ae khuda kaisi hai ye sitam aur kyun di use ye saza
Ek wo aur ek uski ankahee dastan
Jo na kisine suna aur na kisine samjha ...

Being Big Boy

Sometimes... 

It is tough to get over something
That I love more than anything in d world...

Anything... I meant...

 

Sometimes it feels good giving my share of chocolate
To my little sister with whom i used to fight most

Sometime it feels good wiping the tears from my mom's eyes
Than crying on her lap like a helpless kid

Sometimes it feels good to buy a shirt for dad
Than asking him the pocket money

Sometimes I feel like I am a different guy
Than how i claim or may pretend to be

Coz' sometimes I think of bot hurting people back
Who broke this heart into several pieces

The first moment when I think of changing the world
And in the second i realize i am just a timid creature

Sometimes when sorrow makes me blue
And i think of painting the city red for someone else

When i realize that I won't get everything that i wish
But still don't stop dreaming

Sometimes when I make myself ready for surprises
Instead of expecting something and getting disappointed

Whenever i feel like punk cultured and there is no rule for me
But still try to set the boundaries

Sometimes it is tough to give give and finally forgive
The people who get get from you and forget you

At moments we have to compromise with something we hate
And learn to live with incompleteness

And at moments we have to close our eyes
Clean up our heart... And just let it go

It happens sometime when really feel good 

To call myself a BIG BOY
And yes... sometimes it feels good to be kid who is grown up