Remembrance

She was an angel all I could tell,

Her eyes were so beautiful,

Like pearls of a shell.

I could never forget her touch,

It was just worth,

She smelled so nice like 

Nothing on this earth.

Walking the streets with her 

Are some delightful memories,

She walks slow and 

is allergic to “strawberries”.

When she is dressed in white,

It’s a wonderful delight,

You can never take your eyes away,

She is the day’s highlight.

She often told her worries, 

And the results of some wrong choice,

I am unable to resolve them,

Just lost in her voice!

Time flies by sitting beside her,

She talks a lot,

Only a part of it I could remember. 

I sometimes blank out 

Looking at her for a while,

The secret to it is hidden in her, 

Mysterious smile!

Well why I am telling this to you 

You must be thinking?

It’s just my way of remembering her,

She has moved on while

I am still sinking!

Photographs

A picture can say more than a thousand words,True, but what if the picture itself is of just words,
What is that expressing? It creates a more influential impact on a person's mind.
See for yourself...

true dream

Nothing to do, nothing to care,

After a long time life seems so fair,

So much to catch up, so much to remember,

No unfinished tasks, not-so-much midnight labor,

Now the days are gone,

Where sleep was extinct,

With worries and concerns surrounding me,

Mind was restless clinched with soul,

Was not even able to dream free,

For now it’s gone, I am really glad,

It’s like collections of memories so sad,

Which you never want to go through again,

But surely keep them as you once passed that lane, 

I often believe it should happen to you,

For it teaches to be tough, harsh and be true.

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fever gone..

So,now the igzam fever is gone , RELIEF! phew..
Summer is at its height now-a-days. It getting so hot and humid . 
Well I remember one funny saying of my friend's teacher,it goes like
"Garmi teen tarah it hoti hai ,
 june ki garmi,oon(wool) ki garmi and khoon ki garmi" 


Ah ,well wrote one poem .. that too on exam.. 
here goes..

Going through the notes, flipping through the pages,

Scribbling with a pen like we are doing for the ages,

Sitting on a chair, Eyes open wide,

Some prefer books, some just mug guides,

So much course, So much to learn,

Is that gonna decide, how much will we earn?

Mind is focused, Heart takes a walk,

Every now and then we open Gtalk,

Some are slow learners while some are wise,

Some reading for the first time, while some just revise,

All get grades either good or bad,

Some are very happy, while some seem sad,

God is gracious, he knows all,

He doesn't give everything to everyone and all...

it's all for now.. will catch up really soon.