Dear What am I to you?

As I sit here running my fingers through these keys
I wonder what should I say 
when I would hear you ask one day," Dear what am I to you? "

The thought excites me. burns me with its warmth
I pause, I think , I go blank
I try to frame my words for you
search the best patters in which I should spell those words to you

Oh those words of which I have no clue, 
I start searching for words, 
I find one
that was easy
No. I stumble again, realize that wasn't easy at all

So I ponder hard
I try to relate you to the loves of my life
whom I name as mom, miya,maam and buwa
But no that wouldn't suffice
that would be no justice to them 

So I search my words again, 
you are my earth, my soil 
on which I walk, run, stumble, fall, 
jump, skip, swim and search 
the soil, whose presence I hardly am aware of 
taken for granted most of the time
most important of all my playground 
my source of scars and joy

yes you are my earth 
that keeps me warm and shows me my sky

don't know the reason WHY

when the day falls apart and night rules the sky
i start remembering you 
i don't even know the reason why

everytime when i feel like crying
i stop by the mirror
remember you and smile
i don't even know the reason why

may it be on the fun times
or on a days with schedule so tight 
i don't start a single day without remembering you 
again I don't know the reason why

I smile at myself for being so dumb
for not knowing the reason why........

December 1, 2012

Catching the Pace...

one more time my mind is playing with me

teasing me to catch its pace

poor me running in all direction 

atleast to get hold of one

but not so lucky enough

once again taking air in deep

once again my heart skips its beat

and again i hold my breathe 

thinking what i was running for

then at the corner there u appear again

challenging me to catch up

but no more strength left in mine

the only reply you get is

please visit some other time

December 1, 2011