Barsaat ki woh shaam

Ek thandi purwai
Tumhein mere aur kareeb le aayi
Gale se sirakte hue
Tumne meri kamar tak apni banh lehrayi

Ghabra gayi main
Phir sharmaate hue thoda muskurayi
Mausam ne samjha ishara
Aur bijli ki gargarahat sunai

Lipat gayi main tumse
Raat bhar tumhein chhod na paayi
Subah hui to tumne neend se jagaya
Kaha dekho....dhoop nikal aayi

Sipping tea while it rains

Funny how a little drizzle
is enough to start
a flood of thoughts

It was the break i was looking forward to. 6 days of complete freedom - from office and all the other stuff that make life monotonous. Found these strip ads in a lifestyle magazine just before the holidays. They sure were hinting at what was to follow.

I had quite an eventful mini vacation. And though i'm all charged up, i just don't feel like going to office tomorrow :P Will post about the holidays soon. Enjoy! 

Artistic Expressions

And i thought candle light dinners were supposed to be romantic! :)

I wonder what the visualiser must have thought of when he selected this particular font for 'candle light dinner.' Let me guess - Is he afraid of the dark? Did he watch a horror movie before making this layout? Or did he simply remember the first time he went out for a candle light dinner with his girlfriend, which turned out to be a horrifying experience?

Whatever be the reason, the point is the right font makes all the difference!

Between A and B

A: Isn’t 18 the official age to marry?

B: Not any more… they’ve changed it to 21 years for girls and 23 for guys.

A: Oh, ok

B: It’s so weird…at 18 they think you’re capable of making national decisions but not your personal ones!

A: That's 'cos national decisions don’t f**k you up so badly…

To end on a sweet note...

It had been a hard day for her. In an attempt to divert her mind to something pleasant, she turned on the radio. Just then, she heard that tune – it was one of her favourite songs. She gently smiled; kept the little transistor next to her ears. Every word which was so beautifully woven in that soulful music touched her heart once again…

Aapki manzil hun main, meri manzil aap hain
Kyun main toofan se darun, mera saahil aap hain

Koi toofanon se keh de mil gaya saahil mujhe
Dil ki ae dhadkan thehar ja, mil gayi manzil mujhe

The magic of the song still lingering in her mind, she sighed. All’s well that ends well. Tomorrow shall be a new day…

Isn’t it?

Fair, wheatish, dark - In the marriage market, women are reduced to a shade card.

A fly without its wings would be called a 'walk'.