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Love Makes The World Go Round!!!!

Why does It Happen So???
When The Wind Blows,
The World Goes Round,
In your memories,I drown!!!

The Blue Sky seem dull,
All the time For You I mull,
Foolish Things I do,
Is Love Really True???

When I look in Mirror,
You seem all the more Nearer,
My eyes search for you,
We are colors of different Hues!!!

I see your dreams,
With My Open Eyes,
You are my Life’s Extreme,
Your patience makes me Wise!!!

Every Step I take,
Your Strength,I feel
Hope this is not fake,
Will then wounds Heal???

Every moment I live,
I fall for you again,
For the love you Give,
You are my Life’s Zen!!!

Whenever I see You,
My Heart Goes for toss,
Never bid me adieu,
You can never be Cross!!!

The world seems to be,
Bowing before me,
When you say “I love you”
Lovingly I can only coo!!!

Why does It Happen So???
When The Wind Blows,
The World Goes Round,
In your memories,I drown!!!

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Love on Facebook!!!!

Ever seriously thought about this….Are we really on such a big time generation leap and so very technologically developed….that now even the most beautiful feeling in the world….LOVE…has to rely on social networking…..Gone are the days when pigeons  were messengers of love….Now the latest trend is get committed on YAHOO MESSENGER:P…..

Ahem….Whenever I think about this….I feel that we human beings are on the verge of becoming robots….If the current scenario continues….Soon enough we might be romancing gadgets instead of live human beings….So, actually how and when did this happen….Can we do anything to stop the human race from becoming emotional wrecks…Lets see….

1) The first and foremost problem which comes into the scene when a guy wishes to propose to the “Girl of His Dreams”….is  literal insecurity….not about her answer…But about himself (This happens more often if you are unfortunate enough to fall for the college bombshell)…..The guy will scrutinize and keep thinking of all the ways to make his proposal so exciting that the gal cannot deny it….But in all this thinking process….Some other guy will walk away with the cake:P….So,actually social networks like Facebook solve this problem outright….You can just make your profile interesting,add up things about yourself that may not be even remotely close to the REAL YOU….wins the gal within record time…..

2) The second reason for the popularity of these sites is the social rise that they give to your quite bruised status….You might be all time loser in reality but on Facebook…You become over-night Star….Gals die to meet you…while in reality even the gal next door would not care to look at your face for hell’s sake….

3) You can actually get hooked up with anyone who might be miles away…..Chances are that you might even fall in love with them…..Dream about marriage,kids and having secure future for both of you….Voila,at times all of this planning happens within just one week of interaction:P (No wonder India’s population is on Rise)….

These are just some of the many reasons of why we are so badly hooked,booked and cooked up with Facebook…..It defines our life and makes us wonder if we can really survive without are online virtual IMAGE….Ok,so lets burst some bubbles about the latest trends of falling in “Love on Facebook”

1)   The concept of sweet old “Puppy Love” is today out of date….The sweet nothings….the promises….the long wait for each other after separation and then the joy and ecstasy of meeting up with your LONG LOST LOVE….How can you ever experience all this on social site….I mean fine…you can chat and know about the person….But you can never be sure that the person you are talking to is real or imposter….There are so many fake profiles on Facebook…..So why take a chance and wound your little heart….Puppy Love may be out of date and not in sync with today’s generation like Facebook is….But there are less chances of you getting your heart broken if you know that the person you are falling for….is real….and will hold onto You forever and forever…..(never let you fall:P)

2) The next thing is why to create a fake image of yourself just to impress someone….Why can’t we be the “ORIGINAL”…..If one has to fake things to gain Love….then how can that Love be true…if foundation is on lies….How will the relationship sustain….Some day….Some how that person will know the Real You….So then why take the risk of becoming a imposter for that one….Whom you love the most…..If the person truly loves they are bound to accept you with your Good and Bad qualities….If they can’t….then be happy….because You just saved yourself all that pain and heartache…..Which is bound to happen once the other person finds out the truth about you…..Let your Love know the real person that you are…..That spells a stronger relationship…..

3) Last but not the least….Your gal will never be bothered about what your social status on Facebook is or how you sound to the world….The only things that matter to her are your love and affection…which but obvious can never be shared on Facebook….Here’s a complete list of things that your gal might just expect…but would never ever say so….

Actually talk to her…. Share secrets with her…. Give her your jacket….Kiss her slowly….Hug her….Hold her…Laugh with her….Invite her somewhere….Hangout with her and your friends together…. Smile with her…. Take pictures with her……When her friends say “I love her more than you”, deny it. Fight back and hug her tight so she can’t get to her friends. It makes her feel loved….Always hug her and say I love you whenever you see her…..Kiss her unexpectedly…. Tell her she’s beautiful….Tell her the way you feel about her.

Open doors for her, walk her to her car – it makes her feel protected, plus it never hurts to act like a gentleman….Tell her she’s your everything – only if you mean it….If it seems like there is something wrong, ask her – if she denies something being wrong, it means SHE DOESN’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT – so just hug her….. Make her feel loved…..DON’T cheat on her….Take her ANYWHERE she wants….Text message or call her in the morning and tell her have a good day  and how much you miss her…..Be there for her whenever she needs you, and even when she doesn’t need you, just be there so she’ll know that she can always count on you…. Hold her close when she’s cold so she can hold you too….. When people diss her, stand up for her…. Look deep into her eyes and tell her you love her….When walking next to each other grab her hand…..Call or text her at night to wish her sweet dreams….Comfort her when she cries and wipe away her tears….Take her for long walks at night….Always remind her how much you love her…..

So,friends….Think about it….Romance is something that is tied up to the heart….don’t tie it to your computer’s keyboard…Let your computer be used ONLY for the official work….and go and find out that one person…who is just made for you….Share the most precious moments in your life with your Love….Gift her flowers (although we don’t mind diamonds at times)….You can never do that on Facebook…..Trust me all you can do is sent her farmville and cityville requests and add to her anger……Fall in love….IN REAL!!!!!

Wherever You go….

My Hearts follows Your Trail,

My love you know,

You are my Life’s Grail…

 

I miss you when I’m awake,

You creep in my dreams,

My emotions are not fake,

You are my absolute Gleam!!!

 

Every time….I try hard,

To forget you forever,

But every time…. I get charred,

Will I forget you ever???

 

I wish to run away,

From memories…so strong,

But they always stay,

Making me feel so wrong….

 

When You were with me,

I did not know your worth,

Now….I’m lost in a Sea,

You are my biggest Dearth…

 

When I rejoice,

Why do I recall you???

You are still my Inner voice,

A cold wind of sorrow blew!!!

 

Will you come back ever,

My Heart asks forever,

Wherever You go….

My heart follows your trail!!!

©Krishnaveni Balasubramanian

 

The Feeling that is….Love!!!!

The feeling that is….Love,

Unparalleled and Untouched,

The World seems above,

With our hands clutched!!!

 

I feel your presence,

Even in your absence,

Like the slow touch of breeze,

Why does my heart freeze???

 

The Red of the morning Sun,

The Violets of the Twilight,

Say that You are my loved One,

The star of my skylight!!!!

 

I can feel your smiles,

Even when I’m miles,

Your whisper…I hear,

Your laughs….I endear!!!

 

Life stands very still,

When you are not near,

It sends down a chill,

When you are not here!!!

 

Our times together,

In sorrows and joys,

Like the birds of same Feather,

Our memories are my poise!!!

 

There might be many dreams,

In this world all over,

But you are my Life’s extreme,

Like the white snow’s shower!!!!

 

My love for you is deep,

As color of the Dark Rose,

I’ll always be your steep,

Even if the time Slows!!!

 

The Feeling that is… Love,

Unparalleled and untouched,,

Your feelings…I’ll crate,

You are my Soulmate!!!!

©Krishnaveni Balasubramanian



The Broken Pieces….

It is human tendency that we think of all possible ways to increase our agony more…When we are already very much agonized….Instead of thinking of solutions for the problems,we love to take on the blame and keep kicking things that would in no way help to solve the problems…

The same was situation at Ram’s home….He had invested all of his earnings in this new venture…His dreams of so many years…To have his own business…To be His own Boss…To be not the employed…But the EMPLOYER…But now all this was impossible…because his dreams had crashed down like the pile of cards…Because he didn’t know that dreams are meant be recognized…But with great caution and planning…This was where He went wrong…so very wrong…Because He believed in the wrong people and invested at wrong place…Those people took away not just Ram’s money…But also his confidence!!!

So now that everything was gone,Ram had nothing left but to sit and blame himself for his belief…Which had failed so miserably,that was something which he could not accept….Like everyone else,the first thought that came to his mind was to commit suicide…But then he looked at his old parents and thought that by killing himself…He could not punish them,for his mistakes…But then what else could he do…He sat down in the corner of dark room and refused to come out…He refused to eat…Because he felt that after failed so miserably…He had no right to do that…He had failed all….

That was when he felt a soft hand on his shoulders and heard his favorite voice…The voice that he loved the most…” Ram,You have grown so frail…You don’t eat properly…What is this thing that you new age boys have against food…You people work so much that by the time you are settled..You look 50 years old”…Then she stroked his hair and smiled…Ram could not take it anymore….He hugged her and cried out loud…” Now,don’t cry…I know,I’m abit late…I had promised that I’ll come when you start with your new venture…But I could not…I’m sorry…You know about the old man at home…He may be grandfather now,but if I’m not home…He won’t survive a day…Your aunt come down to stay for week…So finally,I could get rid of Old Man”…She laughed..

Unknowingly,Ram found himself smiling….” Come on,Grandma…You will never stop mocking Grandpa…How is he?”…”He is all good…Must be even better now…because I’m not home to stop him from eating sweets…I don’t understand how to get rid of his cravings for sweet nothings and increasing his insulin levels…Tell me dear,what all is happening at your new office?”…That was when Ram could no longer stand looking into her bright eyes.” Grandma,I failed…I did a big mistake…I failed miserably…I have failed you all…Father,Mother and You of all”….” It’s all right,Child….One mistake is allowed for everyone…If you don’t do mistakes,how will you learn”…..

“No,Grandma…It’s my mistake…Father had told me beforehand that I should not invest before knowing well all the details of the venture and the people involved…How could I fail father with all the hard earned money of his life and also mine…He had so much faith in me…I failed so badly…What will think of me..The society will call me a FAILURE…But may be that’s right…I’m not good for anything…I’m such a big Waste…No one will ever trust me again…All my dreams have shattered…I’ll never dare to Dream again”….For that Grandma said nothing more and walked away….Ram watched her walk away slowly from the room and glanced down….He knew no way out of this…

That was when he suddenly heard clash outside….Something had fallen down and strung all along…Then he heard his Grandma’ s sober cry…Ram instantly ran out and found on the floor….Broken pieces of his favorite blue vase…and nearby his Grandma sat down and was sobbing…” I’m so sorry,Ram..I didn’t do it knowingly…While i was coming out…I knocked it out by mistake…I’m so sorry Ram…I broke your favorite vase…Oh God…I’m such an Old Shack…Can’t even look while I’m walking…Forgive me,Ram…No,I don’t think you will forgive me…That vase was your Fathers gift….You cherished it so much…You will never forgive for breaking it…Oh,What shall I do???”

Ram sat down,wiped her tears off her cheeks and held her hands….” Grandma,It’s ok…That vase is not more important than you…Why will I get angry on you…I know how much you love me…I know you must have done it unknowingly…You will never do anything to hurt me…It’s just glass vase,it was bound to be broken…because Glass is fragile…Don’t cry Grandma…I’ll get a new vase before Father finds out that this one is broken…Please don’t cry…I can’t see your tears”…and gave her tight squeezed hug…

That was when Grandma looked up and said “You are clever boy…When you all this…then what were you crying for some time before??”…Ram looked at her surprisingly….” Hmm,just as crying for this broken vase won’t get the pieces plastered together…in the same way,crying on mistakes won’t make them right…or solve your problems….When you can think of getting new vase and replacing the broken one before your father finds out…then are you so weak or dumb that you can’t find a a way out of this problem…There might be many people responsible for your success…But for your failure…Only you are Responsible.”

” When your Father held your hands and was teaching you to walk…You had fall down at times,If he left your hand…But did that stop you from learning how to walk???….Failures are lessons…from which You learn how not to commit those same mistakes again…Failures are meaningful chapters of your Life…Because unless You see failure…You forget how to respect Success….It’s God’s way of reminding you,that you should not let success go into your head…So,my Child…stop blaming yourself for your mistakes and learn from them…Make yourself so strong and sensible,that no one again dares to fool around with you…Never think that because of whatever has happened your Father will stop trusting you…We all love you alot…We will always stand by you in all walks of life…Don’t bother how much others trust you or what society will think of you…Just live for yourself…Trust your instincts..They will never fail you in any way…”

Ram didn’t know how to react…His Grandma had just taught him the most important lesson he ever learned…”You are right…I was running away from my problems,rather than facing them…But not anymore…I won’t give up so easily…I strive again and rise like the phoenix rises from its own ashes….Nothing can lower my self esteem now..Thank you,Grandma….What will I do if You were not here”

On that Grandma smiled again and replied ” You are just like your Grandpa….He also grumbles alot…Then I have to try something like this broken vase to get him back to his senses…Practice makes even WOMEN perfect…Doesn’t it???….Then she laughed out like she always did…When she was most happy….Ram felt warmth seeping through him…which he knew would give the all the strength he needed…To get all things back on Track!!!!

©Krishnaveni Balasubramanian

Alone I Am!!!!

Is being a Girl curse,
Our Life being made Worse,
Why everyone wants a Son,
Daughter being Unholy One???

We are silenced from Birth,
Which gives no one any Mirth,
We are unwanted Guests,
In our own Mother’s Nest!!!

We have no Rights to Education,
We fear our own Reflection,
Being Servants is are Fate,
Our life is miserable State!!!

Married off at Young Age,
Girl is put in another Cage,
Where Her family expects Wealth,
Which escapes Law’s Stealth???

In land where,We worship Shakti,
There is only more Laxmi’s Bhakti,
We call our country Motherland,
Then why is Woman always in Remand???

When will Man Understand,
That his Wife is like his right Hand,
When will Man respect Her,
Without whom,His life will be all Blur!!!

When will We gain That Respect,
When We won’t be harassed Sect,
Will that day ever Come,
When all superstitions will be Dumb???

When being a Girl won’t be curse,
When Our Life won’t Be Adverse,
When Everyone will want not just the Son,
Where Daughter will be most welcome!!!!

©Krishnaveni Balasubramanian

It was the Day that everyone in the world is afraid about…RESULTS…This seven letter can rip the souls out of Your body in no time…Make you Feel as if Hell was next Door..I was afraid…Not of what might come in my Results…But what my Future may hold for me…Depending on what My results WERE LIKE!!!

Then the dreaded hour stuck….The results were available online…I typed in my Roll number…In utter MISERY…That was the moment when I felt my two world’s merge together…One where i could see light and the other which was full of….DARKNESS…The scroller was going in circles…I felt like my Head was spinning…Round and Round and Round…Then my results were there on the screen…I watched aghast..As if I had seen some ghost from my Distant Past…

95%….I jumped off the chair…Leaping around,My joy knew no bounds..I called all my family members and showed them the results…I saw the pride in their eyes…My Father gave me the biggest warm hug and said He was proud…He had tears in his eyes…My Mother just did not know how to React…Because She was from a Generation…Where women were never allowed to go to school..let alone get educated…So getting such marks was out of question…My Uncles went berserk telling everyone in the society that there niece had got top score(if allowed maybe,They would have written this on society notice board as well…I’m glad that they never took these EXTREME MEASURES)My aunts followed suit(Taking our Indian mindset that Husband is always right…A BIT too seriously)…They called up each and every Contact on their mobiles(ask me about the misuse of technology and waste of money)…To announce to them The biggest Happening News of the Millennium!!!

Well this was just the beginning of My Ordeal…It said that Family comes together in bad times…Mine also do…The only problem was that They come together to get those so called “Bad times” for me!!!!….Everyone searched up all the websites(the one’s available and also the one’s unavailable in frantic attempt…Thinking that If they searched for that site without leaving any stone unturned…May be that site will appear out of no where….I don’t blame them…I blame Shahrukh Khan for this…Remember that dialogue from Om Shanti Om)

Hmm…So this was it…It was that day,I realized many things very clearly…The first thing being That…Parents and Relatives are biggest Dreamers in this World…The only difficulty being that They never dream for themselves…but for their KIDS…What they dreamt of becoming….But could not become..They hope their children to become that….So the popular mentality prevalent in Indian Society is that If You are Boy….You should become ONLY Engineer…While if you are Girl…Your only option is to become Doctor(This is what I call Real Gender Bias)…But the only thing that I FAIL to understand is that if all gals borne in India were to become doctors ONLY…How will we get all patients for them…If all guys were to become Civil Engineers ONLY…Where the hell is that much space in India for all of them to have their constructions brought from paper to reality….The answer is BIG ?????….

Right…So getting back to me…My parents and everyone else finally decided that I should become Doctor…For the first time…I could see My dreams down the dungeon…Because being A doctor was not something that I really Dreamt of…The castle of My dreams came crashing down…That Day I understood what is feeling which everyone calls…Depression….I wanted to shout at all…Tell them,That I was not interested in becoming Doctor…I just got up and walked up to my Room..fell down on my bed…and cried…I don’t remember for how long….

It was then…That I got call from my friend.” Hey Riya…Congrats Gal..95%…AWESOME…So when is Treat…Hey did u tell your parents about SACON”….I grasped for breath…I felt like I could not talk anymore.
” They want me to be Doctor”…”So what’s the big deal about it….After your Ph.D…You will be Doctor,Riya”….Trying to make my friend Savi to understand something was like,breaking my Head in front of Stone….”You are not getting it Savi..They want me to be real Doctor…Hospital types..Surgeon,gynecologist….Are you getting my Problem”….

Then again I started sobbing…”Riya,Dear….Don’t Cry…Please Talk to Your Parents…Tell them You want to be Wild life Activist…They will understand,Dear”….It was then that I started sobbing even more…”No,They will never understand…God…why did I ever get this thing in my head…I had so many dreams…I wanted to research rare species of animals in Indian Forests….Find out the reason of their dwindling numbers….Do my BIT….To save them….But I don’t think anyone in my family will ever let go near any jungle…Let alone do Research….What should I do,Savi…I can never be what I wanted to be”….Tears flew down more…As I could not speak,I switched off my mobile….Only to turn back and find my Mother standing at the door of My Room….

She looked at me and that little faint smile..which She always gave…When as kid…I did not listen to her and persisted for Ice-cream(which Of course,Gave me cold)…But that day…I saw in her smile,weird understanding..As if She had just understood everything without me telling her anything (but that’s every Mom special department…I often wonder If all Mother’s in the world are Born with Gene…Which gets Switched on…Only When their Children are in trouble…Mom’s are the best Troubleshooter’s in the World)….That Night was big celebration at home…Only I did not enjoy it..I felt so dizzy that,I went off and dozed off to sleep..To get required strength for next day’s ordeal….

Only morning did not turn out to be ordeal…Because when I woke up and stretched my arms to hit the screaming alarm off…I felt a paper…I woke up all startled and hastily read that paper…Only to find that it was Downloaded application Form for “Salim Ali Center for Ornithology and Natural History’s Integrated Ph.D program”….I jumped out of my bed…and rushed to the hall..where My Dad was siting on the couch,having his morning coffee…When he saw me…He gave that odd smile…which he always did…When he found out that I had stolen sweets when Mom was not there in the kitchen…

I rushed to him and give him a hug…He laughed and said “Hope my Little Princess is Happy now…Well…Let me guess…That twinkle in Your Eyes says it all…But why You didn’t tell me this before…Afraid???”….I lowered my Head and nodded…He laughed again as if I had told him the best Joke….”When you were born and I took you in my arms…I felt as if the whole world was in my arms…When you smiled,I felt like I was on top of the world…You are the best Gift in my life…That moment,I had promised myself…That your wishes will always come before mine…Yeah,it’s true that I would have felt proud If you became a Doctor…But I would never be glad if You did it half heartedly..I’ll feel equally happy in Whatever You do…Provided You are satisfied…We were and will always be there for you,My little Princess.”

“Whatever may happen…Whatever may be the situation…Always Listen to that little voice in Your Heart…YOUR INNER VOICE…Trust it more than anyone else..Because it knows what is best for you,Your inner voice will never fail you…We may not be there for you Tomorrow…But Your heart will always be there for you…AT THE RIGHT PLACE AND RIGHT TIME…Learn to take decisions for your own well being dear…Trust no one else…But Yourself…Because if You don’t…You will be lost in that crowd outside…Do what You enjoy the best….Remember,the most important thing is to Live your Life…Not Pretend to be alive….Your Soul should be in your work”

I cried again when Dad said this….But only this time…It was in happiness…That’s when,I saw from the corner of my eye…My mom was standing behind my Dad….again Smiling….I knew instantly…That even now…She must have understood my UNSAID WORDS!!!!

©Krishnaveni Balasubramanian

When I grow Old,
Life may not be Gold,
But With Your hands in Mine,
Joys will never decline!!!

I may not be that pretty,
Or may be not even that witty,
But even in Old Age,
I’ll be in Your Heart’s Cage!!!

My feet may go Weak,
Your support,They will Seek,
I may not see things Clear,
But You will my Eyes,My Dear!!!

My Face may have Wrinkles,
For me,Still Your eyes will Twinkle,
My Hair may become all White,
But for you,That will be Twilight!!!

I may not be able to speak,
Still happy moments,We will sneak,
Our Children may be Away,
But together We will Stay!!!

I may forget things,
My memory may turn blur,
Life will complete it’s Ring,
Your warm Hugs will be my Fur!!!

You will be my only Song
Can’t stay apart for Long,
Reliving Bond really Sweet,
My heart will still skip a Beat!!!

When I grow Old,
Life may not be Gold,
But By being on your side,
Life will always be Joy-Ride!!!

©Krishnaveni Balasubramanian


A Letter To My Father!!!!

My Dear Father,

I really don’t remember when we both sat down and had a Talk…A real Father and Son Talk…I don’t even remember when was the last time You sat down with me and strolled my head and asked if I was having Good times in my Life…But Today,when I’m so very Far Away from you and mom…from everyone else at home…I thought that May be this is last chance I’ll get to talk to you.That’s why I’m writing this letter…

When I was kid,I saw other boys in our village going to school…I wanted to go with them…I wanted to learn…To write…To read…To be amongst those boys and be Educated…I wanted to be Doctor or Engineer…I wanted Respect…From this society…For me and for everyone in our family…I wanted to feel the pride in Mother’s eyes when she walked through the village and others talked about her having such GOOD SON…I wanted all of this…

But all You gave me was Refusal…While I wanted books in my hands…You gave me away to that Hotel Owner who lived down the lane…So that he made me slog…Slog like dogs…To be bitten at his hands…To be starved…To be hit and not be able to utter a word of protest…I wanted to scream…when he had burn my hands with Hot charcoal…for not doing job fast…But i could not Scream…Because if even i let out shrill sound..I would not get food for 3-4 days…

So I ran away Father…Because I could no longer take in torture to pay for your luxuries…Your whole and sole reason of being alive…ALCOHOL…I know you must have beat Mother blue and black,thinking that She let me go…But trust me Father…It was not her…You were only reason for my running away and never coming back….Today,I have come away so far…That although I want to return,I can’t Father….

Hmmm…After I ran away,I was wondering on the streets…That was when UNCLE found me…He took me home…Only this home was different…It was full of guys who were preparing…For what seemed like some battle…Guns and ammunition all around…I didn’t understand anything Father…But then Uncle fed me food…For the 1st time in my life…I had food that tasted GOOD…Then he asked me if I wanted to learn…And I said Yes instantly…Only then I didn’t know that this Education will cost me my LIFE!!!!

Years passed by and I studied at best places in world…Uncle made sure that I got best education…Taught me about JIHAD…Only then I didn’t understand Father,that I was just being grown up as Guinea Pig…I did not understand that JIHAD,Uncle taught me was all wrong…I played game to most of their plans…Helped them blew off innocent people…took so many lives…that today I’m ashamed of my Existence….

Dear Father,This is my last letter to you…Because today,I’m in jail…being tried for all that I did,unknowingly….Father,that’s why I’m writing this letter to you…Please Father….don’t push My little Brother and My two little sisters into this dungeon…So that they would not Run away from Home….and become WHAT I HAVE BECOME!!!!

It was not my fault….I wanted only education…For that sure enough I’ll pay hefty prize…With my life….But I want my mistakes to be a lesson for all youngsters who don’t know exact meaning of Jihad…Please Father,Don’t hate me for what I’m today….Because I never intended to be this…I only wanted to be learned…NOT THIS!!!!

Remembering You all in my last moments,

Your Son,
TERRORIST

©Krishnaveni Balasubramanian

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

I wanted to hide my Heart,

All pain locked inside Tight,

I wanted to b forevr in Dark,

But u bought me to Light!!!!

You walked In,

When Everyone walked Out,

Through Thick n Thin,

Like a Shadow u stood Stout!!!!

Everyone just saw my Smiles,

But You heard my distant Cry,

We may b away by Miles,

But You l always be my life s High!!!

When You are Near,

There is no Fear,

Even If we are Apart,

You are a part of My Heart!!!!

Too many questions,

In My Mind,

If a True Friend like You,

I’l ever find????

©Krishnaveni Balasubramanian

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