Thursday, April 29, 2010

sundar aasman tha, sub so rahay thay.
eik hum badnaseeb thay, apki yaad mein ro rahay thay.
-S, last words before a very smug smile and falling off to sleep.

you continue to surprise me.
-eeda

Monday, April 26, 2010

Society is a masked ball where everyone reveals their character in hiding.
-S

Thursday, April 22, 2010

You cant outwit fate by trying to stand on the sidelines and place little side bets on the outcome of life. Either you wade in and risk everything to play the game, or you dont play at all..and if you dont play, you cant win.
 .

this Can't happen.

maal-e-ghaneemat

Khidki ke sirhanay se aati hai roshni, chhup chup ke jaise sitaray paani ki tarah is kamray mein ahista se beh rahay hon. sunehri raat. eik behen ko yaad ata hai usko bhai, eik beti ko ma, bachpan ki yaadein aur uski masoomiyat. phoolon ka sehra aur kahan yeh veeraniyan. kitni tanha hai woh, ghire huey logon ke darmeyan bhi koi nahin, aksar mehfil mein ghayab, woh toothti deewaron ko dekhti hai, aur sub usko.
dartay hain sub ussay se. kiun? shayad uske khauff se unko bhi khauff aata hai, ya shayad us ney bhi zindagi lapet li hai apni shakal per, aur un kahaniyon se kiun na kisi ko khauff aye ga?
eik behen ko uska bhai yaad ata hai aj. kandha, kandhay pe sar aur lambi si baatein, khawab, dar aur khushi. sawaal, undekhi rah, intizar. andha sukoon.
motiyon ki tarah piroti hai palkon per yeh rishtay, dhagon mein liptay khun ke natay, jaise phati patang ko koi malmal ke dupatton mein chupa deta hai; bus. eik yahee asasa.
tanhai mein koi nahee to tum ho. shayad isee leye woh tum mein bhi bandhi hui hai, tooti patangon ki tarah. eik yeh dhagay zindagi ke taar hain, tum mein piroey huey. bus, ek yahee asasa.
aur eik yeh kaali raat.
ek woh.






the fob comes out.
-eeda :)

Friday, April 16, 2010

20 to the 1. i feel old-ish.

i haven't had sucha great birthday in sucha long time, and the fact that drug is right beside me sneaking a read is twice as special :) .

more later,
-eeda  :)

Saturday, April 10, 2010

darr

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its become scary even to close my eyes and be alone 
with just the music and me.

i listen to songs wide awake.





ever felt paranoia like this?
someone will stab me while i'm still in the dark, and all I see is crawling crawling crawling hands. 
-eeda

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

'I love you more for the things that you think are wrong with you, than for the things that you think are right.'

like being your pepto-bismal?
<3
-eeda