-
I wrote a little ‘POEM’ for you
[[Dedicated to all the ‘Gaurav’z, I currently am bothered by]] 😛 😉 We met due to little accident initially, with talks of nothing much other than the Earth and the Sky which turned into prolonged hours between acquaintances, resulting into friends, i.e. you and I. There were things sweet and others too sour but all through these hills and valleys I came to trust you more but what counts is something that contributes equally to this your faith and belief you put in me, a devil in disguise, I am a kind of she So, to acknowledge what you mean to me, I write down all that was long due…
-
The good inside of you
The good inside of you is trying so hard to glow shed your tears and free your mind then let all the good flow  It’s so simple to be happy and yet so difficult to be simple Being good in yourself, in your soul is the key to tinkle  You can look but you will not find happiness is the good within us and can’t be derived from any material kind  Therefore, it’s always important to remember to laugh and love, one and all alike to old and new to make the life count all you do, acknowledge The good inside of you!
-
I see some good in you
You want to be famous You want to be looked up by all You want to shine, shimmer and glitter You want to be right under the spot-light ball You are mean, lusty and blinded to anything remotely sweet but from where I see, you walk deserted, on a long street  You are pretty You are smart but what others dont see is, you also have a heart  A heart that was no always so hollow A heart you now fear to follow A heart that has closed all its doors A heart with nothing but empty floors  I wish people would know you more a little…
-
It’s the ‘X’ that I can’t find
“Find X” I know it’s no rhyme it’s my misery and of plenty others, that thousands cry in words or in mime  Nowdays, it’s often accompanied by Y and Z which is frequently all the reason in my copy for all that is red  Initially it was just one ‘X’ now there is a baseless stack I hardly know the number of cards of the deck that I have and those I lost I just know I can’t ever find any at all  They say it will all be fine find one, and the rest will be kind But it’s not one, I have spent hours of…
-
A rather Funny Fellow
A rather funny fellow is one I know Black and Green, he adorns where ever he goes  funny speech funny gestures less concerned about his subjects more about delivering his lectures  “It’s not good” “It’s not nice” he keeps teaching on and on like preaching meat and mice He firmly believes in assigning than assisting but, to any hard work from his side, however, he is always resisting Nonetheless, he’s intelligent and nice perfect to be entitled a stall about a rather funny fellow, I know, that’s all!
-
‘Love Stories’ in a metro
On Monday, while travelling in the Metro, a strange thing happened to me. I got to the station just in time to board the train. It was one crowded coach of a crowded train that I boarded! There was just some space by the door where one could stand. I went as inside as possible (which wasn’t even two full steps) and then held onto the left side handle by the door. There was already someone standing, leaning against the left side map and so I had to stand partially blocking the way to the door. Then, probably at Yamuna Bank Station (enroute Pragati Maidan to Noida City Centre), a…