my heart feels.

How are you love. I am not comfortable even in my house. you know when you not with me every thing is uncomfortable . Any how. 
petals of morning mist
flowing with showering 
waves of my heart
say
hei
good morning

I walk step n step
slow n fast

may be
a step
a little
closer

my heart feels 

or something else.

Probably I told you I hardly have any taste for music , it would be seemingly too haughty expression you inner half may react so but its a truth I have literally no taste for music. I would like to sit with you to see some good staged arts but again I am very scary as the people let not express myself probably my age is not that young to write that as I have often seen the aged being abandoned for themselves to develop survive life at their disposal.  any how probably you have become dheeth to not to come here.

I have often wondered
why I pick my fingers
just to write 
what I can feel
you may like

in absentia

sometimes
it feels like
as if I write

say for the writing sake

then I have hardly
some thing to talk to

so 
you may be my music
which I put on

but I dont know

whether its the music
or something else. 

haven't you heard.

Good Morning Love. I was thinking where are you. You have neither told your address nor you have come here. I know the job and earning money on a yearly basis life is the concern of even what to identify , one day I thought that only Dr. Manmohan Singh knows the economics but love there is a tea seller adjoining the milk booth the mother diary just a few minutes walk to this house , I was taking chocolate cream at this booth, and found that iron stool placed over there was a better place even to Rashtrapati Palace. I just noticed this tea wala was saying that you have to first see whether a work worth 10 K can be generated only then you should expect that , that xxx will be giving you this much.

clouds of my heart
come every moments
showers of your love

ask 
dont be that alone
I have just met her

it asks 
how is she

it pause
silence prevails

my heart
wonders

does it mean
what it doesn't

have known

it asks me
why dont you tell

where is your know how

I keep quiet
a little longer

it retorts

haven't you heard

Aap ho bhi yaaein' sirsa.

Ricky was given to her mom in his 8th class and Navita remained with me til her 12 th standard. One day both the kids were sleeping and I told that I have to go sirsa as your eldest Uncle is admitted in hospital. They were a little hesitant as no one was there to look after as they knew every day break fast and rikshaw taking and school dress was a big job , I took the train at around 9 PM and reached at sirsa at 1.30 AM , I traversed the lines / the shed area on foot and located the sagwan hospital where all were present and practically sleeping. I stayed for a say 2 hrs whilst sitting on a stool and then traversed the same route and took the same train back. When I reached at house Navita was asked to open the door . She was happy to find me but said Papa aap ho bhi yaaein' sirsa. 

may it be

You might have seen this snap fitting took an extra time as I feel as per unix the basic language of all computing system available a file can not be written on a file if its to be done some in between say a short of shell It need to be there any how I have forgotten all these Greek s of computing software as of now. 

flowers do speak

a soft 

a hard

may be

un written as well

the mist s

and fog

frost of mine

some of your

talk to each other

verbatim

may it be

modern cycles

Deepika I am not used to type the way I am doing now. But you see if we can do away with the bloody izzat ka tokara then modern cycles are there for say 40 K and its not bad if chief of army staff and President of India should compulsorily use it so that the sari of sonia gandhi and mahal of mayawati raand can be understood by the masses why so much negative politics and tamasha is being given to the beautiful faces of tv walas I know they have their job and some roti to earn but bengal ki raand and jayalitha may not understand the nose never cuts short if public do not understand that a kejriwal is a non sense and tamasha playing politics is a bad idea for all,

na janei.

murkho kei tabalei mei
kabhi kabhi
koi yeik murkh
apni hi si dunia

na

janei