Sunday, May 15, 2011

ITS NOT WHAT AROUND YOU…ITS WHAT INSIDE THAT MATTERS…


My friends are talking jovially around me…any other day, I would have joined them…but today its the loneliness inside me that matters…

They are discussing about the joy of being together…any other day, I would have added to it…but today, it’s the sadness in me that matters…

They are getting ready for a huge party tonight…any other day, I would have jumped into the fun fiesta eagerly… but today, It’s the space that I need for myself that matters…


I look at my table…any other day, I see there are a hundred things that need to be done...but today, it’s the gloom in me that matters…

I go out of the room…I look at the sky...any other day, I appreciate its marvelous black color…but today, it’s the blues inside me that matters…

The wind is blowing smoothly ...any other day, I love the wind easing and playing with me…but today, it’s the uneasiness inside me that matters…

The moon is shining brightly…any other day, it would have made me light up…but today it’s the darkness inside me that matters…

I see a kid playing around…I go n cuddle her...but I don’t take her in my arms as I always do…it’s the kid in me that’s crying that matters…

I go out for some work…any other day, I would be cautious about the heavy traffic and loud horns, but today it’s the noise in my heart that matters…

I come back the same path…any other day, I love to see the flowers that grow on the sidewalk…but today it’s the dried leaf of a lost memory that matters…


My cell rings…its my sister…any other day, I would have begun chirping to her…but today it’s the silence in me that matters…

After the talk, I cut the phone call…any other day, I would have been happy that she had called…but today, it’s the glumness in me that matters…

My favorite song has begun playing in the music player…any other day, it would have got me tapping my feet…but today, it’s the lack of rhythm inside me that matters…

I chance upon my diary which I had written when I was younger…any other day, I would have re-read it totally again…but today, it’s the lack of curiosity that matters…

I see my notepad…any other day, I d love to pen down all that I feel…but today, my words have frozen…that’s what matters…

Its late in the night…any other day, I would cuddle up comfortably in my blanket and sleep…but today, it’s the sleeplessness that matters…

The heartache that is inside...that’s what paining the most…

That’s what matters the most…

Its not what around me… Its what inside that matters the most…

Saturday, May 7, 2011


A PAGE OUT OF NISHA’S DIARY

I love to hear you...
when you say that enthusiastic hi when you pick my call...
when your voice so nicely says that you are coming to meet me...
when your voice is soft coz u have been thinking about me...
when your voice is so full of affection when you have been missing me...:)

I love to see you...
when you look all so dashing in your cool tshirt-and-jeans look...
when you look all so royal and handsome in formals...
when you look all so cute and yet smart in semi formals...
when you smile that all-so-endearing smile...

when you are sitting with a group..
and still manage to give me a special smile...
when you are busy but still take out time for me...
when you so nicely cherish me in front of your friends and mine...
and when you come to meet me coz u have been missing me...:)

I love being with you...
when you are super excited and happy...
when you are tense or worried..
when you are a bit angry...
when you are a bit too tired after a long day...:)

when you ride your bike so smoothly...
when you look at your cricket bat so adoringly…

I love to listen to you...
when you talk about your dreams...
when you talk about your fears and anticipation
when you are in your soft contemplative mood...
when you are worried and really anxious...

I love it...
when you express all your love so beautifully...
when you call me by so many beautiful names...
when you bear with my craziness...
when you love all that madness...

when you blow my hair...
when you hold my hand..
when you do all those small beautiful things....

I so much love it..
when you realize just by reading my messages that i am nervous...
when you call me instantly when you realize that something is wrong with me..
when you come to meet me as soon as you know that i need you...
when you give me a tight hug..

when you stay with me till I feel ok again...
when you take me out to make me feel better about myself...
when you say that I can achieve my dreams...
when you show all the belief and confidence in me...
when you look at me with that glitter in your eyes...

I love every...every small thing about you..
I love all your moods and ways...
I love everything that you do and say..
:) :) :)