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when u try to sleep
its time to raise to the tunes of undefined
standing on a desolate corner of railway station
generally at too odd hrs
waiting for u
when the train comes
slowly bogey by bogey crosses me
very few ones focused like me
but I am looking for someone
who that can be
my heart asks as if it's not been informed
for whom I am waiting for
u're not there
I know it beyond doubt
still I search your face in the emerging crowd
this season scorching heat
u might not have ventured out of your AC room
but I come out occasionally
may be
u might have forgotten to bring your lunch
I have visualised u being around
whilst I know
you're no where around
my heart asks
why you don't wait for her
I laugh at its nuances
as
I have never forgotten you
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like every Army officer's room mine one is equipped with one mirror
I sparingly use this part of my live environs
like the only one of relevance, on contrary,which I happen to live with over the seconds I happen to be
its very early hrs
I am not used to write at such times
many beauty brings another beauty to pulsate hard for a meaning
may be visible to a privileged ones
often whilst at such odd hrs drive
I remember too much of empire of thoughts
visible spectrum of
what u have sided
but it keeps me throbbing
like the environs
at my univ
I have wondered too much at that uncertain times
neither is a sea change to it
at my contemporary conflicts
the work equation
and my heart
the uncertain moments
probably a de facto
I do ask a lot at such odd hrs
with or without u being
around my airy world of
some too tough and hot to handle
other too cool
like your aura
at my soul
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the classic of yore sometimes negate my aversion to oldies
" mere dhushman tu khushi ko tarphei.........mujhei gam deine wale tu khushi ko tarphei........................." these are a few lines of super duper hit song of a jubli era of ........ staring Dharmendra and (here I don't remember the opposite star......if you can recall kindly add her name. (a hint of that female star is........she was Aishwaria Rai of yesterday.Could not marry due to her popular stance., rather remained undecided to whom to love if at all..is she Asha Parikh (but this name is more akin to Lata Mangeshkar....I am literally seized by loss of memory.)
my heart asks: is it true time never changes
I get bogged down by a simple and holistic query
may be I've lot lot more to learn about, inspite of my boasting of knowing the world's ultimate knowledges.
but why the hell u are so touchy all of a sudden: my nerves intervene like a veteran referee
but who is the veteran of our destiny
probably no body
the combines of co-factors run roost
burnt out heart or otherwise
its your business
time go on taking its own toll
but yes its true
memories belie memories
you may or may not understand
things are too hardy and Un-negotiable
buts that's the life all about
I often talk to my friends in a philosophical jovial mood
me and my heart
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I often wonder at so many things and justice of happenings around
Its not that I fall short of know how of the genesis
but the cardinal remains
its not within your means
my heart says
better have developed means
I see the horizons
as if means are being made at its hazy ends
I do not know the future
but it keeps me busy
with your thoughts at my heart
yester evening I strolled to a chemist shop
but saw a beauty in Himalayan hair a steps ahead of me
my heart and brain competed in realising the Nature bounty
she was jostled a bit at my research quotient
like a child
my heart asked
why you are still too different to all the stuff around
may be you got a heart
with resonance of wavelengths
I happen to have
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When you happen to live at many places under different connotations of live world around, experiences by default are different with etc.
There is Subash Place/Wazirpur Office Empire where I pulsate hard to find my meanings. I have circled this place innumerable times for mundanes.
yesterday I happened to visit this, inside with one of my sweet hearts: equations changed and oceanic depth of relevance and euphemistic moments were all around : howsoever momentary.
I know I have talked of gene language at lengths.
But this aspects is ever evolving and you are left with ever vibrant challenges to reckon with.
my heart asks
is that the reasons for my illusive love letters
I stare at horizons
and ask for replies
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this is what your neurons perceive of me
but I am least concerned
reasons may be many
one is: I know myself
and the reasons of your illusions
but the interesting factor is
my love letters written to you
fetch a horrible combine of
-----------married---------
and from some modern ultra hostile girls/etc
I laugh at all
while going to my office
you remain busy at your work at my arm's length
whilst I talk to the beauty around
nerves at work , heart bound to you
my inner half asks
how you survive this sort of misfits
I remember my famous " survival of fittest"
but my heart pulls me up
for whom
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when u try to sleep
