Sunset Madness

Call me biased.
I have my bias towards sunset as -the time of my life.
Twilight colors is one of the perks about it but what really sets it
apart in my eyes is its patience.
It patiently waits for me.
Unlike dawn, it lends me the time.
Time: to finish my dreams.
Time: i think i need for the mundane errands.
Time: to cross the checklists of things i would like to accomplish.
So, finally in the evening i can return to it,
with the attention and love that it deserves.
That's how you reciprocate the wait of your loved one, na?
When glances speak louder than the words "I miss you"do,
When senses feel deeper than the words"I love you" do.
For in those glances and senses is where one finds home.
Home, sweet Home!

Excerpt from Diamond Rio's song:

One more day
One more time
One more sunset, maybe I'd be satisfied
But then again
I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you"

Yeh mera Deewanapun hain...

continued................ 

There is a reason to this craziness,

which ends at a Welcomed "Home" 

So, let her Hurry Home.

                     

           

In the beats of the music,

rhythm of the dance,

twilight colors of the sky,

rays of the sun,

luminance of the moon,

twinkle of the stars,

sways of the swing, 

breezes of the wind,

waves of the sea,

She rummages her heart 

for the traces of  The One.

The one with whom she feels at Home.

Quoting few lines from one of my favorite songs
 "Yeh Mera Deewanapan Hai 
Ya Mohabbat Ka Suroor 
Tu Na Pehchaane To Hai Yeh 
Teri Nazron Ka Kusoor 
Yeh Mera Deewanapan ..."

PS: If you look up this song, try Susheela Raman's version

Crazy, Kiya re!

She is an ordinary girl,
She sensitizes me as she breathes life in her.
 
Sunsets, moonshine, clouds, fountains, waves, paperboats,  parks, songs, lights;
are just few things I now look forward to in my life.


Her way of life shows me why exactly, i miss childhood,
No doubt, she is treasured as her father's princess. 

While, the world wants me to be "the Man",
Boy! I wish, wishing on shooting stars were for real.

She is "CRAZY" 
              -finally, a face put to the "name".

P.S. Did that description make you stretch your lips  and nod your head?

- told ya, she is Crazy

There is a reason to this craziness,

which ends at a Welcomed "Home" 

So, let' her Hurry Home.

                     To be continued................