Thursday, 12 January 2012

men and women


Woman do not choose a man with better resume, all she need is a man to listen her unlike a man who generally chooses not talk though be in his own mind about 95 per cent of time. Form books to movies we always see the difference between the two beings of different planets sometime they become great friends or lovers. Trying to sort out the differences is never easy. Woman can never act as a man and man can never think like a woman. But still we appreciate when the both beings fake to fit in each other’s shoes.
The game between the mind and heart goes on. When a woman dates a guy she does not carry a check list “is he handsome?”, “is he sophisticated?”, “can he be trained?” and so many other things, but she has only one thing in her mind that is “will he listen to me?” if this question is answered then you can actually get an idea that what kind of man you are with. And for ladies at least try a chance to attempt to appreciate men in whatever they do even to the smallest thing. They want to get appreciated and needed. That’s all they want and after that they are like “ginnie” who would do it all to make you happy. And if men are ready to listen to women, then women are like fairies who would eventually give them a loving world where men will get the warm den with regular supply of clean socks!

Tuesday, 10 January 2012

Why do we get hurt?


When we know that something are not meant for us, then why do we imagine ourselves in that perfect picture to which we do not belong to and still we do.
I don’t know about others but by the time I am realising that I have developed a tendency of imagining myself in that perfect picture where my smile is not just a curve on face but a heartfelt expression. I also realised it ‘late’ though that it would not give anything which I want. But still I do.
I believe I must stop living in dreams, but at the same time I also know it is keeping me alive. Then how do I spring up from getting hurt further. May be my words are not taking me to anywhere, but I must be somewhere..!

Friday, 6 January 2012

palke bund hai par inme neend kahan.


Palke bund hai par inme neend kaha,
Jage ankhon se dekha tha sapna.

Aas paas hai khushiya bhikhri,
Par phir bhi hai mera mann udaas.

Jaane kahan ruth gaya hai mera khuda,
Dhundti phir rahi hu mein unhe zameen aur aasmaan.

Tutt gaye sare khwaab ek pal mein,
Meri manzil dhundli par gaye.

Mujhe chhor kar tu chala gaya,
Mein to raah mein chalte chalte tham gaye.

Palke bund hai par inme neend kaha,
Jage ankhon se dekha tha sapna.