Pathankot - My View

It strains credulity that private citizens carrying automatic weapons and RDX can stroll over one of the most tense international borders without their government being party to the enterprise. Whether the ISI or certain rogue elements within it are fully accountable to the army chief and whether he in turn submits to his Prime Minister's constitutional authority are not issues for India to interpret. Pakistan's actions do not inspire any confidence in its words or assurances. Instead of switching the dialogue on and off spasmodically, it is better for it to proceed in a completely impersonal, professional manner, without personal capital being invested in it. One positive outcome of NSA to NSA talks on terror should be for the other side to be sensitized to the scale and intensity of reciprocal actions that will be taken after each outrage. The presence of so many innocent civilians on each side should be cause for introspection and restraint.

Why I was alone!

All of this time I have waited

All of my life I have looked for you

I have been so devasted

By what I had to endure to prepare for you

Nothing has brought me such joy

As being able to see that you are real

I wished for you like a young boy

My emptiness you did fill

Many have come and left

Many have broken my heart

Some may have ended their quest

For me it was just a start.

Past is teacher of things

The weight of the things gone wrong

Even the caged bird sings

I have found myself a new song

I don't regret the others

The ones that did me wrong

The mistakes I made that smothered

The shames of moving along

I realized the blessing

The one that lead me to you

The past heartaches manifesting

Preparing me for you

Now I know how to love

Pain taught me how to

All of my life I've been waiting

I was being groomed for you.

A gift for Knowing You!

There are gifts of many treasures
For both the young and old,
From the tiniest little trinkets
To great boxes filled with gold.

But, put them all together
And they could not stand in queue,
Of the greatest gift of all
The gift of knowing you.

When your times are filled with troubles
Sadness, grief, or even doubt,
When all those things you planned on
Just aren't turning out.

Just turn and look behind you
From the place at which you stand,
And look for me through the shadows
And reach out for my hand.

I will lift from you your burden
And cry for you your tears,
Bear the pain of all your sorrows
Though it may be for a thousand years.

For in the end I would be happy
To have helped you start a new,
It's a small price to pay
For the gift of knowing you.

The Boy in the Mirror

I look in the mirror and see a boy,

Who is staring back at me.

I don't know who he is,

Because he's not the boy I wanna be.

he puts a smile on,

While inside he is falling apart.

he says, "I'm okay",

As pain fills his heart.

he pretends not to care,

As everyone slowly walks away.

he hides behind his mask,

And pretends to be okay.

he is scared to open up,

And call someone his best friend.

They all turn out the same,

And never really care in the end.

he is scared to let people close,

It always ends up as heartache.

he decides to trust someone,

But it always ends up as a big mistake.

he feels like a stranger in his own home,

Like he doesn't even belong.

he tries the best he can,

But it always seems to be wrong.

he freezes up at the word "love",

People throw it around too much.

His muscles constrict,

As he is afraid to be touched.

he has ideas for the future,

Hopes and dreams of his own.

But he doesn't hold his breath,

Because disappointment is all he has ever known.

he asks, "Why am I never good enough",

"Why am I always second choice"?

People tell him he's got to stand up for what he wants,

he's got to find his own voice.

I know who I wanna be,

It's all so much clearer.

But the fact of life is,

I'm only the boy in the mirror.

We are Boys ,Americans are men!!!

The fact is Osama bin laden is killed and not state managed by US. There is a crystal clear of his body which has been shown by all major channels and the US is going to show to all the media. With regard to the other issue of India doing or asking the similar thing about the other India centric terrorists is nothing but a pipe dream. First we are not US, second, the world gives respects only to those who are not only brave, but act like a brave. We, the Indians, especially this UPA has lacks it completely. One Won't be surprised that people like, Digvijaya Singh and more specifically, the nonsense called, "Mani Shankar Iyer" will give their expert opinion, how it will demoralize the Muslims!.. The plain truth is we could not decide the fate of the person who has been given death sentence by the supreme court for parliament attack, fearing, backlash from, "Kashmir Muslims".. when this is the state of affairs in this banana republic, it is too much to ask any meaningful act from this inept government. We have to salute the Americans, they have difference of opinion among themselves, especially that of Republicans and Democrats, but when it comes to their Country, they will do, like what Bush said, when the twin tower collapsed, " Mark our words, we will smoke them out".. This is what a country is expected to behave..and should be. Not like Chidambaram and the other candle light Wallas, plea to hand over the mastermind of mumbai terror.. We are boys..Americans are MEN. That is the difference

The End of Another Relation!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Your smile is worth a thousand lives and your love is worth a million deaths.You said "i like you" and you mean so much to me and i mean nothing to you or a world that doesn't care. I don't want anyone to have you or your love but you let go of my hand and i slipped away.You stood there watching as my world came crashing down and did nothing to help.Your smile is worth a thousand lives but your love is worth more. You say i like you but you don't mean it. i told you goodbye once and now i say it again i hope you have a good life but i wont get to finish mine. Your life seems to be better without me in it to hold you back.You kept telling me you loved me but it was all lies your smile is worth a thousand lives and your love even more. You told me that i was your soul-mate but you were wrong and now I'm gone. you told me you would save me but you let me go and i begged you to stay but now I'm gone.

Missing A Friend

Can a heart be felt from afar
I ask this question
As I wish upon a star
That my thought might reach
Wherever you are

Since we first met
I read your poems and felt your heart
I felt you from the start
Friendship naturally grew
I feel the feeling will not part
Through all the kind things

We have as friends shared
I wonder if you realized
How much I felt you and cared
Up or down, no matter how we fared

Time has passed
Feelings have had time to rest
It seems something must be expressed
Of all the people I've ever met in life
You're among the few I miss and like best

I wish of course there were more like you
But, honestly, I don't feel so many in view
Who weathered storms and sadness deep
And still have hopeful hearts to see things new
If we're apart too long I still think of you

The Infinite Kindness

In my heart
There is infinite kindness
In my heart
There is infinite care

I've thought what it would feel like
To hold your hand
To walk with you
To listen to your heart and understand

I wanted to imagine being with you
As if it was just US
Away from life in a dream
That lasted more than a week

I wanted look behind the curtains
To see what's inside your heart
And browse around your sweet soul
Just to have a peek

I wanted to laugh and smile
And dream with you unencumbered
For mile after mile
I imagined doing that for a while

I wanted to spend time with you
Before you chose another man
I wanted you to know me inside out
Feel everything true that I really am

You see I've loved you already
A thousand times in my heart
I loved being a friend to you
And inside me you'll always be a part

Which makes it hard sometimes to reconcile
I've missed you so long now
I've thought about it for a long while
And even through the sadness of missing you

Your memory
The feeling of care
That was always there
Still makes me smile

The Slippig Rays of Hope

I can't fall back on the things I used to count on
I've found myself to be too unlike the person I was
The world hasn't got me downI just seem to be down despite
All the potential I saw in myself when I was young
Has been replaced by the urge to take
When I've given all I have
The end is on the horizon
But I couldn't move now if I tried
I ruin all I touch
A most instrumental Midas curse
I will never know myself until I learn to stand again
I really want to love
It just seems I don't know how
The slipping rays of hope hardly stay my broken soul
In the vastness of existence, I seem to have lost control

A Time Will Come

There is a time!
when a bird will fly so high that we can't see
feathers grew in the nest in the night before the day time

there is a time!
when river shall become oceans
an expansion occured while we were asleep in the night time

there is a time!
when zakius shall climb the tree once again
just to see the master come

there is a time
when bronze will turn into a diamond
just because change is inevitable

a time will come!
when many will know
that they have just been left behind
work to the top now

for the time will come when those who mocked you
will salute and adore you

Speechless

I am speechless, but I find something to say.
Something to fill the silence, the empty space, the 1,000 miles that I have gone away.
My hands are shaking, a nervous sense overwhelms my thoughts.
All this that had been put behind, resurfaces and sucks me into the waves I have fought.
Striking me with memories put to past.
Feels like just yesterday, the days go by so fast.
Knowing that the time is wrong,
just one day away, is far too long.

Holding you close, I don’t want to leave your side.
Another day and I’ll be taking another ride,
to another place, where I can’t see your beautiful face.
Still up late at night, thinking of your eyes , your touch, your smile.
Wishing that someday we might be with each other for more than just a while.
Our last moment together plays and replays,
you are my silence, you fill my empty space.

Story Untold!

words are SPOKEN,
but no one HEARS,
words are BROKEN,
and so fallen TEARS,
forgotten PLACES,
leave it all BEHIND,
and so fading FACES,
with memories to REMIND,

everything gone AWAY,
with a blink of an EYE,
look for the words to SAY,
ask yourself WHY,
i'll write these PAGES,
my story UNTOLD,
escapes these CAGES,
my story UNFOLDS

A Little While

I do not live on "wishes" come true

so if only for a little while my time is spent with you

then at least i will know that this happiness

exists, and my everyday life doesn't have to be so repetitious

atleast i will know again the feeling of arms around me

holding me close, surrounding me

lifting my spirits when i am feeling down

snuggling close and wrapped in each others warmth

for now, our feelings wants and needs are joined

cause if only for a little while then at least we are here

and i would rather smile than waste time on my fears

cause if only for a little while this all remains real and true

these memories will be great to look back on cause

for a little while they were made with you

Memories!!!

The warmth of a memory touches in time,
A though from my past crosses my mind,
I stop to reflect as I remember on my yesterdays,
it's hard to forget as the moment replays,
regrets and what ifs run through my head,
fighting past all the tears I have bled,
millions of memories some happy some sad,
so many constant thoughts the good and the bad,
roads that I have traveled some smooth and some rough,
I've lost and I have won been down and came up.

where are you my friend?!

it was sometime ago,
when i met you,
you love to tease me
then i make you pay....

it was a wonderful memories
that we both shared...
i miss the fun...those happy days
so sad we have to part ways...

laughing together,
can't stay without messaging each other,
i miss the song,
though we are both out of tune...

i miss the old days,
from sunrise til sunset
we never get tired to share
our dreams, wishes and prayer

but somehow you have to go,
i left where we both grew...
but i know i have the memories
of the wonderful friendship...

that you and i wonderfully built...
things may not be the same anymore
the way they used to be but
i know in our heart we still care...

you'll will always be my one special friend!
you will never be forgotten!

i miss you my friend

They Say

They say it's a Boy
They say when he was born he was pretty.
They say he loved shoes
They say he always were Shoes Then the rumors all changed
They say he hates Shoes
Theysay he likes black
They say he's worthless
They say he won't go back
They say he's nothing
They say he won't change
They say he's the Ghost


Well guess what??!!
What they say is about me.

Trying to Bond, Waiting in peace.

May be u don’t think about me
Or may have forgotten me
But the walls will speak the promises u made
The trees will protect the bond we shared
The birds will sing out the joy you gave…
The serene waters will reflect the spark in your eye
The stars will twinkle out the kisses
And the moon will remain as the symbol of care…
The flowers will spread your fragrance
The gentle breeze will give the warmth of you
While everything around me is full of you,
Everything around you is something else…
I wait in peace… that u will come to me …
With a silent call… a tight hug ….
And a promising promise …..
To continue the everlasting bond…."
(not the way u now think either...)
i love me and pat myself......
i hate me and slap myself....
i flirt with me .... i just insult me.....
(And still not a psych either)....

Moon Shy

Dark clouds racing across the sky.
True love began to fly.
In a love nest so dry.

The sky has gone from blue to gray.
The sun tried to peek through.
But the only sunshine in the room today,
Was my friend you.

The day turned into a night so crisp and cold.
A million stars dotted the sky.
On my sweetheart and I they did spy.
While the moon seemed shy.

Harmony in Humanity

Part of what I love so much about writing, and in fact the very mission of this blog, is the ability to connect with and relate to others through shared stories. The written word is such a powerful, viral way to reach others. By sharing our stories, we invite others inside our own worlds and us inside theirs. We have built a unique bond, sometimes with an individual we’ve never even met in person, that is both strong and genuine. In a world where there is far too much disconnectedness, aggression and animosity, communication and sharing our unique yet often universal personal tales truly ties us together. Though the world is composed of people of different genders, a variety of colors, religious beliefs, sexual orientations, values and goals, one thing unites us: we are all humans, sharing a journey through life. Our stories and our paths may not be exactly the same, but we are all moving along together, learning, laughing, mourning, growing, healing, loving, being. When we share our tales with others, we find commonalities between us that we may never have realized, or been exposed otherwise. Despite our best efforts to deny it, we as humans are each much more alike than we think. Beyond being the main goal of my writing, this is also my mission in life: share bits and pieces of my innermost self in effort to connect with others (and in the process, I have found I can’t help but become more self-aware and understanding of me as well).

So, as you might expect, I love when readers reach out to tell me they related to a blog I posted or article I wrote. In a way, this makes me feel more complete, and as though I’m fulfilling my life’s purpose. By the same token, I can also appreciate when people do not share my viewpoints, or relate to a tale I’ve expressed. After all, the beauty of life also lies in our differences.

If you have the inkling to connect too, I urge you to write. Even if it’s just in your own personal notebook. Connecting with oneself is equally, if not the MOST, important. The eye-opening journey toward self-awareness and acceptance is the first (and crucial) step toward connecting with and accepting others. This is important, as I am learning through my own inner and outer journeys; there is real harmony in humanity.

I Still Intend To Smile

What I searched for I never found,
What I love will never last,
What I want is never mine,
What is mine is not what I want,
But I still intend to smile.

What I hugged is now a mist,
What I loved is now just a memory,
Who I wished to be with is now the tears on my face,
The place I loved to sit is now being rebuilt,
But I still intend to smile.

The place I call home is slowly falling apart,
The people I called relations are fading away,
The person I truly love I’m scared I’ll lose,
The places the bought happiness now bring tears,
But I still intend to smile.

My reason for living is now unknown,
My purpose for life is now nothing,
My path of life is now destroyed by nature,
My peaceful mountain peak has erupted,
But I still intend to smile.

The colorful world in front of me is now black and white
The sharp images in front of me is now small and blurry
The beautiful land that surrounded me is now just a deserted island.
The rose I was holding is now slowly dying.
But I still intend to smile.

The words I spoke non stop now find it difficult to come out,
The jokes I made without thinking no longer exists,
The laughs I had with people seems to never happen again
The memories with the people I love is now like a old album
But I still intend to smile.

My happy part of life seems to have found an end
My sorrow part of life seems to have just started,
My days with laughter have died
My days with tears have born
But I still intend to smile – because there isn’t any situation that Stops you from smiling, so simply just smile.