Musing Dipped in Lactic Acid

You look at them struggling. Thinking maybe you can do it better. 

You keep searching for something that isn't there. A face which by all means you should have forgotten by now. 

You wish you could draw the blinds.. turn away from this world of hurt and novocaine..

Who are you kidding?

You wonder what if? then shake your head and smile inconspicuously - don't tempt fate. 

You wouldn't change it for the world.

Dramatic Solos

You came to me in a dream

You came and it looked liked someone had beaten You up

You came to me and crushed me to Your chest

You crushed me to Your chest and said You were glad

You were glad that it was me You found and not that Khusra

That Khusra that wanders these roads at night

And knocks on Your door every so often.

Fin.

Shouldn't I Be Posting About The New Year?

You languish in your self created silences in the quad. 
You pretend to be not you for a modicum of time.
You ignore people's bodily functions.

You fantasize about the library.

You get through the day. 

On another strange note. I kind of got married. 

Well, not really. 

Ha ha. 

Anyways.

When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy.’ They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn't understand life.

- John Lennon

Now I know this quote is kind of cliched and overrunning Facebook as we know it (Oh the horror!) but it's my go to wish. Whenever someone points out a stray eyelash or a star zooming around in the night sky, this is the only thing I can think of. 

I think I just told everyone what my wishes are. Will they not come true now?

Dammit.

She's So High Above Me

Sometimes it's the climax you never amount to.

Or that shirt in your closet you never wear. 

Even that empty packet of those biscuits you loved so much.

Or that yellowed half of a picture you always keep in your jacket pocket. 

JUST TALK TO THE DAMNED CEILING ALREADY

Pyaar Sab Se Leke.

Life isn't living; it's living through something.

It's the arch in your back when you're jamming to your favorite Tool song.

You must have been high. 

It's your aching feet after you take off your dancing shoes.

Dekha jo tujhe yaar. Dil me bajee guitar.

It's the shades on the tip of your nose when you're lying around in your room. 

To Be Continued.