I'll have you, for sure

Stealing a glance from him, I peeped through the window. Sometimes windows hold their own magic. It shows me my past and my desires, as if they are not windows to the world but windows reflecting my own soul. Not all windows possess such a charm, but the corner one catches my imagination. Some say that, living in past ruins your present. But seeing the window, seeing through it my past, I see you coming towards me closer and closer. It is for you that I go back down the lane; it is for you that I retrace my steps and search, where did I actually leave you?

The other day when i was, as usual peeping through the window, I saw something else coming my way. Externally, I was in a trance, but my true being knew it wasn’t a trance but my long lost desire standing in front of me and asking- “Don’t you remember me?”, I stepped out of the window and saw the world of my dreams, the world of my love,  the words caught my breath and my heart started thumping hard. The excitement, the joy, the fear of losing you, the pain of living without you, everything came at once. A smile flashed on my face, nobody was aware of my new found love. It was like everybody was staring the darkness and I staring the distant light. The light, the ray which my love brought for me, the message that I will merge in the light soon, the message that we will be one once forever brought unseen tears in my eyes. It lasted for a moment but cherished for life.

The moment of joy, it brought me back to my place. The window now stood as an object in front of me and I once again was drowned in the deep pits of misery. You stood far away, reminding me of my dream, of my aim, relinquishing the thirst for you in me, reminding me that I am your soul mate and above all, reminding me that I’ll have you, for sure.

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Here i am again with my scribbles. This time it is somewhat inspired, somewhat true to the core (more truer).  Would like to mention here, CJ whose post "inspired" me (http://words-that-matter.blogspot.in/2012/07/ill-have-you.html).

Q&A

Hello to all (those who still visit this!)!!!! I am back!! :D

Who would have thought (at the first place) that I will be writing a blog...? And who would have thought that I (again) would start writing it! 

Let’s come to the topic, Q&A. we come across various sessions of questions and answers in our daily life. Some questions remain unanswered, some answers remain unquestioned (I mean we over-smartly give our answer before somebody even cares to ask) and some questions are not meant to be asked, and some answers are not meant to be “answered”. They have their own categories and they carry along with them, some sort of confusions too. I am also encountering a lot’s of Q&A’s sessions. Let me share them with you.

Ms. X asked me, why are you looking at me like that? I have been watching you the whole day, something is strange!? What to say, Ms. X you are so charming that one cannot take their eyes off you!! :D

well, this question is more often asked by both Ms. X and Ms. Y. 

Ms. Y asked me, when are you going to come to my home? You have been fooling me all these years. It is high time that you start thinking about this before parting!?My dear Ms. Y, how can I say this, but your home is about 50 kms Away from mine. I have to plan it, and I have been planning it since the past 3 or so years. :P

Mr. Z asks me, why do you want to watch such a kind of movie? Well, I too don’t have an answer for it, Mr. Z.  :P

Mr. A asks me, don’t you have a passion of yours, like your friend’s? (the meaning was somewhat like this) Bhai log boora mat maanna.. :P My answer is as straight as a line drawn with the help of a scale. I have my own passion.

Ms. X once again asks me, why are you running behind mmmoney? (Somewhat, the question matched these words). Once again my answer is straight, but this time not with the help of a scale but with bare hands and a pen (so you can predict the answer) :D

Mr. S asks me, d you anything about our first meeting? Well, that is something difficult my Mr. S. i have to rewind more and search. i can assure you, Mr. S that i will come back with an answer.

 

 Ms. Y asks (me), why is life so strange? I think it is always, but we have to steer it. And I seldom steer it.(power steering, you know.thoda ghumaao aur poora hi ghoom jaye :D)

Mr. F asks me this question whenever I meet somebody new, is he/she your brother or sister? Have you met him/her earlier? And he asks numerous questions on a daily basis. It’s his habit. :/

Mr. T’s job is to ask people. He asks me this and that and I answer that and this. :D

It’s all about Q&A, isn’t it? What, when, who, whom, why, how et al.

And finally, my brain asks me a question out of the blue, when are you going to start singing again, baby? :D :D  I was speechless. I mean, how can I, leaving all those people, ask myself that question?!!! Not that, I sing badly, but still… once left is forever left alone. I won’t touch it again* (conditions apply)

A question arises here, who asked me the question? I mean, who’s behind the “brain”?? Tell me all “brain”ologists!!  I need an answer to my question!!!!!!!

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Hello my dear readers!! i am back, as i said. Reason for my disappearance is somewhat strange but it is better to leave it. I hope you like this post. will come back with a more serious topic next time. See you soon!!