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Sunday, 18 March 2018

My Guardian Angels

When your sisters leave the home, your home isn't the home. It's just a house...
What brothers feel when sisters leave home after marriage... My two sisters got married a weak ago and this poem is dedicated to them.




I don’t know you, who are you? I was wondering in the crib.
you were taking care of me but you were also small, maybe five years?

Wooo, you took me out of the crib for the first time,
I hoped you wouldn’t drop me; your hands were too small to lift me.

Waaa, Whaaa, I was crying as you dropped me.
I’ll take revenge, I thought though I was too small to think.



I started sleeping outside crib finally. I was able to know
People around me now. I got to know you are my sister.

We fought to have that single chocolate but at the end,
you sacrificed everything to see the smile on my face.

I remember my first day in the school, I cried to go to mom
But you pampered me just like another mother from the God above

On the days of Rakhi when I had nothing to gift you,
You were the one who just asked for a hug and a kiss.

When mom punished me for the mischief I used to do,
You were the one who gave me a shoulder to cry.

We fought many times while playing and making mud pies,
But we shared secret and growing pains as we grew up together.



I told you I wouldn’t cry on the day of your marriage,
But I couldn’t hold and bear the pain on that night.

With your wedding, few things will come to the end,
But I’m so happy for you two and extend my deepest love.

Life just wouldn’t be same without you around us,

And all the wonderful memories you have given me…


Saturday, 24 February 2018

Do I love you?

When she asked if I love her not...

Do I love you?
I don’t know what love is
But I want to feel it with you
If that’s love, then yes, I love you.

Do I love you?
Maybe I don’t think of you all time
But I care and ask, “Have you eaten yet?”
If that’s love, then yes, I love you.

Do I love you?
I don’t cry about your problems
But I help and teach you to face them
If that’s love, then yes, I love you.

Do I love you?
I’m practical-thinking kind person
But with you, I try to be crazy like you
If that’s love, then yes, I love you.

Do I love you?
I don’t smile or laugh a lot
But with you, I’m all smiles
If that’s love, then yes, I love you.

Do I love you?
I don’t talk a lot on telephone
But I’m all jittery when you’re not reachable
If that’s love, then yes, I love you.

Do I love you?
Yes, we fight many times
But next morning, I try everything to make things work
If that’s love, then yes, I love you.

Do I love you?
I have her number saved, my ex
But I feel guilty when I see her profile picture
If that’s love, then yes, I love you.

Do I love you?
I hate khichu and sandwiches
But with you, I eat it to see laugh on your face
If that’s love, then yes, I love you.

Do I love you?
I’m good when I’m alone
But with you, everything seems pleasing
If that’s love, then yes, I love you.

How do you know that you love me?
You ask this question many times
But I reply today with this poem
If that’s love, then yes, I love you.










Saturday, 25 March 2017

Why do they judge?

Why do they judge me?
When they do not know me,
When they do not understand me.
I'm not mad neither I'm sad.
It's just me who loves to be alone.
I talk less, just to listen more.
Yes, I smile, I laugh too.
But I stay away from those fake smiles.
Am I weird? I don't think so.
Don't judge me, I'm just me, being myself.
Only God can judge me but even
he doesn't know me like I do.




It happens with me, when I'm surrounded with new people, they judge me by my less talking or less interaction. They think I'm angry or I'm never happy. But it's not true. I'm happy in my own way. And everyone should be.

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