Windows to Soul

baat pate ki kahunga mein, gaur farman har koi aaj taj mahal mein bhi banwata, hoti mere paas bhi mumtaz. chup chaap sehta main bhi duniya ke pathar ki maar agar mere liye bhi kurbani dene ko, hoti koi laila tayaar. lanka ko mitti mein milata, jaise usme tha sirf kaanch samudra paar main bhi karta, agar aati meri sita pe aanch. uske judai mein main bhi rota, peete peete banta devdas mujhse milne ka raah dekhti, hoti koi chandramukhi khaas. mera prem bhi amar kehlate, dete log uski misaal hoti koi jiska mujhse na mile, hota radha jaisa haal. deta main usko saari khushiyaan, poori karta main uski har ek aas agar mere paas bhi koi aisi hoti, jisko hota mere dard ka ehsaas.

Life seems harsh when trying to get rid of the ghosts from the past and the present seems distantly familiar. Worst of all the only companion who stands by your side during this difficult phase feels the exactly same way about life. Now the million dollar question is will life ever return back to normal? I read somewhere that a caterpillar's transition to a butterfly is initiated by a process wherein it wraps itself in a hard cocoon and tries to break out of it using its developing wings. It is said that more the force applied by the caterpillar, the stronger the wings grow. It is a very painful process and it somebody tries to relieve the caterpillar out of its misery by cutting the cocoon, its wings are rendered useless as they lack the strength to support the butterfly's weight. But what if the caterpillar is too weak and succumbs to the pain and fatigue of breaking the cocoon?

i wish the life was a little more cool or i was a kid, still going to some school the life was easy and i had not gone through so much i wish i was myself and still had that innocent touch i wish life was simple or i did'nt succumb to my desires or believed in people and that they were'nt liars i wish you were here, somewhere around someone i can still trust on this strange ground and be my eyes so there can be more things that i can see or i wish that the life was just a little less cruel to me

why did you go away from me, leaving behind a void that cannot be filled it's now so hard to trust anybody else around here there's no one with whom that bond can be sealed you taught me what's right, you taught me what's wrong, but you left me alone to accept it, how can you expect me to be that strong? so nobody to talk to now, now nobody to share leaving me alone in this open ground, devoid of all air, Now there's no crimson,no magenta, everything is black and white I have everything i can possibly have but nothing feels at all right dont tell me where you've gone, or when you'll be back but please give me a hint or two, i already have my bags packed. it's just few days, couple of days since you've gone my friend but without you it's equivalent to an eternity for now i am left with no one even to pretend.

In the sweaty hot summer of June o'nine When things were messy, nothing was fine, Inspiration was the key nowhere to find, Blew a wind to cheer up every tired mind. Laughing, playing, with lot of fun he came to our lives, He taught us all how to come out of our hives. There was something to learn for everyone in his way, Delivered fabulously until came the wicked day. But memories were created to be cherished for years, And so the day he departed even the sky had tears. Characters like him you'll seldom pass by, Such an amazing soul is this Bengaluru guy.

I am too tired, i cannot fight Music is the only drug that makes me light Working all day, it seems so long That's the reason why i am writing this song Help me it's so dark i cannot see The face in the mirror it ain't me Help me......Help me Somebody help me.... When i was a child i was told I got to be someone before i grow old Got to be big there's no place for small That's the reason i wanted it all Help me there's so much desire Burning me from inside like a fire Help me.....Help me Somebody help me .. Wanted to be a superhero one day Mimicked everyone that came along the way Things my brain said i tend to refuse That's the reason why i am so confuse Help me i dunno where to go When to rise and when to bow Help me...help me Somebody help me ... Found good friends, me they adored But that wasn't enough, i wanted more It was too late by the time i realized That's the reason why i lost the prize Help me I'm left without a friend No one's no...

They dont ask a question, they dont need an explanation, They are our driving force, they always keep us in action. They accept us the way we are, never ask us to change, They fill our lives with colors of varied range. Ask them for anything, somehow they'll manage, they never say no, Do something wrong, without hurting you they'll try to let you know. No matter how much in pain they are, one glance of ours make them smile, They are ready to walk the wildest road with us, every inch of its mile. They give us the power to get over difficult things, They take us to unachievable heights, they are our wings. So today we gather to celebrate the same spirit with them, Just a small tribute, nothing compared to what they have done. Lets take this forum to let them know, that no matter what, they come first, For they are the only elixir available to us in this world that can quench all our thirst.