I dont know why my heart waits only for you.

yes Deepika it is boring in my flat today is Saturday only another day of waiting and thus goes my life with me. I when walk back on sandy pathways of rajpath I often miss you but I dont know whether you miss me at all. Peoples have paraded many girls in and around me but I dont know why my heart waits only for you. 

company does make the difference, probably its exotic for me to have one. Any how its a part of life. 

Deepika I probably told you that my writing s were read by my so called sister and her coterie that make s the hell around where I breathe for you but love you will get astonished to know that Mr. Putin of USSR is not a better crank to them. 

my heart and you

sometimes my heart asks
whether its true
you make me fool all the time
at your way

I pause for a moment
see if I can have a say


I know
its effervescent
its not defines

may be
to me as well

but I know
it will come

its questions
die hard spirit

may be I dont know 

yes Deepika you can come from that Bombay maddening world, we can go some where if you like, No you need not arrange any damn thing , just come in your single dress , No security at all. Just relax and come , nothing will happen to you whilst you are with me. 

I have searched hard

who knows more than you that life is not a poem at all as you have been exposed to practically cross cultures or say civilizations of the world but still I am writing a poem for you may be that is my own way of remaining relevant as seriously telling you no one simply can  imagine the hell I have lived and probably you will come to change this hell to normal life at least.

broken pieces
I search every eve
how to get it
make a shape

some of your heart
some of mine one

I dont know
whom so ever
I happened to have
some moments
of daffodils

why
it were so ephemeral

I have search hard

what should I say like

my heart says
I have found
but it keeps mum

I scare to ask
what it means

I search instead
a relevance
bereft of meaning

I know
my heart is profusely
madly innocent

It murmurs
I am not

I lost in my world

what should I say like 

I think I have told you that face book is a totally different thing that is why I dont go there I prefer to respond here only. No I dont catch any body simply remain lost in my own world. No I dont even catch ricky and navu . I remain to my self. 

nothing yaar its very simple, my genuine contacts are being construed for the bloody vested thought mechanisms whilst I am very simple yaar : nothing to do with any fuss around. 

you are talking of isolation come and stay with me and then realise the hell. even ricky and navu can not be contacted ( now a days they have been allowed otherwise by those bloody sick brains lets not name them ). 

Nothing deepika maid is being continuously used a decoy of spying upon me bloody filthiest brain set ups and the underneath poem was actually meant for you only just to tell you that even if you actually decide to come overlooking your carrier profile which is something better not say anything , I dont know why my so genuine letters or poems primarily meant for you only are being construed for some one else whilst I have specifically written that those who are affected by their own actions and presume it to be my mis deed better never ever read my entries. 

on your coming

I do not know
what change is there
if you ever come to live with me

as my age is failing me
may be
you can give another relief to live

some times you will help me re invigorating to move some where
but then a female brings with her
problems undefined

probably you are not that much aware
how a female brings problems undefined

but you are highly evolved

so I am hope ful
life may return
on you r coming 

I have deleted the entry on some one wish but I will prefer to tell that soul that keep cool this is a bloody non sense of nerves which has not only made my life hell but created hell every where I happen to be. 

I do know
life is different for
so is the ways
I some how make
my own ways
every eve

may a day come

you can have
what probably
your heart is too
fearsome

Deepika when my memories of my happy life with my kids haunt me then I generally solace me with certain things like life is never is never defined.

I have yet to know
moments haunt me
life beyond life
may be 
I search hard

moments haunt me
fears at heart
woven threads 
I stagger hard

Deepika dont you feel you are specially made as time is not moving at face book but I am talking to you so warmthful.

day and night

thick of my heart
moments of me

I take a sigh
may my heart

can have

I know
woods have deep

deep is sky
I search

day and night

Deepika today my maid was searching every corner of this flat if I have hidden a female with me or not . I did not react naturally, but I do feel you being a super star probably you have to develop an extra sense to absorb such behaviour when you come to me as I have no scope of coming to Bombay. There are many reasons why I will never come to Bombay one is that city is bloody crowdy to the thins and I dont like that another is where we will stay your lime light will have an adverse effect on your carrier. but I seriously dont know if you will ever come to me.