Sunday 31 August 2014

Children

Children
You were one, I was too.
Girls wearing pink, boys wearing blue.
Crying because, duh no chocolate.
No idea about what the time is or even the date.
Smiled a true smile every time,
Trying everything till the last dime.
Did not know how to lie,
Did not know how to make remarks so sly.
Where the friends we had were always true,
Where we took rest only when we had flu.
When going out was so much fun
And passing time was playing under the sun.
Where we didn't have to face harsh truths,
Where shopping was buying milk at the milk booth.
Now, I sit and think all day
Why did I grow up, becoming from grass to hay.


P.S.- Sorry to be so Late, was caught up with hell lots of work. Now that I'm back, it's all glitters and unicorns :D
DaYumfooDie. Laugh. Rainbows. Unicorns. Love.

Wednesday 6 August 2014

Salt and Pepper- The Quirky Love Story

LAST PART :)

After five years. Present Day. (They both are 23 now.)
This love was creating havocs in my daily routine. Her soft brown skin would touch me whenever she shook hands or if I am lucky, hugged me and that would send me into crazy thoughts. Her tinkling laughter was my anti-stress medicine. She had become my habit and my craziness, and I knew this was a habit I could not get rid of.  I knew it was high time I tell her. It was quite late rather. Moreover my feelings were erupting at midnight. So I did what love-sick guys do. I climbed the wall to her room at midnight, right when her parents were sleeping in the room next to hers.
Khushi: What the hell are you doing her, Kush? Someone will enter. Oh My God! Are you crazy? Get. Out. Right. Now.
Me: I want to tell you something.
Khushi: Can’t it wait till tomorrow. Its midnight an…
Me: I love you.
Khushi: and someone… What?!? Come Again.
Me: I love you. You are the most beautiful girl I’ll ever meet. You are the only person with whom I talk to. I can’t go a day without talking to you. You’re my habit and I want to wake besides you every day and see your bright face before the sun. I love you.
Khushi: …
Me: Khushi, say something damn it! I am sorry. I am really sorry. I thought you loved me back too…’
Khushi: It’s not even been a minute since you confessed your love and you’re withdrawing back? Hell, I am a stupid to love you.
Me: …what?
KhushI: I love you too stupid. I thought you would never confess it.
Me: Won’t I get a love you too kiss? Come on you can do better.
Khushi: You Pervert. Go, I hate you.
Me: And I love you too my feisty lioness.” I said pulling her into a hug.
And then we embraced each other finding our halves, feeling complete. Maybe I look like salt and she like pepper. But as the world knows, salt and pepper can’t be separated. And so, this saga of salt, pepper and Jalebis continues, maybe beyond eternity. Who knows?

And this was how a ‘Hi’ made Kush find his Khushi.