My friend in need.

I feel the softness of your touch,
When I feel your smooth skin..

The strong support I feel,
In your chest where I bury myself in..

Its the warmth that I feel,

When I hold you in my arms closet..

When I wrap my tired frame, all around you..
You are patient to all my rough acts...

Hugging and holding you,
From side and from front..

Sometime over and sometimes under you,
Without any trace of lament..

You say not a word facing all my abuse..
just making sure if I am comfortable dear

Innumerable times your clothes have been soiled
Your shoulder soaking wet in morning as I drooled all night

I never got a chance to say thanks love
A friend in you I shall cherish for years to come..

Laying on my bed, lying so close to you..
I feel I have shared a big chunk of life with you

In this need of hour dear, I need you to know
I so appreciate you.... and your care...

Though I may never be able to return your favor
however I can promise you my love for ever..

I am so in debt to you..because of  your nature
As selfless as you have been, its hard to find else where..

Dear reader please understand my love and my gesture
as I thank and honor, my friend, my dear "PILLOW".



--- Havisha ( while on BED REST)

Expression of thee..

Ah those simple gestures, unintentionally made

Those little things u do making me feel u care..

Rarely though, like once in blue moon..

but u manage to fill the voids of time

when u decide, to let it pour…

I wonder why..this game… ?
of Not pouring till it dries…

It's not that u forget but u get so involved ..

with the world that fascinates you with continous change of call

But no matter how far, how engrossed you get..

I have seen you returning, to share your best,

With same twinkle in eye as a child wud have..

“ can u guess what I found..”  written all over ya..

I wonder and wonder again and again..

How you didn’t see time fly n if my wait went in vain..

Silently, I listen and hear you u speak,

Joy of new venture and learning of thee ..

I wunder if you noticed.. the wrinkle near my eye..

Or if you ever  wondered what I did all this while..

Silver lining in my hair that I can no longer hide..

I wonder if you noticed u took with you my share of time..

Then abruptly you stop, mentioning ur tale..

And quietly mention how time has changed..

I see  ur eyes soften as u look deep into my eyes

Trying to read what you left behind…

You gently caress my face with that known smile..

Its been long since we spoke , u say  ..

As if you knew where I was all this while,

When I got up, and when I had a fall..

Your look says you knew it all…

You mention how pretty salt and pepper looks

And how it is now THE IN thing..

I smile and try to avoid those silly talks …

You ignore n mention  my own stories taking me off guard..

Shocked n speechless , I wonder and ask

How did u know all that, u wernt around..

A kind smile then adores ur face

“ I always had one eye on you no matter where I was placed”

There it was .. it was pouring again..

I could see the parched voids of time being filled by the rain..

Ah these simple gestures, unintentionally made

These little things make me feel u care..!!!

As I’m still soaking the new fresh rain…

I see you are ready and packed for ur new venture of gain..

I know for me a long wait starts 

but I know that you shall be back again....

Friendship...

Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive.. and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.. celebrating friendship .,......


"The most I can do for you is my friend ..
is simply be your friend...
hoping the bond shall strengthen ..

and love shall deepen within..
Shall I hurt you anytime..
I hope that you forgive..
If I get hurt down the line
I'll know u never ment..."

-- luv havisha

Mera dost CEO ban gaya.....

2nd Aug 2011

Keyboard kay is dor mein ,

aaj kalam paraya sa lagta hai...

yaad aata hai jab jab...

ek guzra zamaana sa lagta hai...

Likhtay likhtay spelling bhool jayay,

tou type karkay dekhna padta hai ...
aye kalam apna rishta,
ek bhoola fasana sa lagta hai...

yaad aata hai jab jab...
ek guzra zamaana sa lagta hai...
Yeh na samajhna,
ki duniya bhool gayee hai tumhein,

"confirmation of original" mein abhi bhi tera danka hai...

Tu khud ko lachaar na samjhna kabhi,
na maan mein koyee shanka rakhna...
Tu kya hai...aur tera darja kya hai..
tu tou dost CEO hai ban chuka ..

Kitnay hi pannay teri jagah,
printer kay cartridge kyun na ho naseeb,
Chahay unginat web pages par ho,
shabdon ki bhar bheed,

Jab tak teri siyahee,
panno ko na chu laay..
tab tak pannon ka jeevan,
original nahi banta..

Bhoola sa lagta ho,
chahay apna rishta..
par saach yeh hai,
ki tu ab important hai ban chuka...

airaa gairaa nathu khaira,
nahi likhta tu ab..
tera signature hi hai,
jo weightage hai deta...

Keyboard kay is dor mein ,
meray bacchpan kay dost..
dil say mubarak ho,
tumein CEO ki post...

---- हविषा