When to Let go?

I've held on 
since years that have gone 
never thought of leaving 
these oh so stong feelings

I loved you with the thought 
that together we'll give it a shot
you left me with nothing 
but lots of sighs and huffing 

I think of you for hours together
I think of you in any kinda weather
I think of you whether i'm happy or sad 
I think of you when I'm cool or mad

I dream of you at nights so cold 
of you and me together getting old 
I wake up with a smile on my lips
come back to reality with certain bad trips

I gave you my heart I gave you my soul
I keep you safe in my eyes, guarded by my kohl
There's still a hope that you'll come back 
you said I'm Rose but hey you're not Jack 

Day after day my love getting deep 
what's the use? every night that I weep 
they say this is the ocean in which i'll never swim
I say I will! I'm madly in love with him

friends have lost all hope 
they say there's no scope 
my heart in the bin I throw 
so tell me when's the time to let go?

I'd die now

Darkness of the night
Results of a fight 
Mind has blown
By behaviors shown

Never expected
Had not suspected
Would be blamed like this
Crushed than being kissed

Nothing pays 
For being kind these days
For you suffer coz you're good
People take you wrong, always would

Either you speak or stay silent
Can't control the other being violent
They shout, scream, abuse
Why bother? Whats the use?

They'd blame you
Shame you
Bury your soul
Would leave nothing at all

You'd lie shattered
Coz of people who mattered
In a blink of the eye
They'd leave you bidding goodbye

The Beauty and the Beast

We live in a world where physical appearance is the criteria by which people judge how as a human being you are. We live in a world where your level of fairness is directly proportional to the number of ‘rishtaas’ you’ll get. We live in a world where advertisers bank on the idea of how physically ‘beautiful’ you are. We live in a world of stereotypes, where a fat guy is perceived as dumb and a thin guy sipping a certain cola is shown as smart and clever. We live in a fake world! Where physical beauty is given prior importance and people don’t look beyond your ‘looks’.

Recently, when actress Aishwarya Rai Bachchan became a mother, and gained a lot of weight, most of which was baby fat, people’s perception and outlook towards her changed, they criticized her for not being able to shed those extra kilos and made fun and jokes on her. They criticized the lady who they themselves crowned as Miss World and enjoyed her movies and never missed a chance to praise how beautiful she ‘was’. No, she wasn’t, she still is. Why? How? She’s back in town, having lost those extra kilos. I myself was amazed at her recent appearance at the Cannes film festival, she looked ravishing and absolutely stunning. Extra weight or no extra weigh, I had always admired her beauty. This post isn’t about Aishwarya Rai, but is only a fine (and recent) example of how our perceptions change about a person depending on their appearance.

You don’t agree? 
Okay, let me ask you a question, if there are two guys standing together, one black and one white (yes, literally), who would you find attractive? The white guy? No? Even I would (unless he’s Will Smith!) it’s human nature, we’re not born racists, that’s what the society does to us.

There’s a reason why fairness cream ads come up, (these days for men as well!), there’s a reason why weight loss ointments and pills find so many buyers. Yes, I agree health issues are the main reason and should be, but most people (who look considerably fine) go for them. Why? To please the society? 
Why is it that a girl with a great body is perceived as a slut and only good for one night? Why is it that a healthy girl is perceived as homely and dumb? Why doesn’t she get attention while the hot slim girl has the entire college/office after her? Why is it that a dark complexioned girl doesn’t get marriage offers while a fair girl’s matrimonial account is full of requests? Fairness is now a major concern for guys as well, I recently watched a TV commercial with some fair actor selling a fairness cream. BUT WHY? 

Why is it that a person looking ‘socially acceptable’ is termed as beauty while a person not fulfilling the society’s hollow conditions is termed as a beast? 

Why do we need to change according to other people? Why do we need to get dressed/act/live according to others? It’s my life and I am the only person to decide for it not the other 10,000 people, who after giving their false opinions would disappear. It is true that the only thing people are going to see in you is how you LOOK, nobody falls in love with your personality. and sadly, nothing can be done about it. 

I am not too fair, I am not too slim, I am not too well behaved, and I’m NOT a Beast. 

That's Life?

Sitting alone on the terrace here
the stars above my head
I grab a bottle of beer
still a single tear not shed

There's a dearth of friends
they say I'm weird 
No one to grab my hand when i'm tense
I just sit alone scratching my beard

Not a single girl to be with me 
have I ever found
for whom I'd go on my knee
strange does it sound?

I used to look for a job 
they rejected me every time
referring to me as a snob
From when has being quiet been a crime?

They say I joke, I play 
I'm fun to be around
I know how to make my way 
Then why do they everytime throw me on the ground?

They say Life's a Bitch 
I don't really agree
why to blame life coz of your own glitch? 
Life's binding me but, I wanna be free!

Mom told me not to lose hope 
good things come to those who wait 
all this is difficult to cope 
wait? for a perfect mate?

I wished to have a happy life 
a perfect job, a big house
2 naughty kids and a wonderful wife
I got nothing, neither the kids nor the spouse

But hey, I'm still not alone
not till the time she's near
The one and the only one
The love of my life: My dearest beer!

Am I over Him?

At night, I lie down on the bed

staring at the ceiling above my head

Endless memories of the past

don’t go away that fast

In the room so dark with a blanket on

I stare at the walls, sometimes at my phone

Him, a flawed miracle, too lovely to look at

Hard to hold, harder to let go

I gave him all my heart, soul, time and thoughts

In turn I only asked for his ragged heart

It’s unbearable how the mind keeps going back to the past

I wanted to leave you better than how I found you

Unfortunately, you were at your worst

The darkness of the night is what I like the most

It keeps me guarded and secluded from the rest

I’m like the sea wave that keeps running back to the shore

To kiss the sand, again and again, asking for some more

You left like a bird leaving its home forever

To never come back, or leave back a single feather

In this dark lonely night i crave for togetherness

I’m a lover without love, yet I’m not loveless!

I wonder if I’m over him yet?

Then comes the answer, “not until my last breath!”

Him & Her

She was his morning sun
From waking him up to leading his way back home

She was that unfulfilled desire
From Creating curiosity to making him restless

Her kiss on his lips would set him free
But her hands running down his chest trapped him back

In her eyes he saw the love that wanted him and his soul
Her actions cleared his doubts even more

She was his north star
From keeping him away from wandering to shining her way through his life

She was the empty quiet night
Into which he could get lost and never come back

Do you remember me?

Hey you, favourite stranger

Do you remember who I am? 

I looked after you when the days were dark 

was there something in return that I ever ask?

Numerous days that we spent together without knowing

Do you realize where now we are going?

I remember all those sleepless nights

making our way out of the fights

You went away without saying goodbye

I want you back, I can't stop but try

Have I lost you completely or is there still a chance?

All I want with you is one last dance 

We were meant to be or not

I don't quite know but let's give it another shot?

It was never you, it was always 'we'

Come back to me on a count of one two and three

Hey you, favourite stranger

Do you even remember me?