I remember gently laying in its presence
and feeling weight get off my chest
As if my heart were a white lie
That lived on like anecdotal truth

Revisiting in catastrophe, selfishly
to fill my empty jar of feelings
with regrets, memories
cringing but in comfort

Something was better than nothing in the end
I suppose, Laziness did away with expectations

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we never quite fathom the joy of family until we experience it's loss. Departure to a faraway Neverland or to the office in the city, both the emotions are same at it's very core.

They rephrase little things into trust and care. Like saying "kamzor ho gyi hai" rather than "patli hogyi hai" or letting the other person choose the songs on a family road trip even though they don't match your music taste.

Visiting their house on a whim and choosing video call over a normal phone call any day keeps those relationships afloat despite tornados.

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Apne dil ko fuslaakar manaana utna hi zaroori hai,
jitna bhare bagiche mai titliyon ke piche chehchahte hue bhaagna

Bachpan ki shaetaaniyo ko yaad karke muskuraana utna hi zaroori hai,
jitna apne rubber se bane friendship bands ko passport se zyada mehfooz rakhna

Umeed par hi toh duniya kaayam hai,
Sapne toote toh unpar marham lagaalo
Dil mai thodhi aur jagah banaa lo

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We put a little love in all the work we do. Possession is the secret spice to all the non living objects we bond with as if they were our own offsprings.

Like clicking a picture of a tourist destination even if there are dozens of identical snaps on the internet and liking it better despite a shitty camera and worse lighting.

Experiences are glued to our hearts as if it is a canvas made for a collage.

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I find mediators amusing. They are supposed to sort things out, make a cupboard full of crisp ironed shirts out of those fresh out of a washing machine. Somehow, they have to twist the psyches of the participants and credit them so as to avoid exposing their manipulation. In the end, things turn out all polished and pretty like pictures of mountains that looked much better as postcards than they did in reality or really different; bad different like pictures of lakes at noon, as ripples sparkle like stars that lose its twinkle, it's charm in a 2D photograph.

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I tremble when uncertain just like the trees in a thunderstorm. I might always be the wrong one with handful experiences but I will still be exuberant like a kid holding onto his cricket ball. As he waits for his friends to finish their cup of milk and run downstairs...I do too, for some clarity.

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I claim to be uptight about celebrating life
But I am willing to become a hypocrite for you

Emotional dependence is a doomsday confirmation
But my heart is pleasured to become shattered glass for you

When I listen to you talk, I desperately want time to stop
I hate my own voice but I am willing to start voice chats for you

If both our phones were at last 1% battery
I would happily give up my charger for you

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Human psychology toh thik hai magar apne ghar ke electronic devices ke nakhro ko samjh ke dikhaao…

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Swimming through the ocean of words
trying to comprehend and failing terribly

Helplessly restless in the quicksand of circumstances
Like trying to withstand a buggy device with no spare chances
Like having a desperate desire to do things you mustn’t

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My personality haunts me as if i murdered it
Maybe i did, my circumstances are the main convicts

I am a puzzle piece which got mixed up into the box of a different board game, hasty kids were to blame

Responsibility is the tree giving me shade in hot summer days, but all I do is run away and then trip over a rock

I wish there was a way of tweaking my psyche
I wish there was a way of twisting my reality

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