fear of an unknown!

Why do you walk along with me,
Keeping an eye on me all the time.
You glare at me every now and then,
Feels like getting lost in a forest that is dense.

I try to walk fast and brisk,
In an attempt to leave you behind.
In a bleak hope of leaving you far off,
I try hard not to get lost in this ride.

I have been walking alone before,
So what is it today that makes you come near me
Having never been in under anyone’s glare
I feel like breaking away for being free.

My shadow being the only thing,
Between you and me in the broad sunlight
What if the distance is eclipsed between us
For that I am scared of the arrival of the night

what is on your mind?

And so she was lost. The presence of 20 odd people around her didn't make matter to her. Lost profoundly in him and in those moments spent with him when they used to hold their hands together and when the time seemed to last till eternity. Her physical presence was almost invisible that evening because she had him deep in her that even the air around her was filled with his scent.

We are often lost, lost deep in our own thoughts. The thoughts that know no boundaries and when all they know is that they are meant to go miles and miles away. Okay, the last line being a bit of exaggeration. But more often than not, whatever percentage of mind that we use, our mind is seldom free..just stating the obvious. What made me mull over such a common instance is that what is it that we think about? Do we keep thinking about the same thing over and over again, until the time we get bored or do we do that because we love it so much which ultimately lets our inner self find solace within. I got no clue. I am stating just some of the many many reasons under the sun for its existence. For some, it might be money, study, friend/boyfriend/girlfriend, family, job, ambition or sex that never lets their mind be free. I don't know what is on my mind that is making me write such a shit. I don't know. But the time when I knew who was in there, he got to know it only to run away as if the place was a prison which was cuffing him down. Only if he could have realized that it was a prison in which I was jailed and not him.

P.S.: Coming to the point, I would lovvve to see your responses about what rules your mind and the reasons behind it!!!

you were a whiff of air

the story started something like this
from the top of a cliff,
standing there, looking at the world beneath
everything gave me a notion of it being swift.

may be that was my ignorance to the world
that was standing right there in front of me,
or my very own self indulgent world
that was more than enough to suffice me.

a sudden rush of wind brushed past my ears
tried hard to whisper what I couldn't hear,
perturbed by its unexpected emergence and hustle
there was a strong feeling of an upcoming tussle.

the stronger it became with each passing second
the better I could make its presence reckon,
feeling its every brush with my hair
I wondered whether it was actually for real.

sometimes it was fierce, cold and strong
sometimes it was tender, velvety and soft,
sometimes I loathed its fierce temperament
sometimes I feared its predicament.

seconds passes by, minutes died a slow death
hours lasted till the eternity's final breath,
with every passing moment that it was there
I could feel a whiff of pleasant air.

but then all in the while that it subsisted
I couldn't think of its non existence,
and then when finally I stand there again
I get a sudden rush of feeling that was sane!!

khwaab marte nahin

dreams never die
dreams are not like hearts, eyes or breath
which shatter into pieces and scatter
when the body dies
but dreams never die.

dreams are like light, songs and breezes
which the blackest of mountains can not block
nor burn out in hells of tyranny
they are banners that flutter in song and winds
they mount scaffolds with their heads held high.

dreams never die
dreams are words, dreams are light
like Socrates they drink cups of poison
and like mansoor thy mount the gallows with a smile. - Ahmed Faraz

just one job

Maruti, Infosys, Kukuku or is it Kukoku..err..I guess its kukuko. Well, who cares..people just want a job. The above mentioned names are companies which have visited my college for the placements thus far. Boy!!..people are actually getting despos..for a job, I mean to say(except for some carefree creatures like P.J).
Anyways..I was wondering and pondering over the reasons, as to why we need a job. Listing down some(refraining from the usual stuff):

1. No clue about the future. With a job in hand, you would at least have one. So what, if it is bleak!!
2. Enough of college life. Its time to get pro. So what, if being a pro would make you a self centered, inhuman and a shrewd person.
3. Enough of living on parents salary. So what, if your parents are super rich who can feed you throughout your life.
4. Move away from parents, friends, yourself. So what, if the last time you went away from home for a week..you broke down the very next day.
5. Want a change. So what, if the very same change is going to bug you down after just few months.
6. Want to be with new set of people. So what, if those very new faces would be first one to back stab you at you every step.

Well I any day and any time would fall in to the first category..going the way the flow of the river is taking me to. Making least bit of any effort, what-so-ever to change its direction..
Which category do you fall into? or did I miss out on your kind.
Suggestions are more than invited.. =)

P.S. People seeking a job presently, take this bit of free advice..stay away from this post ;).