The story of a girl

The maiden who lived in a crowded world,
Not just an account, its the story of a girl..
Story of a girl, her life in a rut,
Thinking of a change, afraid to speak up..

The ghost of times is wandering around..
Care for her, do look for her.

She hides from the mass, sticks to her whims,
Unaware of the tricks that the clock plays..
Ways monotonous, she dreams in this place,
Where people will not ever listen to her..

The ghost of times is wandering around..
Care for her, do look for her.

Hides her sorrows with her laughter...careless and carefree,
Lets the world think, she is happy as she oughts to be..
Waters the old tree and makes the small dame smile,
Surrendering to the fate of others all this while..

The ghost of times is wandering around..
Care for her, do look for her.

This is the story of a girl, simple n ordinary,
Is her existence for the folks so vile??
She searches and searches but couldn't find...
The reason to live across the miles..

The ghost of times is wandering around..
Care for her, do look for her...

And then comes an angel, who shows her the daylight,
Not just the doomsday but also the srtrife..
Figuring the mistakes she moves ahead,
Never to commit the wrongs again..

The ghost of times is wandering around..
Care for her, do look for her..

He teaches her to smile, to laugh and cry,
Smile that reaches her beautiful eyes..
She is happy and she falls in love with the angel..
The angel who is divine...there for her..for the time.

The ghost of times is wandering around..
Care for her, do look for her.

A sign to show her that she can stay happy..
To prove that she deserves to play the games..
She is here to live and not to slave,
To sing songs in the fields and play a little naive.

The ghost of times is wandering around..
Searching for her but couldn't recount.

And when she realizes it all over again..
The angel knows that his visit didn't go in vain..
A smile, the will, the courage to move on..
Always remember what he taught, is all he wants.

The ghost of times is wandering around..
Engulfing the maiden in an enlightening cloud.

Now she looks far into the horizon,
With new hopes and joys to come..
He has released her of the despair..
And now she breathes with an open mind.

The ghost is not troubling the girl again..
It has tried hard and went insane.
And it disappeared exhausted n defeated..
Because the angel took him away.

Goodbye says the angel, as he proceeds to heaven..
"You will always be cheerful if u forget the pain,
Forget the past, cherish the present..
Sure you will have better things in your way."

Ambiguity sometimes...

This one is for a sweet friend...:)

Sometimes our words are ironical, we say something but mean something else.
Do something but want to do something else..
And sometimes we are wrong...dunno..but at times..we are.
Things get ambiguous..sometimes.
There are two kinds of situations..good and bad..nothing intermediate.
Then what creates ambiguity??
No one knows..
 But things still get ambiguous..sometimes.
Forget the bad times and cherish the good ones..
What's the point in being sad about things that we don't have control over??
Because we do need to accept..
Things get ambiguous..sometimes. :)

IGNORANCE...

I want to see through the ideas, of others as well as mine..
To go beyond perceptions, known and unknown..apprehensive as well as unanticipated.
But...the difficulty to reason is the very fact..that people are ignorant of ignorance..
And I am ignorant...
Suffice it to say that things don't always go the way you want them to..
But there is always a choice, to smile and not be blue.
Someone somewhere is there..present.. for you, in the mist to support through.
Ignorance is not always useless...
And thus i am ignorant...

Dreams...!!

Harbouring few dreams, I entered this world of competition, of high hopes and great expectations..


Surviving an emanating gush of emotions,there was no way to run away..

Hovering through my mind, enough of the strife, tried to erase the bitter experiences in life..

Then after a second's thought, it occured to me, arent these chance events lessons for free??

Dreams of the past and dreams of the present, suddenly seems to be two different sides of the coin..

Weighing these terms, i realise the importance of both,

one that nurtured the hope and the other that encouraged to cope..

Memories drift across.......when i saw my old pic..

This is the only thing that, to me, till the end will stick..

Flickering through the old album, i wonder why we grew up???

As small kids we played around, boundaries never drew up..

Unaware of the word called 'stress', leading life of carefree days..

Somewhere down the glorious roads, I never imbibed that we would ever change ways..

Now, we are two worlds apart, but the beautiful memories are unforgettable..

Landed on a place completely new, hanging around are my dreams incredible..

Aspiration wid innocent cravings, thinking beyond the limitations..

Nobody knows where our fate shall take us, now its time to break old myths and notions..

When i opened my eyes, it dawned to me...dreams are not the angels that come when we sleep..

But they are the devils disguised as angels, that creep in our minds, and snatch our peace..

Not that they're evil in any respect, but are the arrows that sting our conscience..

They make us wander the unexplored territories, crossing the divisions, breaking the fence..

Dream is not a part of us, we are the ones who append from it..

We are the dreams and dreams are 'we', making our lives brightly lit..

Then after a second's thought, it occured to me, arent these chance events lessons for free???

Dreams!!!

Politics In Love ??!!

The things that I never knew, went past by my eyes..
The things I always adhered to, turned out to be lies..
The fairy tail endings which I loved believing in, time made me realise it was just a rusted bead in the sequin..
What is in front of us, need not be the reality..
Times have changed and so has the morality..
You can never know, even the sweetest smile can lie..
So give a turn around, before the feelings die..
An honest heart that cries seeing your priceless tears, in this fake world can banish your fears..
The only problem is, that such a heart is rare, ready to make you happy, ready to love and care..
But thats the craziest thing called LIFE, there's no winning without a reasonable strife..
Today's big rule is that if you want to succeed, the only way is, to trample and proceed..
But what about the teachings? The virtues and the ethics?
The only ace that works in this era...is nothing but politics...!!!