Chirping Mind

I could not sleep today because tomorrow worries me, What turn will tomorrow take my life, who knows, Where shall I be tomorrow? It breaks me. What if tomorrow we're no more? What if these words will just be thoughts, Today, which have worried me a lot. What if a disaster comes and destroys everything built? What if I lose someone, how would I cope with the loss? Of my close one or the fortune just lost. What if it goes all, but I remain alone to take the glory of what's left? A glory alone would not matter, would it? What if people see me fail every day? What if they reach their destination sooner with some other way, What if I have nothing to be proud of, What if they see me as a failure everybody's scared of? How will I set an example to some if I haven't done? Anything that means, Anything that counts, Anything to acknowledge, anything to remember me by... It is not like I don't try, But I fear it will not soar high, Like others' su

Why do you feel lost when you lose someone? Or why do you cr y when you part from someone who was a very important part of your life? Why do you feel empty when someone with whom you spent a significant amount of time leaves you? Why you miss that person even if you fought with that person when he or she was there? And when you part with them, you feel a gap, a pang in your heart... Because they were your habit! Your daily habit! You won't feel that pain when you are away from someone with whom you did not talk to on a daily basis. Its your habit that hurts. Not that the person who is gone is not important but that they were in your daily routine. You met them almost daily, you conversed with them, ate with them, took a walk with them. And when you do all the above things alone you used to do together you miss them, and that pain returns to your heart. You miss doing things together. You miss that habit of eating, talking or even playing together. You were HABITUAL of t

The day will itself be proud when I hold my dignity, My achievements standing next to me and staring at infinity... Who stood by me when I tumbled? I sorted the cards which were shuffled, Gambled on my own, Lost to myself, Wondering if I deserve the crown? I calmed my flood on my own, Saved the water from a drought of hopelessness and depression. Thanks to those who turned away from my disaster, I cannot say anything to those who did not even bother if there was one!! Well, my fault...I expected, Because If I never expected I would not have been disappointed. At least there was a positive outcome, I took a decision...this time by myself. Was that good or bad? Does it matter?? I climbed the mountain without a ladder. Is it not good to test something before you use it, Especially if your future depends on it? So did I... and still am...to be sure!! Do not care if that takes time, Because I do not own a time machine, It is my life my decisions, and hope the tim

Let us start a new beginning, start with something very mellow, maybe a simple sweet hello. Like when we first met, I was naive and you sound nice, My childish behaviour and your cultured demeanour, You spoke things that pleased, "Ohhhhh!!! your voice is so sweet", I wonder... I saw you put up with situations patiently, Your way of solving things logically. In times of confusion, You always had the solution, You are so impeccable. I contradicted you!! You are all practical, I being emotional, But still, we got along, But not for long... As sweet  and whimsical things fade soon, As reality is still in the backdrop, You blink and it all stops... Courtesy my taking you for granted, I thought I understood!! I thought "We" both worked on the conversation, But it was you who clutched it, Soon your time to stand it stopped, My utopia ended too... You needed me, I failed you! You and I have fought a lot, I made mistakes that I should have no

                     What if my answer to some of your questions was a NO!! What if u said left and I replied NO, 'to the right we go', What if when asked, whether to make a difference by choosing another road or not and again I said NO. What if when asked to shed my ego and shyness to initiate a talk, I said NO. Of course, there are sometimes I regret, In fact, we all regret, that NO as an answer would have been the better option. Some decisions that went wrong, Some bad choice made that still walk along. All of it could have been different if, I HAD SAID NO!! Wishing to change it by going in the past, but NO… What if then you regret NO as an answer to some other questions. It is rightly said "precaution is better than the cure", But we cannot take any precautions if the consequences are unknown, And for that, it is necessary to make some bad decisions whose answer was YES and let its scratches remind you that NO!! You ought to say NO!

    NEITHER 'PUB-G' NOR 'TEMPLE RUN' WHAT AMUSED US WAS FLYING PAPER-MADE AIRPLANES, RUNNING BEHIND EACH OTHER BAREFOOT ON EMPTY LANES, HITTING EACH OTHER WITH RUBBER MADE 'GULER', FUN WERE THE DAYS WHEN WE PLAYED SILLY LITTLE CHILDHOOD GAMES. HOW AFTER BEING BACK FROM SCHOOL WE PUT ASIDE OUR BAGS, DO THE DAILY ROUTINE OF WASHING HANDS, HAVING LUNCH, DOING SOME HOMEWORK OR SLEEPING, WAKE UP AND WAIT...WAIT FOR THE EVENING TO COME.SO THAT WE COULD STEP OUT OF OUR HOMES AND DISCUSS WHAT GAMES TO PLAY. MY FAVOURITE WAS 'CHUPAN CHUPAI'-WHERE WHILE THE DENNER COUNTED TO TEN WE RAN WITH OUR SMALL FEET TO FIND A PLACE TO HIDE. THRILLING IT WAS!! SOUNDS OF 'THAPPA' AND 'ICE PICE' WOULD FILL THE SURROUNDINGS. SOMETIMES THE OPTION OF 'CHOR POLICE', 'SATOLIYA' 'DARK ROOM' AND OTHERS(HAD MANY CHOICES ) WAS ALSO THERE. IF BORED WOULD PLAY IN DAMP SAND PILE PUT FOR CONSTRUCTION, ATTACK EACH OTHER WITH BALLS OF