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Tonight it was going to snow I force myself to stay awake until it does I sit by the window and stare outside  Looking closely in order not to miss the snow fall  So far no snow Only rain, only more rain And disappointment  It’s 3 am  I go back to bed Only to jump out instantly and look out the window again  No snow still  I go back to my bed disappointed yet again  I do this until I become too tired to do it again  I lie on my back  Slowly drifting into slumber  With the hope, that morning will be white and magical When I wake up  The first thing I do is go to the window to see what I waited for all night,  To see what I missed all night. Alas, no snow.  T'was a false alarm  The kind my heart gave me when I thought it was love, But it was only nothing.   Maybe I sat by the window all night to see the snow fall  Maybe I was waiting for something that my heart wante...

Nostalgia dropped by today, A sudden knock on my door at midnight I wasn't dressed I wasn't prepared I was startled  I was even afraid to an extent Who might it be at this hour, I wondered I mustered all the courage I could Stepped out of my bed, Stepped out of my comfort zone, As I walked towards the door, Seconds felt like hours Reached for the doorknob and looked through the peephole My stomach churned and knees wobbled I recognized the face almost instantly  The familiarity was uncanny I took a deep breath and pulled the door open  Strong winds gushed in and hit my face Memories gushed in and hit me in the gut At a pace faster than in Formula One I felt the ground shift under my feet I felt almost powerless Another gush of wind and memories  He steps inside and approaches me, uninvited Draws me closer and wraps me in his embrace His body pressed against mine as he plants a kiss on my cheek ...

Am I over him yet? Maybe. Yes. I think so. Yes. No. Maybe. Let's see.  Every time my phone beeps, my heart skips a beat in the hope that it might be him.  Every time my phone rings, part of me wants the screen to display his number which by the way I still remember by heart even though I deleted it long ago.  Every time I become part of a crowd, my eyes wander trying to land on that one face I used to cup with my hands.  But I have moved on. I am over him. Right? At least that's what I tell myself every night before I go to sleep. And quite frankly, that's what helps me sleep.  Every time I see someone as tall as him, with a complexion similar to his, and a walk that reminds me of him walking away, I almost run toward the man only to embarrass myself and apologise for the intrusion.  Sometimes I even dream about him and wake up in the middle of the night startled because I can't tell if it was a sweet dream or a nightmare.  Eve...

I was just a little girl   Going around the world   In two ponytails and pink shoes   No worries, no woes   Until I met you, I was just a little girl Going around the world   Singing my own songs   And dancing to my own tunes   Until I met you, I was just a little girl   Going around the world Sand in my feet, wind in my hair   And not a single care Until I met you, I was just a little girl Going around the world   Crossing rivers and climbing mountains   Unaware of the hurt that pains   Until I met you,   I was just a little girl Going around the world   Plucking flowers from the garden of life   Eating the fruit that wasn't really ripe   Until I met you, I was just a little girl Going around the world   Trying to understand it   Playing games that didn't involve the heart   Until I met ...

Experience, my friend, is the best teacher. Time, equally so. My parents tell me that I don't need to make the same mistakes that they made, in order to learn. So, I make mistakes of my own, then regret making them and take lessons from each one of them. So, here goes. Don't let anyone treat you like their booty call. You're definitely not it. Unless you believe in that kind of a thing, then you might as well be one, I guess. There are far better things you can be, than a booty call for some jerk. Most importantly, don't be your ex's booty call. Period. Never give in to lust. It always screws things up. For you, to say the least. They say, lust is one of the deadly sins; today I understand why. It will destroy you mentally, steal your piece of mind and wreck you emotionally.  It is not everybody's cup of tea. Don't say you weren't warned. Do not tolerate nuisance. Not from anyone. Make sure the line is never crossed. What's off limits, sho...

An eerie quietness fills the room   Something doesn't seem right today He is waiting for me in bed I slip into the blanket that covers his body I tell him that he needs to be well He doesn't listen to me I am yearning to hear him speak He doesn't talk much I am waiting for his words of wisdom He hardly even says anything I remind him of his strength  His body is weak  I feed him naan khatai and imarti each day He is thinning by the day I bring him his favourite food He doesn't eat two square meals in a day I cook him his favourite mutton biryani He can't eat two square meals in a day I bring him filter coffee from the nukkad of the street He can hardly even drink water  I ask him if he'd like to dance with me He can't stand on his two feet  I try to put him to sleep His eyes are tired of being shut  I stay quiet for a few minutes  He reaches for my hand I can't stop the tears from running do...

Wind o' wind, carry my message, will you? Blow hard, blow fast,  Stop when you find him, Then hit him hard, and harder, Now, calm down a little, and some more, Relax around him, engulf him in your force, Hush now, settle down quietly, Let him breathe. Let him breathe the scent you carry, The scent that will remind him Of the beads of sweat that covered Our entwined bodies at 2 o'clock that night.  Oh wind, carry the scent of that night, And of lavender candles that burned  To keep us warm until we fell asleep, Asleep on the cold floor of my room Dear Wind, remind him of the heat From our bodies, kissing the floor beneath. And the shivers that ran through me, The goosebumps that rose on his skin, The feeling of him against me, His lips against mine,  Oh wind, remind him, tell him, hurt him Just like he hurt me. Touch his soul and leave him, just like he left me. Th...