Is it enough?

It is not enough when you like each other, but how you blend & become one.

How you get to know each other in & out, your likes & dislikes known, your dark side is their entertainment & their sweetness is annoying.

How little things remind you of them and you want to protect them from even harmful words.

When you are you and he/she is he/she, -  transparent where the past lies where it needs to, flaws are accepted, love is brought to the limelight and above all how they treat you in private & in front of the world marks no difference & how you feel with them…

now, is everything still enough?

He told me

He told me he is weak inside,
Fragile as a butterfly wing;
He told me he is numb outside,
Thick-skinned so he believes only in flings.
He told me he's been hurt too many times,
And made his ego his pride.
He told me he will heal himself for years to come,
Be his own guide.
He staged a beautiful aura to the world,
Died within with every word;
He was applauded at every step,
His wounds healed at all depths;
But he had become an actor of life...
A slave of his own pride!
He met a woman,
Just like him...
Aching, detached, self - centred, show biz addict,
They fooled the world together,
But she fell and hit the clear...
"Do you love me?", she asked
He took off his mask.
She ran as if she had seen an ugly - damaged, bleeding and angry wolf.
He wouldn't stop personifying...
I lit a scented candle with a smile,
Saying goodbye to all his lies.

- by yours truly
Tripti K Jagasia

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Pata Nahi

Doobte hain abb aankhon mein, jaise kabhi sharab ki latt mein doobte the,

Khoy huve hain rangeen yaadon mein aapka gulistan samajke...

Pehele pyaar ki kami nahi thi, aur sharab ki jaga nahi... 

Abb pyaar mumkin nahi, aur sharab...sharab khatam nahi hoti....

Pyaar jo samajha nahi woh khush kismat hain. 

Samaj gaye toh jaal hai, 

Aadat nahi pyaas hai, zarrurat nahi - rakht hai...Jaal hai...jaal hai

Kitna waqt lagega hum jaante nahi…

Kitne saal guzargaye woh dekhte nahi, 

Yaad humko hai unko nahi, 

Intezaar kare ya na karein yeh pata nahi.

*please pardon my mistakes, no body is perfect*

Kaise kahun ki kitna chahti hun tumhe

Kaise kahun ki kitna chahti hun tumhe…
Pyaar jitna shayad nahi,
Ishq jitna gehra nahi,
Mohobbat jitna pagal nahi,
Lekin Pasand karti hun tumhe…

Kaise kahun ki tum itne zaroori nahi,
Magar choti si baat par yaad aate ho,
Kuch sunti hun toh tumhe bhi sunana chahti hun,
Kuch dekhti hun toh dobaara tumhare sath dekhna chahti hun,
Kuch karti hun toh sochti hun tumhe kaisa lagega,
Tasveer leker tumhe Dena chahti hun…

Kaise kahun ki tumhe Roz Milne ki zidd nahi hai…
Tumhe yaad karna, tumhari kami mehsoos karna bhi achha lagtaa hai,
Tumhare sath baatein, kahaniyan, dard aur khushiya baatne ke intezaar mein mazaa aata hai…

Kaise kahun ki tumhara dhyaan kharidna chahti hun…
Taufon se nahi, paison se nahi, nashe se nahi, koi aur banke nahi,
Par tumhare sath waqt bitakar,
Tumhe tum rehne Dena,
Tumse Pyaar ki ummeed na rakh kar….
Tumhe mere sath zabareasti nah hone ke liye kharidna chahti hun…

Kaise kahun ki kitna chahti hun tumhe...

- Tripti K J

Settle

Surrounded by sinful temptations,
Fairy tale dreams,
High hopes and
Temporary beliefs,
We try to settle.

Between what we want and what we need,
Between what we have and what we dream.
Like butterflies we seek to fall in love with the ultimate flower,
But reality strikes and it is such a show downer...

The best and the worst thing the world today has offered is easy access to OPTIONS
Options for Food
Options for Clothes
Options for Stores
Options for Jobs
Options for Options
Options for People
Options for Emotions
Options for Relationships
Options for Life
Options for Love.

But we yet have no access to providing options for the way people can think.

For Now

"What is Love?
Love is the absence of judgement."

And I, have a lot of love in me to give and share.

And if I can't Love you,
I will have to leave you.

Nobody wants anyone who doesn't want them.

I want to be needed and loved forever.
But, forever, a bit far away.

So tell me about, NOW.

Tell me if you want to be loved.
Tell me if you need to be loved.
And tell me, it is me that you NEED.

For now,
forever can wait.

I want to be

I Want to be...
A good child. 
Yet, troubling mild.

To treat my parents the way they mean to me...
They mean the universe to me;
They are my creators, they mean 'God' to me.

I want to be a Lover… 
with no Fear, no Expectations, 
Just love, with Pain and Passion. 

To be wild for him and only him, 
to be his healer, his drug, to be his hand in hand. 
To sing for him and dance for him, 
to cook even, to seduce him. 

And give the whole of me to the one who wants the whole of me...

I want to be a Traveler, but not alone. 
Travel with anyone and everyone who wants to explore.
Whether near or far, A country or just a farm. 
No negativity, just Experience, Wander, Love, Share in galore.

I want to listen to songs of the world;
Of languages unknown, Cultures and State of minds untold...

A never ending episode of Life…
I want to be Loved and be myself, simple.

What do you want to be?

Breathe On

When nothing is really happening in your life, believe me, things actually are. 

Wait. Be patient. Things will happen when they're supposed to, we all have a timing.

When you don't know where you're going, good; 

you're in for an adventure, a learning, an experience. Breathe on.

Sometimes the best part of life happens when you're unprepared,

as if riding away with no particular destination in your mind.

Enjoy this time.
Keep breathing, do what drives you every day, 

whether you're working or not, 

whether you have a to do list or not, 

that you feel you have less time or not, go on... one thing at a time, it's okay!

Don't compare your life with that of others.
Breathe on.

Don't take people seriously.

You have your own thing to do. 

You have a goal you don't know about yet.

Every one, and everything that has ever been created by the universe, has an aim, an 'astitva' with a purpose, 

we are all different, our lessons are going to be different, 

so breathe in all those moments, 

all those things that make you fall in love,

breathe in the light you believe in, 

and breathe out everything that you feel lets you down.

Love yourself.

Don't underestimate yourself.

Breathe on.

When I am in Bad Company

When I am not Painting, I am writing; 

and when I am not writing I am painting.

And when I am doing none of them, 

it simply means I am in bad company (at a Job).

Find Your Bright

Oh emotional crab, holding on tight?

Open your arms, let go of everything that seems right.

Hold on to that which is yours...

Go, find your bright!

I write of Happiness

I write of Happiness, and I write of Hope.
I avoid sadness, because it makes one broke.

Broke, and how you ask?

While once, smiles filled you up.
You suddenly let in something inside of you that was never your part.

It took away your smile, it took away your sleep.
It made you only over think, over eat and Repeat.

Why take your shine away from you?
Now you're just broke. Empty with cracks. may be.

It's okay, or may be not.
"You won't understand, okay!"
So why not vent out?

If you judge yourself, you are letting the world judge you.
Don't do that.
Go find what you loved.
Go do what you loved to do.

You will find your smile.
You will find your shine.
And you know you will.

So,
I write of happiness and I write of hope,
I wish my words fill up your crack and make you less broke.

For

For you can't pause time,

For you cannot control fall...

What has been lost should be buried.

And if it's Love what you wait for,

Wait with open arms,

Wait with eyes closed...

Expect nothing. Imagine nothing.

What will you get is Magic.

She.

Have you heard of she?

She's gone missing ever since a lot of Him started to forget her.
She's gone unnoticed, even as she stands out.
She has definitely been looked up for, but she can't be Found.

You know why?

Because she wants to be found just by Him,
Him who isn't looking out for her BUT needs her in His life.

She wants to beam only for the one who doesn't notice her.
And she wants to be remembered by Him, Him who doesn't Miss her.

She's still breathing, yes it's her fault, but She's in Love.

Wanting to be found.

Love,
She.

My Apparent Man

We are highly attracted to each other, physically,

intellectually and I love how uniquely blended we are.

I am in love with his spontaneity and yet his confused mind.
However annoying his possessive nature may be, but I would still like him to be mine.
I love his jealousy, I like it when he controls me.
I like it how he hugs me from behind when I am trying to run away from his control.

We are finely brewed like coffee!

He is the hard hit in the head and I am the refreshing aroma.
I like his power in bed and my life,
I like to tease him and love him with all my heart.

I love it how he gets irritated with my mood swings and yet would never hurt me.
Fights make us stronger, and yet we can never ignore each other.

He deeply respects me and loves me.
I adore everything about him.
He would run to me whenever I am in need,

I would be next to him, on him and over him and around him at all times.

But, oh this is a fantasy letter...
Where are you my apparent man?

Awaiting Danger
Love
Trippy

Be Your Best Version

Day by day I am becoming the best version of myself.

They said you can't become what you were in the past or how you were before you lost your sanity, but that is nonsense.
Only people who are scared of change would say such a thing.
So choose wisely.
What is that one thing that you loved the most about yourself when you were a child or when you were a teenager?

What was that one charm of yours that makes you happy as well as others happy?

I remember being sweet, fearless and a dreamer. I never hurt anyone with my words or actions, and I never walked...I used to keep running, that's why my father says.

I have started becoming my old self again.
I try to be polite but not fake.
I still speak my heart and mind.

I try not to hurt anyone with my words and actions.

And I have started to RUN!
I RUN AS MUCH AS I CAN.

And just to add a sweet quotient, I went for a hair do, back to my childhood hair cut!! it feels so good!

Try... try to be yourself again :) unless you are happy the way you are now...

Love,
Trippy

Dear Mystery Seekers

Mysteries make you think more, and if you're a woman, you better stop!
Don't do it, you are already worried about so many other things!

There are days, when you wake up and you feel weak, and upset,
and you even know what's bothering you, and you even know what to do.
And I have been going through this for a quite a while now, and I simply hate feeling weak, sad and upset.
I have always managed to cut off the negativity in my life successfully, especially when I am being pushed in the dark.
I have been dark, and I don't fear it but rather adore it, for I can rant as much as I wish to, cry as much as I want and use the darkness to flush out my negativity.


I love being happy, I love helping every one.
I like being fun.
I like being adored.
I love to love, and wanting to be loved.
I can be an addiction to someone.
And I can pretty much be a Sin.


But no one can hurt me.
And you're hurt only when you're open to being hurt.
When you are used to that miserable feeling, you start to like being hurt.
And I even killed my hurt.
When I know that the things I am hoping for to happen are not going to happen,
I make things happen on purpose, and they happen, and then I don't like it.


Then I think to myself, why didn't I control?
My heart says, I was eager to learn a lesson.
I know what I want, and I know it will take time.
I am a restless freak, so I try and mend things according to me.
And I know I have to stop.
I have to draw the line myself.


Today, I woke up weak, but I thought I will make this my strength.
I will cry, taste the salt of my tears, snap out of the over thinking part and move on towards my goal.

So my point is...
You know you have to draw the line.
Stop waiting if you know you're wasting your feelings on someone,
If you are wasting your time over a dream castle weaved in the air and waiting for a miracle.
Stop waiting for someone to feel for you the way you feel for them.
Stop waiting for someone to push you to do a task.
Stop waiting for the right time.



Time heals, time teaches and time makes you realize.
And it's always in your hand.
If you have reached to this line,
Thank you for reading my messy yet damn clear mind.



Love,
Trippy

Anxious Love

There she was sitting on her couch. 

Only the Colourful sparkles of her DIY light bottles lit up her troubled mind.

She was happy and confused,
Nervous and defused.
Memories of her feelings dwelt
Dreams of what could happen knelt.
Oh those rumbling butterflies in her tummy she felt!

Was the heart sinking or was it flying?
Her mind was exploding.
She doesn't like this feeling.
She has always been clear of what she wants, and for the first time,
all the logical theories crashed, because - Love.

She doesn't want to cry,
She doesn't want to believe.
Her every move can ruin everything
or create beauty and let dreams weave.

She doesn't know what to wear, where to go, and what to talk.
All her mind and heart does is chants his name, missing his presence, driving her crazy.

Her sanity finally bid good bye to her.

Anxiously in Love,

~ Trippy

Shayari

Itminan se bethiye Janaab,

Yeh Mohabbat ki Duniya hai.

Koi Kareeb anaa chahega,

Kabhi Aap door bhagna chahogey.
Kisi ke Intezaar mein roz Marte rahogey,
Ya kisiki Yaadon mein Din kaat rahe hongey.

Yeh Mohabbat ki Duniya hai Janaab, Itminan se bethiye...
Paaogey jab unhe Baahon mein,
Jab tak Zameen ki Mitti alag nahi kardeti,
Bandh ke rakhna unhe apni har Saans mein...

~ Tripti

Dear Dreamers & Achievers

Dear Dreamers & Achievers,

The only mistake you will ever make is - not believing in yourself!

You believed in yourself, and did what you wanted to… it was not a mistake or a matter of disappointment.
Many out there don't do what they wish to.

No they're not cowards, nobody has encouraged them to believe in themselves.
Do what you love.

Never. Ever. Regret.

Love,
Trippy K.

Dream Man

I want him,
A man, Caring & Loving.
He thinks of him as a boy,
has been used by many like a Toy.

But he is a Man. Mature and understanding,
Adventurous and when it comes to loyalty and faithfulness, very demanding.

And how I love that about him!

He is someone who wants to give the whole of him,

but is mistaken and misunderstood with so many other things.
He is not wrong, his choices are different.

He likes to run away from attachment because he is vulnerable.
He awaits the woman who'll respect him for who he is

and the things he's done in the past will not matter at all.

He believes in himself but is broken already.
Little that he knows that he's adored by the one who wants to be his only.

He is probably everything I seek for,

but he doesn't know yet and I cannot speak for.

If his feelings aren't mutual, things are to remain the same.
I wish him good vibes and luck in life, love and games.

Love,

Trippy.