MISS U DAD
I miss you a lot dad.
Sometimes I feel sad.
Why did you leave me?
Why didn't you stayed longer.
So you could see.
That I've grown up and now stronger.
How you wanted me to be.
Independent and free.
Not depending on other.
But I always needed a father.
To stand beside me.
Who could oversee,
Every step I take.
Every move I make.
Sometimes I can't believe you are no more.
I think that you're just at the store.
Buying chocolates and candy.
And a bottle of brandy.
Which you would have later in the night.
Sometimes I imagine the sight.
You sitting beside me and would advice.
On how to be humble and how to be nice.
Like you always use to be.
Is what I use to see.
Many new things taught by you.
Which otherwise I never knew.
But dad I was not done learning.
After you life started turning.
It was not the same.
Gone was all the fame.
When I was known by everyone.
When I always had fun.
Had to grow up and mature.
Have to think of the future.
Many sacrifices I've had to make.
Many decisions I've had to take.
Many smiles I've had to fake.
Many things I've kept at stake.
But I don't regret anything.
I think at least I am having something.
To keep going on and not stop.
Never needing a mop.
Life continues and you have to live.
Many things you take many things you give.
But I never wanted you to go.
But I now just want you to know.
I really miss you dad.
I wish you could be here.
I want to tell you so much.
So much I want to share.
LAST THOUGHT
Sitting here alone.
Looking down at the rope.
Lost all the hope.
Lost all the faith.
Probably breathing my last few breaths.
Can't find a reason not to do.
Nobody has any clue.
What I am going through.
This cant be true.
How can life crash in one movement?
Showing no improvement.
Showing no hope.
To how can I cope?
With this growing pain inside.
Still I can't decide.
Whether I should do it or not.
Is it even worth a thought.
Then I spent some time thinking.
My pulse rate rapidly sinking.
As I have already popped the pill.
And the effect starting to show.
How long it will take I don't know.
For the death to arrive.
I don't know if I'll survive.
As now I regretting the shit I've did.
Was there a need.
As there are people who face larger pain.
And people with more strain.
Than what I'm in.
What I've been,
doing all this while.
This was not my style.
How could I give up.
Where I've ended up.
If only I had these thoughts a few minutes before.
Which could've shaken my core.
And stopped me from doing the thing.
Which I'm now regretting.
But now its too late.
As I've chosen my fate.
Now I'm in trance.
Thinking only if I had a second chance.
BROTHERHOOD
End this caste and race.
All this is a big disgrace.
For better future it's not fit.
We should put an end to it.
Everyone should be treated equal.
No one wants 93 sequel.
When from both sides blood was shed.
In the fire fuel was fed.
By bloody politicians.
Divide according to religion.
Where Hindus and Muslims fought.
Swords and petrol bombs were bought.
Most didn't even knew the reason for the riot.
All this was horrible sight.
No one benefited from it.
Even those burned in fire who started it.
So there's no use fighting.
So rather stop discriminating.
And united we should stand.
And shouldn't have a brand.
It should be only BROTHERHOOD.
God knows when this fact would be understood.
Be together and fight corruption.
To form a better NATION.
WHERE ARE THOSE DAYS GONE
Where are those days gone?
When I never use to be alone.
When I had a bag of toys.
And always had times of joys.
When I always use to be surrounded with friends.
Our fooling around would never end.
The times when we played in the evening.
And went to school in the morning.
Where are the days gone.
When I never use to be alone.
In those days I had a cart.
With the sound of clap it would start.
It would go round and round.
And stop with that same sound.
Where are those days gone?
When I never use to be alone.
Sundays was a trip to the beach.
Where the sea was in your reach.
When I use to play with the sand.
It always use to slip of from my hand.
Where are those days gone?
When I never use to be alone.
Shifting from here and there.
Making friends everywhere.
Everywhere I gelled in.
To where ever I've been.
Where are those days gone?
When I never use to be alone.
In those days I had many fights.
In some I was wrong, in some right.
But always ended up making a friend.
Who would help the fight end.
Where are those days gone?
When I never use to be alone.
Now sitting here alone.
Looking down at my phone.
Thinking of calling all of them.
Like old times creating mayhem.
But now everybody's working.
Gone are the days they use to be lurking.
Where are those days gone?
When I never use to be alone.
LEAVE ME ALONE
Why don't you leave me alone.
You have become like letters carved on stone.
Like you have entered inside my every bone.
Why don't you leave me alone.
How much I tried to get you out.
How much ever I screamed how much ever I shout.
You are not willing to get out.
Though you were not there in my life.
Your feeling is cutting through like a knife.
I just can't get you out of my brain.
Its like the sound of the train.
Which keeps ringing in my head.
All the words that you said.
Louder and louder they get with days.
It's like afternoon sunrays.
Which penetrate every part of your body.
In this case I can be helped by nobody.
I am the only person who could get me out of it.
But I don't have a redressal kit.
To help me stand back.
And start all over again.
And try to remove from my character, the bloody stain.
I HATE YOU
I hate you for being so good to me.
I hate you for loving me.
I hate you for the games that you play.
I hate you for all the things you don't say.
I hate you for all your patience.
I hate you waiting for me in my absence.
I hate you when you lie.
I hate you when sometimes you are shy.
I hate you when you kiss.
I hate you when it feels like bliss.
I hate you when you smile.
I hate you when it takes me miles.
I hate for everything that you've done.
I hate you to for making my life 'A FUN'.
I hate you because I can't face anyone.
I hate you when they look stun.
I hate you as everybody thinks I broke up.
I hate you because you couldn't standup.
I hate you because you didn't commit.
I hate you ended when you were the one who started it.
I hate you for what you thought.
I hate you for the reason that we fought.
But how can I hate you,
when you were the one I loved.
DAUGHTER TO FATHER
What are you trying to do with me?
What are you guys up to?
What I have done wrong I can't see.
What are you trying to do?
No you can't do this to me.
What I've done wrong.
I have not killed anyone.
I am not that strong.
You got to be kidding.
You cannot be serious right.
I have not harmed you in any way.
I can't even put up a fight.
I am not even born yet.
How can you do this?
How can you kill me,
when I deserve a kiss.
Why can't I even see this world for once.
Why can't I be given this chance?
Why can't I be brought to this world?
What if I am born a girl.
It is illegal what you are doing.
You can be punished for it.
How can you gather the courage,
to do this kind of shit.
I am your own daughter.
Its worst than a slaughter.
To put a knife,
in the womb of your wife.
And kill the thing which can be breathing.
Whose laughter whose smiles can be soothing.
If you think I am a liability think of it again.
I can be your support in your times of pain.
I can be everything a boy can be.
Just give me a chance and you will see.
Forget it dad you won't listen to anyone.
You would have rather kept me if i would have been your son.
MISS U DAD
I miss you a lot dad.
Sometimes I feel sad.
Why did you leave me?
Why didn't you stayed longer.
So you could see.
That I've grown up and now stronger.
How you wanted me to be.
Independent and free.
Not depending on other.
But I always needed a father.
To stand beside me.
Who could oversee,
Every step I take.
Every move I make.
Sometimes I can't believe you are no more.
I think that you're just at the store.
Buying chocolates and candy.
And a bottle of brandy.
Which you would have later in the night.
Sometimes I imagine the sight.
You sitting beside me and would advice.
On how to be humble and how to be nice.
Like you always use to be.
Is what I use to see.
Many new things taught by you.
Which otherwise I never knew.
But dad I was not done learning.
After you life started turning.
It was not the same.
Gone was all the fame.
When I was known by everyone.
When I always had fun.
Had to grow up and mature.
Have to think of the future.
Many sacrifices I've had to make.
Many decisions I've had to take.
Many smiles I've had to fake.
Many things I've kept at stake.
But I don't regret anything.
I think at least I am having something.
To keep going on and not stop.
Never needing a mop.
Life continues and you have to live.
Many things you take many things you give.
But I never wanted you to go.
But I now just want you to know.
I really miss you dad.
I wish you could be here.
I want to tell you so much.
So much I want to share.
LAST THOUGHT
Sitting here alone.
Looking down at the rope.
Lost all the hope.
Lost all the faith.
Probably breathing my last few breaths.
Can't find a reason not to do.
Nobody has any clue.
What I am going through.
This cant be true.
How can life crash in one movement?
Showing no improvement.
Showing no hope.
To how can I cope?
With this growing pain inside.
Still I can't decide.
Whether I should do it or not.
Is it even worth a thought.
Then I spent some time thinking.
My pulse rate rapidly sinking.
As I have already popped the pill.
And the effect starting to show.
How long it will take I don't know.
For the death to arrive.
I don't know if I'll survive.
As now I regretting the shit I've did.
Was there a need.
As there are people who face larger pain.
And people with more strain.
Than what I'm in.
What I've been,
doing all this while.
This was not my style.
How could I give up.
Where I've ended up.
If only I had these thoughts a few minutes before.
Which could've shaken my core.
And stopped me from doing the thing.
Which I'm now regretting.
But now its too late.
As I've chosen my fate.
Now I'm in trance.
Thinking only if I had a second chance.
BROTHERHOOD
End this caste and race.
All this is a big disgrace.
For better future it's not fit.
We should put an end to it.
Everyone should be treated equal.
No one wants 93 sequel.
When from both sides blood was shed.
In the fire fuel was fed.
By bloody politicians.
Divide according to religion.
Where Hindus and Muslims fought.
Swords and petrol bombs were bought.
Most didn't even knew the reason for the riot.
All this was horrible sight.
No one benefited from it.
Even those burned in fire who started it.
So there's no use fighting.
So rather stop discriminating.
And united we should stand.
And shouldn't have a brand.
It should be only BROTHERHOOD.
God knows when this fact would be understood.
Be together and fight corruption.
To form a better NATION.
WHERE ARE THOSE DAYS GONE
Where are those days gone?
When I never use to be alone.
When I had a bag of toys.
And always had times of joys.
When I always use to be surrounded with friends.
Our fooling around would never end.
The times when we played in the evening.
And went to school in the morning.
Where are the days gone.
When I never use to be alone.
In those days I had a cart.
With the sound of clap it would start.
It would go round and round.
And stop with that same sound.
Where are those days gone?
When I never use to be alone.
Sundays was a trip to the beach.
Where the sea was in your reach.
When I use to play with the sand.
It always use to slip of from my hand.
Where are those days gone?
When I never use to be alone.
Shifting from here and there.
Making friends everywhere.
Everywhere I gelled in.
To where ever I've been.
Where are those days gone?
When I never use to be alone.
In those days I had many fights.
In some I was wrong, in some right.
But always ended up making a friend.
Who would help the fight end.
Where are those days gone?
When I never use to be alone.
Now sitting here alone.
Looking down at my phone.
Thinking of calling all of them.
Like old times creating mayhem.
But now everybody's working.
Gone are the days they use to be lurking.
Where are those days gone?
When I never use to be alone.
LEAVE ME ALONE
Why don't you leave me alone.
You have become like letters carved on stone.
Like you have entered inside my every bone.
Why don't you leave me alone.
How much I tried to get you out.
How much ever I screamed how much ever I shout.
You are not willing to get out.
Though you were not there in my life.
Your feeling is cutting through like a knife.
I just can't get you out of my brain.
Its like the sound of the train.
Which keeps ringing in my head.
All the words that you said.
Louder and louder they get with days.
It's like afternoon sunrays.
Which penetrate every part of your body.
In this case I can be helped by nobody.
I am the only person who could get me out of it.
But I don't have a redressal kit.
To help me stand back.
And start all over again.
And try to remove from my character, the bloody stain.
I HATE YOU
I hate you for being so good to me.
I hate you for loving me.
I hate you for the games that you play.
I hate you for all the things you don't say.
I hate you for all your patience.
I hate you waiting for me in my absence.
I hate you when you lie.
I hate you when sometimes you are shy.
I hate you when you kiss.
I hate you when it feels like bliss.
I hate you when you smile.
I hate you when it takes me miles.
I hate for everything that you've done.
I hate you to for making my life 'A FUN'.
I hate you because I can't face anyone.
I hate you when they look stun.
I hate you as everybody thinks I broke up.
I hate you because you couldn't standup.
I hate you because you didn't commit.
I hate you ended when you were the one who started it.
I hate you for what you thought.
I hate you for the reason that we fought.
But how can I hate you,
when you were the one I loved.
DAUGHTER TO FATHER
What are you trying to do with me?
What are you guys up to?
What I have done wrong I can't see.
What are you trying to do?
No you can't do this to me.
What I've done wrong.
I have not killed anyone.
I am not that strong.
You got to be kidding.
You cannot be serious right.
I have not harmed you in any way.
I can't even put up a fight.
I am not even born yet.
How can you do this?
How can you kill me,
when I deserve a kiss.
Why can't I even see this world for once.
Why can't I be given this chance?
Why can't I be brought to this world?
What if I am born a girl.
It is illegal what you are doing.
You can be punished for it.
How can you gather the courage,
to do this kind of shit.
I am your own daughter.
Its worst than a slaughter.
To put a knife,
in the womb of your wife.
And kill the thing which can be breathing.
Whose laughter whose smiles can be soothing.
If you think I am a liability think of it again.
I can be your support in your times of pain.
I can be everything a boy can be.
Just give me a chance and you will see.
Forget it dad you won't listen to anyone.
You would have rather kept me if i would have been your son.
HYPERLINK "http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=116619829121" MY FIRST CRUSH
When I saw u first it was just a crush.
But then I thought over it and I saw u blush.
I knew that even u wanted to have a chat.
With your eyes u kept on saying that.
I asked u out on a date 4 the first time.
Everything was going just fine.
Then came call of my ex girlfriend.
U thought your dreams came to an end.
But that was not the case.
As I given up her chase.
It's a new chapter now.
A new beginning.
So why to cripple over the past.
When u have love that will forever last.
Don't b scared I won't leave u forany1.
Even if she is a hot as a gun.
Ya I may flirt around a bit.
But that doesn't mean my love is bullshit.
You may hear rumors going around about me.
It's just that people like to talk on what they see.
I would like to have my kids with you.
I would like to marry you.
Is it necessary to say that I LOVE YOU?
Three words just three words are they.
Can they express what I really want to say?
HYPERLINK "http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=116622244121" Brown eyed girl
Girl I saw on the first day of my college.
Better than any girl to my knowledge,
then I saw her two brown eyes,
beautiful brown but small in size.
Asked ma friend who that girl was.
I asked her to figure something out for me.
Next thing I know she is in love with me.
I never thought of getting committed to the girl
and never thought of getting into a serious relation
but then one day she committed how much she loved me
ready to commit this in front of entire nation
then she deserved better than what she was getting.
Finally I thought of giving the relation a thought
days went by we made love and we fought.
Days turned into week's
weeks into years.
Then the zing just somewhere disappeared,
she just wanted a reason to end the relation,
then one day she came with the reason,
she cant commit was the reason she gave.
I don't know the reason why she behaved.
Still she can't stop blaming things on me
what am I a 'BLAME BOX FOR FREE'.
She has been the reason 4 my pain.
The same brown eyed girl whom I imagined in rain.
HYPERLINK "http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=116623884121" My last crush
This is the girl whom I first saw in a train.
And then I couldn't get her out of my brain.
Always use to wait for her at the station.
Don't know what but there was this weird relation.
Weird thoughts are all that I was getting.
But i was not single and can't think of cheating.
Then in last year when I was single.
In her eyes she had a little twinkle.
I saw that same girl in my classroom.
At that moment I imagined myself as her groom.
And the beautiful girl as my bride.
Walking down the altar with that same pride.
The girl was really simple and smart.
With every good quality in her cart.
Then I had a look at myself.
She was princess and I looked like the dwarf.
But the girl was really down to earth.
Surely the same from her birth.
Still I thought she deserved someone better.
Who would stand beside her in every matter.
In front of her I confessed it one day.
I liked you is what I say.
As I thought her answer was a NO.
Every time I asked she asked me to go.
She was the last girl I really liked.
HYPERLINK "http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=116632994121" The white smoke.
When I m alone it gives me pleasure.
My only companion in my times of leisure.
When I am angry it helps me to calm down.
It comes in color of white and brown.
Addict is what people call me.
Just try it once and you will see.
The peace it can provide to your mind.
The nicotine makes you leave all the worries behind.
A simple drag of smoke it is.
With fire on its one side.
It's always good to have a company beside.
It can provide you warmth when you're cold.
It's a small package with pleasure many folds.
Is this enough reason to y I smoke.
At least I m not doing crack or coke.
HYPERLINK "http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=117041559121" Eleventh hour.
It the eleventh hour and its never late.
With a little effort we can change our fate.
Pollution has become a major problem.
We are going to have d-day before it comes.
Polluted the water polluted the air.
With Mother Nature it is not fair.
Who will care for her if we don't care?
It's a major problem we can't do anything.
Authorities are to blame for everything.
This should not be our thinking.
Don't think of it as charity.
But think of it as your duty.
Only we can help nature regain its beauty.
HYPERLINK "http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=117101429121" JUST A STORY.
This here is a story of a guy.
Who didn't have any one on this earth.
His life has become a big lie.
Everything went wrong right from his birth.
The day he was born his mom died.
He didn't even get to see her face.
His dad thought he was a unlucky guy.
And would bring their family disgrace.
So his dad abandoned him on a street.
Where he was left crying for the night.
When the whole world woke in the morning sweet.
They saw a really horrible sight.
Then a man picked the kid up.
And checked if the thing was breathing.
But the kid was a fighter he didn't give up.
But the pulse was rapidly sinking.
He was given a rapid medical care.
With him life hadn't been fair.
He grew up in an orphanage.
Which for him seemed more like a cage.
When he completed his schooling.
He had to leave the only place.
Once again life started fooling.
And this time not showing any grace.
He had to work for whole day.
And go to college at the night.
But he had no place to stay.
No ray of hope was in sight
once again he was where all this started
once again on that same path.
The same place where his father parted.
The kid without any cloth.
The kid was now growing in the street.
Ghetto is the place called.
It hurts to see him like that
or when the memories are recalled.
HYPERLINK "http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=117575614121" AN INSIGHT
We got to end this bloody shit.
We got to put an end to it.
This bloody terrorist they don't have any religion.
They don't belong to any country, they have no region.
The youth is brainwashed by them.
Making them do things that create mayhem.
Jihad is what these people call it.
According to me it's all bloody shit.
When we are attacked all say bomb Pakistan.
Nuke the country or use napalm.
But don't forget there are people over there.
Who too don't want war, of whom we should care.
No one wants a war to start; no one wants to live in fear.
Fear of losing there near and dear.
At the end of day who should be blamed
people say politics but they are not ashamed.
After all why should they be blamed.
As we elect them, everything is framed.
We say this is democracy.
Where people live by gods mercy.
External powers how can we fight.
When internal security is not tight.
Every other day there are strikes.
Everybody is asking for pay hikes.
How can be salary increased.
When due to these strikes working days decrease.
To change all this there should be a change in mindset.
Why isn't there a button for reset?
So we can start all over again.
The former glory of INDIA and help it regain.
HYPERLINK "http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=117623874121" Love story that never started.
Walking down the street I saw a girl.
Beautiful brown hair, lovely brown eyes.
And body that had a perfect size.
I just couldn't get my eyes of that girl.
With that my world began to swirl.
I almost skipped a heartbeat.
And found a place to sit.
With that vague smile on her face.
Noticing me watching her.
Walking down with grace.
Setting my mind into stir.
She was hoping I would start the chat.
But I was so dumbstruck lost it where i sat.
Imagining the relation before it began.
Now my mind was as empty as a tin can.
Then I came back to reality.
When a ball struck me.
I doubted my own ability.
But I just wanted to see.
I asked her what was the time.
But the time was really bad.
Coz I had a watch the size of a lime.
And that made me really sad.
Once more I made a fool of myself.
And I can't do anything.
One more foolishness trophy on my shelf.
Proving I am good for nothing.
My Life
Some people feel it's nice.
Some people think it's a vice.
What can I do if I can't make it through?
What can I do if I can't be true?
I try to find the perfect girl but not getting any.
It's the same reason that I've dated many.
With many girls I got hooked up.
And every time I got fucked up.
Each time worse than the last.
And all this was happening really fast.
For the whole world I was having a good time.
All thought I was just fine.
But no one knew the pain.
All people see is a stain,
on my character, they feel he is a flirt.
All I've got on me is dirt.
Each time I get in a relation its just time pass or sex
if I just wanted that what was wrong with my ex.
Every time I trust someone.
She comes to know about my past.
After that the meeting would be our last.
Sometime my past haunts me at nights
all the breakups and all the fights.
Fights and breakups that's all left in my life.
Will I ever find a girl I can take her as my wife?
HYPERLINK "http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=119008709121" SERIOUSLY SERIOUS. . .
I am fed up of this.
I am tired of this.
Can't tell you how,
it feels then and now.
When you say something.
When you talk something.
They laugh at you.
Seems like it not true,
whatever I say.
How then I may,
just put it through.
Just get it through.
What I want to,
say to you.
If you don't hear me.
If you don't look at me.
Whatever i say,
you just laugh at it.
Whatever I do,
you just laugh at it.
It feels like I am a joker.
Useless like in a game of poker.
It just fills in,
it doesn't have a place.
It must be in,
but it doesn't have a face.
When I propose a chick.
She will laugh like watching a comedy flick.
When I express my feelings to her.
She would giggle like I tickled her with fur.
Why can't any one listen to me for once?
Why can't any one take me seriously for once?
I may fool around a bit.
But I may not always talk shit.
Sometimes I may tell the truth.
Sometimes you can't hear the truth.
You may think he may be joking as usual.
He flirts with everyone, it's his ritual.
You cant be serious,
you will never be serious.
Are the reactions what I get.
From those to whomever I met.
Sometimes I talk to myself.
Sometimes I convince myself.
There's a girl who would understand.
Who would know me, look beyond my brand.
'Flirt' that's the brand I've got.
She would know me, better than the LOT.
When will be that day?
When a girl would come into my life and will stay.
HYPERLINK "http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=122055394121" Brown eyed girl part 2
Just when you thought I was done with it.
I am back with some more shit.
This time I am going to tell about my breakup.
It's a true story and not a cook up.
I've told you about the brown eyed girl.
Who had brown hair with no curl.
Let me elaborate on the part which I hate the most.
Which just keeps haunting me like a ghost.
It was April last to last year.
Life was kicking in top gear.
One fine day I received a call on my phone.
I heard thing which was like engraved in stone.
My girl said her sister fled from her house.
She came back married with her spouse.
With this call it all started.
The tense times, till we parted.
Her dad didn't accept this wedding.
He gave his daughter a nice beating.
Then he kicked her out of his place.
And all her belonging were misplaced.
This provoked anger and rage.
And the rest were caught in a cage.
My girl was not allowed to talk.
Or just have a simple walk.
Upon her restrictions were been laid.
Many things about her been said.
Her dad thought she would do the same.
And with it our love started burning in angers flame.
She was scared of her dad.
Which for me was very sad.
She was confused, can't decide.
To be on whose side.
Finally her dad won.
And with it ended all fun.
17th January I can remember the date.
When I had a twist of fate.
She came back with her decision.
And the date had a reason.
Happiness for some, sorrow for others.
But I am happy for her sister because now she is a mother.
On her sister my girl blamed.
Listening to which I felt ashamed.
That I fell in love with a coward.
Where against her dad I was overpowered.
I don't regret the fact.
And the way she act.
I never wanted a girl who can't take care of herself.
Who doesn't have to look for others for help.
Now sometimes I really miss her.
I want her back in my life.
I want her to be my wife.
But then when I think about it.
I don't give a damn shit.
Cause now she is merely a name in my phonebook.