Truth about love..

A very good friend of mine once asked : " Will we ever find true love ? Like they show in the movies...??

and I replied : "Yes , dear we will !!, but the question is whether it will be happily ever after or not !!

We don't look for true love , we look for happy endings. We look for marriage , we look for long term relationships , security....  We don't look for love.                                                

Love is like our pet project which should be completed before you turn 30 or else it is not true love . Why do we have to measure the success rate of love on the scale of permanency or marriage. Why can't love be fleeting , short term , traumatic , exhausting , painful , hopeless.. Why does love have to be sweet , caring , stable , happy , peaceful..

Why does love have to be the potion to cure all your pains and a formula to end all your sufferings? Why do you wait all your life to be cured by something as magical as love?

Cant we just love without expecting it to change our lives . Cant we just enjoy it on dark corners of  our hearts and rejoice that we are in love no matter how sad , how lonely we feel. 

Free love from your perceptions and let it be just a feeling no matter how good .. how bad...Enjoy it in its true sense rather than expecting it to make your life perfect.If you stop expecting from love you will realize you fell in love so many times in so many ways but you didn't even notice.

With an end in my mind ...

Dearest

I may have started with an end in my mind... yes an end.. to safeguard myself against a potential heartbreak .. a downfall..

But the truth is so clear .. so obvious .. that preparing for an end doesn't lessen the pain it causes..

Yes I was prepared for the end but not for the pain of living without a hope...

End is natural but hopelessness is like dying on a lonely island knowing no one will know you died not that they will save you...

What our lives are ?

"This is what lives are , aren't they ?

Attempts to fill our time with activity designed to prevent us from realizing that there is no MEANING ? "

Happy Realisation!!!

That feeling of wanting to do one thing thinking that it will give you peace and then when you do it you are still restless... And you don't find peace ... in writing , in sleeping , in eating , in making love , in listening to your favourite songs... Relax!! Nothing, absolutely nothing in this world can cure you of "LIFE"...

HAPPY REALIZATION...

We find them and we lose them...

I was watching her buying gifts for you

she was engrossed in making you happy

she questioned me on every breath--

"Should I give this ? ... or Will he like that ?"

A bottle of champagne or a glass of wine?

Or may be,, what do you think ...

this one would be just fine..

How hard it is to find someone

Who makes an effort to make you happy

Someone who would think about you

and smile all day long...

Its funny how love gives clarity

And Confuses at the same time...

How can a chit chat for a minute

Becomes storytelling for a lifetime...

We find them and we lose them

We distrust them and we hurt them...

Some leave in smiles and some in tears

But that feeling is always cherished

Sometimes for a day or two

And sometime for all the years...

"It is better to be in love and lost .. than never to have been in love at all ".....

Have I asked for too much ?

Just comfort me

When I lie down on bed after a long day's work...

Have I asked for too much ?

Just fetch me a glass of water

when I can't stop coughing...

hold my hand when I remember my dead dog , lost job or a broken dream

Cuddle me in the cold winter nights

you know I get so shivery....

Buy me those pink roses that you never bought

Surprise me with your cooking effort

On a lazy Sunday morning

Or may be just a small message "I love you"

When I am busy with kids and you are with your friends

Please don't sleep when I recite my poems to you

At least appreciate as they are all for you

And sometimes when you think of me as beautiful

I will be glad to hear it...

Have I asked for too much?

Those four lines...

I read it again …

Those four lines

That ended us…

Ended me…

Was it that easy to finish?

Was it such a practical thing ?

Four lines…Your four lines

And my world fell apart…

I have erased everything,

But those four lines

I kept them safe.

A remembrance to heartache

A toast to your cowardice

Poetry of my helplessness…

I read it again…

How beautifully

You accepted your lies,

Like a mirage

In front of my eyes,

Thought I could look through you

Thought you could feel my love…

But four lines, just with four lines

You ended and I endured…

Do you ever think back?

Of life without me?

Or you thought about it too often?

Did you think about her

When I thought about you?

Did you miss her

Every time I missed you ?

Somewhere someday

And I shall ask you

Just one time

One question, one rhyme

Did you love her?

When I thought you loved me….