Muhahahaha

How much i would love this [:D]

Taken from here

Indebted

u allow me to
neither apologise
nor praise
maybe u r right
for neither will ever be enough
times of fun
times of misery
but never without u
it cost me one gem to find another
wading through rubble all the way
i wronged many right ppl
blind; but to my self
even though u say so
somewhere inside me it will never be ok
for the winter is what i made
to have shut the door
when i could have been your heal

but for my conscience
that is not guilty
i would not be

Whoa

You, me, your colleague and mine were in the lift that day. I dont remember our colleagues faces or even what i was wearing that day. Just a vague feeling that it was formals. But i remember every bit of you. About my height but shorter. A black top and long skirt. Black bindi. Shaped eyebrows. Round eyes. And a tease of a mouth. I wont describe anything more as this blog is a public read, but i remember everything else as well.

I guess it was Monday. You were saying to your colleague "ninna antha nidra poyaka ivvalti gurunchi yenduka bad ga feel autharo?". I heard that. Or rather overheard that and inadverdently replied "train lo ratri antha nidra leni valla sangati yenti madam." I didnt expect you would hear that. As it wasnt supposed to be a reply, but a comment.

We were out of the lift and in the lifts lobby in the floor we intended to be. Your colleague went inside your office. I dont know where mine vanished. Point was we both were alone there. You turned to me and said " I think you worked for SIS." It was then that i saw u properly (trying to keep my jaw from dropping all the while) and observed all the details that i described earlier. I said "Yeah, I used to but not anymore." You smiled, shook your head in a most friendly, cute, lovable sort of way and slowly walked to your office.

I was struck. I was smitten. But most of all i was dumb. I had neither taken any of your details nor given mine. AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH. I went into my office oblivious to the chatter all around. Duryodhan hadnt come yet. Oh, you dont know him i suppose. He's a guy who can help in some matters. Espically like these. As usual, he came late. Until which time i dont know what i worked. After shouting at somebody for something that they didnt do, he settled in his seat. Finally. I explained him the whole scene including my foolishness of not exchanging details. He asked how you lookd like. (inspite of my describing you). He always does. You see we have to explain anything twice for him to understand. Forget it. I told them (my other 2 cubemates had joined in to listen by then) that maybe we could spot you again if we came out to the lifts lobby early for lunch and waited.

My head hit something and i woke up to find myself on a train from Vizag to Hyd with my legs on someone i didnt know and his legs on mine. Reality was that i was travelling in RAC and the time was 2:50 a.m. Inspite of the obvious inconvenience, i desperately tried to go back to sleep. Just a fervent hope that i might see you again. Even if it was for a second. So much for my luck. After 20 minutes of "fervent hope" i got up, pulled out my scribbling pad and wrote down all this lest i forget even 1 word. Whoever said that ideas strike at 3 in the morning was damn right. That is why i bought this scribbling pad in the first place. But then, this is as far from an idea as i can call it.

Babe, i know you exist for real. Or i couldnt have dreamed of you in such stark detail. Neither would i have made the effort to write down 3 pages at 3 in the morning. Forgive my brief stupidity at having the let the moment pass. If you know me and are reading this blog, send me a photo of yours and get in touch right away with my gmail id talk2rakesh. You can send me the photo in whatever dress u want (in case you had that doubt) and i will be able to recognise you.

Till we meet . . Again

But then . .

. . what has to happen has to happen. for better or for worse.

I thought . .

. . it will never be too late. But then it can be. and will be. maybe it should be.