kabhie kabhie aisa lagta hai,

                 kahin kho gaye hain hum,

kabhie kabhie aisa lagta hai,

                 jaage hue so gaye hain hum

kabhie kabhie aisa lagta hai,

                     bheed bhari duniya mein

                             tanha ho gaye hain hum,

kabhie kabhie aisa lagta hai,

                        paas hote hue bhi

                              door ho gaye hain hum,

kabhie kabhie aisa lagta hai,

                        dhadkan bante bante

                              padchaap ban gaye hain hum

A Poetry by : Anjali Yadav

Flights of fantasy

Author : Maya, Bangalore

She saw him from a distance, glancing impatiently at his watch. He was waiting for her by the footpath of the crowded city street. A smile flickered in the corner of her eyes. It was always like this, he used to wait for her. He always made it a point not to make her wait.

She had wanted to be early at least this one time. But then fate had willed otherwise. And there she was, about 30 minutes away from the time when she had told him she would be there.  His eyes lit up when he saw her, it was always like that she thought fondly, he never ever complained, even if she made him wait for 3 hours he always made her feel special.  May be this was love?

She couldn't ever tell what the bonds binding them were. He had been special from the day they met over the yahoo messenger. And now, years hence, there was nothing they had not shared. Nothing hidden between them... nothing stopping them...

As she waited to cross the road over to the place he stood, her mind wavered for a moment... Was she, with this meeting going to ruin the friendship they had nourished and nurtured all these years? Was she on the right path? Her mind went back through her traumatic marriage and how he had stood by her thru her ordeal. Was she being selfish? No, she told herself, she wasn't being selfish. Or was she? The care she needed, the love she longed for, his silent presence meant it all. He was always there for her... always willing to give love unconditionally. May be she was selfish... but, she told herself, she loved him too, in her own way... but it was nowhere near the affection he had for her, she knew and that made her care for him more...

He stood by her side. And she locked her eyes in his. "Shall we", he asked, reaching out to take her bag. She handed it to him and he put it inside the car and off they went... their silence speaking volumes...somewhere outside the city limits he stopped by a small shop went out and came back with a couple of packets, handed her a small one, "I know u would have forgotten the toothbrush and comb" , he said slyly. A smile was all she could give him, for it was true, she hadn't packed them...and she remembered only when he gave them to her. "Lifesaver" she mumbled under her breath. He just smiled at her...

She leaned backwards. Her mind too traveled back in time. How had this trip started? She remembered clearly. It all began years back when she had told him bout her dream. A green hill, with tall trees, lush green... a small brook... and no habitation anywhere near...He had been enthusiastic...and as usual lent her a patient ear as she wnt on rambling of the hills and the birds and the small hut she would stay...And later, as the pressures of life set in, forgotten that she had told him.

He had remembered and on one of his many trips around the land he had found a place answering her descriptions. He had invited her to just go away from the real world to a world where only both of them existed. What would have been the excuse he made to get away from his family? She turned her head wondering. "It's the annual planters meet", he said, taking her unawares again. Bunty wanted to come, but I stopped her, he went on. Bunty was his daughter, and the naughtiest girl in their locality. She hadn't ever met his wife or kids. But she knew them as if she had been with them all their lives. Once again she felt bad about coming off with him. "You dont have to feel guilty," he said, looking at her face.

The sun was sinking in the horizon, and she became vaguely conscious of the slow music he had put on in the car. It was one of her favourite songs. She looked out. They were away from the mad rush somewhere winding up the hairpin bends. Under the green canopy, there were monkeys dancing away in the trees and he slowed down...she looked at him and smiled. Your next of kin he said. No they are yours she retorted. How far? She asked him. Just around the bend he said. And parked near a hut…in the clearing.. we get the keys for the place from here… he explained getting out of the car. She looked around.  It was very much similar to the place in the dreams. She felt as if she had been there before. She was about to step out of the car when he came out of the hut… we will walk back down together some other time he said….now lets get there first.  And off they went on the final lap round the tip of the hillock…and on to a small but neat hut…

She couldn’t believe her eyes. The stream was whispering nearby, the winds played with her loose hair, and the trees and the small hut… she was moving around as in a trance. And he was just watching her…go around touching the stones, the flowers and then she looked back at him. He saw the innocence of a child in her eyes…He had always loved her for that.. the way her eyes lit up when she was being naughty or when he told her something she did not know…He had never known why she was special for him. And why he had brought her here…But now she was with him and that was all that mattered for him. Ever since she had told him about her dream he had wanted to find a place like that…and of course he knew she needed a break from all the pressures in life.

“This place is lovely dear”, she was standing next to him. He just nodded. He knew. Lets put all the stuff inside the house she said, taking the bags from inside the car and moving up the stone steps to the thatched hut.  “I hope there is water in here”, he heard her mumble as she tested the pipes in the bathroom inside that single room hut. “If there isn’t u can always use the nature’s “, he was smiling at the face she made… “come on lets watch the sunset” she said dragging him out of the room…

And out they went, to the edge of the valley. The birds were flying home. They are going home, after a whole days work, he listened to her ramblings… look how they fly in formation… He had seen the birds, but he was watching her, time distances and events hadn’t changed her much. He remembered how scared she had been when she was alone… how she used to mail him, send him messages and how happy she was to get his mails… But years had flew past them… and still she was a fond smile in his memories… He wanted to just wipe of the errant hairs on her face…. to go on watching her for a long long time… Over the horizon, the sun was setting… her face shone as the setting sun danced upon her delicate curves. He wanted to hold her close… but…she turned to look at him. “what are you staring at”? he just smiled. “Dumbo” she mumbled turning away and facing the sunset. she longed to give him a kiss.

She had seen that look in his eyes. She wanted to be swept off the feet and into his arms. But she never voiced her thoughts and was glad he did not read her mind. Or had he? She was sure he could, but he never made any move… They watched as the sun set on the horizon. And as the last rays went down she felt sad that time was passing by…she hadn’t wanted that evening to get over. But the night stretched out long before them…What do we have for supper, she asked. Don’t worry, I have made the arrangements he answered as they walked back to the side of the pond before the small hut… she sat down with her legs in the stream. He saw the gleam of her legs in the water… as he sat near her. He longed to hold her close and hold on to her for the rest of the life… but…

He just ran his hand thru her hair, and involuntarily she lay her head on his shoulders. He loved her smell. He loved her. This was what he always longed for. His hands carved the delicate features of her face. His eyes followed his hands. Her closed eyelids fluttered open… He placed his lips on her forehead. The silent kiss. The stillness of the night …the magic held on. From somewhere came the cold droplets of rain…and they sat there...as if bonded by destiny. She came to her senses as the drizzle broadened into a steady down pour… “we will get soaked, she said giggling and raced to the cottage, he stood there looking at her, and then broke into a run…following her.

Inside the room, he heard her at the washroom, his mind retracing the last couple of minutes. Was that real or had she been in his arms? “hey u better change ok, she said, startling him, you are drenched through and through”. He smiled and walked off to change. She was huddled by the fire, humming under her breadth when he came back. He looked at her. She smiled at him and then continued humming. “Why don’t you sing aloud?” he asked her. She just smiled, not wanting to break the line of thoughts. He sat near her…and she lay her head on his shoulders again. And time passed on…

The sounds of birds outside woke him up… the sun was creeping up slowly through the windows. She was sleeping peacefully cuddled on his side, a small smile playing on her lips. He looked at her and silently placed a kiss on her eyelids. He moved slightly, but she clung to his arms. He moved the pillow next to her and got up. When had they slept off, he wondered as he brushed his teeth. He found himself smiling would someone belive that they had just slept off?

He came off… she was still asleep… He paused to look at her, before closing the door shut. The mist covered grass left traces of his footprints as he walked down the winding road. The memories of the night floated back. They had had dinner and gone on watching the rains from out of the window… the bolt of lightning had scared her. She had huddled close to him and he had put his hands protectively across her. And then had slept off… What a damp end to a hot night, he smiled to himself. He walked back to the cottage, she was still fast asleep… He sat next to her, his hands moved on their own and caressed her face and he bent and kissed her forehead… She stirred in her sleep, waking up, he saw him near her. And she just put out her hands and hugged him.

“Get up dumbo”, he said lifting her up, get me something to drink”. She made a face at him and walked towards the makeshift pantry. Later, as they locked the cabin and came off, they felt as if they had forgotten something. Was it the playfulness of the night that passed by, was it the feeling of sadness that the night would never repeat?

The drive down was punctuated with occasional comments on the weather and the bumpy roads. As they reached the city, a silence wrapped them up…The golden silence of two hearts communicating in the language they both knew so well… the language of love….

This is a story which proves you that “Love is a sacrifice”

There is lot of similarities between them. There way of thinking, likings, approach towards life etc..... almost everything is common in them. Its hard to believe that how can two human beings carry so much similarities. Yes they are in LOVE and suddenly life becomes more beautiful.

But they forget one most important thing i.e. she is already married.

When he used to meet her, he not only sees her love but a gentle face with a heart of gold and many opportunities.

He tries to hide the feelings, whenever he meets her, but he always fail…

Instead he glow and light up, and the funny part is that he see the same resemblance in her also. They spend a good time together.

He can't stop thinking about her, given the opportunity he would make her life a fairytale and would do everything within his powers to make her every dream a reality and fragrant her life with true and everlasting love. He strongly believes in God and whenever he prays to Almighty, the first thing he asks for her. She is present virtually everywhere near him, in his heart, in his soul, in his thoughts, in his dreams, in his attitude etc. He indeed was very thankful to her because it is his love for her that has helped him to preserve his morals and ethical standards and be a creature loved by everyone. It gave him a sense to respect woman and to love the nature.

He had the distinguished honor to share in a small but wonderful piece of my life with her and wish to share his remaining life with her.

He always thought that “Why, do we get scared of something that can't be there and won't ever be? i.e. Separation

Because it's hard to realize that they won't be together for long or just the thought of loosing the one who is standing so close to you?”

The worst part is to stand beside a person, knowing that you can't have them.

They know the reality but they continued. And one day everything comes to end in sudden flash. Her husband comes to know about their relation. Things changed very drastically. The time had come when she has to choose between the guy whom she loves and her family and she choose her family. She withdraws herself from that relationship.

The guy knows that this is just a compromise that she was making. He knows that u cannot live a successful life on a compromises platform. He knows the only way she will be happy by improving the relation with her husband. For this first she has to hate him. He started a very well planned game. He started harassing the girl. He does all the possible ways to irritate her.

He started follow the girl and makes sure that she should see him while following. Call her on her office and cell maximum no. of times. Writing mails. Calling her friends. She started getting irritated by all these. And after few months she starts hate that guy. At the end of the day he achieved what he wants. But the whole thing was very painful to that guy and to that girl. Hurting somebody whom he loves so much. Now she is happy with her family. This is what the guy always wanted “To see smile in her face”……..

There is a very famous quote “It’s better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all” but it fails to define its message and meaning to Him. To preserve through his life without her demeans his purpose and obliterates all hopes for happiness. No other girl will ever be able to replenish her place in his life. He will be very lonely, even if not alone.

Is it love or not?
I hope that this is something that you can call love.........

             So our parents have known eachother for ever. Before any of us have been born they have known eachother. When I was about 1 and a half years old (almost 2) we moved from that area where they lived due to finance. So I guess I hardly knew that family but they have a son. As I was growing up I heard many stories about them but did not see them. We slowly lost contact bust those many years I never talked to their son. Then, in the end of the year of 2004, my parents wanted to go and visit them. I didn't know much about them, nor did I know how their son looked or anything so I just willingly went. When we reached, we rang the doorbell, and then all of a sudden a young boy opened it. He is their only son so I know exactly who it was. I surprisingly looked up and thought in my head EW! Who is this guy I hardly even know him he is so fat and ugly. He took all our coats and luggage and brought it to our rooms. Then within a few minutes I forgot the whole thing about looks and sat down on his couch with my older sister(we are one year apart and great friends!) Then he comes in to the room and takes the t.v. changer and turns on the t.v.

"So guys, I haven't seen you in like........ 10 years," he said.

"Ya I know," I said with a slight blush.

Then he started watching what he wanted to watch sports, football, all that guy kind stuff. Then I became this totally different person whom I didn't want to be. I was laughing and saying jokes and he didn't like me. He "hated me". His parents loved me like crazy though. I don't know if I'm pretty or not. Whenever people see me they always say WOW! you are so beautiful but i don't know. SO then the whole stay we had nothing but hatred for eachother and as I left his house it ended with a small smile. HOw come I could not forget him? HOw come I just keep thinking about him? After all that I could not forget him? Why so harsh?? I tried instant messaging him but no matter what he would not reply. I just needed to talk to him. Was I in love? All day, when I woke up in the morning, at school, when i came back, during hw, during dinner, when i went to bed, in my dreams EVERYWHERE! I could not accept it. I had no one to talk to about my feelings because I just couldn't explain it. I didn't want to be in love with a guy who hated me so much but at the same time......ya. I talked to my sister one night and she said that I'm in love and I have to accept it. I listened and I did and I lived so much happier. WHy was I keeping my feelings to myself this whle time?? So I thought I'd mail him. I sent it through my sisters because he was more fond of her than he was of me. I wrote it and she copied and pasted it through her account. I wrote on their to plz mail back in an persuading method. He did. He said he doesn't hate me or my sister he said he found me "annoying." I just want to meet him one more time. My sister says that one day I will but I don't know. Should I tell him my feelings. This may not be a "love story" but it means a lot to me in my heart. So as of now I have only one wish, to meet the one whom my heart is urging to see...........