Prologue
In all these years my better half Neha has kind of complained that I haven't written much for her...
I want to set the record straight on our 17th Anniversary by saying "You, Neha have been the inspiration for making me what I am-you have been the inspiration for my life...period"
Here's something that I wrote for you on the eve of our 17th Anniversary as I was stuck in the traffic jams on the way back home
Thank God for the jams in Mumbai
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Stuck in a jam
As I am
I decide I must ponder
And write about the years abounder...
'twas 20 years no less
The time I met you life somewhat a mess
I set my eyes on you
Nothing told me that
Moments wouldn't be few...
Remember the deptts you did?
Times when my emotions from you I hid
For I made sure you didn't go too far
Didn't want you away and my destiny to mar...
You hid them cigarettes
Oh and I remember many more bits
When I thought you wanted my attention
Only to find oft that it was my minds detention ...
Days to weeks amd weeks to months
Not seeing interest from you I opened other fronts
Thought that would make you jealous
But you surprised me God bless ...
Damn..I thought you were giving me a pass
But that my love was your class
If you love someone set him free
That's what you'd done for all to see...
Each time I found you there
Rock steady and always fair
Giving me a patient ear
Why oh why did you do that my dear...
So you had fun at my expense
By keeping me in so much suspense
Friends we had grown into by now
Bloody good ones and how...
So much that all around us
Did us discuss
We were unaware and vain
Damn they made a story like us after so much pain...
Talking about which makes me think
Lifes been going on in many a quick blink
That I question why isn't this also part
And hope that the traffic moves for a start
Strange are my moments of inspiration
The sea, maidens, people and perspiration
All a big play of this slice of life
But this ones dedicated to you my wife...
My life is dedicated to you I feel
You made me what I am for real
Our stars that grow every day
They do brighten up our lives I say...
I am an incurable romantic
That has no clue of the symantic
I look at life through colored glasses
And by my side its you with your long tresses...
You do feel i'm not don't you
I haven't expressed it you'll say but that isn't true
Haven't I you'll say taken you for granted
Maybe yes and maybe i'd planned it...
I do know one thing and that's for certain
Love is this some soothin' some hurtin'
And I do believe I did something good
That I got you like I always knew I should...
Perhaps i'm not perfect perhaps i'm not ideal
But you got saddled with me-not such a bad deal?
I wanted to grow old with you by side
Always so young and coy like you were when a bride...
The jam is clearing I can see
Our journey goes on ever so free
Glad I am that I tried my hand at this rhyme
With you by my side life I know will be just fine...
Its only year number seventeen
Gosh our girl's already a teen
Don't you love it you have two to call you mother and boy do I have a bother
When someone calls you my daughter??
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Lovely thoughts & poem. All the more reason for me to meet up with Neha, invite her to GOG; C4C meets to control the instinct to spread such poems to others. Jai Ho
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