आशिक़ाना : नज्में दिल से !

                                                    
                                           
                                               
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A Note To My Love.

Thinking of you, it’s just another day.

So much deep inside, a lot I have to say.

I am writing this to you, since you're a little far.

To let you know, the way I feel and how adorable you are.    

     

          

                Image By George Hodan [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

                A NOTE TO MY LOVE 

                                ©Vishal Mehra 2014

I never knew I could fall for someone so madly, but then I met you! Now I'm trapped girl. My heart belongs to you. I know you won't accept it, and I won't offer it to anyone else.

Okay, it's my fault that I couldn't control my crazy heart, but not completely mine! Your shy smile, your hair, your vibe made me fall for you.  What do I do?  You go get me a girl like you?  Would you?

You just cannot dear love, for I know god never created another one. So many girls around, and I fell for you. I know you think we don’t share that mutual feeling and I don’t fit into your plan.  I don’t want you to choose me, not at all. Choose the one that loves you as much as I do, the one who would be crazier for you than I am. It would be tough for me to see you with someone else, and to see you with someone who doesn't deserve a queen like you, will actually break my heart.  I am not perfect, just another faulty guy with a faultless love for you.

-I will see you then, hopefully.

                                TAKE CARE .

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THIS DAY IS SO BEAUTIFUL.

First Rain in Indore, the weather is so beautiful today.13th, July 2014. just cannot resist picking up my pen. 

                                    THIS DAY IS SO BEAUTIFUL

                                                          © Vishal Mehra 2014
                     
                                         
 pic courtesy : By බිඟුවා (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0) or GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html)], via Wikimedia Commons

This day is so beautiful, not as much as you though- nothing and no one can be.  Something's missing. for I'm convinced you were a fluke. I doubt even God could think of you as such a magnificent person. 

Though this cool breeze makes me feel fresh and alive, still not as much as when I see you.

Though the music created by drizzles soothes me, still not as much as your heart beat. 

Though the dark, rain carrying clouds look indeed beautiful, still not as much as your hair. 

Though it feels good, life seems beautiful, still not as much as when you're around love.

                                                            
                                                   
                                                                 *the end * 

तुम हो!

first try with hindi poetry. :) 

तुम हो!

© Vishal Mehra 2014

मै हूँ, मेरे सपने हैं, और सपनों की रानी तुम हो!
दिल की गहराई में छुपी हो कहीं, अनकही इक कहानी तुम हो!
चाँद में तुम, शाम में तुम, गीतों की झंकार में तुम हो!
जान हो तुम, सांस हो तुम, और मेरा संसार भी तुम हो!
यादों में तुम, बातों में तुम, मेरे दिल को भाई भी तुम हो!
जन्नत सा एहसास है ये, मेरी तो तन्हाई भी तुम हो!
तुम हो ख़ुशी में, रुस्वाई में तुम हो!

सावन तुम, पुरवाई भी तुम हो!
ईमान तुम, जहां तुम,जान भी तुम, जूनून भी तुम हो!
हारे दिल की है जो तलाश, बिछड़ा वो सुकून भी तुम हो!
आशिकी तुम, दीवानगी तुम, मेरा अब अभिमान भी तुम हो!
तुमसे है सब, तुमसे हूँ मै, और मेरी जान भी तुम हो!
सुबह भी तुम, और रात भी तुम, धड़कन की रफ़्तार भी तुम हो!
प्रेरणा तुमसे, आशा तुमसे,यार भी तुम, और प्यार भी तुम हो!
आफत तुम, युक्ति तुम, शिद्दत तुम, और ख़ुदा भी तुम हो!

पास होकर भी दूर हो तुम, मिलके भी यूं जुदा क्यों तुम हो !?

   pic  By le vent le cri (Love you!) [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via      Wikimedia Commons

 
     


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This Viva Thing

                          "Worrying is futile, remains the fact.

                                 calm down, and let fate act.

               sometimes you're dropped, sometimes you're lifted.

          still you should value life, for you're lucky to be gifted."

                                            *This viva thing*

                      ©Vishal Mehra 2014-All rights reserved

                                                            

"Bullshit yaar, She didn’t ask us, jo hum padh ke aaye the,” says a frustrated friend, who sacrificed his peace of mind, last night’s sleep and those sweet dreams where he had a meeting with his latest crush, for the viva of a subject which is not going to make any special contribution to his domain expertise (as per the belief system).

“Ab Vishal fir se Status daalega, scored blah blah despite getting fucked up sessionals,” says Vivek.

“Chod naa yaar, its hardly going to make much difference to our pointers,” says an apparently cool dude (deep inside he feels: “kaash ek aur answer Sahi de deta yaar”).

I too was feeling a bit low, as I expected to score a bit extra through this subject, but I was normal, more or less, because I have had similar viva exams for a number of times. Eventually, I also lost my calm, and the same thought was now on my mind. “Are yaar, I wish I could have answered a bit more, kaash wo pooch leti jo padha thaa. This viva was the last hope that could be a contraceptive solution to my fucked up sessional marks.” I thought.

On my way home, similar thoughts captured my mind, even though I tried to keep my attitude positive. “If I am feeling this negative energy just because of a small viva, what those people must be feeling, who despite even more efforts couldn’t give their best shot due to what so ever reason,” I thought.

I never cared about those shitty sessional marks, and this carelessness increased after I saw people with average marks getting placed in big MNC’s, performing better than those having higher scores in recent campus placement session. But somehow today, I couldn’t escape this bubble of negative energy. I tried recalling all those thoughts which made my attitude positive. “I cannot simply disturb my peace of mind just because of a silly viva, many other such things are going to come my way, and I shouldn't really allow such situations to break my firewall where these negative emotions are black listed.” I thought.

Drenched in this feeling, I kept riding my bike, and what I saw next changed my perspective towards life forever.

” A man, who looked extremely poor, walking barefooted on the concrete road under the charged sun carrying the dead body of his own child, wrapped in a red coloured cloth. a man bearing the pain of losing a child in front of his eyes at a very young age (probably 10-12), a  man who didn't have enough money to conduct a proper funeral for the child he lost, a man who didn't even have a shoulder to weep in the toughest of times a person can see, a man with shattered dreams, a man who probably didn't get a chance to say goodbye to the one he loved the most. “

For a moment I went numb. I did this thought experiment of keeping myself on the place of that man for a moment. I had tears in my eyes for I could feel the pain.

“And I was feeling sad about a viva, was it really worth it!?” I asked myself.

My sadness seemed minuscule. I felt lucky for what I have in my life. I thanked god for being kind enough. The same life seemed like bliss to me now, but what was it that changed? The situation was same but perspective had changed. I understood that happiness is not in the things or materialistic stuff, rather it’s in the perspective and our perspective of being happy changes to its exact compliment when we see others happier than us and we feel lucky not to be in pain when we see someone in woe. We measure happiness relatively though it actually is absolute.

When we see someone very happy, we say “kaash, meri life bhi aisi hoti yaar,” What we don’t see is that in some part of our lives we are also excelling them, and in some other part of their life they are also “not so happier,”

By Cyanide77 (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0) or GFDL                                 (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html)], via Wikimedia Commons

                                    

        

It’s important to realize that, first of all, we shouldn't at all compare our life to that of others, if at all done, it shouldn't disturb our peace of mind just because someone is on a happier side. There are people who are sadder, struggling with their lives more than we are. At least we should be grateful for what we have, for those moments of smile, for those little things money can’t buy, the real wealth.

                                           *the end*
                     

Note: Vishal Mehra is a novice, be kind to report any grammatical error etc. if found, at mehra.vishal36@gmail.com 

THE DAY I ACTUALLY MET HER

        "Here I am, narrating an incident quite old and pure,

          those moments in my mind, still as clear as a midsummer azure.

          No, I'm not lonely, your memories won't let me feel alone,

           those times I'll always cherish, even if you're gone."

                       



                                      
Image By Jonathan Wheeler [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)],     via https://www.flickr.com/photos/jonathanw100/with/3521134276

                       THE DAY I ACTUALLY MET HER !!!

                                                       :) :) :)    

                                               ©Vishal Mehra 2014. All rights reserved.                                  

By now all I knew was she’s a nice,cute girl like many other charming girls out there at school. I was in section A and she was in section B. the only time I got to see her then was at lunch break, with a bunch of her friends. those girls were cute too, but not as much as her. :)

         

                                                  

  (Image By Bruce Tuten [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia            Commons.)

I was not even an average guy. I used to be in the list of “Slow learners”,  as a result of which I didn't interact with much people. It was just another day, we were in the 5^th period just before lunch (at K.V we used to have 9 periods). I was eagerly waiting for lunch break, I had developed this habit of watching her daily at lunch time but before that I had a boring English Lecture on my way.

Arrives madam Munjal (English Teacher)

"Children, today I am merging the two sections A and B because some of  the section B children are going to give speeches based on some topics which will be useful for you from exam's point of view. So let's move to section B", she said

the very next thought on my mind : "So I am going to see her". I had  never been excited for an English class before, that was when I realized How Powerful a charming girl can be.

In next two minutes or so we were in Section B. as I entered the class my eyes were searching for that girl among-st those familiar faces but she wasn't there.

Is she absent  today?, I asked Myself, Oh god why! (Disappointed)
:(, why only today was she meant to be absent. I want to see her, I prayed.

Children, sit in a bunch of four on every bench and settle as soon as you can. Lets  not waste any more time,   madam said.

Soon we settled, I managed to find a seat in front row. 

“ May I come in Ma’am? “, I heard a sweet voice, yes It was her standing on the gate and my disappointment changed into Happiness, I smiled :). just in a moment, it felt like I got my life back, I thanked God.

"Come In Drishti", said madam Munjal. that was when I heard her name for the first time, before that all I knew was she’s a cute girl from section B, that statement reverberated in my mind, 

“ Come In Drishti ” .

For me that was the most beautiful name I had ever heard.

So lets begin the session, "Who’s going to speak First?", ma’am asked 
"Me". said mayank, and he stood  facing the class to speak. though he was standing right in front of me, I wasn't even listening to him (I don’t even remember what topic he was speaking on ), all I could hear was 

”Come In Drishti”. that name got stuck in my head.

After a few minutes,

"Who is the second reader?", she asked.

"Me", I heard a Sweet Voice, yes it was her :) , I had never heard her voice much before So I was happy as well as excited.

She went ahead and started her speech facing us, for the first time I felt it was beneficial to sit in the front rows of the class.

She started,

Dear friends today I am going to speak on the topic “ Each One teach One” .

That voice was magical.  I had never heard a Voice as sweet as hers, Time seemed to pause. What I felt then was something I never felt before. I was continuously watching her, My heart skipped a beat, I could hear my heartbeat, it was real fast. I could feel an effortless and uncontrollable smile on my face, I didn't even want to blink my eyes, I never wanted her speech to end. her lip movements, her golden brown hair, her gestures, that shy smile and her frequent but short eye contacts with me, made me feel like heaven. I was completely lost in her. that was the time when I realized  What a “Beautiful “ girl meant.  (that feeling was just divine, very difficult to frame in words).

her next eye contact with me was a bit longer, she too didn't move her eyes away from me for a few seconds, then she gave me a weird expression (irritated and angry) which woke me up from that dream.

She probably must be thinking, Is this Guy mad or something, hasn't he seen a girl  before?.

She completed her speech and went to her seat. those five minutes seemed like only a few seconds. that image of her was eternal.
I realized I have developed a special feeling for her, a part of my heart was reserved for her.

I immediately wanted to compliment her, wanted to tell her how special she is. but I had never talked to her before. she was a “Bright learner”, I was a “slow learner” (as the list suggested),  everyone liked her, I didn't even have much friends. She had good grades, I was struggling to get promoted. She was good in CCA's ( co curricular activities), I never participated in any. for me she was just Perfect. she was an angel in human form, I felt.

 Because of these differences, I felt inferior to her I felt she would never like me this way, what if she didn't  feel the same? I wasn't ready to face this yet and kept those feelings to myself.

I got motivated to improve myself to match her level, that was something no one could do in a few previous years of school what she did in 5 minutes. I realized, Even more powerful a Beautiful girl can be. :)

I was in love, yes I accepted it. I wanted the time to rewind, I wanted to live those moments again, that feeling, I wanted it to stay forever. before that day I always believed Love is Just a feeling for sentimental fools, but now I knew what that indefinite feeling is. nothing before that made me feel more delighted then those five minutes.

I saw a girl for the first time in my dream that night. It was a charismatic feeling, as if she was real.  every definition of her was visible clearly. her magical smile, her lips, her eyes, her golden brown hair, everything seemed real. I could even see that beauty spot she had  on her left cheek in my dream which added a charm to her beautiful Smile.Though she didn't say a word in that dream, but it confirmed I was a victim of  “ Karra wala (very strong) love”. 

                             

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image By Табуретка (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

                                       

The Reasons I don’t have a Girlfriend

Tall Dark and handsome, the perfect Indian Guy as they say , some girls even assume .. “iski toh hogi yaar “ .

Whenever I meet a girl, One expected question is   “Why are you Single?”
and my premeditated reply remains the same “Being Single  ... It’s not a Sin, girl “

Being Single doesn’t always implies being desperate, being unhappy, similarly being in a relationship neither ensures happiness nor cures desperation

Fault is not in being alone, it’s in the perspective you see it 

To cope up with this recapitulated question Why are U single?
the simple answer could be I don’t feel like having a girlfriend ,but this answer somehow doesn’t seem satisfactory  to people

“Aisa thodi naa hota hai “, they say.

The sole aim of this Article is to enlist the strong reasons of me not having a life screwer in my life

Well, the strongest I just mentioned.

                                             

 The endless Search of Miss perfect :  it’s believed that  nothing lasts forever , But if I fall in love I would love to be in love till eternity , to make this magical feeling last forever  the girl needs to be an angel  ,the one who enlightens my dreams, the one with the magical smile, the one who makes me fall for her, the one who makes me sing, the one who makes me believe every romantic song is inspired from my life, the one who makes me feel there is something more than the physical attraction  .

As in a modern teenage relationship, here the search is not for a girl to show off  and jhaankibaaji   stuff, Its   Actually for the Love of life.

                                            

My Pocket Money is not Enough for the "double Expenses": the one who denies the fact “Yaar ladkiyan bohat kharcha karwati hain “ has probably never been in a relationship.

Ok.. so I wanna watch a Movie , I will have to buy two tickets .

Cant u ask for her ticket expenses? , asks a friend.
well, how could I let go this chance of making an strong impression on her by saying “Ladkiyan mere hote hue pay karein , ye mujhe pasand nahi”.

And then I would order the meal at the multiplex itself which I would have never preferred over “bake samose aur lassi” outside the mall.

“itne kharche me toh mai khud 2 muvies aur dekh leta “.

Now the choice is yours, take a hug and miss two of your favourite action movies or you may choose to get a quality life.

Cheers to those who preferred the  second option. !!!

                                                

I don’t know how to break the FRIENDZONE:

If  FriendZone was Chakravyuh, I would be  Abhimanyu .. I know a thousand ways to enter, but not a single one to escape 

After a long research and testing hundreds of cases I could conclude  that Girls have a tendency to Judge guys , and they have a very simple formula
Hit on me implies you’re “Chep”
if U don’t implies  you’re Rude

So, I guess I should spend more time sorting out the ways to break this infinite loop

                                               

                                                                 

I don’t Trust in modern Relationships but the Classical Ones:

(Caution: Technical Shit Ahead)
these modern day relationships are damn complicated, first its tough to reckon who is with whom?

And later, who dumped whom?.

And even worst are the cases of one sided Secret Crushes it’s like a DFA with only one state,

What is Initial is the final, and believe me it’s the Trap as well.

Well, if I was so good at handling stuffs with Complexity, ADA and DS were Cakewalk.  Unfortunately,This is not the case.

  I want to keep it as simple as this,

“I want a relationship where I feel like the luckiest guy ever, and My partner in crime, Luckiest girl on the Globe.”

It has to be the Awesome Mutual feeling.

The day I get a glimpse of it getting satisfied would be one of the greatest days of my life.

                                                           -THE END- :) 

                                                 (thanks for reading, KCKR')

                                                    

I Wish

"I wish to have you today and every tomorrow,

How lucky would I be?, happiness will swallow all the sorrow.

every breath I take is now yours, you're all I need for happiness

I'll be around always, no matter you're high or low,

Or whatever will be the case!!!" 

Red:The color of Double Standards.

Red reminds me of Rose,

Rose reminds me of You,

You remind me of Red,

Because Red is the Color of Hatred.