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Red As Ever

September 30th, 2007

Hi

Why is it that i want to love you.

why is it that i have to call you again n again

why is it want to be with you,

when i know that you are not there.

where am i searching,

whome is it that i am seeking,

why i have to look in the dark to find you,



are you really there,

does a heart really remains,

or it is the breadth full of ashes,

that i carry with me,

in night and sun.






Dustbin! Stand when will we.??…..

September 27th, 2007


Hi,

Change has its own air.Though, not every one wants to breathe the unknown, do we?

I was just shifted to a new residence. Facilities not there but only IF I LOOK FROM CLOSED EYES. Its difficult to change. It is not a view but an observation. why is it that though we have news in tabloids” there are millions of jobs” but find less.

Why? do we find our backyard dirty(though house clean),and why? do we find our house empty though our bank balance full.

Its not a view but a prospective that comes up in between. I ain’t that grown up or learned to give views but i do can question. I find men around me, living in pain. Blaiming a system that they use to nourish themselves. They want a better life, a better life but without change.They want change but without a change in their present condition.

I beleive if it was possible for god to give us all that we want in our present condition then he would have given us. To get something different is itself seeking a change. Just think about it, doesn’t that needs some change in your present condition?

Can there be a man without the trace of sweat and still a winner in 100m race.Under extreme conditions, yes, there can be. But only if he was grown in that kind of condition from childhood, but that too means a condition then of yours .How come you can get something without a change in your life?

I know may be the condition in which we will land changing may be unacceptable at first sight. but cant it be changed?? i say yes it can be. You want something from a system, you have to give something too. You can blame a system but are not ready to push the button of change.Thats is what is not possible.

I will not say the things were/are not bad in our nation. Yes they were and yes they are. But lets talk of life.If there is something which is unacceptable, then it needs a change. And for a change in your life, you will have to change too, either pull the right string, or if there is no such string, then YOU will have to make one. Thats the way it is and thats the way it has been my brother! And I believe thats how it is. When i cant change something. I beleive, i have to change. For there has been no GOD who will leave his children in pain, accept for one who are praying for pain day and night.

Its just a dustbin Man! if there is no one to clean it, do it yourself. Coz only you exactly know what you want.

….Apurva

 

 

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would u love a man! if

September 25th, 2007

Hi,

 

I will not be in pain,

if i can learn to love you,

I will not be in pain,

if i can hold ur hands,

but can i do it, standing in rain,

can i do it, sitting on a train leading far from my home.

would you walk with a man travelling for a land unseen,

Tears when leave a man

standing still,waiting for a still day, to rise

life is running with a heart bounded by no end,

can u really love a man,

without the boundries of a home,

with the waves as his destiny,

and a day starting and ending with a sun filled in salt.

really! can u love a man,

who knows not what a friend is.

..Apurva.

BIrds view

September 4th, 2007


I will write your name on a plane, And will let it fly.
it will run on the winds,
Winds will cross, Taking a bit of paint,

And your name will spread by,


Hills will rise,


Greens will pass,

the bird will write a name on flowers passing by.
and so will the day will stay
Cub will pick up,
and propeller will zoom by.


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September 2nd, 2007

Hi, Walking around the corner, I miss a face, And i miss a voice. Tired in the morning i remember a lady, far away from home i remember a land even