Absconding Paranoid

Simple yet magical... The skies full of bright stars The moon gazing across distant shadows The fragrant flowers mesmerising nomadic strangers The fireflies dancing to unknown tunes Simple yet magical... The night mirages surfacing on roads The glow in the eyes of kids when elders come home The slumber slowing down the ever energetic kids The lullabies aiding the slumber to kick in and take over Simple yet magical... The smiles endorsing the faces of asleep babies The memories flashing before closing the eyes Powerful words resounding in the head The random dreams engulfing the night Simple, yet magical!

It's hard to see.... those who know the pain of being rejected but it makes them strong! for a part of them know, that stopping won't take them anywhere... and trying more will make a difference! It's hard to see.... those who get mocked at.... but it keeps them going... to see the world of destination... and it makes them realize the power of determination! It's hard to see... those who fail to smile even once... but they battle hard.. to win against the feeling of loneliness It's hard to see... those who get treated like a stranger... but they know best, the value of friendship It's hard to see... those who keep waiting for the loved ones... but they know best, the value of true company It's hard to see... those who walk with guilt.... but they can explain best, the happiness of being forgiven It's hard to see... those who long to experience a moment but they know best, how to pile up memories! It's h...

Two sleepless nights... Triggered a fight disturbing the third!! But then, Weekends... are not for sleeping! but for enjoying!! And weekdays... are for working... for a living... not for dying! To have a good night sleep.. but not a nightout! To have a filling meal... not a moaning belly! Is it balancing? Or more confusing? Why am I writing? Not in Telugu, but in English... Is it out of anguish? Is it lack of concentration? Or the need of relaxation? Anyhow... I'm glad... it requires no preperation.. but just the jiffy of desperation! How I wish I had a pen... in my hand... and a paper... beside my bed.. To let the rhythm...keep flowing.. like the ink... the bloody ink... oh yes... the blood would not sink!! but it would just stink! It would not stop... from the mere clots.. Oh yeah... lemme rephrase that... The clots could no longer stop it.. It keeps flowing... To drain the pain? Or to count the gain? Aah yes... that really was my inte...

na aage koyi... na peeche koyi... meri kadamon se bhari... ye raah hai meri!! baadal ke uunchayi mein baarish se bheegi hui hawa ki shor se bhari... ye raah hai meri!! na subah..na shaam... din bhar ek hi mausam nashe se bhari.... ye raah hai meri!! har disha... ek hi rang khusi laut aaye mere sang naye raag se bhari... ye daasthaan hai meri!! har kadam... yahi ghumna hai.. har pal... yahi rehna hai.. kyunki... yehi manzil hai meri!!

My fingers dance in the joy to the beat in my heart they tap fast on the board when my eyes are so closed and my feet tap on the floor [singing] my mind feels the zeal from head to heel the rhythm is refined with the passion redefined [come on] build up the heat make it so neat enjoying is an art yup, rewind that part and sing it like that [My fingers] roar like a beast (and) thump on the ground (yeah) move like a breeze (and) sing out aloud (yeah) just play with no plan the best way you can just wind out your pace and let there be grace [one more time] let the mirror go here and there when my head moves around as I turn around again feeling the tune... so profound!! [my mind]

I wanna become.... a song.. a singable song! That would play for long.. long enough to entice... the singer in you to notice the shrill of silence and make a difference (yeah) in the way you make noise :D the beauty of resilience redefined in the rev when you see the drivers mood dancing under the hood the sheer brilliance when it comes to hope to say blunty nope when someone says 'give up' yeah.... i'm the one under the hood and above the wheels i'm the joy you feel i'm the one to kneel in front of your zeal i'm the one... to drive you crazy i'm the one... who makes you lazy i'm the song of your life! who says 'live to drive' who makes you smile for every damn mile!! :) lets ride down... the lane of imagination and race beyond satisfaction to define the style of perfection to meet the glory at destination :D

Silly soliloquies in front of the mirror enjoying the cool breeze on my face Humming to the heart's quiver while riding my bike at a constant pace ---- Laughing at my own sense of humour remembering the good old days and the beauty in every single moment Though nothing was planned ahead it always sounds like a tale told before ---- Every time someone thinks of future I recall what I think of mine... hopefully a nice one is on its way :) ---- Silly soliloquies in front of the mirror enjoying the cool breeze on my face Humming to the heart's quiver while riding my bike at a constant pace ---- Satisfaction is never found without narcism and narcism is never found without true love or maybe its the other way around But it feels good to have both :) ---- Riding through the slender present quenching my thirst for simplicity gearing up for the reality I keep moving on.... ---- Silly soliloquies in front of the mirror enjoying the cool breeze on my face ...

jab bhi mein tujhe milta hun kuch kisse ho jaate hain kuch mere.. kuch tere aur kuch mere dil mein mujhe ehsaas nahi hua tha ki.. teri aankhon me dekhthe dekthe teri aankhon me dekhthe dekhthe teri baatein bin sune nikalaati hai mere do kaan dokha dete hai jab bhi mein tujhe milta hun kuch kisse ho jaate hain kuch mere.. kuch tere aur kuch mere dil mein mujhe patha nahi tha... ki.. khat likhne aur padhne mein itna mazaa aata hai kuch baatein har lamha mein baar baar sunai deti hai neinon me basi hui teri tasweer agar saamne aaye itni kareeb tho sapnon ka mazaak karte hein behosh hue ye dil jab bhi mein tujhe miltha hun kuch kisse ho jaate hain kuch mere.. kuch tere aur kuch mere dil mein mujhe yaad nahi hai... kab tere naam ye dil ki deewar pe likha tha.. lekin itna to pata hai... kitna bhi khoon barsake use mita nahi saktha

Not every word is uttered Not every thought is considered Not every moment is remembered And the time is running out and it always runs out Sometimes, it slows down When you are waiting for something to happen and you keep watching Not every word is uttered Not every thought is considered Not every moment is remembered There would be some things which you do with full enthusiasm you would be involved so much that it seems like time fooled you The time is running out and it always runs out So... Ruminate the best times and Say out the best words Emanate the past glory and Pen down the best thoughts Relish the best moments and Bring out the best story Revisit good old days and Tune them up from the memory Make it stand as a new history Its time... To raise the voice and make some noise!!

Gazing at the moon Life moves on... Another day again Sunrise starts too soon Its the love... that remains for eternity! Its the love... that made mom devote her time to play 'boo' with us n be stern while making us learn Gazing at the moon Life moves on... Another day again Sunrise starts too soon Its the love... that makes the heart move!! Its the love... that made dad save every penny n spend on us and spend for us Gazing at the moon Life moves on... Another day again Sunrise starts too soon Its the love... that makes granny sing the lullabies Its the love... that makes grampa tell the fantasy stories Gazing at the moon Life moves on... Another day again Sunrise starts too soon But from sunrise to sunset Its just the love... that stays all day long Like an ever green song... pleasant and pleasing... as long as its 'playing' ;)

Its like a train journey... its good sometimes........... its bad sometimes............. but its best... with you :D When happy, it looks amazing.. each station just whizzes by. the countdown to the destination roars in the mind the thought of going nearer pumps up the joy but its best when I reach ... its best when I finally meet you :D (Its like a ..) When sad, it looks boring leaving you is like smothering (me) each station whines by... the destination seems to be welcoming coldly... into the depressing reality but its best to think of the next journey...to you....that I would again meet you :D (Its like a ..) When the journey ends.. it looks calm and peaceful.. but not for long...as the next journey begins. As long as my friends come with me As long as you wait for me I can embark on any journey With new hopes and high aims Gripping to the sweet memories, I look forward to see you (again) :D (Its like a ...) Its like a train journey... its good somet...

I'm just crooning... all the songs I wrote The time is fleeting since the day I woke Blessed I am to have met you soon Cursed upon by the fate again I'm just crooning... all the songs I wrote The time is fleeting since the day I woke My heart danced danced wildly in joy when you glanced glanced with that innocent look as your lips went wide I covered my face with my book as I donno where to hide The day was thrilling when you were smiling I'm just crooning... all the songs I wrote The time is fleeting since the day I woke Blessed I am to have met you soon Cursed upon by the fate again I'm just crooning... all the songs I wrote The time is fleeting since the day I woke The breeze was soothing and the sky was fading and I had something.. something to tell you.. but you fell asleep deep asleep in my lap Deep in my soul... you set a fray between my heart and mind but I couldn't console myself anyway for I know..that love...is blind I came all the way to tell you the sam...