can u believe that a dream could do anything...!

A dream or nightmare…

You know….what I dream of, is something far fetched….
Something that can never be caught or sort…
Like a rain drop disappearing in the ocean….
Like the long lost traces of wind in the unknown sky….
Just remember…I keep trusting you….
Knowing it’s just a dream…

I know nothing about you…nothing of what you are and how you are…
Yet you keep haunting me every night….in my sleep…in my thoughts…
I keep clinging to you…the words you speak…the promises you make…
Like trust thrust on a comet of good wish…
Just remember…I keep trusting you….
Knowing it’s just a dream…

Life is short…but my dream seems so long…so alive…
Dream is something I could never resist…rather its me that it could never resist…
It is something I love…and in turn is loved by…
Its many things that I don’t get in life…but found on its own…
Just remember…I keep trusting you….
Knowing it’s just a dream…

Iam just a girl of teens…filled with wide hopes of life….
With no fear of the future and no care for the present…
Is it because of you…that I lost my hopes…?
Are you the reason Iam losing my life…?
Just remember…I keep trusting you….
Knowing it’s just a dream…

I fear you…the way you hold control of me…
The way you make me fall for you…a mere dream…
Beyond the truth of reality and illusion…
Beyond the concept of seeing and touching…
Just remember…I keep trusting you….
Knowing it’s just a dream…

What am I going to do with you…?
If a sleepless night would cure me…I would blink my eyes to death…
If a thoughtless mind could wash you away…I would take the risk…
But…you are more than that...more than what I could forbid…
Just remember…I keep trusting you….
Knowing it’s just a dream…

Am I the only one to feel you…in the billions who sleep all night…?
Am I the only one to get confused about you…??
Whether a nightmare or a dream…an angel or demon…??!
You are the one I could always cherish….but never hold…!
Just remember…I keep trusting you….
Knowing it’s just a dream…

_Ishu

This did really happen...

My first look...

Returning from a day's long work...my friend and I did find it irritating to wait at the cross over.....
I thought a great time is getting wasted...
For its making us all devasted...
Coz...the things around did not interest me...
The things within did not impress me...
For a reason...but...for no reason...
I let my eyes wander over my temporary neighbours...
A child after school with its dad...a pair with face so glad....a vendor with a heavy load looking so sad....
For a reason...but...for no reason...
And then...did I see him...
Looking at me with eyes so intense...and coming towards me...
Maybe...to speak with me... Or atleast to say an hello....
For a reason...but...for no reason....
Everyone did see him, coz he was the main attraction...
But...did everyone feel him...as i do...?
Even if they did...can he differentiate my feelings from them....?
Maybe am not so transparent...
For a reason...but...for no reason....

He was nearing me...looking at my eyes, as i stared at his...
But he did not attempt to speak...
He walked past me...without turning around....
It did not hurt me...but it did...
For a reason...but...for no reason...

I know he would never return...
And I would never see him again...
But the impression he made in me...is everlasting...
For reason....but...for no reason....

I could not call this love at first sight...
I could not call this a mere look....which had such an effect on me...!
It was more than a look or love...
For a reason...but...for no reason...

I like to know if I did impress him...like he did do to me....
I like to know if he did wish to see me again...as I wish to do unto him.....
For a reason ....but...for no reason...

My friend would laugh if I did tell her this....
She did not feel what I felt…and would never...
Because, many people don't fall in love with a train....as i did...
For a reason...but...for no reason....

_Ishu...

max...maxy...

Maaaaxy....

Now this is about a guy with no fear.Nothing can frighten him….no one can threaten him….they fear to go his side…!!Wait…don’t imagine any war hero or cinematic heroes…! This is about max @ maxy….my Labrador pup…exactly nothing can frighten him except a mobile ring tone:-)…he is very allergic to mobiles…!!He is 4yrs old now… we bought him at a place near my native…he was born with six others (sisters) and is the last sibling of his family…he was just a month old when he came along with his sis to us, but as pooja had a great conflict with lucky (Max’s sis), we had to give her away to one of my dad’s friends…. I always miss lucky coz she was very intelligent….but it is max who snatches the award when it comes to being “the sweetest”….I could say he is the happiest member of our family…!always and ever happy with his life,praise him...he is happy,scold him...he is happy..!!and he looks sooo cute and smart...He loves Poo like anything…if someone could see max,they would say he is rough.but a close examination could prove it wrong....!one great comic thing about max is that he doen't know to wag his tail...!!truely comic na...wait to know more...

Its poo again...

Sweet poo...

Poo loves groundnut…! And a thanks to groundnuts coz that’s how she gained knowledge…it all happens like this…since it is that pups need to be taught within the first six months and only those things will remain in their head all through their life, I was assigned the job to teach poo......!as my brother was at college, I was given the greatest responsibility of creating a dutiful citizen:-)...So every evening after my school gets over, I used to take her to my backyard where it is free of distractions and start my lessons. We usually don’t use belt for poo, so she used to dodge me and run away inside….after the cat and rat story, I finally got fed up and tied her up…it was terrible in the beginning since she was only looking at the groundnut in my hand…!!As my mom very strictly warned me not to beat her, I had the worst time with the naughtiest kid..!! After at least a month she learned up to shake hand, sit down, lie down, get the ball and catch the ball…!!Great work na..!the final day arrived when we are to show my parents what she has learnt..! It was the blast…you know what happened, when she was told to shake hand, the mud just sat still looking at my hand!!!!… (For her groundnut)…and she didn’t perform until she got her groundnut…!!What a sweetheart na…! :-)

One of my favourites....dedicated to someone....

The Skipped beat…

Love comes once in life….and stays for a lifetime….
The love in you….the love in me….or at least that was in us…
The love that has no right to be forgotten or set aside…
The love that had been an unbreakable vow…
But now…
Things are not the same….since we parted…

Once when the bond between us was strong enough…
I promised never to let go of your hands that held me…
Never to stay away from your looks that melted me…
Not to disturb your thoughts that ruled me…
But now…
Things are not the same…since we parted…

We had no idea about what happened between us…
We never sensed what made us go for each other…
We never sorted the puzzle of our love…
Because we always believed and trusted each other…
But now…
Things are not the same…since we parted…

The ecstasy of words that had flown between us…
The ones I have always believed…
The ones that made my heart skip a beat…
The ones in which I have felt you once and immense…
But now…
Things are not the same…since we parted…

The past memories may fill us with joy…
The lost promises may shrink us in tears…
None of us do will to neither recapture our lost possession nor take up a new venture…
Because none of us love to risk again in the name of ‘love’…
But now…
Things are not the same…since we parted…

Iam not willing to have you back…for myself…
Nor am I willing to lend you to anyone else…
I really don’t know what I want or wish…
I had to fear to want…from the day you left me…
But now...
Things are not the same…since we parted…

Have you ever thought of the last words we spoke..??
The last touch we hold at the squeeze of our hands at parting…??
The last painful glance at each other when our roads ended..??
The first drop of tear while turning away…???
But now…
Things are not the same…since we parted…

I still don’t understand why it happened between us…?!
I still don’t know how you did let it happen..?!
I still can’t believe that I did let you go…!!
I still could not figure the mystery behind the pain…
But now…
Things are not the same…since we parted…

Months have passed and years will pass…
Not willing to capture the beat that was skipped nor hold the hand that was missed…
I know you do wish the same and want the same…
Because even though things are not the same since we parted…
I still own your heart and you mine…till the last beat of it…

- ISHU

this is specially for my mom...

if it hadn't been you...

If it hadn't been you....
to lead me to take my first day at school....
If it hadn't been you....
to wish me first on all my birthday's...
If it hadn't been you....
to smile at me from the audience during my first speech...
If it hadn't been you....
to hug me close to cease my tears at my first failure...
If it hadn't been you....
to kiss me happily at the joy of my first success...
I wouldn't have been myself....
My sweet mom.....

_Ishu...

Check out my poem....

In search of you...

Running through the lushly grown jungle trees...
Exploring every bush and bark on my way....
Jumping across small streams and pools...
And casting no eye to the nature around...
Here i come...in search of you...

You were mine all these years...
You were to be mine all the years to come...
But you did leave me just like that...
Coz of a person whom you have not known before...
But...here i come...in search of you....

No idea how you are...
No idea where you are...
No idea whom you are with...
No idea what you are up to...
But...here i come...in search of you...

Getting you back is not my aim...
Leaving you behind is not my goal...
Seeing you suffer is not what i wish...
Punishing you for your work is all i seek...
But...here i come...in search of you...

Would you love to return with me...?
Would you love to stay and suffer...?
Would you love to forget me...?
Would you love to make your way...?
But...here i come...in search of you...

The love in you might have closed your eyes...
The love in you might have taken you from me...
The love in you might have led you to him...
The love in you might make you stay there forever...
But...here i come...in search of you....
my little heart......

_Ishu...

Its was fun regretting life...!!

U must have been confused by the title....!but it was true...let me explain,it all happened a week ago at my hostel...since i was loaded with work and nothing turned out well for a week,i started saying "life is so boring,i hate life"....it turned out worst when i started saying that 10 to 15 times a day....My friends got irritated with this and two of them,kt and sishaa were set up to check up with me(to make sure i don't say that again)....and to stop me in the middle of it if i start up....!And you know what happened, this started to spread to all my friends and all started regretting life in my fashion...and my ckeck mates got this too!!so it turned up fun instead of regret....

history of poo,the great....

This girl i am gonna talk about is the most intelligent and cutest creature i have ever known...she is black,bubbly...wait to be exact,she is fat(hope my mom doesn't see this),sensitive with a small tail...!wonder what iam talking about??!ya....its my pup rather dog(nor this) pooja....she is 6yrs now.We bought her at a pet clinic at chennai.Being a dog freak i insisted on buying a dog for my birthday...though my parents didn't agree at the beginning i dragged them to the clinic to checkout the pups...to my fate there weren't that much puppies except a dalmation,a lab and a pom....they were in a cage.Since my dad has no good impression about a pom,we had to select between the other two.Of the two,the lab caught my greatest attention,it was black,bubbly(not fat that time) with mischievious eyes....the lab with its assistant(the dalmation pup)was having a great time wrestling with the pom...2:1 ratio...Even though the dalmation backed up on seeing us,this little devil seems to be very dutiful and continued punching the pom.I loved her at first glance,the main thing that drew me was her colour(i love black)...another drawback,my dad hates black....i had to perform a trick,i kept my face saddest to the core and looked at my dad...ya!some improvement...the lab was out of the cage for investigation.So now its up to the pup....and the pup was more trickier than me...!!it just went straight to my dad and pissed in his shoes..!!gosh..!spoiled the plan...but it didn't...!!my dad considered it sentimental,and we bought the devil....!!she was washed clean and handed over to me...i took her to the cage to bid bye to her friends....!they were both sry and relieved at missing this cuty..and thats how this cute black devil named pooja ended up with us...more of her pranks will be continued...