Sunday, May 28, 2017

with you



At Patya we had only 45 minutes. A hugesome beach resort and your memories some broken others naive. Today when I pick my day I feel as if I have lost you. My heart opines better not say like this. May be time put its twigs in shape and I can feel those magnanimous moments with you. 




A hope of your coming.



Vacuity of
what I breathe around

often feels
its better

I have searched
pros and cons

past and present

often tumble down
at my own making

stand again

a hope of
your coming

His empire


When I see
hatred opportunism envy
canvas of His being

I ask flowers
how scintillating 

its good to be

like you
sun makes

you remake

His empire 
MR RANBIR KAPOOR my blog is something that needs a brain to understand, taporia brain is not enough to make a sense out of it. 
Love! when I visit my village I cross a river bridge. It often reminds me of my father. Some trees have gone a little higher other scenario remains same. My father used to ferry me on his bike. I dont have bike but etios may be handy. come mess is not for intelligent hearts as they live for the day. 

Saturday, May 27, 2017

I see many faces.


Shiv kumar batalvi said jo bodhik hei vo vo dhirei dhirei mar raha hei yei to hoga hi to' yei baat hei.

I see many faces

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