Make a Wish :) It comes true...;)

Gazing at the sky ,
We wished we could fly high....

All smiles on the way..
We wished our wishes come true someday..

Our arms wrapped around each other
we knew some how this was the moment on this terrace that may come again never..

Starring at each others eyes,
realising the heart beat within us that smiles..

it was a monday night..
wherin the sky was sparkling bright..

she whispered a falling star ..
and i knew this is the one for us

known as Pyar..;)

we flew our dreams to the sky..
and knew that when we make a wish it comes true..

We realised that we created our new world together..
to live this dream foreever..:)

sometimes .......when i smile..;)

Sometimes we are happy n at times we r sad.. thats how life is there is nothin in between the two that can be defined..

Sometimes the signals that we receive from various things reminds us of all the choices that we made .. or what we could have missed out at..

Sometimes the dejavu around things /situations remind us "hey hav i been here before, have i met this person before" I mean its so strange but still its beautiful..

Sometimes i think why did i stop or y did i just moved away..

sometimes we create some perceptions which never last and sometimes its the smile that comes to our face once we think of someone..

Sometimes...the beauty lies in the simplest thing we do each day ...whether its a simple hi to a person we care about or a simple hug we give when we return from office...

sometimes...I wish i could capture this moment n live with it forever n sometimes i wish to let it go..

sometimes when i remember that naughty smile.. sometimes when i remember that first coffee.. sometimes when i remember ....n i feel this sometimes should happen always.so that its not sometimes..;) but then i realise the importance of all these things will only last if it happens sometimes and not always .. too much of confusion though but still its all beautiful at the end of it...;)

Strangers Ping!!

It was time to say good bye..
i was wonderin y?

May be that was the right thing to do..
But somehow I felt for u..

hearin the raindrops on my terrace.
tryin to have a nap in grace..

life's ful of beautiful things..
thats when the stranger Pings!!

she was someone i never knew..
but someone with whom i grew..

may be a blessin in disguise..
i thought my decision was wise..

my mind wandered with her thoughts...
i wanted to fly the dreams with her laughs..

the stranger was callin again.... i hope someday it rains the same again...
I hope someday it rains the same again....;)..

Dedicated to a stranger..;)

Temple Lady

Temple lady: concept: Raghu naidu.. narrated by : Vijay Naidu

Its 18:00 hrs in the evening and I saw this beautiful lookin south Indian lady surrounded by a lot of well wishers who buy flowers daily from her store…. People comin to her store , praising her its been years this female have been selling flowers in front of the same temple and all the deciples visiting the temple have been greeting her each day , she knows in and out about everyone visiting the temple, her forehead surrounded by the beautiful southy style kumkum and Bindi and most of the visitors without fail by the flowers from her only…. She knows their children and even their grand children its like praying to the lord ganesha without having a ord with her is incomplete……every day is a beautiful day for her near the temple the people know her , the pujaris know her,,, not even taking a break she comes to the temple 365 days in a year and she is really happy with the job that she has been doin and enjoys each moment of it…but she hates going back to her hut in the evening where her drunken husband is waitin for her each day to grab all that she has earned in the day to have some cheap wine.. still she doesn’t give up as she is immensely in love with her husband and keeps on marching ahead with her daily activity of selling those flowers.. she has great sales each day for the reason that the way she creates the garland no body else does and people think even GOD grants the wishes when the flowers from her store are offered ,,.. the days have passed and so are the years gone away… but she never stops and is in love with her art of making those beautiful garlands each day .
She doesn’t even bother if all her hard earned money has been blown away in the night just to have a few dreinks by her husband but she moves on and on and on…..
Now its Sunday temple is full of devotees and today Laxmi is there sitting in the same corner that she has been sitting all these years but she is alone there are no devotees buying those flowers from her eventhough all those garlands are still looking beautiful.. but still they are not buying it from her…the hours have passed by and so is the day but still she is all alone with no sales of her set of flowers… suddenly I noticed that today she is not wearing the Bindi that she used to wear each day ,she is not wearing the same bright saari but is in a white and a dull one….. the other shop keeper uttered Saab Laxmi ka husband off ho gaya….. he passed away and then I felt still why people are not visiting her she has been serving them for years,,,,,,,,and years,… y so….she kept on coming each day but still the same thing kept happening……the days passed by and still she didn’t had any more money left even to buy some flowers to sell….. and then one day she came with some flowers and suddenly flock of devptees came to her and started buying flowers again….. the only thing that was different this time was she was in a bright orange saari and wore her tikka,,…. All those people who had been neglecting her all these days…. Started buying again…. And one devotee finally had the courage to ask her …..u again look happy and bright……she uttered .. Now I am just married to God….:))