Sapne!

कुच्छ  लम्हे थे 
कुच्छ  सपने थे
पलकों  पे जब  सजाये थे
कुच्छ याद रहे कुच्छ भूल गए 

यादों की परतों में 
कुच्छ सपने भी धुल गए
वोह सपने जब याद आये
तो पलकों को भी एहसास हुआ
की साथी थे वोह कुच्छ पल के
कुच्छ साथ रहे कुच्छ दूर गए

कभी  आते है  वापस वोह
लेकिन शिद्दत नहीं उनमे अब
जो साथ थे वोह हकीकत भी बने
सपनो  को छूने  से एहसास हुआ 
की साथी थे वोह कुच्छ पल के
कुच्छ जागे से थे कुच्छ सो गए

कुच्छ सपने ही रह गए 
कुच्छ हकीकत बन गए

kuchch lamhe the
kuchch sapne the
palko pe jab sajaye sapne the
kuchch yaad rahe kuchch bhool gaye

Yaadon ki parton mein
kuchch sapne bhi dhul gaye
woh sapne jab yaad aaye
toh palko ko bhi ehsaas hua
ki saathi the woh kuchch pal ke
kuchch saath rahe kuchch door gaye

kabhi aate hai wapas woh
lekin shiddat nahi unme ab
jo saath the woh haqueeqat bhi bane
sapno ko chune se ehsaas hua
ki saathi the woh kuchch pal ke
kuchch jaage se the kuchch so gaye

kuchch sapne hi rah gaye
kuchch haqueeqat ban gaye

Time to switch off humanity?

I am an avid follower of this series called 'The Vampire Diaries' (ya, I know). In the show the protagonist, Elena,  is now a vampire and has switched off her humanity, cause she wants to stop feeling. Yes, that does make her an insensitive bitch. But she is indifferent to any emotions and goes around with her life.

Sometimes, I feel if its time for me to switch off that humanity as well. Yes of course I wont switch it off in entirety, but switch it off nonetheless. Its better to be indifferent to people and incidents around you I guess. Cause most of the times, they are not worth the emotions, of love, anger, hatred, frustration, hurt, whatever. Just go about your life, concentrate on whats closest to you. No point extending the circle of what you 'feel' to more than the home. 

My sensitivity is like the egg and the chicken story, i am not sure if I am sensitive because I am an artist or I am an artist because I am sensitive. But this sensitivity isn't helping. Especially in today's time. Better to turn off the humanity to guard yourself from after effects of 'feeling'. Indifference.

I try

I tried
They held back

I jumped
They dismissed

I dared
They ridiculed

I fought
They sneered

I still try
And they laugh

But one day i would smile
Not laugh, just smile

Story of a Fallen Angel

He embraced her with all her wickedness. He loved her unconditionally. He gave her a name and a home. Her cunning games pierced through his heart, he still didn’t leave her side. Cause he knew, she would have no home, no name, no place to go.  He couldn’t live his lifetime, her evil play ate him in the end. She lives on, still plays her scheming games, still piercing through peoples’ hearts, she still lives on.