Okay... But NOT okay

Okay...but NOT okay

_It's okay_ for you if you don't like me anymore as you used to before.

_It's okay_ for you if you don't want to spend time with me anymore as you wanted it before.

_It's okay_ for you if you don't want to remember my little things which once you remembered without any efforts.

_It's okay_ for you if you don't wish to show me your crazy selfies and pictures of your cute expression and _nakhras_ which you used to send me daily, just to make my day.

_It's okay_ for you if you don't wish to call me that often as you used to call me whenever you even get a pain in your nail.

_It's okay_ for you if you don't wish to text me asking about my whereabouts and day doings as you used to do that before.

_It's okay_ for you if you don't wish to cling to me on our two wheelers ride on which you lovingly liked embracing me every now and then.

_It's okay_ for you if you don't wish to hold my hands with our fingers clasped while strolling on long walks as before.

_It's okay_ for you if you don't wish to wait for hours just to meet me for few minutes as you used to before.

_It's okay_ for you if now you don't  care about my health or of me not eating up on time as you used to worry about the same before.

_It's okay_ if you are not concerned at all about me, which wasn't the case before.

_It's okay_ for you if you don't love me anymore.

_It's okay_ for you if you have already found a guy.

_It's okay_ for you if you have started loving someone with all your heart 💓

_It's okay_ for you to do all those little things for him which once you used to do for me.

_It's okay_ for you if you now  don't hear my sounds of silence anymore.

_It's okay_ for you but it's surely NOT okay for me for being stranded, tored apart in my life while you are doing all the 

okay-ish things for someone else's.

But I Guess that's _okay...but not okay._

Maybe just in Dreams.

Maybe just in  Dreams.

Maybe every night we are spending it together..

No no no; not in that way you idiot.. 😉

Maybe I am dreaming of you. 

Maybe you are dreaming of me.

May be, we are never apart; 

May be our souls wind themselves up in a world different than ours, 

Maybe we co-exist in each other's dream .

And

Every morning when we wake up to that melancholy voice of alarm, 

we forget all about each other.

And 

What's left is;

Nothing of you and everything of me.

Two Strangers

Two strangers

None knew about each other, they were like two different seeds thrown in the same pot.

But who would had guessed that they were meant to be.

As the days passed they both got sunk into their individual lives just as seeds immerse themselves into the soil.

And then one fine day, something sparked; they got into each other's vicinity area.

That was the moment they both experienced force; an abstract force which started growing between them just as the same seeds grows after kor watering.

Days passed, seasons passed and now they were like two streamlines of water, always together but never one..!!

But on one gloomy night the tweaks got entangled with each other and they both were comfortable with that.

But destiny had some other plans for them and that gloomy night change it all.

The moment he confessed his love towards her was  the moment she lost her best friend and he his love.

And now they both lay as  two strangers among the same pot

She... A beautiful mirage

Here I sit by the riverside thinking about her. With each passing waves of water my thoughts and love for her only deepens. Her vivid thoughts are playing in my mind just like the fishes play while nibbling the algae. But unlike the green and brown algae I too have sweet and sour memories of her. 

She was no less than the water. She was powerful enough to drown me but was so soft to cleanse me and deep enough to submerge me in her.

But alas..! It was so childish of me to think that waves can remain stagnant at a place. Waves are meant to flow just like as same she trajected her path away from me. The more I tried to hold her in my arms the more swiftly she slipped just like the water. 

But with the passage of time everything started drying up, even the soil which once carried the beautiful sand grains were now on extinction just as my soul with her thoughts are on verge of extinction. 

The only thing which remains still wet are those eyes which still longes for her just as the desert longes for rains. But alas, the desert is no less childish than me as it doesn't understand that he can never have water. He's so devoid of water that all it has is a mirage. 

And yes now I know that perhaps she was a beautiful mirage which left me thinking along the riverside smiling and grinning those green and brown algae moments.

For the one last time.

As she got comfortable in the bus and the bus was about to leave the station, something unusual something unexpected happened. 

She knew she was meeting him for the one last time. Her heart was oozing a number of emotions. At that time her heart was mix of love, anger and  anguish, laced with his perfect smell of ecstasy. 

In a jiffy she jolt bolted the door open, got down the bus and embraced him for the one very last time. He was still awe-struck and busy collecting his senses back about what really happened.

By the time he could realize about what was that, she was far away in her own journey of life carrying a whole load of emotions deep down her heart where he'll be preserved and cherished forever.

Under the Creamy moonlight- (Part-1)

I stood under the creamy moonlight, just to realize that unlike the moon you too are the beautiful creation of God. Just like the phases of moon I know you too grow each and every night and I am in love with all of those phases. 

I loved it when we were just acquainted with each other just like the moon is with the sky on its very first day of cycle. But what took my breath away was that the curve of your smile - which is far more prettier than the crescent of the white globe. 

I got  more in love with you when you were in juvenile phase. But you totally blew me when you were at your peak. 

Your elegance was so luminous that even the darkest corners of my heart were shining like a sky on a full moon day.

I hate it just like I love it..!!!

                                 

I hate the winds when they disrupts the light branches of this bush, but I love the same wind when it make your hair tresses  fall on your cheeks.

I hate it when the sunlight falls on the it's leaves and leaves the tender leaves scorching, but I love the same sunlight when it falls on your face striking at perfect angle from the corner of your eyebrow to end of your square cut jawline.

Just like this buds I know you too will bloom someday and at that moment I want to be there. I want to be around you, I want to be beside you, gripping your hand and entangling our fingers into each other just like these pollen are.

In the chilly days I'll wrap you around just like the leaves wrap the buds and give you warmth. And on hottest day I'll uncover you petal by petal just to reveal your true inner beauty laced with the best of fragrance known to a man.

I want to be with you all along the journey starting from the day of the seed sowing to the final day of autumn. But don't you worry when we'll be old and so feeble that small light breeze will take us to the ground but believe me that'll not be our end. We'll rise up again from the ashes and together will bloom again.

But I still will hate the gushing winds, scorching sunlight just as the same I love it.