I Am What I Am !!!

The colors I bear are my own
No need to adapt the background
Be proud of yourself, the way you are
Cause you once lost cannot be found

The world always wishes
To paint all in its hues
But the irony of situation is
That world will never be happy with you

So stop customizing your life
Your own style and your own mind
Cause when you’ll look back after the change
You’ll realize you’ve become some weird kind

So better walk your chosen road
With your head held proudly high
Following your own path step by step
With your own handful of sky

CITADEL

The citadel of love comes crashing down and down,
Dunno where it shall fall,
The crumbs of my heart are scattered apart
Dunno how far they went from wall.
This wall I’d built to save me from attacks
But it could not sustain my identity for long
Got cracked in the changing weather of love
And exposed the truth-that I’m not too strong
The changing face of the people around,
Is what baffles me the most
One moment ally, minute later a spy
Is what haunts me like a ghost
My once dear friends - I considered them my world
Turned their backs too quick too soon
Dint realize where I’ll land, where all can understand
But I landed in a lonely cocoon
An aloof soul of mine, cried and whined whole night
Gasping for a grasp of warmth & care
Unsure of my fate I stood up all night
But no one came by - left me in despair

This world I fathomed as a lovely place
But to my dismal it has lost its grace

Greed and selfish-seems most dominant
Feelings and emotions-are no longer prominent

Is this life?!--where friends go so far...
…with earned money in hand and a brand new car!!

Man invented machine -- to relax and ease
But not to replicate its stiffness and evil grease

But that’s what has become of man
Leave their friends alone in cocoons
Cared nil of the years spent together by each side
All they care are their new silver spoons

With these last thoughts in mind, and tears in my heart
I look at my citadel, fall all apart…
Piece by piece, Brick by brick
I had built the citadel of memories
Cemented with love, structured with friends
I made the citadel, through flawless amends
But today my citadel finally breaks down
Citadel I built,, --- Citadel I cherished like a crown….

Chameleon -- Changing Colours of Friendship

What exactly is friendship…
Just the number of likes, comments and friend list on Facebook does not guarantee u have tasted the fruit of friendship.

This word had always bedazzled me to such an extent that I gave al my might n my heart to make, keep & maintain the beautiful relation with my so called friends..

Friendship is more of a fancy among school and college kids, when their amateur minds are more open to bizarre ideals, and they consider the smallest gesture of care as divine. Their naïve minds speak, think and see the world painted in colors ruled by heart and ignorant to the LOGICAL & RATIONAL weighing machine.

A balance without any scales… that was the kind of life we once lived,, and what a life it was… personally speaking , friendship meant worship to me, and friend no less than god… but I was oblivious to the harsh truth, that all come and go..and in life if something is permanent – it is change… change…a small and simple word, capable of demolishing the castles of myriad and lofty dreams and expectations we had built from our childhood days… change can actually change anything and everything.. from U to me to entire world.. not criticizing ,, infact I like change.. but drastic change is my topic of concern.. change in behaviour of people towards their ONCE close friend is my concern….

People fail to understand that change is important for growth, but not for forgetting the main essence of our human relationships… change should be your boost towards success, not a stair to stampede on the people u met on the way..

Some may disagree by saying that as we grow, people become busy…. But I would like to reiterate that change is not bad, but drastic change is.. Similarly clarifying, its not the fact that to spend the same amount of time in human relations, but in respecting the human relations and giving the quality time as and when required.

Reinforcing, with my own example, my list of good friends call me almost once or twice in month, and few of them mostly call only on my birthdays… but the point is, that when ever they called, it was a conversation filled with genuine care and emotions, and can vouch on anyone, that when I’m in trouble, they’ll always be there…. I think this is what friendship truly is…

(PS : Facebook may help us in SOCIALISING but not in deepening our friendship bonds…)

Lucky Charm

What are these things...the small jinx characters with which we start associating the good & the bad going on in our lives..
Well, to break the ice, i believed a lot in them, i attributed and observed my success & failure onto these small tricks...wear the same uniform with the ink blot on the pocket to the day of exams,, to always keep my old stuff as my lucky charm...
all this and many more...

but u know wats weird, we usually start believing a superstition when something good happens with us.. i remember, i bought a nice dress but i dont know how come all the bad things happened to me...or..well... i believed it so...
but i dunno when i took my mind off this jinx, and i ended up overcoming that thought...

So the nutshell here is, that wen bad things occur due to something which u consider unlucky or something, we should just let it pass,,,4m our minds...
and if something is attributed to be ur lucky charm, well den u can obviously don it just to be on a safer side...

(PS : Excess of every thing is bad. God has created us with beautiful and enormous powers, which stay hidden in us,,rather than exploring these inner jewels we rely on the stones. So choice is urs, to explore the eternal sunshine of spotless mind or rely on the hearsay and dubious thoughts of our shrugging responsibility of our lives.)

DARE TO WEAR THE ROSE TINTED GLASS--DARE TO DREAM

The dreams in my eyes are like rose tinted glass..
Admired by the lot
As a different species n upper class
But as it breaks the truth reveals,
Glass is just a glass…rose tinted it mite be

It’s just the illusion of the colored glory
But the reality is bitter n bright
It hurts u most when u least prepared
And leaves u gasping for some might

The broken pieces if touched n dared
Shall pinch u more than ever
Shall leave the scar, n bruise the vein
With sweet pain n blood al over

But the valiant ones are those who dare
To play with the sharpest knife
They feel the pain n laugh at it
And rule the laws of life

For them the pain is the sweetest gift
The act of valiance is all that counts
For them the rosy tinted glass
Is just the way to surmount

The way to learn the way to rise
The way to cross the leveled bar
Bar which created the hurdles of thoughts
And left the achievable dreams also far

So lets al of us challenge our thoughts
Let al of us finally dare
Dare to dream through the tinted glass
And to look at eyes of life n stare.

SUNSET

As the sun dips below horizon
I see the night getting brighten.
As i hold your hand tight in my palm
I allow the breeze to set me calm
And then like a wind you set my hair
Whisper the tunes slowly in the air,
Slowly slowly i push myself
Deep into your arms' shelf
Cause this is all on whom i trust,
And rely forever for the thrust.
Now my eyes start fooling around,
Pretends to sleep & looks at ground,
And then like the sweetened bread,
You kiss on my twitched forehead;
To let me know you're always there,
Wherever i may look or stare,
And as the time slips away from hands.
I pray to God to hold these strands..
And let the lips only whisper
Ever, ever, ever and forever....

The Gift

Wen my tiny eyes,
Opened the windows of thought
They saw the lonely place
And some of the weird lot

Anxious eyes gazing at me
All stare at me across
Some with waters in their eyes
And some with smily gloss.

The scene was weird,
New and strange
Yet so calm
N pleasingly arranged.

I dunno where I truly belong,
But this surely seems a start
A beginning of a new life
A beginning on a brand new cart.

My life is the gift
I’v got from the lord
I’m sooo happy today
Cause I got the best reward.

The trees, the sun,
The moon, the stars,
The gardens & groves
Spread out so far.

World if this is
Is surely soo beautiful
And life if this is
Is surely worth bountiful

The gift iv got
Il take its good care
Il never let it lose
It never get scare

Days passed, months went by
Years came n went
And the memory of this gift
Got faded n dent
Knowledge n love
Care n emotion
Family n friends
So much of commotion.

So much to do
So much to gain
So busy to live
So much of vain

I got the best gift
The best gift of life
Bt I lost al the luster
And al I did was survive

The life is for ALL
To b live n rejoiced
but the mundane works
make the gift sooo void

So live each day
Like ur gonna die tomorrow
Or else the time shall slip
And al shall feel sorrow

And ul wish again
That u move back the time
Shud have valued the gift
The gift that was prime

Rest all is coated
In the glittery polish
Which fade with age
And leaves all to demolish

So don’t wait
Till the end comes near
Or else ul repent
Of losing ur dear—the gift.