obsessive..

me obstinate.. difficult to understand.. or hard to comprehend,
me obsessive.. unable to let go the unmet.. or easy to apprehend,

none of the one the above mentioned.. but me is the one simple me,
one such.. just one such.. one such.. none else but the just to be,

what i could be n what i am.. what i can.. though not knowing,
what i shall be.. what the future holds for me.. loving or annoying,

but then me the obstinate.. difficult to understand or hard to comprehend,
none of these.. me the doer of my karmas.. me going with the trend,

that is latest.. though of course.. there are certain things that are tough,
like i cant bring my age back to twenties.. cant play the cricket in the rough,

cant bowl the slow offturners.. cant even bat at the last position,
cant field at the short leg to take sharp reflexes.. cant spell the notion,

that is wrong.. but still.. yeah but still.. some thing good is alive in me,
that lets me go.. lets me go with the flow.. though of course i do plea,

to literally each.. that i do look into my mirror n i do see my own face,
in the mirror.. i do not make any attempt to mend the scars of grace,

i earned in my entire life.. struggling through many ways to earn the means,
for livelihood.. i roamed on roads on harsh summers.. in rains in leans,

the periods.. to garner business.. in cold winters.. in autumns in springs,
but did i ever be.. me the obstinate.. how could i be.. how could i be loathing,

waqt hee nahi milla to do all these things.. you know the worries,
n more worries.. sad still have no time to full these indulging furries,

kee kabhi naaraz ho jaye.. kee kabhi i too must also keep some attitude,
to be important.. na bhai..  not such luxury in life.. hence with gratitude,

saying n telling in nice clean n crystal clear words,
one person.. who i can say.. yaar.. hai ek.. for me also in this world....

                   

Me.. no no..

kaun mein.. offo.. using the words of some song.. copy right violated let it be,
but me.. no no.. thats i intend to let know.. better always live with better.. he better with better she,

kaun mein.. the ugly.. no no.. but some nice facts are great n always practical in precise ways,
comforts.. come at the cost the great cost.. i cant afford.. n i cant cheat or steal.. to have your says,

that i am better.. but i say.. kaun mein.. no no.. what i believe in is simply the simple n precise,
earn through proper ways.. thats it.. n some earn hundreds.. some in thousands.. some do pay excise,

its their duty yaar.. dont get hurt please..they earn in millions n billions.. their level of comforts calm n cool,
so.. the me.. no no.. you know i never pitied about me.. i just let you know no no i am not in to make you fool,

though some times i wanted to say.. kee banay huay ko.. i restrained me.. never know what sort of blast will blow off,
to fuse me with all the blah blah.. i can feel the heat.. then i say kaun mein.. no no..i think itna toh hona chahiye khouf,

of some.. who deliberately could not distinguish between mine means mera n surname the mehra,
if such is the situation then punjabi's  mehrasons jewellers mera.. so is fc mehra's plaza of mera,

so should be the mehrain dee hatti.. n hence forth all the hits proceeds from zanjir to some's of shaddi,
thats what i watched na.. hey ishwar where do i go to entertain me.. oh for me.. no no.. but why.. is it shoddy,

to relax a bit .. to indulge in some things that are simple n of course not so expensive as in goings out,
me cant afford many comforts n indulgences n i am not pitying about me.. i am just being true to you friend.. shed all doubts..


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criticism..

criticism are the homing pigeons ..these always return home with the different vocals,
you shower disrepute for any for no biological reason.. but in heart you know spreading lies are local,

that simply remains with you all the times.. haunting you.. or rather asking.. why.. short of some better words,
that could be used instead.. but arrogance.. power.. fame.. or all that was mirage.. gone in secs.. making you nerds,

of one void.. of one forum of thinking.. that believes in.. questioning n flying off reputations are their rights,
then do you live in glass house sir.. you will never answer to these all i know.. reason.. i have no might,


or the authority as the common person.. any way.. why i suffer more coz i put me first before saying words,
to all those positions that are difficult.. i reach their first.. i do the tasks.. n then i ask.. young are you nerds,

who could n can do nothing of the sort that i can n i have been doing even while i m double of your age,
n i know criticism are the homing pigeons n these always return home with venom.. hence i better care for my cage,

in which i live.. i live in house though.. anyway.. its better for some to live within with their peculiar feels,
neither are their hands dirty.. nor are their words.. they are the holy n the holiest.. lets see where they reach with such zeal.....

                                  i  am fine...:)