Birthday

i woke up that day.. it wasn't any different from other days..sun had already risen and its almost 7 .Ahan today is my birthday.So what ?? i have been living here in this world for 17 years..and yet did the world got anything from me.Whether i live or not will there be a difference? i looked through my mails and sms .There was even a packet from dad and mom and many many birthday cards,Of all colors ,Of all varieties and those sweet messages.. made me smile.. yet ...

As usuall am late to reach school.Some one had already spread the word that it was my birthday.So i was greated with many wishes again.Even the teacher didn't even bothered to scold me for being late.Even while the song "happy birthday to you" filled in classroom, the clouds in my heart didn't got drifted away.Whats so special about this day.I can't see anything unusual... people are celebrating.. but why ?? i can't even understand what good i have done to them ...

The school day went like all other days and i played the football in evening as usual.. dunno why i play ..for fun ??My legs hurt me as i walked back to my home..walking 2 kilometers after an hour and a half of tiring football match is not such a great idea for relief.Thoughts clustered in my mind..Yet even i wasn't sure about what all i was thinking..

Then something just caught attention of my eyes.Quite unnoticed from the crowd a man was searching in a litter box.Out of curiosity i watched what he was doing. A regular rag picker i suppose.well his looks were frightening.he looked dirty and wore a cloth of dirt's color .I stood there watching what he was doing. he don't seem to notice any one..as he was not taking any glass bottles, but was just throwing them aside i was confused... cause rag pickers usually take them..Then i saw a gleam on his face. i was curious to see what it was.. i looked closely.. a packet of half eaten food thrown away by some one.might have been there for days.even the smell of the garbage would make me close my nose with fingers..the thought of he going to eat it made me feel to vomit..

Another regular picture of poverty. i started walking but something made me stop.what can i do ? some force made me put my hands into my pocket and grab the rupee notes there, father's gift for my birthday.i have already planned to buy the new game disc.. but...some unknown force made me get into the near by hotel and order a parcel.i took it and started towards the man.. my footsteps made him notice me. he looked back..i froze..but when i saw his eyes all i could see

was fright .. he gazed at me.i offered the package..he came to me in slow steps looking closely at me.at last he was in a hand reach..suddenly he grabbed the package and started to run .i watched him vanishing in the distance and then i started walking back to my home..

At home it was unusually silent..i opened the door..and then there was a happy birthday wish in unison.. i smiled. birthday surprise!!!.i could see the smiling faces of my parents ,brother and my friends. i was guided to the cake..while i was blowing off the candles i made my wish, "may the suffery in the world decreases and people start to understand and help each other so no one have to live in poverty".That day, The birthday the cake tasted extra sweet even though it was all same as last year's and that night for once i slept peacefully, satisfied with thought that

finally i did one useful thing to the world..

"it's not that you have to do many things.. but the mind and the situation that make your help valuable to the world.."

disclaimer:- this is not a true story though it resembles some parts of my life.

Unspoken Words

many words, still left unspoken.

and a thousand times i wished,

 to express  them to you.

yet sometimes it so hard to say 

your feelings  to someone....

am not sure about what am thinking

yet one thign am sure is, 

i may have been born under luck star to

 meet a person as good as you 

and i wish ther won't be a day

when  we  have to say good bye..

in the dark night when i spent time looking 

up in sky, thoughts about you come to my

 mind. while am celebrating the most 

joy full events, i always miss you there.

well i wish very much for a day,when 

at last we be able to see each other.

what you see is beautiful ,things unseen are

more beautifull. yet for me i never care 

for beauty,or thats what i belive about me

thats why am so confident in wishing

to meet and spent time with you..

well i belive you know my mind, yet

you speak and act as if you know nothing

well you are really unpredictable

and thats why we are friends..

but my mind won't be feeling good untill

that day when i tell those unspoken words to you......

Time To Say GoodBye

          

          Time to Say Good bye............

The day i met you, i still remeber so well,

yet i didn't thought we will become friends.

Times passed , from friends we become good friends

but even your  good friends , never  understands you perfectly.

may be i did mistakes, but you know am not perfect

and even  when we met i told you am not perfect,but you said 

 you never really mind, yet now i feel like you do really mind.

but you should have told me at first place,  you can't forgive

silence is stinging and painfull,  one word from you can

cure it.yet i feel like now you really don't care me,

and want me to suffer more.yet i have no grudges

aganist you nor there is any end in my love towards you.

well i will never be regretting about meeting you

and am thankfull to you for all the happy times with you.

you were supportive, you were caring and over all that

you were one of the only real friend i had...

you may have resons,which are unknown for me and 

am asking you sorry for all the mistakes i did to you

so this the last time i write to you ,yet that  doesn't

means you are no longer that good friend of mine..

yes its time to say good bye.....

good bye once and forever..................

   well once you feel some one is not at  intrested in talking you, then let him or her alone.why to disturb him or her??

  well one thing you must understand is that you are not perfect yourself. Also no one will be able to understand you perfectly as well. so don't blame yourself nor blame him or her. guess every hi ends up at last in a good bye.......

 

Dedicated to someone who was once and always be my good friend.yet i am not sure he or she considers me as a good friend or even a friend ..........