That was just a dream.

may be you ll understand
may be you ll see.
come one day and tell me
that was just a dream
walk on , lifes new again
its not us , and not who we are
but what we were , and that was not us
they were ones lost,surrounded
with fake tears and laughs all around.
Confused and imbued with anger and hate
with mind snared and tangled in gossamers
with life taking its daily toll,
with life singing long lullabies,
we slept away our time in ignorance
we cried away our anger in tears,
we wilted in the sun and the summer days
summer days brought us love,from many ways.
We paid no heed to wat we had,
We owed no deed to each other,
constrained by love,and that which was aplenty,
the deed was forgot,
and so were you.

Humane

- The prologue -

She was the most misunderstood.

- ________

Reasoning is Hollow

Everyone would find reasons to judge her.There was no shortage of doubts about her.She seemed far too nice to me in the first instance.I would watch her smile , her eyes...They bore a nuances of innocence ,childishness,stubborn authority..

Authority is something that intimidates people.No matter how much you love a leader,its often hard to take direct commands from him at all times , though thats what you claim he/she is exceptionally good at.Irony.Yes , so was it with her.....The irony almost ate her up.Most doubted , for her quiet behaviour , she went on ahead , doing as she pleased , she managed to assume a very wraith like figure in my mind. Not that i did not know her...I always felt that there was some mystery surrounding her.Some grief , some unknown , some secret....... I could always tell from her eyes..she was unhappy....

Many a times i thought that i could do something about it because its always hard to drown into an ocean of uknown. I could never see what she was thinking.Neither did i think that i knew her well enough till then....The attempt however failed at multiple times.You never mess with authority.You obey and you let it yield.I waited.

And it did.

It was just one of those days...One of the most insignificant days , i was sure , it would be ...but someone had let the butterfly flutter a wing .....and the flood gates opened..She spoke.....and all was white..

Shes an angel.

Dedicated to - a very sweet friend of mine..

lay em by

lest they do it , i wont cleave
neither make my mind believe,
for the truth that can never you see
will remain shrouded until all they heave
a sigh of relief a smile of joy,
reap em up oh boy , oh boy
mind mind elates with the world heavenly
yes there you are, my heart , i say
gently gently..
forever a cynic , i shall surrender,
to no one but the great blunder,
i told myself , the worlds man maketh,
but i forget , that the world maketh the man.
i shall scale those mountains unscaled by many,
tell myself there wernt many,
if think so others , so will thee
for gods never noteworthy,
hard to believe whats harder to see,
for gods , never noteworthy.

- based on some conversations i had with my friend about ending war and starting a peace process.also based on the documentary i saw on discovery channel about the peace for a day mission to make 21st sep a global ceasefire day.