He started finding someone who could make him even

“Eureka! Eureka!” he shouted on a chat

Being a chary guy he smelt a rat.

The aesthetic talks ,the redolent attitude

Made him go for a toss.

He was confused with all that showy gloss.

Still he had nothing at loss.

This went on for a couple of months or so

He decided to give it a go.

Marked a day on his calendar

Which was gonna be the day for his tryst.

The day arrived and there he went

Sprinkling all the perfume in the universe he could get

With a chocolate and a flower in hand

And riding a bike which was his friend’s.

Parked the bike & went straight to the meeting place

And booked a table with all the happiness on his face.

“Excuse me please!” she said in a little hesitant and dejected voice

“Are you the one?” he queried with poise.

“She’s not bad” he thought

Clueless about what to talk.

Together they broke the silence with, “Well I’m–”

Both stop, confused.

Both start again with a Bingo.

Again each one stops dead,

He thinks “What a lingo?”

They look at each other, half smiling, half puzzled as if to say

“I don’t know why I feel this way?”

This went on for about a year

Until the winds changed their direction

And both of them parted for the reasons

Which he didn’t mention.

Now, 2 years have passed by

And he’s not able to bid her a goodbye.

Couple of times he has thought, ”Lets move on”

But each time idea was immediately withdrawn.

Still he thinks about her.

Still he writes about her.

Could’nt prove myself when it really mattered.

Thought I was good I was strong,

But it was an illusion that proved me wrong.

Dad said its ok  Mom said its nice.

But I could see defeat in their eyes.

It would not be easy  to face them

or to look into their eyes.

The road ahead seems really bleak,

Then I ask myself am I so weak.

As a phoenix  reborns anew and rises from its ashes,

I have to be a zealot and win all the matches.

Again a full year

Again the result and all the same dreams of mine,

I swear will surely make it this time.

I had no idea how the book was and what was its genre. Still I ordered the book from the library. Days later I found out that its a 700 something page book and with a font that would make a person go blind if he completes his 700 pages.

So after some days of keeping the book aside and thinking whether I should go for it or not, finally i decided to start with it.

It did not take me long to make out that the book was reasonably good and worth spending the time.

This book by Ayn Rand is a 1943 novel which makes us to think the true definition of happiness. Its a true  example of  classic individualism.

Anybody who likes a little philosophy would surely love this book as I did.

You gave me a reason to smile
Wish i had the Time Machine
I would have relived the time
spent with you again n again
when I used to love you
not only in my dreams
not only in my thoughts

I dont know why
everything in my life
seems connected to you
Anything I see,
it only reminds me of you
Why do i love you so much
in my dreams,in my thoughts?

And you know what just concentrate
on increasing your stars
Coz i know he loves you
like no one has ever loved you
but he wont be able to stop me
to love you
in my dreams, in my thoughts

We chatted ,chatted and some more chatted,
it felt like its some divine power that led me patted.

you were fine u were good,
resisting u would not b easy even if i could.

i felt like a pin attracted by a huge magnet bar,
like a person stuck in tar.

i derived my utter happines from you,
it seemed i was undera spell n everything seemed blue

But things in this world dont remain that perfect,
And this time i think i was on the neglect.

How many moore sleepless nights,
Few more days a few more nights,
’10′ more days to be more precise.

My mind n heart are on constant fight,
one says u wont come
other says u might.

M really fed up with this hysteria,
i wana get out of this waiting area.