You Made My Day!!!

One not so fine Monday morning, when I sat in the cram-full college bus looking out through the window with a rather lugubrious look on my otherwise comely face, laden with the heavy bags of fellow lugubrious looking but standing friends, my almost blank brain wasn’t expecting anything to cheer me up. As a rule, it is always after negotiating a few mighty traffic blocks that we reach the college gates. And that day was no different and we were met with a colossal one!

A school van had stopped outside my window and I was staring inside the van blankly, of course, without realizing that I was. And when I realized, I saw that most of the little occupants were busy chatting away. But a pair of wide curious eyes was looking at me, and the mouth was chewing on what appeared to be an apology of an ID card.

I smiled reminiscently, more to myself, thinking of the good old LKG days when I used to bawl all the way from home to school, and then continue. No…I haven’t changed!
But then the little girl let go of the ID card and broke into a smile. A prettier sight I’ve never seen!

We smiled at each other for a long time and when our respective buses moved away we waved till we could no longer see each other. I kept smiling all day which quite predictably raised good many questions on my sanity.

The cliché “you made my day” never really made much sense to me before that day…but little dearie u really did make my day !

I do not know if I love you… but...

The lil’ smile
that blooms on my lips
every time I think of u!

The back flip
my heart does
whenever I hear your name!

The butterflies
in my tummy
when I see you smile!

The beats
my heart miss
when you look at me!

My breath
that you take away
with the tunes you hum, carelessly!

All those first stars
scattered in the sky
that I’d wished upon for you!

The prayers murmured
some answered
some not!

Those stolen glances
of yours
I pretended not to see, with a smile!

The many smiles
that we tried really hard
to hide!

The volumes
we said
with a word or two!

The dreams
the handful of colorful ones
you threw my way!

The memories
stashed safe in my heart
alive!

 The times
when u stood by me wordlessly
within the heart touch!

The world
that seems brighter
coz’ you are in it somewhere!

I love them all…but…
I do not know if I love you! 

I still do not know!

Of Loadsa Stuffs

Okay…so an apt title would have been  “of sleepless nights, bad cold, trashy vocabulary and writers block”. But I'm not known for my preciseness and conciseness for nothing. Hence the title “Of Loadsa Stuffs”…quite sensible…I know!
It is 2:30 pm and did I tell you I have been sneezing nonstop? I knew this was coming. Almost two months since my last cold. Yes the flu has a special time table just for me.
So I was tossing and turning in my bed,having run out of all the pretty pink thoughts ,when I had this inexplicable urge to unleash the creativity within and that’s how I wrote the poem…that too within 5 minutes…sneezing nonstop.
Another thing I constantly suffer from, apart from cold, is  the “writers block kinda thingy”. Well, actually the " block”… I have it always! But at unlikely times like this I have the “writers thingy”! Yes!
Heck no! Haven’t finished the poem yet…one more word… now what was that  word? I'm looking for a better word for “a bottomless pit” into which my teenage delinquent who happens to be the subject of the said poem, can fall into? 
The silent night in its entirety is a little scary. I hate all the peacefully-sleeping-souls! Spooky dreams all! Yea, I’m a sadistic misanthrope…only during flu-times though…an altruist every other day of the year! :)
I know  this is getting ridiculously random. So the poem is supposed to be the musings of a drug addict…incase you couldn’t figure out…which is very likely considering my astute poesy.
Now what was that darn word…bottomless pit…in the tip of my tongue…but it has decided to stay put it seems. *sneeze*
The prospects of going back to sleep seem rather dim. Now this is “scribbles”…well ”scriibles” actually. Well  Microsoft word, it ain't no spelling mistake. It is because some creative soul thought along the same lines when my train of thoughts was still boarding at the station. I don’t mind an extra “I” anyway…after all its an “I”!
A bad cold in all its atrocities can make your life as well as your food implausibly bland. And apparently your writings random. So I have a sour throat, puffy eyes, a red nose like thingy, and a bleak life. Can I push someone off a cliff? Someone? Anyone? No one?:( You can use a parachute…just don’t let me see it *sneeze*
Now I’m officially desperate! I know…the world laughing at my abysmal despair *sigh*. Ah yes… abyss… u bottomless pit!!! Gotcha!!
I think I'd rather hit the bed now
Sneezing away to glory
Yours truly

My Piece Of Sky

aint it mine?

paths untrodden, twists and turns
to sit back and watch!

its my piece of "sky"

aint it mine?
to hold on tight!
the fallen stars,its rusty shine
its my piece of "sky"

aint it mine?
the glaucous depths!
the twilight, the dawn and the evanescent moon
its my piece of "sky"

aint it mine?
the love and the longing!
the tear stainz,the raw wound and the scars
its my piece of "sky"

aint it mine?
the lost tunes!
the morning shine,the silhoutted nights
its my piece of "sky"

aint it mine?
the oblivion!
dreams,hued and hueless
its my piece of "sky"

aint it mine?
the unspoken words!
the wilted thoughts,waifs and strays
its my piece of "sky"

aint it mine?
the trance and the wake!
the smiles that stay,the peels of laughter
its my piece of "sky"

aint it mine?
the untimely blossom!
the autumn leaves,the gentle breeze
its my piece of "sky"

aint it mine?
wish it was!
to wipe it off,to begin anew
its my piece of "sky"