HEARTBREAK

At first we loved, but not again.
We met at the mall,
and we talked ever since.
We stood starring at each other,
I wondered the time, 
We'd stand together. 
Holding hands as we walk down the street,
I wondered when our lips
Would meet.
My heart is broken, 
you seem to ignore, The pain I
have, when you left me sore.
Our love was strong 
In which now your
heart is blind to see, now I feel
that your love has forgotten
completely about me.
Well all in all I'm heartbroken
Without you by my side,
I wish we could love each other 
like we did that one time.

In Your Honor

Unselfishly, you left your fathers and your mothers,
You left behind your sisters and your brothers.
Leaving your beloved children and wives,
You put on hold, your dreams-your lives.
On foreign soil, you found yourself planted
To fight for those whose freedom you granted.
Without your sacrifice, their cause would be lost
But you carried onward, no matter the cost.
Many horrors you had endured and seen.
Many faces had haunted your dreams.
You cheered as your enemies littered the ground;
You cried as your brothers fell all around.
When it was over, you all came back home,
Some were left with memories to face all alone;
Some found themselves in the company of friends
As their crosses cast shadows across the land.
Those who survived were forever scarred
Emotionally, physically, permanently marred.
Those who did not now sleep eternally
Neath the ground they had given their lives to keep free.
With a hand upon my heart, I feel The pride and respect; my
reverence is revealed
In the tears that now stream down my upturned face
As our flag waves above you, in her glory and grace.
Freedom was the gift that you unselfishly gave
Pain and death was the price that you ultimately paid....
Every day, I give my utmost admiration
To those who had fought to defend our nation.

Love is where you are!!!!!!!

Whenever there's a helping hand,
Or a word of encouragement...
Whenever there are cheerful thoughts,
Or hope that's heaven sent...
Whenever gardens tended to,
Or lovely music sounds...
Wherever there is a laughter,
And happiness abounds.......

Whenever there is an open door,
a hug, a kiss, a smile...
Whenever there's someone glad,
To walk with you a mile...
Wherever there are faith and trust,
and heart that really care..
Whenever the world is beautiful,
You'll know that love is there..

Its always been wonderful,
to be there with you...
Because wherever you are,
My love is there too......

FATE

I often ponder on the fact that what Fate exactly is? They say it is a fixed decree by which the order of things is prescribed or the immutable law of the universe, others say it is the force by which all existence is determined and conditioned.  Everyone states the same statement in its various versions. Visualize a guy who passed away due to cancer because of his smoking habits right before his marriage or a footballer who lost his legs in an accident after a football final while driving back home. I wonder if this Fate somehow could have been actually different for both of them. Had the guy paid more attention to the words of warning written on the cigarette pack or would have cared a bit more about his family then the things might have been different. Same goes for the footballer, maybe he was drunk or not showing the necessary concentration on the road that resulted in such a disastrous life-changing situation. Now I ask, can this Fate actually be changed?

I think about this and am forced to link Fate with the Karma-Dharma theory. I recall a famous proverb which we used to jot down in our cursive writing books – “As you sow, so shall you reap”. I guess what happened above in both the cases was indeed a result of the actions of near past. Whom would everyone prefer, a bad man with good habits or a good man with bad habits (Don’t confuse habits with deeds). I am quite sure that I am gonna go with the latter. A good man would never have intentions of hurting someone even a bit and his actions would always result in a greater good but his habits being considered as bad from a specific point of view might result in his wrong Fate. On the contrary a Bad man can do all the shit on this human race and still good habits might save his ass at the end of the day. If not that, a Tsunami will take over a good man and a bad man together without any discrimination of their actions. I marvel on the fact that in spite of doing all the good things to this globe a person can end up anywhere, so is this good karma indeed important?

I believe it is. There is always a fault related to all the blows and tragedies of life. Maybe the driver should have been more attentive and the smoker should have given more respect to the warnings. Our little actions or slight heed to the warnings can change the entire fate on an individual. To end I would just like to share a poem which I saw somewhere  -

I Have Seen Castles Made Out Of Sand,

Met People Who BelieveFate Is Engraved On The Palm Of Their Hands,

I Have Seen People Change Their Faith,

Exprienced Love Change Into Hate,

I Have Seen People Grow Younger With Age,

n A Bird Who Would Not Fly Out Of An Open Cage,

I Have Seen Love Sold For Money,

People Who Are Devastated Inside But Outside They Are Funny,

I Have Seen The Unicorn Fall In Love With The Toad,

People Who Owned Half The City Have Now Hit The Road,

I Have Learned To Expect The Unexpcted,

Perfection Doesn't Exist,We Are All Defectd,

Everyone Cries,Some Just Hide Their Tears,

They Say Coal Turns Into Valueble Diamond..

Someone May Believe You Are One In Million,

For Others You Are Just Another Nobody In The Billion...

Cherish All Your Moments Happy or Sad,

Feel... See More Blessed With What You Are... !

PROSTITUTION

*Prostitution*

“I won’t pay a penny more than 200 rupees.” Sahib said. I looked at him seductively biting my lips. “Make it 300 sahib, I promise you won’t regret it.” “I’ll pay you 250 and that is final. You have to make my night worth or I won’t pay you a single penny.” I had no customers that day and I had no option but to agree. “Okay Sahib, as you say. Give me the money and I’ll make preparations for everything.”

I am a prostitute by profession and a proud one at that. My name is Priti but people here call me ‘Chikni’. It’s like a pen name you writer guys have. My parents wanted me to become a doctor. But I have always wanted to be a lawyer. Things became bad when my dad lost his job as a security guard when the mall closed down. I had to discontinue my studies because I was expected to take care of the house, my parents, and my younger brother.
I remember how my mother forced me to sleep with my neighbour for a hundred rupees. I was fifteen then. I felt dirty and used. But I had a hearty meal after days. I couldn’t sleep that day. I kept wondering what is worse: people’s self-imposed morals or sacrificing yourself on the altar of your self-imposed morals. Hell, I don’t think I did anything wrong. I would rather be called a prostitute and be looked down upon than go hungry for days because somebody else thinks it is morally wrong.

“Here’s your money.” Sahib threw the notes on my face. “Thank You Sahib.” I bowed. I couldn’t stop thinking what I’d do of those notes. I had to buy rice and vegetables. I was going to buy a few onions too. It’d been ages since I had onions. I wanted to buy an ice cream too, strawberry flavour. So much to do, so little to spend, I smiled.

In life, I’ve realised, morals are like neighbours. We are all fine with them, until they threaten to invade our life to totally ruin it. I could see the glee on my brother’s face when I gave him the ice cream. Your morals don’t make him happy, my lack of it, does.

Yep I Am In Love, Despite......

His name means Shine
and my name means the same too..

He is something handsome
every girl would have her eyes on..

And not only have her eyes on
but would also want him in life
HE IS DESIRABLE!!!!

Yep I Love Him, Despite....
of knowing
he worships works and his work is his priority
I stand no where in his priority list....

Yep I Love Him, Despite....
of MajoRity of Sorries from either side
but love You from neither side.....

Yep I Love Him, Despite....
of knowing he is of different cast creed and religion
but our love is from the same caste creed and religion...

Yep I Love Him, Despite....
of knowing that his only interest is boobs,tits,ass and pussy
but my only interest is "HE" and "His Love".

He says he loves me so he wanna see me
I say i love him coz i see him...

Yep I Love Him, Despite....
knowing that he wont accept me as i m
but i have already accepted him as he is...


Concluding.....
I seldom ask myself is this love?
and to its reply my selfless soul says. "yes baby this is love, selfless love, cause its without any demands and complaints"

and i laugh to myself..
Yep I Love Him, Despite....
knowing that i will now and forever have to fulfill all his demands and satisfy all his complaints..

Missing Piece Of My Heart

Do you remember your first special kiss?
That one sweet kiss melted your beautiful soul.
Do you long for that kiss to happen again?
Close your eyes, picture that moment in time..

I remember the moment before our lips met,
His eyes gazed to mine, our lips just an inch away..
he held  me on to his hands and said, "I'm yours forever.."
Kissing him softly in my room.. Suddenly..

Leaves are tapping down the window
he stopped kissing me and said, "It was just the leaves."
I said, "It's God blessing us from above."
"Can you feel the angels, they're watching us."

We were still gazing outside the window.. 
The sun starts to sink in the horizon..
I whispered, "I love you, You're my only one."
Tears run down his face.. And he held his arms around me..

I whispered, "Your eyes are the window to your heart..
"And your tears are a proof that you have one."
"God gave us two feet, two hands, two ears and two eyes.."
But only one heart.. he came closer to me and said.. 

"Because God knows that I will find the other piece in your heart"