The path

The path is still unknown, the roads, all traveled,
The urge to outshine burning deep down,
The small accolades on my way, making me rise,
But, I am still on the ground to fly high like never before …
Creating memories, with every passing moment,
With friends, with colleagues, with time itself, with my life to be precise,
The destination echoing my name from way beyond than expected,
I am merely looking for clues and picking them up taking my own sweet time,
I know, I’ll reach there…
Even though the path is unknown,
I’ll make sure to follow that voice which is calling me,
And follow my heart and my destiny,
For I know, in the end I’ll get it all,
All my luck, my life and my love will be in the same path.

Lost are those days

Lost are those days when my smile just meant smile,

It has been time when people have started interpreting this smile,

For a reason or no reason at all,

There are meanings to this smile now, which I still don’t understand!

Lost are those days when I used to love walking aimlessly…

It has been time when people have started staring at me walking like that,

For a reason or no reason at all,

There is a meaning to the style I walk in, which I am trying to understand!

Lost are those days when friends were just friends,

It has been time since people have started meaning different,

For a reason or no reason at all,

At times in the face of a friend, you find many other relations which I am learning.

Lost are those days when life was just about living…

It has been time since people have started adding to the motive of living,

For a reason or no reason at all,

I've just started realizing that this life I am living is not as easy as I thought,

Smile, goal, friends, life …

It’s been time since the meaning to all these have changed in their own way,

For a reason or no reason at all,

I feel blessed to have been living and experiencing these changes!

Shades of Life - 02

Brining a smile to your lips,

A vivid picture of the time you’ve already lived,

At times brining tears to your eyes,

Wanting to have lived it all again…

These are mere memories,

Making me nostalgic, happy to have lived a time,

But still reasoning myself for the end...

But this is how life goes and how we learn to live

Growing with time, letting go what is suppose to,

Memories, mere memories and nothing more

I am left with…!!!

Shades of life - 01

It’s hard to take out time and sit and write. At times, I just find it boring, totally contrary to my otherwise happening life where I go out, shop, watch movies, roam around, eat, dance and do what not. But then when I actually sit and write, I realize the immense pleasure that I get from it, those subtle moments when I am with myself and those imaginary characters of mine. We, at times talk for hours and yet end up with nothing so fruitful. But then, this is fun in its own sense.