Akela..

In a lonely large world.. life is a little game..
take it by the horns.. live it by your rules...
but remember yet.. it is but a game...

Jeeloon is pal mein

kabhi hai haasil, kabhi ek khoj
zindagi ek pehloo . sujha na pau
kabhi hu zinda, kabhi khoya
zindagi ek safar .. sambhal na pau

Akela hu sabh ke sangh, adhura tere bin
Hai haasil duniya..
phisalthi reth hai mutti mein..
hu bhataktha hua musafir..
hu adhoora ek kahaani ..

Doondu iss soonapan mein ek manzil
ya bhatku inn lehron ke disha..
kal ka khwaab ka kya patha..
jeeloon is pal mein.. 

Better world

It's a better world. .than the way its told
Its a better world, than what we have been sold.
it ain't so cold, there's hands to hold
And warm words doled.
to embrace, there's arms that unfold
and shoulders lent, when there is a need.

the MLC

As i drive along, a lot many times, i see people standing over bridges - just staring down at the freeway. Watching the cars fly by. watching people pass through. Thousands of stories - a moment of which - they become part of - while all of these moments together adding up to nothing of an afternoon for the ones on the bridge.

My days - of late - seem to resemble more and more - like standing on the bridge watching the traffic flow through under. There's many a story going around - none of which i seem to be of any importance to - or able to make an impact on. Life goes on. And like the ones on the bridge, I eventually get up and head home.

The little ones are the only ones that seem to provide some rhyme and reason to my days - the only silver lining. Maybe this is what midlife crisis is - maybe i should buy myself a bike :) Wait - is 35 like mid life? hmm..