DAD..!!!!!!!\

I always wanted to know more about you,

But you always hid things from me.

Actually it was me who never asked,

Because your scare was engulfed in me.

 

It was the fear due to your respect,

Because you loved me more than anything.

And now i see your condition,

And I promise to myself,”I will fix everything.”

 

But now when I know things about you,

I am sure you are no ordinary human being.

No one is born as a Gem like you,

And believe me, no one ever will.

 

When you had the upper hand,

You never thought about your comfort,

You spent every penny you got,

For the happiness of your loved ones.

 

You went on to be the King,

And earned so much respect.

Even though Pride never surrounded you,

But I am proud today, cause you are my Dad.

 

Whatever you did, you did it for your loves,

Still God went on to be cruel on you,

You welcomed all the pain with your open arms.

And everyday full of dedication you said to God, “Thank You.”

 

The time deteriorated,

when you lost your job.

Because you had got daughters to marry,

And a son yet to be taught.

 

That's when I realized how great you are,

Because your love for us was clearly visible,

You never cared about the money,

And made us live in luxury.

 

I remember an incident,

You were lying in the hospital bed due to ulcer still smiling,

But suddenly I fainted,

And you reacted like you lost your life.

 

Your greatness never ended,

you helped two orphanages,

Also you daily fed a beggar who used to live in wood,

donated 20rs. to a stranger for food,

 

You seriously never cared about money,

because others happiness earned you your living.

 

God played so many tricks on you,

You lost the people you loved the most.

Still you hid your sadness for us,

And continued being bold.

 

Things are going worse on you,

God is punishing you for nothing.

But still, you are not thinking about yourself.

And giving your famiy your everything.

 

I can’t understand how you feeling,

Deep inside with so much responsibilities.

When even your close ones are costing you,

For giving you their facilities.

 

Hey Dad! Just never give up your pride.

Because that is the only thing that matter in my life.

I will surely make you proud one day,

And you will be my King, forever,,

WHY DID YOU KILL HER? ;)

This is neither a poem nor a story 
Its just a favour I need from you. 
My girl is returning to town after a long time 
And I want to make this day special for her. 


Its been 5 years 
I haven't had a glimpse of her 
Her pouting selfies and non-stop chatter 
Kept on making my lifetime longer 


She is returning, 
and I will return all what I got 
Please my friend just help me today 
As I wanna make this day special for her 


I have planned on proposing, 
But wouldn't it be too soon, 
Should I start with a soft kiss rasping her lips? 
I hope not to appear a goon. 


Lets start with a cup of coffee, 
A chit chat will follow it. 
Proposal will be at the end 
And I am sure you will help me. 




















Welcome to my kitchen.
Hello there! I am just cleaning my coffee machine.
What do you think about my beautiful silver utensils.
They would be making the day special for her.



What are you waiting for? 
Go do the dishes. 
I am going to buy coffee sachets. 
She will get everything she wishes. 


I have brought coffee and sugar. 
I hope you are done with the cups 
Every sip will express my emotions 
This coffee will make the day special for her 

I have prepared the coffee paste.
You keep on stirring the milk?
Now carefully tear the sugar sachet
And sprinkle it but just a pinch. 


OMG! She's here, 
Run and hide yourself in the closet 
Fix your eye in that tiny hole and see
Me making the day special for her. 


Come on sweetie, settle yourself 
Surprises are coming your way 
Have this coffee, I made it myself 
And it contains every bit of feelings I had. 


I see you are listening very carefully, 
Get inside I am feeling shy now
The next lines will shoutout all my emotions 
And not a single word she will decline. 


As she took the sip of the coffee, she smiled 
Oh my Baby! I missed you so much, 
I cried as i mumbled these lines. 
But I know you didn't missed me a bit 
Because you had your great times. 


I had heard your every single convo,
With the one who were cheating me. 
Every word struck like a bullet to my brain 
I promised to take vengeance. 


But why take so much of a load, 
When I could directly send your to hell.


Push your eye in that peephole
And see her dropping down on the floor.  
She cheated me for 5 long years 
And this day was finally made special for her 


Wait, its not over yet, the cops are here. 
They are saying the coffee has been poisoned 
They found a sachet that had the cyanide.
OMG my friend, they found your prints. 


I know in this story I was the intriguer, 
But what you put in the coffee, was it really sugar?

 

DUMB.!!!

I still remember every second,
When I first entered my college.
Everyone was busy with projects.
No one cared about bookish knowledge.

I can’t express how afraid I was,
For this college was bleak.
I wanted to talk to someone.
But damn I couldn’t speak.

I looked at my room allotment chart,
Priya was my roommie.
She was a gem of a person.
In the dark, something seemed gloomy.

And then I entered my class.
My classmates mocked me.
I rushed back to my hostel,
And the seniors ragged me.

I felt so broken,
I decided to call home.
But I never pressed the dial button,
For papa was so angry at me.

Priya proved to be a gem again,
Consoling me at that moment.
“Sugandha, make a try in the drama audition.
I will make the arrangement.”

I ignored and ignored but finally accepted it.
But I was so scared and I thought, “What if I didn’t make it?”

The time for audition had come.
I was ready to give my best.
 

Judges gave me the situation.
“You lost your close one” NOW ACT.

I don’t know what I did.
But I saw tears in everyone’s eyes.
 

“You mime act stole our heart,
And that’s why everyone cried.”

That’s when Priya told the judges.
That I am actually dumb.
“She has lost her own brother in front of her eyes” 

Hearing this, the judges were numb.

Yes, My brother died in my arms.
I cried so loud that I lost my voice.
My father wanted me to get married,
But I wanted to study to make up, for my brother’s life.

That was what his anger was about.
But I wanted to be his son.
I wanted to study and labor hard. 

So I left my home.

That was my past,
my present was dramatic.
But I couldn’t earn from it.
So I called it quit.

It was finally the time of my placement.
Companies rejected me because of my voice.
I had to make it through. 

So I thought of something really nice.

I made up a PPT ,
On topic “12-stroke engine”.
This idea was new in the market.
I was guaranteed a selection.

I got the job.
That too for 50lacs per annum.
And I quickly rang up to my mother.
“Your dad can die anytime, come home quickly my dear.”

I tore up my selection letter.
And rushed back to my place.
2 months later, My father went in coma,
And I had a job to chase.

I had to find a job now.
To pay for my father’s medical bills.
I sat at a chemist’s and thought of my journey. 

From 50lacs/annum to selling pills..

And then a stranger customer,
Asked me for a “PEN”.
“Sorry we don’t keep pens madam.”
“Hey stupid, this is me, your roommate.”

I was so happy to see her.
I hugged her tight.
I told her my situation.
God knows why she kept quiet?

Few days later, I got a call.
From some company’s executive.
Come here get a job Miss. Talented.
You are a superb engineer-cum-dramatist.

That Priya somehow stole my project.
And a video of my act.
She mailed it to a MNC.
And they were highly impressed.

I took the job, and started working.
Focussed on 12-stroke engine as well as.
Improved my acting.
I was succeeding

In everything where I took a step.
From National level dramatics club
To America’s Engineering Fest.
 

All this success never made me happy.

For all I saw was my father,
Lying in the hospital bed.
 

Then suddenly I got a call.
Mom said, “You made us proud my lady
 

“Saw your photos and articles in the newspaper today.”
“I plan to gift my sweety.”

I rushed back to the hospital.
My mother directed me to my father’s room said “RUN”
 

With the newspaper in his hand and tears in his eyes.
He hugged me and said, “You made us proud my SON”