my heart says...

Call me if you remember the love in my eyes, oh my love... call me if you remember the warmth in my breath, oh my love... don't you remember that moment, when I had first expressed my love... don't you remember the feel in me, every time when you were in front of me... don't you remember all those moments, that we had spent together... don't you remember all those times when, I was sleeping in your laps... call me if you remember, the pain in my eyes when going apart... call me if you remember, the tingle in my voice, when you last spoke to me...

Vodka with orange juice, combi known as Screwdriver... having on a weekend night in the gallery of a high-rise tower... talking on topics like business, politics & whatever... thinking like mallayya, manmohan & every celebrity figure... driving on a screw by screw, lubricating with a fag by fag, sitting on the vertices of a virtual triangle... changing topics at an fps of a motion picture, drove our screws till the early hours... ending all the parleys & having reached to beds... our spines got parallel to ground, asking for rest... woke up at our morning, when people have their lunch, grabbed some coffee & thinking on the night's hash over... finding out the topics one by one, identifying the locus turn by turn... arrived back to the point of derivation, laughing and driving out of Hangover!

Jeevinchedela naenae, nuvvu laekanae??? Manasaemi tochanantundae, nuvvu laekanae... Telipaedela naa jeevitham nuvvu laeka yemaindo... Chirakala sikhsha la saepam la maarindae... Telipaedela naa vaedana Badhentha bharamo vivarinchina... Jeevinchedela naenae, nuvvu laekanae??? Yedaloni savvadi aagindae, nuvvu laekanae...

Riding my bike on the roads that I once used the most for the previous half-a-decade carrying loads of dreams first comes the place where I found my love & lost myself in her love... till then I wasn't able to define it & from then I had no words to express it... she is the one who has introduced a new phase of my life to me... she made me realize my dreams & promised to be with me... proceeding forward, arrived my destination... that part of earth, where my life lives... she was wearing a green-white dress in her usual single pleat style hair... I was standing beside her & her fragrance mesmerized me... for a second, I forgot why I was there, & she smiled at me again, but her eyes were asking a question... “Will you accept me now at least?”, I asked in reply... my heart got heavy & pulse came down... a pain that was haunting me from years, has got its intensity to the peaks & my eyes opened up realizing that I just woke up, I reminded myse

Girl: Lets Break-up! Boy: Is this the only solution? Girl: May not be.... but the only one I could implement. Boy: I feel you parents would accept me, you should have given a try... Girl: Its of no use now... Boy: but you said that they are still looking for a groom... Girl: Iam Engaged! Boy: Wow! Congrats! (with a smirk on face). Girl: Thanks & Never try to contact me again... Boy: Am i that bad towards you? Girl: No & that doesn't matter anymore... Bye... Boy: but... I still Love you!

Sitting in the room, with a system on the lap... unlocking every time it goes standby... thinking of doing something, but don't know, what? Opening the browse & staring at it... checking the mail box again n again, knowing that a new mail makes my hand-held device ring... thinking of what to do, my fingers stay on the keys, & eyes stare at the screen... feeling like doing something, that produces some adrenalin... answer for which being unknown, I stare at the screen, unlock it once again... feeling like walking on a road, though not alone, but surrounded by complete loneliness & immense darkness... I stare at the screen unlocking it once again... feel like writing a poem, describing the state-of-my-mind... feel like making a film, depicting the encounters within me... but, Iam neither a poet, rhyming my feeling... nor Iam an actor, portraying emotions of manipulation... & one more dawn of frustration turns into, the darkness of night, in a matter-of-c