Dustbin..

They say use me. Dustbin were supposed to be not living….

A little something….

Mostly I think about you. But sometimes yeah I do think about how would be life when there was no me, no you, just a little of you, a little of me and a whole of us.

The Sun

The glowing ball they call The Sun….

The window….

The thing about palaces is that you can still be in it and feel like a King..

Dreams….

For once lets forget what we are,
Bring about a dream watched on a dreamy tart,
Let’s see beyond the realms of men,
Far past the pastures and the dying deads,
Cross the limits set by our realistic self,
For once let ourselves be ourself,
No ideal, no model to look upto,
The one in the mirror is the one up for you,
Our clashes and fights,
The nights where we lost our might,
Remember them, learn them, let them be past,
We have a journey to complete,
What’s the hurry, Nobody has to compete,
The roads sometimes lead to places unknown,
We meet, we talk, just behind the greeny grown,
Love is the force we need it all,
Do the rivers ever never flood?
All we have is this life infront of us,
Why not move on with the things that hurt,
Carry a child in the sun,
Make a wish true with your own hands,
Never belittle those who dream,
You know dreams are a currency,
Everyone can exchange…

Infatuation and love…..

I was craving for a piece of her.
The one all pretty and smooth. 
She had a veil.
You are not the one. 
She said.
Infatuation and love. 

It is amazing how our own eyes lead to one person and then again we see clearly why they were never meant to be in our lives. It is all just a mirage. Right People come in our lives until the time demands…

My fuel

You know what drives me day in and day out. It is that presence of yours that keeps me going. Like the fuel in an engine, running through its veins. Smooth, thick, viscous and yet unclogging, independent, gives freedom…….

Rainy day…

Rain, the purest form of water….. 

Just a random click at my home..

Our world

Our world is the one that we hold onto forever. Bricks, cement or a healthy chat. Definition of world is subjective….

Do you find any difference?

It was never intentional. 
We walked in the rain. 
Danced to the rhythm. 
We were two individuals.
Which one of us is left?
Do you find any difference?
It was never intentional……

A poem to my friend…

See there is something called history,
Turns out it was a mystery,
You and me met over a scenery,
Set in the days of gregory,
We were two individuals,
Trying to become some special muals,
Time was set rolling,
Gears of the world started rolling,
We grew our bond,
Nurtured it with affection and care,
I cannot forget the day we sang,
The song that two friends sang,
Friendship we called that bond,
Stronger has become the same bond,
We have seen so much together,
Remember that night of December,
We were building our futures,
And then you entered your futures,
You have advised me grow over,
Better things are on the way, Told me to move over,
Your shoulder I had always relied upon,
Topled over obstacles but never let anyone grow on,
You would soon leave the city to become a new you,
Beware if ever I was forgotten by you,
I will always remind you my presence,
I will be there in anyone’s absence,
I wish you all the best in life,
Hope you get everything that is the best,
Work hard, make your life,
But remember to take out time for your life,
Remember to talk with people that love you,
Do things that bring happiness to you,
I wish you reach the great Heights,
Where the sun shines the brightest,
I hope you get a place with the stars,
But remember to look around,
A friend will be there telling the world, 
See that star in the brightest sky,
That’s my friend who once said on a starry sky,
Bro, I will rule the world one day,
That day has come and that is today,
And that day we will party the greatest,
Don’t ever think of things that stress you,
Smile and this world will be you,
We will meet again,
Ah! What a blast would that be once again.

Being serious…

Sometimes being serious is the only option you got….

Taken in the college sometime back.

Person in the Picture- Aman Bansal 

Flowers

The thing about flowers is that they bloom everywhere and anywhere. In places and palaces…..

Forever….

Forever there was a paucity of something. I saw you and I was Complete………

Me and you….

When it was you there was no me. Now when there is no you there is no me….

Idols….

A pandal being set up for a Satsang. People seek religion when they are frightened. Fear is a musky business.
A Happy World Photography Day to everyone out there. Each one of us is a photographer. Celebrate the photographer in you.

Our days..

We all have an expiry date that will come someday. Until then why not let ourselves be driven by crazy thoughts, love breathlessly, laugh endlessly, forgive easily and live extremely because at the end this life is all we got….

A letter to me…

Dear Harsh,
We live in a world that is heavily shaped by what others think of you. There are times when the thought of being you just skips your mind because what others may think of you becomes prominent- that is what we have been told for almost all our life. Climb down the bench, don’t talk too loud, behave, don’t run, don’t touch, don’t understand, just obey. We have been subject to conditions that could have brought the best in us but Alas, we were shaped by what society might would have thought about us. I have been thinking about you a lot lately. You have been a good son till now, followed everything which was laid upon you, never broke any rules, was always helpful and could never lie. Your heart always overpowered your mind where there were some major decisions to be taken. You never intended any wrong to befall on your loved ones because they were the ones that resided in your heart, they were the ones that helped mend it when it was broken, gave it shots of adrenaline when it was almost dead. You never ever thought what your present action will do because you never thought from your mind. This did not affect many as your major decisions until now included mostly that involved you the major part and somebody or a group of some bodies as a minor or even an insignificant part. But from what I have seen in the past few watches, your decisions have started to affect many and the most affected is you. I am observing you and I don’t find you in a very functional state just because of the one decision that has made some people erase you from their life. I know this is painful because these people were your closest accomplice in some very good times. Grieving for them has become an order of the day for you. Everyday you become older than what you probably are just because you keep on thinking about them. I am not saying that this should not be done. But look at yourself buddy. You have lost all your happiness and joy that once you spread across everyone you met. You are not even justifying your own name- Harsh that means happiness. I just have to say this to you- you are everything that the universe is made up of. You have a body, a soul, a purpose and most importantly an aim in life. You have tried your best to maintain the relations that you wanted to maintain. Buddy, you look tired to me. I request you to please stop. You are just letting yourself go in this process that has snatched you from all the happiness and has made you a walking corpse. I can very well understand how difficult it is for you to let go because you find happiness in smallest things. A bubble of water can excite you, a bird bathing in a pool of mud can entice you, a baby laughing can mesmerize you. I know you will never forget those people because they will always remain special to you. You have grown in their company. But buddy you will have to learn to let go or else you will lose yourself. 
I will always be here. I will always help you when you need me. Just listen to me because I am you.

Your best friend, 
Kumar Harsh

This pace….

This pace is slowing me down…..

Halves..

Her eyes,
My vision,
Her smile,
My words,
Her hands,
My head,

Halves are under rated.