Nothing lasts forever,
And each day we’re passing ,
Without us together,
Is each day we’re losing.

We would regret someday,
But days would already have been spent.
And we’d curse each-other for this ache,
That we ourselves have gotten on rent.

Yes, we could do with many others,
But it is you whom I want.
Coz when I look into your eyes,
You make me float that others can’t.

I would rather be alone,
Than be with somebody else.
Coz there is no one in the world,
Whom I can give your place.

So don’t be so stupid,
Just come to me.
It is me whom you need;
Baby, can’t you see?



Don’t Care for Me So Much

“Don’t care for me so much”, you said,
“I don’t need”.
But it was my love, of which,
Once you sowed the seed.

You find me a trouble now,
And once you’d not let me go.
How could I change my heart now?
How could I not love you like before?

Yeah you’ve left nothing to
Make me not love you.
But how could I forget you?
And all the mischiefs that you liked to do.

Is it a crime?
That I love you the most.
Is it a crime?
That I want you the most.

I’ll not cross your street, I promise;
And like a river I’ll bleed.
I’ll not care for you, my love,
If that is what you need.


Bitter Love

You never really cared
About my love,
Never felt bad
To break my heart.
Bitter love…
Bitter love…

And I was dying every moment;
And it felt like a curse.
I wish I never met you;
Never felt loved.
I was good as a loner;
Didn’t know what hurts.
Bitter love…
Bitter love…

And then you came
Like the summer rain,
And showered me love,
Took my pain.
Bitter love…
Bitter love…

For a second I felt
I had paradise.
But I didn’t know it’d lead
To my endless cries;
And you could be so brutal;
Could speak so lies.
Bitter love…
Bitter love…

I’ll walk the road
On my own.
I need no one
To catch me when I fall.
Bitter love…
Bitter love…

I thought we could be
Friends for life.
You could be the sun,
And I could be your light.
But you hid by the clouds;
Went out of my sight
Bitter love…
Bitter love…

What went wrong?
I don’t want to know.
We had a road,
You choose not to go.
Bitter love…
Bitter love…


Can’t Be My God

I worshiped a stone,
That couldn’t feel the tears I shed.
It couldn’t hear me cry,
Lying at its toes.

It stood motionless,
As I beat my chest;
Mourning at my plight.
It didn’t care.

It can’t be you;
The one I knew.
For it was true;
It was my God.

You killed him;
And I can’t forgive you for that.
You can’t be my love;
You can’t be my God.



The most delicate thing ever on this earth is the heart. The most brutal thing ever on this earth is the heart. The most mysterious thing ever on this earth is the heart. Heart is the cause of many wars; or maybe almost all the wars. Had there been no heart there would have been no difference between a man and a machine-with-a-brain.

Maybe even if you can build smart machines that have a brain and can make decisions, they won’t be able to replace humans, because humans have got hearts. They might be able to make intelligent decisions, but they won’t be able to make wise decisions; for a wise decision can be made only by the application of both a mind and a heart. They might rage war at the slightest incitation or for any frivolous reason; which a man with a heart can avoid as he is able to judge the situation and understand the future unforeseen repercussions.  Heart is the only reason we make stupid decisions at times because those decisions might be doing some good for someone whom we care for; heart is the only reason we feel pain and we shed tears.

Hearts are soft and tender like a feather. It gets hurt at the slightest prick. Hearts change. Today you like someone; tomorrow you might not like him. When you like someone you’ll like everything he does; and when you hate him you’ll hate him for the same things. It’s not always because they have changed. It’s because you have changed. Your priorities have changed.

You liked him maybe because you were lonely at that time and you had no better ‘friend’. Or you had no better ways to spend time. You just needed someone to speak to; to get some psychological support. He was just a source of entertainment for you, just like a joker at a circus. And when you got some ‘better’ friends, he turns ‘boring’ and ‘irritating’.

People change; people change like the dresses they change. And the ones who can’t adapt to this change suffer.

Unfortunately, some people are too sentimental; mawkish for some. They take everything seriously. They mean everything they say. And the problem is they think everyone else does so. But, many say just for the sake of saying. They will call you a ‘friend’ and never mean one.

Sometimes people will just pull you towards them. They will make you feel special. You’ll feel there is at least someone on this earth, besides your family, who selflessly love who, who cares for you and whom you can trust blindly. They will do small-small things that will bring a smile on your face no matter where you are. And you’ll smile more when you feel stupid, once you realize everyone around is staring at you. But you enjoy that, you crave for such sweet-embarrassing moments. You cherish them.

And then, they will throw you out of their life, and you will keep wondering how did this happen. What went wrong? And you’ll never see the reason. The same person who once made you feel special will hurt you with words fiercer than bullets. And the sad thing is, they won’t even think that you would feel sad; they won’t even care. They were more than a life to you but you’ll see them slipping away, just like the lump of sand you try to grasp— the harder you try to grasp, the faster they slip away.

And you know, it’s better to let them go. But you don’t know how to!



I’m not that innocent boy I used to be;
Impurities have permeated into me.
And I feel guilty at times,
When I introspect on my deeds.

I never liked my kind of person.
Why did I drift away?
To satiate myself,
Or to please the world?

If the world is moving in a wrong direction,
Do I have to move along?
Just to look the same and not be bullied;
Why can’t I be my own!

I will be ridiculed- so be it.
I will be left out- so be it.
Come will a day where all will be naked,
And the one dressed will be the naked.

So am I prepared for it?
Do I have the courage?
Can I say ‘no’?
‘No’ to all the bad deeds?

Which very well I know.



Phulote pahite
Tumare xubhakhe pau
Tumare hahite
Premore bonti jolau

Ei kije maaya Nubuju moi….
Ahe proloy…

Tumi ki korila Najanu moi…
Najai xomoy…
Kotenu roi…

Akakhe botahe
Tumake soupakhe pau
Tumar dusokute
Moi jen uti-bhahi jau

Ei kije maaya Nubuju moi….
Ahe proloy…

Tumi ki korila Najanu moi…
Najai xomoy…
Sokulu boi…

Maya kije maya…

Ei kije maaya…
Tumi ki korila…



I seek the sky,
But I can’t try;
I can’t fly,
Even if I want.

I see so high,
But I don’t know why,
I feel my
Life drained out.

And I feel so sad;
I don’t know what to do.
Coz I don’t want to fade out;
I don’t want to lose.

And I see myself sinking down the pit…

I can’t cry;
My life says goodbye,
But I pry
To make a move.

I can’t lie;
Sometimes I want to die,
Coz I can’t untie
Chains that bound.

And I feel so bad;
I don’t know what to do.
I feel I’m doomed;
I wanted to rule.

But I’m setting in the west…


Phir Wohi

Phir wohi dagar pe khade hai hum
Saanse ruki phir se aur aankhen phir nam
Kuch kahi, kuch ankahi baatein jo reh gayi
Phir wohi sile honth mere aur dil mai chupe kai gum

Kuch galtiya thi meri, kuch tumhari naadaniya
Jaane-anjaane kab najaane aa gayi itni dooriya
Ek pal na jee paate the kabhi tumhaare bina
Ab kaatu kaise main umar bhar yeh tanhayiyaan

Kabhi chaha na humne tera dil dukhana
Ha kiye hai bhool humne, par tune bhi na chaha samajhna
Manzil ek thi humari, par raahe bichad gayi ab
Chubhti hai ab yeh khamosh raatein aur beetein har ek pal puraana

Phir wohi teri har ek baat sataane lagi hai
Yeh sooni raat aur teri yaad jaan lene lagi hai
Karte hai pyar ab bhi beshumaar tumse
Phir wohi teri yeh judaai rulaane lagi hai


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