Lost

Moving through the mist, the silence grows

The rain tumbles down my wet cheeks

And I stand still.

The daylight fades, and I wonder Why

The sweetness of your sweat still persist?

And thoughtful, I stand still.

A few hours ago, I met

Amidst a collage of personas

Yet, you were the only one

I could find;

Or I wanted to find.

You spoke low,

As low as I hardly heard

And, in absolute non-comprehension

I stand still.

I can't remember the place

Nor do the people

Few I remember -the night and the nightingale

The tree that stood

Longing for someone

The moon that shone

Upon the unknown untrodden paths

The night that rained

The silence that was just

Enough to pierce , Enough to perceive.

Yet-

All were now the things of past

Past that never existed

Past that was ruined by You

So assertive you were

And , know not you were a past too

Let alone the world rejoice

Unknowingly, that you were a past too.

Yet, I could feel the very essence

So, did everyone else

But, back in mind the thought

Was loud and clear

You were a past it did whisper

Every time you smiled

You laughed, you blinked

And , you serenaded the surrounding

You spoke to me

But, lost somewhere in Aquarian eyes

I astounded, unable to know

What was happening to me.

I stand still

And ,

Yes , I stand still

Somewhere lost in past

Somewhere lost in you

Somewhere in those eyes

Somewhere lost in thy perfume

Lost somewhere in time

Somewhere lost,

I still stand still.

I Call It A Dream

My dream never became a reality

I forgot what it was

I felt like crying but could not;

thinking of something about You.

Well,to be truthful,

You were no one to me.

Yet , the perfect personification

of my frustrations ,fears,

distress and desolation.

And ,some hatred too.

Yet,the way I loved being with You

Was no less a dream

Though, I feel like writing

more about our short sojourn

Yet my hands unflinchingly halt

Perhaps, they fear ,they are afraid

of someone called "You".

I lost , you lost

In our own distinct worlds-

Worlds which were once the same,

today distinct , yet same all the way.

I need some courage

Though ,I am brave I know

yet , mystic is today and

magical tomorrow.

In its magic and mist

let me be drown

forget You ,forget myself

Yet, You smile and destroy its magic

Why do You always have to be there?

And , yet become extinct in the

dire need of mine...........

An Awesome Night!

Hi Everyone!!

Ya I know its a bit late......

But so what I am finally back!!!!!

(Especial sorry to Sidd!!.... :))

Hmmmm....

The night was cool.....

Party was at a high...... dresses unplugged!!

Ambiance perfect and perfect was the place too..

Hmmmmm.....

Finally ... It was our "Fresher's Night''!!!!

Solid as it ought to be..... it was "Civil" after all!!

I knew the phrase "Party Harder"..but i realized it yesterday.

hehe..

What it means to carry your friends back on your shoulders when they are fully above on heaven7, is really a moment to cherish( sarcasm) but fun too.... Even now I cant stop laughing remembering their faces.....and yes, those conversations!!!! I seriously realized how truthful and real people do become after being fully boozed up.

Trishna truly deserves a mention here.....

The girl who stood out of other girls present in a sense of trying everything new being offered,

be it food, snack , vodka, beer, whiskey or even tequila.... !!

The Party soon turned emotional when more and more joined hands to the 'bewda group'!

More proposes, apologies being delivered and at times too one could find people crying on each others shoulders!! Leaving aside first timers, i seriously was shocked to seen some holistic drinkers to be out of their senses( Anybody being bored to read may not continue, this one is totally for personal outfits) specially ravi ,shivang, ankit!

Our Mr. Deepak Mittal was the man who proved me wrong and finally i call him a 'True Punjabi'!! My dear Johry!:) you have been awesome at the party!! Shubham "bhaiya " you were great in delivering your Brutus -styled love speeches!Mr. Kanpur was someone to look at!!

Well, i cant deliver all the incidents because it would surely take pages and my fingers too!!

So stopping by the woods of memory, on a cherished evening, i relax my aching fingers!

And , laugh again remembering those lovely faces drenched in pure sublime trances and intoxicated true emotions !:)

P.S. This one has been written only for a remembrance , a memory of our unofficial freshers meet!! This will surely give goosebumps in future, and will serve as a souvenir of unpredicted memories left of college life...Love To All..."Civilians Rock"