The suns rays slash through the ripples of muddy water with venegence..as though wanting to wipe them from the very face of earth forever.

And I grasp and pant to hold on to the shadows of my words.

And then the meaning of happiness changes.

The radio doesn't sound quite that nice,

Tram rides dont excite so much.

A bottle of beer seems more alluring

Than candy floss.

A dance floor at a night club,

Seems a better a plance to be in than

The vastness of an empty playground.

Amusement parks don't amuse all that much.

And joy rides arent very joyful.

The price tag on a gift begins to matter

And it becomes embarrassing to

Have mothers kiss you on the forehead.

Friend change acording to the job profile,

Loved ones become the bothering ones.

Life takes a sharp turn,

Plunges into whole new definitions.

...And then suddenly

The very meaning of happiness changes.

Changes, as you grow up.

To the lights that blazed on streets,

The fire that sounded in their heads.

To the love that was there,

And the one that pretended to be there.

To Eagles, Dylan and Straits,

Eliot, Dickens and the rest.

To my nation and the tricoloured flag

Feeling proud despite what isn't there.

To a room that became the world

And words that lashed out like swords.

To belief and loosing faith

Life, death and all that jazz.

To laughter that echoes in our ears

And eyes that made you touch the sky.

To revoulutions and their revolutionaries

The ones who brought hope to a million hearts.

To that one song that took your breath away,

And those few words that left you spellbounded for the rest of the day.

To utter chaos and board examinations

And overrated and overpriced education systems.

To winning and losing,

Past, present and the future.

To falling in love and getting heartboken.

To falling in love all over again,

Attaining new heights of impossibilities.

To making sense out of the senseless

And love out of nothing at all..

To methods of madness and potato heads,

To pot bellies and long legs!!

To Ma and Pa,

For pocket money and the rest.

To dreams and illusions.

To joy and happiness.

To ecstacy and bliss.

To disiilusionment and sorrow.

To grief and bitterness.

To the explainanble and undecipherable.

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To lovers, haters and the indifferent

A very Happy New Year.

This might be stupid but who cares???

I don't.

You know what I don't care about?

I don't care about the fact that I haven't written for months...I don't care about the fact that I have totaly lost touch and to tell the truth don't even know what I am going to write but here I am..writing...YES!! I am writing and thats the most important part.



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They wished me last night. Many of them. They wished that my new year would be a great one and I have all my wishes fulfilled. But they ignored my very first wish.

I wished that the year doesn't end. Its not that my year was a fantastic one. I mean,yes, there are a few fantastic things that happened this year and the way round as well.

But the one thing that I realized the most this year is that it hurts...it hurts to leave the old times behind...and it hurts the most when old time leaves you behind.

It hurts. Really does.