Give Me

I realised today, I m a hopeless romantic. I know my friends call me passionate, but romantic... that too a die hard and hopeless one... I do love 'love'. I have conversations with it almost everyday.... You want to know what I say to love... Read on!!!


GIVE ME....

Give me some inspiration love, you have always found ways to do that,
Give me something to write of, because I m nothing if not my words,
Give me some one to sing my songs to, someone, anyone,
Because the worst death my words can have is to go unheard.

Give me some thing to wake up for, even on the early Monday mornings,
Give me some words to wrap myself in, because they would remind me of him,
Give me some jitters again, some more moments of breathlessness,
Give me my fool’s paradise, my little place of being blissfully dumb.

Oh love, give me some one pure, someone to share myself with,
Give me someone beautiful, someone I can let enter my soul,
Give me a secret; let him be a secret to the world,
Give me someone charming, someone who can make me whole.

Give me his strong arms, to fall into when I feel weak,
Give me a beautiful smile, that will make my heart jump with joy,
Oh love, give me the happiness, give me the love of my life,
Give this little girl, her little lover boy,

Oh love, give me a reason to smile, a reason to survive,
Oh love, give me my prince, the prince of my magical kingdom,
Give me a heart full of love, and a head full of dreams,
Oh love, give me the song of my heart, a song to hum.

(Cant remember the date....But is Pretty Recent!!!)

Brother, Oh Sweet Brother Of Mine...

Okay, I know I should be studying for the mid term exam that is tomorrow morning, but I cannot help but write this. Especially after having cried the “khushi ke aansu” twice today, like an itsy bitsy baby clutching the cardboard box (it shall explain itself later)…

Around a year ago, I joined this place of higher learning. And I met a lot of people, some good folks, some not so good folks, and some very special persons, possessing the rarest and purest of souls. One of them (yes I have the pleasure of knowing more than one.) is Sumeet Rathore aka Rats aka Bhai aka Yudhistar – tho he doesn’t know about most of these (his) nicknames!!! Butt the phenomenon that is Sumeet, Mature, Understanding, Sweet, Loving, Caring… I know it sounds like his testimonial but cant help but reiterate the fact that Eiffel tower is very tall, Sholay is a hit and Taj Mahal is in India!!! :D

Moving onnn…..

So, why this sudden surge of emotion? He has pretty much been the same person over the last year…right!!! So background first: I call him bhai, and also did the usual tying of rakhi last year anddd…. I, being the totally self centred person that I am, forgot to do that this year.

IMAGINE!!! He should be angry right? Annoyed, infuriated.. etc etc… Nothing at all.. He actually gave me a gift instead!! A box of chocolate that too… chocolate!!!! :D :D (see photo, me holding the cardboard box, which I still have preserved tho the chocolates are long gone.. damn you boys!!!)
Talk about love… Imagine he actually went to the store, thought of me, bought me a gift.. It makes all the difference to me- that he conferred upon me such love….

(Okay crying bout no.3 coming along…. )

I mean I don’t know what I did to deserve such brothers… But I m sure glad I did it… tho it does make me feel like the scum feeding on the parasite at the bottom of some lake… Super Duper nice people- MAHA caring… : ) And then there is me...!!!

This one is for you sumeet, I know it’s a bit juvenile and all.. but it’s the emotion that counts right!!!

Brother brother brother of mine,
You make me float on cloud number nine,
Brother O’ mine, you are so sweet,
It took us so long to meet,
Oh brother of mine, I m nothing if I compare,
To the love you give me and the care,
Hey brother of mine, tho we aren’t related by blood,
We have a bond that will pass the test of time, it would!!
So please never forget me ever,
With love, your sister…

(Crying session no.4 comes to an end... :D)

A happy Rakhi to all... :)

I think you know

Since am still not writing anything worthy of an audience, let me post this for you: A poem written about a year ago, by a girl for a boy she fell in love with. Sweet little thing called love we all have to go through I guess.






I think you know...


I think you know, I think you know,
By the way I look at you,
I think you know, I think you know,
That I care for you so.

Staying up all night together,
I wanna stay in that moment forever,
I wanna know everything about you,
Everything you wanna let me know.

I think you know, I think you know,
When you look into my eyes,
I think you know, I think you know,
That I’m falling for you tonight,

Every hug, every wink, every flying kiss,
Goes on over and over in my head,
When you whisper sweet nothings to me,
It says what you left unsaid.

I think you know, I think you know,
I was dead until I met you,
I think you know, I think you know,
I’m never gonna let you go.

Cos I love you like crazy,
I always will, my baby.

5/8/2007