A Mathematical Uncertainity...

Can you count the number of times you've crossed me
And divide it by the times you've disrespected me
Then multiply that by the times you hurt me
And come with a figure ??????

Relatively Speaking it is a simple equation
Resulting in a drastic re-calculation of the outcome.

Can you give me the square root of the problem
That started this whole conundrum
And tally up the results and give me a statistical
Analysis comparing the amount of you left me wondering why i'm
On this Earth
Or if i'm not worthy of trust ??????

I know the answer would be an indeterminate form,
After all,this is what has been your norm !!

I believe the right course of action would be to
Figure out the base and height of the love triangle
You thought i wouldn't notice and in case you didn't know it,
I"m good at "TRIGONOMETRY"

Because for me,
Who came into this problem with total devotion and a faithful
Trust,
This problem doesn't
Add up.................................

The sand of time.........

In life
When things go haywire,
and the water of resilience is unable
to put off " Pain-fire ".

Pour some sand,
The sand of time,

because sometimes a grain of sand is mightier
than a sea of water.
After all it is the sand that is
the destination of every wave of water.


what we see as a havoc
is nothing but a mere outburst of senses
what one gets depends on
how one uses his 'perception-lenses"

Time is a great healer,
so give "the Time".... some time
because no one can hold in one's hand
neither the sand nor the time.

THE DAY I DIE ...........my dedication to life's greatest mystery "death"

In the dream last night,
the heavens told me in all their might
that this is the day i am gonna die.
after which it is all bye bye...

I woke up on time,
With spirits fine...
thinking that whatever happens,i'll make most of this day,
to those whom i have given anguish,i'll give some hay

I went for the morning walk..
i kissed every flower on my path..
bidding the birds ,the puppys and the wet grass a last goodbye,
I thought god! why it is me only??? why ?

Then i went to my neighbouring uncle mr sharma,
whose window panes had to suffer a lot of our "cricketing trauma"
I apologised and he forgave me for everything,
honestly it was mighty relieving.

But there is one place that i never want to leave..
and that is of course,my school
where my soul lies, i believe
i told my friends to forgive me for my mistakes,
enemies to bury old grudges,
And apologised to teachers giving them some solace.

finally,i didn't have courage to tell my mother,
so i scribbled down everything on a piece of paper,
"Mom i love you the most,
you are the best thing that god ever gave me
mamma ,for all my mistakes forgive me
i have never given you enough but thanks for all you have given
Death can never scare me because as you say,
i am your brave son!
I don't know what the almighty has for me ,"hell" or "heaven"..
i don't care about hell but if there is a slight chance of heaven,
Then let him give me back to you ,
because for me...
you are my heaven.
you are my heaven""....

I kept the paper under my pillow and waited for the last fight
between life and death
i knew death had to win
but i wasn't afraid rather there was a satisfaction inside.
because atleast i got the chance to correct my mistakes and die with pride.

and then i didn't know when i fell asleep
as i woke up,i was not in some hell or heaven but in my bed sheet.

I was amazed to see me alive
it was just a dream and nothing live...
but it taught me a lesson
that.....

If you want to get the taste of life
live everyday as the final day of your life.......
and all your problems will soon flow away
believe me it's a meagre price to pay

you will see that you will always fly in the happy sky,
that's the reason why i say the happiest day in my life would be
the day i die
the day i die.................