Rondu Tidda- Sahil

Never a thought of it was ever raised,

Not even your shadow did I ever chased,

But that’s what we call destiny,

The page once written will surely be faced.

Those who were acquaintance for years,

Became friends in a couple of days.

The hilarious beginning over a chat,

Pushed forward with lots of grace.

May be the beginning goes not-so-old,

And every page seems ready to unfold.

But out of the box of reality we know,

Age doesn’t matter when things are never sold.

Your secret advice that I never realized,

The count of chocolates that I always revised.

Are punched well with all our random plans,

Not forgetting the initials that were once devised.

Never a thought of it was ever raised,

Not even your shadow did I ever chased,

But that’s what we call destiny,

The page once written will surely be faced.

Kab tak ?

Takiye tale kayi haseen sapne bune honge,

Kab tak aansuo se unka tana mota karoge?

Hawae toh har mausam aese hi bahengi,

Kab tak band khidki k shor ko jashn kahoge?

Bheed mein chalte hue dhakke toh lagenge,

Kab tak do gajj k daere mein rahoge?

Dee toh ek hii duniya ek hi zindagi sabko,

Kab tak mitti ki murat ko dosh doge?

Lakeeren toh tazurbe se hi padhti hai,

Kab tak chand rekhao ko kismat samjhoge?

Jitna sochoge, utna kar toh nahii sakoge,

Par jitna karoge, usse jyada hi soch zaroor sakoge!

Khoob hasso! Khoob Khilo! Khoob Jiyo!

We are what our thoughts have made us. So take care of what you think. Words are secondary, thoughts live and travel far.

Swami Vivekanand

NITIN: NOT-SO-DIPLOMAT PIECE

The SOIL transported from heaven,

Was technically blended with CONCRETE,

And so was the STRUCTURE molded,

Of this “Not-so-diplomat” piece.

“One” turned 18 and was dropped in MANIT,

Where METALlic polls lightened the CIVILian’s Street.

And when strength to materials was desired indeed,

A smiling face met another smiling piece.

Every Friday waiting for the movie release,

From the cheapest to Samarth’s treat,

On-paper plans and unplanned meets,

And the day you tried first leg-piece.

Combined studies following combined conspiracies,

Visiting IITs under the name of technical trips,

The special message for just two chocolate fantasies,

Crazy Histories lie behind this beautiful period-piece.

I wish to pen-down these three years,

Layer by layer, and piece by piece,

But certainly this never ending Saga,

Cannot be gripped within a poetic piece.