Saturday, 15 March 2014

Oh, this Sleep !!

this early morning, these morning calls,
I never asked, for the migration they performed
why can't they, just move on
and call no one, let them sleep for another hour

What if, I sleep and miss this call
ask my manager to postpone this alarm
and directors to just "keep calm !!"
and clients to say "its weekend boss !!"

Since nobody listened, left us to cry,
I have to woke-up early, and get fried
but this sleep, 
Oh, this eternal divine !
still asking me, to give some time....!!

Beauty Queen of the House

I asked her twice, 
"What will we do, its your b'day coming, 
aren't we going to that zoo, from where you flew?"
she took on me, and killed me there, smiled and replied
"What's the need, when you are here!!"
of which I replied, "YOU damn sister !!"

Our day just pass, taunting each other,
she cares for me, I admire her share
she is the beauty queen of my house, nobody to dare
of whom I always cherish, her presence and thoughts,

This b'day we planned, to surprise her and shock
will bought her favorite cake, and eat it all
will get her a gift so precious, she could keep us wherever she walks
and how could we forget, its the feminine touch that she wants

So on the day, when she woke up
I presented her that Lumia phone,
soon of which my mom asked to, close the whatsapp she is addicted to,
my father happens to come late as usual, 
but bought her a pair of earrings, of her favorite blue color
 and perfectly baked cake from my mom's hand
multiplied the sweetness in the air,

she happily cuts the cake, while I ate it all,
she was fixed on the sofa, with Kapil's comedy show
while we just looked at her, saving this moment in our hearts
because this "ghar ki beti" is  "One Beauty Queen", 
whom I will always bow !!

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

Wednesday, 12 March 2014

Hello JI..!!

"Hello Ji, keda haal chal hega?"
she replied a bit late, with a pleasant "Hello !!"
and I burst her inbox, with thousand more questions
without waiting for her, to answer even one

this was funny, it was bluntly alright,
because she understand what so ever I type
when we used to chat all long, 
and clock used to interrupt with 5am alarm

those were the days, when we were friends,
talking all "nautankis", whatever we can
the Shipra's "honey chili potato", always tastes weird, 
but the time we spent is worthy to be shared

the college stories were never ending one,
I start one, and she add another to the fun
my gtalk was the best I own, 
I always find her "invisible" or gone ("away")

now I don't know, what went wrong,
she might kill me, after reading this blog
but atleast, I will get some time of her
that your friend is still waiting on the same gtalk...!!  ;-)