To You,

Dear Bestfriend,

It’s not true..

That I don’t miss you anymore

I know I don’t call that often

And we don’t share the same town anymore

I know it’s been years since you moved

And we don’t see each other anymore

But it’s still not true

That I don’t miss you anymore

You’re the first person whom I called a friend

And not because it was convenient

We are as different as we can be

But somehow we make it work

We have little interest in common

But we still talk for hours

You don’t relate to my struggles and pain

But you’re still with me at every bend

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Dear Bestfriend,

I know you miss me too but you won't say it out loud. But I'm not a coward like you. So there it is.

Before you

I was terrified of this world

looking at those Shadows

Spreading on this earth

You tilted my head upward

showed me the stars

And I stopped shuddering in the dark

You told me

any of them could be mine

The thought made me smile

I wandered around at nights

Looking for that tiny light

That would feel just right

Just mine

And I finally found it

Not up above, in the skies

But around me

Among the fireflies.

Isn't life a little strange?

We all know how it begins and ends

But we still want to live through it

Is it because how we live matter

Or 'cause that's the only thing in our hands?

Or maybe it does matter

Not for us

But for the people of the future

We all know that

The epilogue has already been written

But wouldn't it be a victory for us

If on our way, we could make the path

A little less hard

A little more clear

Not for us

But for the people of the future

एक सवाल आपने किया

एक हम भी करते हैं

वो राम जी हैं

जिन्हें सब आदर्श मानते हैं;

छोड कर अपने राज़ मुकूट

उन्होंने पीता का वचन निभाया

बिना भोग वीलास के

चौदा वर्ष वन में विताया;

आपने प्रेम का वंधन

जोड़ा सिर्फ़ माता सीता के साथ

मगर जब लांछन लगा उनके

चरित्र पे, छोड़ दिया उनका हाथ;

कहते हैं प्राण से बढकर

वचन है रघुवंशियों का

विवाह के सात वचनों में एक

रक्षा अपने पत्नि के सम्मान का;

क्या पत्नि से किया

वचन का कोई मान नहीं होता?

आखिर क्यों सिर्फ़ एक अच्छे

पुत्र बन ने से वो आदर्श है कहलाता?

आखिर क्यों ?

आज भी,

रामायण और महाभारत देखने पर

कुछ सवाल आते हैं

और मन को विचलित कर देते है।

क्यो माँ सीता के चरित्र पर सवाल उठाए गए ?

क्यो उन्हें अपवित्र कहा ?

भगवान राम के सामने उन्होंने अग्नी परीक्षा दी थी,

वह सब जानते थे,

फिर ऐसा क्यों हुआ ?

क्यो पाङव और कोरवो के खेल में

द्रौपदी का सौदा हुआ ?

क्यो भरी सभा में

सभी के सामने चीरहरण हुआ ?

क्यों किसी ने कुछ नहीं कहा ?

क्यो सब मौन रहे ?

वहाँ तो कृष्ण ने आकर

द्रौपदी का चीर बढा दिया था,

पर क्यो हुआ ऐसा ?

न ही सीता और द्रौपदी

त्रेता युग में और द्वापर युग में

सुरक्षित थी

और न ही आज कलयुग में सुरक्षित है ।

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-writingsbypb

( मैं भगवान के विरुद्ध नहीं हूँ, बस इतनी सी बात है कि क्यों ऐसा हुआ और क्या कभी इन सवालों के जवाब मिलेंगे ? )

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To me...

You were my pain

A cruel feeling

That consumed my mind.

Till I forgot everything else

You are all I thought

And you are all I felt

You were my anchor

That didn't let me surface

I was bound to you

Until the day I drowned

And it was relief I felt

With the release

Of my last breath..

To you,

I was your shadow

Always following you

In stormy nights

In grainy lights

Even in your darkest hours

When you were too immersed

In your own darkness to see me.

I was your air

Essence of your life

But unnoticed

Until the day I left

And you realised

What suffocation is.

I was your sun

You frowned

Whenever you looked at me

Hid yourself

In my presence

But you didn't realise

Without me

No dawn is coming.

Ever wondered what it feels like to breathe under the ocean; to taste the water from the grey cloud; to touch the seven colours of rainbow?

Ever wondered how it feels to live in a world where days start with shadows or exist in a void to that makes you practically weightless?

Evil Place Called Mind

I stare into the void,

Lost in my head.

I scream from inside,

I beg for help.

It's an bottomless abyss,

An endless maze.

As the tendrils of evil thoughts,

Drags me down,

Deeper and deeper,

To some dark unknown place.

I look at the sky,

Grasping the hanging roots of sanity,

I pray to God,

For some semblance of reality.

But the sky still remains dark,

As it throws back my plea,

As if saying I'm not worthy enough,

For the life given to me.

I lose my grip on sanity,

Losing all hope,

As a firm tendril yanks me down,

Trapping me somewhere I can't get out of.

It's the evil place called my mind.

[a better place]

I like it here

I like the tranquility

The soft glow of moon

And the hidden reality

I like the coolness of

Passing breeze on my skin

And the sound of leaves

Dancing along with it

I like the stars in this world

They don't mock me

Glancing down from their heaven

Here, they watch me

With a knowing smile

As if something good is to happen.

I like this place

I just don't know

How to hold onto it.

Unlikeable

There's a girl in my class

Bright eyes and golden skin

Everyone loved her

But she's not me

Though I didn't desire her spotlight

But I too wanted to be liked

So I wove a new skin

With golden threads of lies

I wore it everywhere

Hiding me from myself

I smiled a little more

Talked a little less

I put up a good front

Yet it wasn't enough

underneath the fake skin

I couldn't hide the real me

It was so exhausting

“I gave up”

But I still can't figure out

How to be likeable