Ayy Khushali

Aj phir dil me baat kuch aisi aa gai.. Labo se nikali but par unn tak pohoch nai payi.. Baatein to aisi kari ke kya kahe janaab.. Mushayre se shaayaro ki bhi waah waahi sunai di aai.. Yu to pyar me ghayal ho tum ye tumhari kavita me dikhayi dia.. Tukhraye huye dil se hi pucho.. ke e dil tu kitni baar hai roya.? Jab vo tera pyaar hi samajh nai paaya to tune kaha kuch hai khoya! Phir meine bhi kaha mere dil se.. Ke e dil mujhe itna bata de.. aj unki yaad bohot aa rhi.. thodi yaad meri bhi unko dila de.. Phir dil ne kaha.. mat rona tu uss be-dil insaan ke liye.. arey royega to vo jab usse pata chalega ke kya kya kia tha mere pyaar ne mere liye jab chod jayega uska aashiq usse kisi aur ke liye. Sunn ke ye baat.. Sunn ke ye baat.. meri aakh se vo ek aasu chalak hi gaya.. nai chahati ye haal ho mere pyaar ka.. jo haal mera vo kar gaya. Aj bhi unki baatein, vo yaadein bohot hi taza si hai.. unki vo khilkhilati hasi abhi bhi laati mere chehre pe hasi hai. Unka vo kas ke pakad na, a

A gush of wind, And a heart that feels; Carecass the solace outta soul, Meeting there until the eyesight goes.. There was something ironical in the situation that day, Urging to thrust out but with a ping along it's way! That's the moment when everything goes blurred.. Had only heard about the magnificent crimson and it's thorny companion reappeared..!

Fame. It was always FAME. The only thing that makes you and in a way destroys a little part of you. They've always said, " think twice what you wish for"; but you know that 13 year old me knew nothing better than my own naïve-ness. I always wish they see me like they did in hush tones when the most attractive and confident humans walk in my highschool corridor. Being a chocolate skin short and stout girl, I always wanted to be admired or rather one can simply comprehend as being the ' centre of attention'. Days and years passed by, onto which I've gained what that 13 year old me wished for. I was the centre of attraction; admired for once, by the fairer (not referring to the complexion here) class of humans. It was always great if you'd ask me. To have folks initiating conversations, being intrigued by you is all one could ever ask for. But now, here I am, 8 years later, that same 13 year old who is quite vulnerable but have mastered the acts of masks. The