Just that...

Just that…

Well, not that she dint miss him so, just that she was a little too caught up with something to do....
And not that he didn’t miss her too, just that he thought she’ll call him up as everyday she used to...

hmmmm...
Not that she was caught up the next day too, just that she thought why he did not call last night when, for once, she couldn’t manage to
And not that he didn’t worry if she wasn’t keeping good, just that he remembered she was sounding sleepy the last time they had talked too

mmmm....
Not that the next day her mood was any better, just that she could think of many reasons why he wouldn’t miss her
And not that he didn’t worry again if she was low n dim, just that he thought why ... would she still like him

mmm...
Not that the next day she hadn’t decided, if he still didn’t call, then he’s just had it..
And not that he hadn’t almost dialed her phone, when he realised he was crying n his voice was gone

mm...
Not that the next day she didn’t cry, just that she thought he had found someone with finer eyes..
And not that his tears had already grown old, just that his friends’ questions made him go cold

m...
Not that the next day she didn’t dream of him, just that she thought he was happy ,n that she should pose proper n prim
And not that he wanted to flash a smile at that other girl, just that he thought if she was happy why should he sulk...

Yu

The breeze, the breeze, the flowing breeze
My hair, the tresses, wen yu caress these

Thy eyes, those eyes, wen they luk at me
I smile, I smile, I smile with glee

I blush, I smile… I draw closer I hide
Am pink, I blink and I grow rose pink

Yu pull me, yu pull me
Yu hold me tight

My face I know not
But thy face is a delight

Those eyes, teasing eyes
And that crooked smile

That knows who did the trick
And takes pride…

That gaze, that gaze, that piercing gaze
That dwells into me and a story it says

I jump, I sink, I fly, I hide
For your unsaid words… they make me smile

I hide yu seek
And then yu smile

I hide again in your arms
And yu cherish the while

We walk, we walk, and we both hide
For none should read the story that hides in our eyes….

FARE WELL !!

Me standing in the corridor, me bidding seniors adieu…
Me regretting school life, me feeling really blue.

Me asking one senior why he feels sad??
He tells me he’ll miss school life, and me turns mad.

Me doesn’t like school, me hates uniform.
Me doesn’t like homework, me doesn’t understand school norm.

Me can’t stand teachers who shout and shout,
Me can’t stand discipline day in and day out.

Me studies, me sulks, me finishes my class twelve;
Me passes, me dances, no school I-card on my shelf.

Me has my farewell function, and me dresses like a queen,
But, me spoils my make-up, for that tear runs down unseen.

Me remembers those pranks, me recalls those scolding glances;
Me searches happily inside the school compound, whenever by that side me passes.

Me chuckles, and me gives a loud laugh, when that innocent junior asks me why me feels sad…
Me answers, and me proudly says me is going to miss school life, my lad!!