#WorldPoetryDay

Just a few words... Yet, mighty to move the worlds!

Raahi

Manzilen khafa si hain

Raasthe bbhi roothe hai

Humraaz kaun he mera

Kab se yu akele hai...

21st Century Women...

She never missed an opportunity to better the working conditions of her staff. Yes, she knew they were stressed out, and didn't trust her. However, she could not go through another business call today. She wished to go home, to spend quality time with her family. It was only wednesday and she visualized a weekend of leisure with her little princess. To be honest, this was no time to indulge in wool gathering!

Sipping hot water from her mother's lemon yellow flask; she reminded herself that she represented 21st century women - young and focused. As my mama says,"nothing can pull you down", she reflected. She did a quick assesment of the situation. Wishing she was anywhere else, she started preparing for the last call of the day. She pulled out a paper and scribbled a few questions for her legal advisor. She relied heavily on the man who was her father's advisor before she took over the mantle. Thanks to internet, she could speak to him whenever she wanted.

Evolution...Life as i know it!

Dreamy childhood, shy teens, candid twenties and now in thirties - yet to be baptized... I thought I'd found the all new me; how wrong was I! There's no new me - it's the same me - evolving with each new experience :) And certain days I like who I am, and certain days I loathe the stranger in the mirror! What do I have in my life so far? Nothing that would make my mom proud... I guess this is my wake up call - first I need to prioritize or rather find out what i want out of my life! Tough call...

Safar

Socha tha ki chal padhi hu
apni manzil ki raah mein,
Nikal padhi thi buland hosle se
Hazraton ko pane ki chaah mein...
Mudh ke dekha toh yeh jaana,
ke chodh aayi manzil ko hi peeche!
Reh gayi dabe hue apni hi,
khwaabon ke neeche...

Moving on...

I'm hurt and am in pain
It'll heal, i don't know when...
But I'll live and i'll love
Walk a mile n be happy again!!!

Tears are hard to be kept at bay
I'll never let go of you, my smile
Because my friends always do say
I look my best when my lips twitch up a while :-)

Who cares? I do !!!

Some one asked me, "what do you want to be engraved on your tomb?" Honestly, who cares!!! But again, I want a lot of people to miss me when I am not around :P. Not that I want them be eternally grieving!
But i would really like some honest tears to be shed in my memory. Call me crazy, I want a longline of friends and family fondly remembering me.
And for the tomb - let them decide on something nice for me :)