If Only!!!

If only!!!!

This word has a great significance in our life..
if only (a man wished) i could have a bombshell for a wife.
morning noon or night are incomplete without it..
if only i can make her love me, though just a bit.


Without this dreamy condition of virtuality..
life really seems to be reality.
and we are not happy often with real things..
because they don't bring the joy hallucination brings.


If only the one i love cud love me back..
this world would be like a heaven side pack.
if only the one whose mad for me..
can lesson d feeling n just be.


If only i was Miss world or some beauty queen..
people would admire me,seen on the television screen.
if only i could be a muscular big shot..
gals would run after me,happily beating opponents pot.


If only i could be a bit like the topper n get load full marks..
i wudnt have to withstand the threat of being thrown to sharks.
the result day wudnt be another traumatizing day..
i would live happily not only Saturdays but also Mondays.

If only i was like dis, satisfied with them n have got that..
the poem wudnt have been written ever, but always a thought.
"if only" this word cud be erased ;)
our happiness wont be IF based.

She Is The One!!!!!

She is the one!!

Its difficult to actually describe her in words..
as dedicated as a teacher and as independent as birds.
From morning to noon and noon to nite..
she has taken care of all our fites!!


From d day i was born to the day i will live..
she has always followed the philosophy of 'give'.
Never has she desired anything other than joy..
even those...wholeheartedly were for her daughter and boy.


She has always wanted everything for the self last and least..
her all prayers were centered around protecting us from the worldly beast.
All our sorrows always evaporated and we dinno where..
we even din get to know that dey were deposited in her share.


we were her stars ,we were her life..
she even considered motherhood above 'The Wife'.
to see a smile on whose faces she worked day n nite..
balancing the spectacles...even on the week eye side.

When i studied in the nite,i wasnt alone ever..
there was always that hand guiding me forever.
happy for my success and sad when i failed..
she never showed her tears to me but alone she wailed.


The woman who requires a special mention of praise..
those silent eyes,peaceful mind and loving gaze.
This is to the woman i love admire n respect..
whoose dedication even the almighty cant suspect
to the world she may be just another
but to me shes the one i call MY MOTHER!!!

Her Dream.....the girl.....

The Dream.....the Love!!!!

This is the most unofficial draft of love one could make,
Still if he is reading its only for his sake
She have felt this for quite a long time now...
But still took time to tell him how..

The sea breezes, the rain seizes...the sun n the moon,
All remind that he will come soon...
Out of her dreams into reality...
So nobody could call him an illusion or virtuality.

She dreams about him not only when she hears bollywood songs..
Not only when she sees Bipasha in John’s arms...
Also when her cousin is getting married
With the dreamy bubbles over her head , getting all carried.

She imagines him a blend of Kunal, John and Arjun Rampal,
Blue eyes , muscular built and Black Bal...
But that’s not all......intellect also matters,
Anything less than Bill gates ....and all her dream shatters.

Mom tells her....”come out of your dream world”

She hasn’t stopped dreaming...definitely not!!
HIM...who understands her...her dreams...n what she’s got...
Some1 who will always stand by her in happier moments and sad days
Holding her hand mopping her brow....all Saturdays and Mondays.
HIS love wont be related to her beauty or her age
Whose name will be written on her life’s each and every page!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!