The Wings of Freedom

i looked at the sky

Realized, i have no wings..

heard the kukkoo bird ,

it made me wonder why can't i sing...

 I wondered !walking on the solitary road..

met Asif and i thought....

this little trouble master has a life that can shrink...

something hit my head and i was in vain..

 i missed my wings again.....

walked a little ahead ,could feel the cold breeze

i envied the birds and gravity became my enemy..

my flight to nowhere was getting delayed....

The silent moment...

stuck somewhere between the dusk and the dawn.

I heard, my hearts whisper...

i always wanted to fly ,nothing could hopld me back.

I am free because the soul cannot be caged..

Realization dawned upon me..

i could feel my wings and the zeal to fly

the dreams were my invisible wings

my thoughts were the magical carpet....

I dont miss my wings anymore.

they are inside me and inside you..

Freedom is me ,freedom is you....

P.S :-Asif ,5 year-old street nurtured kid, i met 2 days back and realized that the rockstar lies inside you and the freedom can easily be gained with thoughts..

Wish it was just another game of hide and seek !

   I sit and scribble ,try to get back to a time when you existed for me in real.It has been long and i am becoming oblivious to your smell. You were not there all these years but there is a part of me which is left with you when i left that small fairytale land .
   I remember all of it from the strangest square handwriting of yours to the music we used to hum upon.I try to recall  the festive time,the swings and the playful memories.You were somewhere there even in your absence.

  I feel helpless because i know the hide and seek is for real this time .You are hiding somewhere behind the stars above.You stare at me constantly.I can feel your gaze.I wish on stars to give me one last chance to feel your existence.When i think of my childhood i think of you.Wherever you are in heaven above ,i pray you get peace.I will always remember you .Your memories are my most innocent asset .You are my unwept tear.


Life is happening all the time .Why cant,t we confess our emotions when we have all the time in the world ,say what we feel ,do what we really want .Love and be loved .Why we like to live in illusion?Why we let ego take toll on our relationships? Why we complicate what is already so complex ?Why we wait for the right moment ?Why we believe in uncertain things more when we can be certain by taking a little risk?Why we let go of people who can make all the difference ?Why we value things more then people? Why we manipulate what our heart feels? Why can't we be we ?Why we wait for answers when we don't even bother to ask questions!
I ask ,"why?" 




Dedicted to a very dear friend P.Gupta .Thankyou for sharing something so special .