Hold on to it….

The moment that just passed was the moment when you could have smiled. You let it go… who knows when you will get a moment like this again…

Growing up

I lost my pencil once. Lost my bicycle, my camera, my laptop.....
Strangely enough the pain associated with all of them were more or less the same.

Where I belong I'm right.

I do not exist where I belong, I do not belong where I exist.




I don’t know where I am going, I don’t know if I would like to come back.

me to me

Your problem is you do not complain.

Lost opportunity

I should have thrown my mobile as far as possible into the river when I wanted to….. I lost it any ways

Makes life so easy….

This exchange of money, the mobile, these huge cars, air-conditioners had made our life so easy and to love so difficult…

The long Race.

Whose defeat will make me smile?
Who will smile at my defeat?
The long race is on,
I thought I was racing with the sun.

Promises, which were meant to bleed,
Hands, which were never to reach.
Countless solitude we shared
The long race is on.

Planned screams, shattered dreams
Pretentious greed is all that is left to me.
Once love was in the air.
The long race is on.

Countless pointed fingers,
Capsulated shame.
She smiled, I wanted to smile
With her, for her.
The long race is on…..