Fair and Perfect ..

How has perfection taken over the world around us ....

My guess is it started with the Fair and Lovely ..

And well, it has taken over our entire life ..

Or so it seems when you look at the advertisement paper in newspapers ..

Or well, for that matter even the science column ...

And even when you watch Wake Up Sid :)

I would not say that I am not plagued by the evil disease ..

But not entirely taken over I guess ..

I still love my friends for their eccentricities more than their perfectness ..

I still look for a sign of mess in a house to call it home ..

I still crave for the slightly burnt pulav and the potato curry with lumps in it :)

I still have to start loving the extra weight that I carry though :P

Stars in the sky ..

I wanna stand with you on the mountain ...

I wanna play with you in the sea ...

I wanna somersault with you in the sand ...

I wanna lie with you to see the stars in the sky ...

I wanna wake up by your kiss ...

I wanna get dressed by your choice ...

I wanna groove to your music ..

I wanna make you all mine again ...

Teri pyaari pyaari soorat ko kisi ki nazar na lage ..

chashmebadoor .. :)

I know I am mad at you today and will probably stay so for a few more days. But happy birthday all the same. I hope u keep smiling and laughing always

And it seems we have come a long way in celebrating the birthdays now !!

My answer to Jagjit Singh :P

sadma to hai mujhe bhi ki tujhse juda hoon main

leking yeh sochta hoon ki ab tera kya hoon main

Daaman mein chupa ke rakhe hain tere khwaab bun

Aur fir yeh poochte ho ki mere kya ho tum

Bikhra pada hai tere hin ghar mein tera wajood

Bekaar mehfilon mein tujhe dhoondhta hoon main

lekin yeh sochta hoon ki ab tera kya hoon main

Ghar mein aur mehfilon mein dhoondha mujhe sada

Ek baar bhi saans lekar ruh mein jiye na tum

Aur fir yeh poochte ho ki mere kya ho tum

na jaane kis ada se liya tune mera naam

duniya samajh rahi hai ki sabkuch tera hoon main

lekin yeh sochta hoon ki tera kya hoon main

awaaz bhi di tumhe humne kai baar

duniya samajh gayi par samjhe nahi the tum

aur fir yeh poochte ho ki mere kya ho tum

le mere tazurbo se sabab ae mere rakeeb

do chaar saal mein tumse bada hoon main

lekin yeh sochta hoon ki tera kya hoon main

yun apne tajurbo ka wasta na do hamein

ki dil ke maamle mein chote padoge tum

aur fir yeh poochte ho ki mere kya ho tum

Written on 28th Aug 08 ..

The moment which is gone

touches me

The laughter that is torn

touches me

The flowing beauty

touches me

The sense of duty

toouches me

The music all creamy

touches me

The niceness so dreamy

touches me

And while those touches are all that matters

Its the touchiness of touch that shatters

No, I don't feel the touch

I want to feel it but no- I don't feel the touch

Groan .... the overuse of tuuch sucks :P .. it seems to imply something else even to my ears ;) .. or maybe its the company I am in :P

Today was a good morning

It is a good morning when

......you wake up without a hurry to reach some place on time

...... you wake up with a sated heart of having spent the previous day well

....... you know you can keep loling around on bed without feeling restless

..........you wake up to a nice weather, chirping birds and laughter in the home

..............you can sit with crossed leg on the chair in verandah and enjoy doing even the drudgery work on the laptop

.................the world and your heart seems at peace

Why i love thee

Because you never do things the way it is usually done, hence bringing a smile on my lips and a little dance for my spirit. 

Becuase you are free like a wind and nothing can bind you, well except your own weight or ur laziness ofcourse :P 

Because you always have stories to tell, opinions to give and people to talk about. 

Because you have the sexiest lips .

Because you can make me cry and be miserable. 

Because you can snatch away my friends and make them yours :P 

Because you love life ..

And now that I have written so nice words about you, you need to give me hints about my surprise gift, else I will write why do I hate thee. Well, I would write that anyways :P