Favor of Furrow...

Streaming like a River, was her flow

congregating energy had him synergized to bow

Every moment of flow, had been kimono

sheer bliss found igloo in his brow

Haa! it was not a long chronicle

universe had is plan some thing simple

what been assumed as a natural flow

turned out be a favor from indebted furrow...

Good Bye

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spilling drops of brimming fluid,

untouched with all around feud

raw anonymity, berserk rolling oculus

as if opium has taken shape of damsel

neither knew of whats unveiling it self

will it be shining sand or damp thrilling cliff

they had commitment in their core

never said it as if a whore

  

unison remained a pleasant myriad

Good Bye, had been word to be forbid...

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Edited to Add Description: These are words of a guy who said (first four lines) for his fairer part, who is bound to fall apart (last six lines)

Some stills from my really not so still life....

 what is it?  :) any guess

ये शाम मस्तानी...

 

Keep Smiling...

SAG(E)S.......NOT REALLY...Lolllzzzzzzzz

SAG(E)S are called for an Pan India (or may be other countries are invited, I don't know, Indian Home Maker  to blame for all this) disclosure and declarations. They are saying that all have washed their hand in this BAHATI GANGA , which is flowing up side down according to some very sacred  I-don't-know-meter.

For this IHM- Public Revelation Act,2010, about my Sins Against Gender Stereotype, I hereby declare followings:

1. I have a strange fondness for key rings. (I don't know if it qualifies for this)

2. Since childhood I used to do cleaning of home, Laundry, Dishes. (as per my capacity)

3. Know cooking (ahm....ahm...it may be an example of self appraisal)but I am not a good cook for sure.

4. Chocolates. (I dont know how these sweeties fallen in this catagory.IHM....Gaaarrrhh)

5. Have played Teacher Teacher, Table Tennis, Badminton etc. Never thought about any game as girlish or some thing like that many other games are there.

6. A reading freak that when I used run out of reading matter, I would start reading Ladies Magz (some times

     I used to read them before my mom :))

7. Believe in word commitment.

8. Don't hate pink or any other color for that matter.

9. I don't encourage Eve teasing(aka sexual harassment)

List goes on...last but not least IHM has thrown a curse to wear pink (for men) and wow I am already wearing that...  :)

I would like to hear from HaRy, Shas, Vipul & Vibhuti about their SINs

55 Fiction#4: Perspective

He was looking in her eyes.
This evening had come after a long time.
He felt a sense of alienation. Warmth, embrace, he used to see for him earlier, was absent now.
He asked hurtfully,"what has been changed?"
She replied, catching him off guard, staring nowhere,"Perspective"

P.S. To know about 55 fiction

timir...

कुछ अहसास अनकहे से तैर रहे थे हवाओं में

अधरों पे इक मुस्कराहट, जो फैल जाये फिजाओं में

हमने इतना ही चाहा और कुछ यूँ पूछा अदाओं ने

हो तुम अजनबी या कोई छलावा,भर लेते हो बाँहों में 

कश लेते हो हमारी साँसों का, जो है बदलती आहों में

हंस कर हमने कहा इतना ही, रंग बदलती निशाओं में

न मेहताब, न ही अली, शायद तिमिर भटकता दिशाओं में 

Zazbat....

शमा जलती रही कुछ इस तरह

तिमिर की बाँहों में मचलती रही कुछ इस तरह

शरारत कभी, कभी उदासी थी नशीली  आखो में

प्यार कभी तकरार थी उनकी बाँहों में

नहीं था तो बस एक अहसास 

अहसास उनके, होने का 

उनकी आँखों से 

पूछा तिमिर ने कसकसात से

वो कहे उठे कुछ इस क़दर

फलसफा हो तुम, रूहानी बातों के 

कैसे फना हो जाये सिर्फ तुम्हारे ज़ज्बातों में...

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