The Art of Moving On

Practical pessimist sometimes I call myself
Take pride in inventing that term

But wonder where do those shields vanish
When it comes to moving on from certain situations

Not everything is going to be as per our thoughts
Is the harsh reality of life

Then why doesn't heart accept that fact
Instead keeps holding on to
Even a filament of hope

When it's almost clear you are a failure
Why don't just walk on, instead of lurking behind
To see some sort of magic
Unfold in front of your eyes

How can I be practical when I can't be one
And holding on to fake optimism
How can I term myself a pessimist

Such a tragedy life seems to be sometimes
You have to let go those things
Which were part of you for a fair amount of time

Wonder when will I live up to my tag
For The art of moving on is still not on my side

-SR.

PS: May The Force Be With You !!!

Jigarbaaz

She talks too much, like a chatter box
And takes it very seriously
When you say Laugh Out LOUD

Sometimes she is a walking example of chivalry
Whereas on some occasions she will firing from her AK 47

Has a knack of doing some cartoongiri
That turns the spot light on our group
So be it banging the table while laughing
Or the volume of her White tooth speaker

Mostly visible in her bedroom chappals in office
But she also does dress for the occasion on other days

She is a good cook that I must say
But when it comes to eating herself
She doesn't have a universe beyond
Sada Dosa and Dry Gila Bhel

My one of the Sources of information *Sshhh*
Though she doesn't drink, but she knows many things

Apart from all the masti, indeed a cheerful soul
Always ready to help, even if you don't ask for

A Strong headed and no nonsense Aurat
A friend with a heart of GOLD

-SR.

PS: May The Force Be With You!!

Deadman

Something is changing I can sense it
But feels like I ain't in control anymore

I do not wish to do it
But some force is making it evident from within
And I can't even stop it from doing so

Not able to fake it, even when truth is impacting
Totally clueless on how to deal with it

Silence cannot be a weapon now
For I am in the middle of a battle

But historically, I have never been effective
When I am not silent
Have spoiled the pie more, than being the cherry

First time I have no words to express
My inner turmoil
Nor do I feel I have any ears around
Who can understand

I just don't feel anything anymore
Neither the status quo nor the consequences

I don't know what to write further
For I can't sense life in me

-SR.

PS: May The Force Be With You and Please With Me Too.

ते प्रेम

त्याला शोधण्याचा प्रयत्नं मी खूप करतो
पण प्रेम आहे कि सापडतच नाही

डोळे आणि कान नेहमी उघडेच ठेवतो
पण त्याला मी, ना ही दिसतो कि ऐकू येतो

कसं आणि कुठे शोधू मी तुला
हा प्रश्न मला सारखा पडतो

अजून कुठला प्रयत्नं करू
की तू हि येशील माझ्या वाट्याला

आपल्या माणसांच्या गर्दीत सुद्धा हरवल्यासारखं भासतं
एखादं पाऊल चुकीचं तर नाही पडणार 
याची सतत भीती असते

लोकं विचारतात मला, "काय व्याख्या काय तुझ्या प्रेमाची ?"
तर माझी उत्तरं अगदी सोप्पी असतात

आयुष्यातल्या प्रश्नां ना हि जगायचं उमेद देतो
ते प्रेम

नात्यामधील गुंते सोडवण्याची गम्मत ज्याला कळते
ते प्रेम

जे सहज हाती येत नाही आणि आल्यावर ही रोज कमवावं लागतं
ते प्रेम

आयुष्याच्या काळोखात जे मशाल पेटवून जातं
ते प्रेम

प्रत्येक क्षण त्या व्यक्ती सोबत जगण्याने आपल्यात जी ऊर्जा निर्माण करते
ते प्रेम

म्हणून कदाचित माझ्या वाट्याला येत नसावं
कधी कधी वाटतं आपण प्रेमासाठी बनलोच नसावे

पण तसं असला तरी हार काही मी मानणार नाही
खडतर आहे हा प्रवास पण काही  तरी मार्ग निगेल
असा विश्वास आहे माझ्या मनी



-SR.

To Princess Consuela Banana Hammock

Without actually teaching, you taught us a lot
Without preaching, you enlightened our path

Your words were true, for your struggle was real
Only an empty stomach can show you
This worlds true layers

Your emotions were raw, for your feelings were true
The spark in your eyes, when Ross gave the first bike
Portrayed the innocence, a childhood you never had

Your tears were real, for your heart was pure
Be it for David or Mark, the love was true
For it had the warmth, you had waited all your life

You taught us to not pity your own past,
Never take sympathy for the war scars

You thought us not care about the world
To Run the way your heart wished to
And not surrender to some stupid world order

You taught us how to love and hold on to it
For everyone isn't lucky to be loved or
To have attention and respect
Or be someone's lobster

You taught us to live in the moment
For that is whats in our control
So make the full of it

You gave us a reason to fight
No matter what comes our way
To always be weird and smile all the way

-SR.

PS: May The Force Be With You !!!

Words Flow

When I lose
Words flow
When I win
Words flow

When I cry
Words flow
When I smile
Words flow

When I try
Words flow
When I fail
Words flow

When eyes glow
Words flow
When eyes flow
Words flow

When I feel low
Words flow
When my feelings soar
Words flow

When heart craves more
Words flow
When it cries on the shore
Words flow

When emotions doesn't finds a voice
Words flow
When heart is filled by its tide
Words flow

When healing process begins
Words flow
When no ears to hear
Words flow

When I have nothing to hold on
Words flow
When the bucket is full
Words flow

-SR.

PS: May The Force Be With You !!

Winter FTW

Winter is the real thrill
For it makes you shiver from within

Winds of winter turns the chaos
And restores orderliness
For peoples teeth chatter more than their tongue

Winter is the real deal
Like a silent death axe
It cuts you with a flick

But that doesn't make winter bad
With the right amount of warmth
Winter is the best season to have

A hot tea on the chilly November morning
The warmth from the cup and heat from the beverage
Perfect dose to lift the blanket

A song of Ice and fire to read
In your armchair near a fireplace
A perfect blend for an indoor weekend

A touch of whiskey
Surely won't be that risky
To create a fire within

And to make way for this heatwave
The arms of your partner to make you sweat
Just the right ingredient to retire for the day

-SR.

PS: May The Force Be With You !!!

Seeds Within

How much should one feel bad
For the mind games that play inside

Of course when you actually hurt someone
One does and should feel the pinch

But what when you just have thoughts
Which never got implemented

Should you feel bad for criticising someone?
After you realise, you were wrong all the way

Should you apologize for holding a grudge against someone?
When reality is the opposite of your assumption

Should you publicly feel bad when you blame someone?
For a frustration they never actually triggered

Yes, for sure, all this happened only inside your brain
But isn't there a possibility, that those thoughts
Can take a shape tomorrow in the outside

Maybe not publicly, but do spare a thought in acceptance
That you were wrong
So next time you have control
On what seeds you plant in the inside

-SR.

PS: May The Force Be With You !!!

Fall is eminent

Innocence is losing its place
In these lights and chaos

Today everyone wants to touch the sky,
Achieve the impossible.
Weren't some lines, meant to be not crossed?

What was the top some time ago
Now acts as the base camp

Agree, progress is essential
But balance needs to be maintained
Why wait for a 26th July, to wake us up

With the rising heights, our egos are inflating too
Once neighborhood was considered an asset
Today we treat it as an obligation

A simple law of nature, we all choose to ignore
When the pace gets higher, the fall has already begun

-SR.

PS: May The Force Be With You !!!

Regret - A Cross Forever

Regret is one of the worst feeling
For it hits you from the inside

Heart cries out loud and no one can listen
While the one you may have hurt
Sometimes pinches more hard
Adding further fuel to the fire

Regret, no matter how much brutal it is
Mostly comes, only after you did something intentionally

Among all the nails that pierce you in the inside
The worst one that hits is the feeling
That things cannot be undone now

For at some moment in the past
While trying to prove your point
You crossed the line, either by action or words

That being said, in some cases
You yourself are the victim of your own actions

For you don't regret coz you hurt someone
But some action or words that weren't suppose to happen
Were spoken in the heat of a moment

So the only thing that remains to be done now
Is learn to Move On, as the timeline can't be changed
And it's a cross you will have to bear, forever

-SR.

PS: May The Force Be With You !!!