Dont compare your
"Behind the Scenes"
life with everyone else's
"Highlight Reels"

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Your story is your strength..
The reason of your existence
and the meaning of your dreams..
Let it flow and shape the way you wanna own it..

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What hurts is not the change,
But the feeling to let go of the thoughts
which we percieved were Permanent..

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Masaan

Two so delicate yet so beautiful stories running in parallel universes intertwined by love, life, death and a ring .. Thank you for teaching us, though quitting seems easy, the right path is to fight and strive.. For showing us that "LIFE GOES ON".. The entropy of feelings,the resurrection, and destruction, the cycle of life and death..

Deepak and shalu : The cuteness of love by those baloons flying in the air, to the reality of death at the GHAT.. The feeling of melancholy and the incessant warmth..

Devi and Vidyadhar : The love of a father for her daughter and the fierceness it brings in her.. The way she exudes defiance to the society while still grappling with her emotional trauma..

And small yet powerful: The responsibilty which Pathak and Jhonta carried in an unsaid relation was heartmelting too.."गुरूजी, मैंने आपके पैसे डूबा दिए ना.."

Its not an easy movie to watch, but all the while its worth resonating..

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I want to be THE MOON for you..

You look at me and see me there,
As constant as the moon..

Phasing in and out, Whole and parts..
Coming and growing, Leaving n waiting..
The hope and the faith, The love and the life..

I want to be there with you for all.. I want you to know..
M there and will always be..
Sometimes near, sometimes away..
Sometimes visible, sometimes hidden..

But still there.. Always there..
Just like the moon..

Can i be YOUR MOON ????

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We all go through it everyday.. some highs , some lows , some darks some lights, all of us, each day..
No matter what we thought , how much we are going to achieve or what we accomplish by the end of the day.. No matter if it all does not happen in a day.. and trust me that is perfectly okey..
Thats called life.. Thats what Real feels like..
So if you feel your life is shit, pick yourself right back up ,
keep your head high and just walk ahead..
Each day gives you a new lesson and you never know may be what happened today is the shaping in process for a wonderful future..
Just dont give up..
Each day gives a new opportunity to start fresh..
Grab it up and go, achieve..

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His stories (Part Two)


Listening to his stories,i felt that i lived more in those 15 minutes than in all my life.. And all of a sudden i could see my future in those stories.. I could see how happy i would be just to have his anecdotic company on any random Sunday and every planned evening of my life..
I could see how his mellow fingers would feel tucking back my hair when i talked about the stories in my mind.. i could see the whisper of his lips against mine and how desperately i would look trying to hold his hand.. i didnt care ..
I could see him becoming too handsome, too wonderful, too important to me..
I could see my heart in its shenanigans, devouring its existence like a drug, i would be needing too much of..But i didnt care.. i wanted to step back but see i didnt care ..
And hence i made him my reason to happiness, to looking forward to life..
All i knew was, after a life of settling for road side motels,
that felt too hostile to spend time, i wanted to go home..
And he smellled exactly like it..

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His stories (Part one)

I fell in love with him in the middle of a laughter.. Mine , his and everyone else around..
I had never seen someone tell stories with such ease and excitement at the same time, his rain like words going on and on and everyone around just soaking in it..
And drenched in those rain, i found hope, i wanted to live those stories with him, diving deep, finding the roots of his happiness and holding them close to my heart.. and suddenly all i ever wanted, was to see him laugh, because everytime he laughed, my heart stopped dead for a moment..
And in his laugh i saw things that werent even there.. like a million stars, a rainbow, and perhaps a tinkle in my stomach , that chance of my own happiness..

To be continued...

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I dont care which side the wind takes me,
Coz with you by my side, its all HOME..

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लोगो को लगता है ,
मुझे बात करना पसंद नहीं
पर उन्हें क्या पता
मेरे अंदर खुद से खुद ही में क्या बहस चल रही है

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