Favourite Part

From a sight of ecstasy to silent hours
From short sweet moments to days so sour
From the sacred touch to the lifeless looks
From movies together to lonely books
From rightful 'do it' to pleading 'could you'
From passionate kisses to vanished 'love you'
We have come a  long way my love
There is nothing left between us now
If this was all a nightmare
To sleep hereafter i wouldn't dare
I long for a hug but i am scared
What if you really didn't care
I wish our love be refilled
The only wish i want fulfilled
It's way too far to come true
And i know you don't want it to
Like an idiot i still dream on
Its tough to accept that you're gone
I hope to survive though hope has died
I was not born with you by my side
We were meant to meet in life's course
We can't bring in love by any force
Yet this stupid heart still craves
To dig out love from its dark graves
Though all my prayers are going vain
I wish to be your favourite part again

First Day Off

I am in a very good mood to write something today. Not that I am a writer. But knowing the fact that now that I have left pen and paper behind to give way for computers and softwares, whatever writing I would otherwise have done would fade away in course of time. Having thought for a long time, I have come up with nothing interesting. So finally ended up with “today”. Today is my first off day after joining the office. And I guess now I know why people crave weekends. It’s so lovely after a hectic week. I am not thrilled by the fact that I don’t have to go to office and work today. Maybe because so far I love going to office and I love my work. In my case the only thing exciting about this off is that I need not be alarmed by the alarm early morning and sleep as long as I want. Now that I have risen and shone, I don’t know what next. How do I utilize the off? Not that I have no work. I have hell lot of herculean tasks lined up before me. The house is messier than a market. But the feeling of “laze around” has very badly crept inside me. As a way of shoving it off, I decided I needed to learn cooking and started digging into recipe sites in the internet. I started with the recipe of tomato rice (TOMATO RICE??? HOW BORING… yeah I know), browsed through the recipes of I know not what all and after a long time, I found myself logging out of Facebook. Well, how did I end up there? I absolutely have no idea. There could be one reason though. My friends have a complaint that I don’t let them complete a sentence and interrupt them half way. May be I did the same with myself today. My mind was after all giving me a suggestion that I needed to learn what’s cooking… in Facebook. I just did not let it complete. And who has the power to command mind’s will…especially when it has something to do with FB? Where there is a will, there is a way is realm justified here. Tell me if I am wrong. Hmmm… when I pen it down with a guilty heart that it’s all just an excuse of not having done anything productive and having wasted a wonderful holiday, my ordered food parcel sits beside and smirks at me. I have decided to teach it a lesson. My hungry stomach is all ready to attack. But my much more sensible mind (well, compared to the stupid tummy that only knows ‘give me food’) has only one wish. Spare my Sunday (tomorrow) and please don’t let history repeat. ‘Phew…’