Random Thoughts!!

*I can’t blame you for my condition

*It’s all in my vision

*Or should I specify it to nightmare

*If I could accept all that love of yours to be fake

*All you did, moments we shared, wasn’t for love’s sake

*Its hard to swallow the truth

*As it was easy to eat with your hands

*Its hard to cry alone in dark

*Reminds me of your shoulder

*When I had you I loved my life

*Now I call my life a curse

*You were holding my hand when I was standing on the verge

*You withdraw and shifted me to hell

*Hell would have been great if they had you

*I could have fought for you

*Never thought of penning a jingle for you

*Just did so, to make me feel I don’t miss the cue

*Though I’m not always lonely

*Tears and murmurs accompany me all time

*I carve your name against the wall

*I try to kiss it, but that don’t change the reality

*Its hard to accept we ran out of the mutuality

*I got time to write this down just because of you

*Hence this proves I by now can’t handle the view

*I must thank god for being so kind

*Not providing colours to tears of mine

*Unless my pillows would have spoken my heart out

*And tears would have your name barked out

*I miss you every time, I love you cuz

*I love you cuz, you were here

*Here always near, in past in real

*And today in my tears

-Kartik Tewari

First Love!

Rightly said one can never forget their first love neither can I, my story is as simple as others I loved a girl she left and I sad. My first love- This girl when I first saw her- school dress white shirt, grey skirt, round sparkling eyes giving complex to the shining black earrings, her hair brushing her shoulders red coloured clips holding them tight, the smiling face I saw that day got registers in the account of my heart, I passed her she didn’t notice but what I noticed was her voice blooming others, her fragrance caught me stopped me and taxed me my moments. I sat two rows away from her still had her in the column of my head, she must be miss universe my heart said. I reached home mom asked me how my first day was in new class, I said “she was beautiful mom!” “she?” “oh I mean it was beautiful mom, 110% awesome” mom continued “Hmm, I know what was beautiful”, mums know everything!. I said to myself “oh wow! I’m in love, my first love”. From that very day school to me became lovable, this is the thing about love in school, your attendance always full though teachers caught me my times not paying attention but who can tell them I was paying attention! To her. There is one more positive point of school, they take attendance!, wow that to you may sound a little weird but for me at that time it was breath-taking, you know why because you hear her name everyday- Meenakshi Chauhan!! Present Miss!! Wow Perfect!, yeah that was her name Meenakshi Chauhan, she was Army man’s daughter and I was latoooo on her. I still remember those three magical words she said to me ever, that moment I can’t explain for the first time I was sitting next to her, it was a class test, miss seated me next to her, I as much interested in her was looking at her,she was beautiful, innocence was meant for her face  and Damn! she thought I was copying, but her blooming voice made me forget everything, she adjusting her hair back to the ear said these magical words “Eaa Apna Kar”, OH MY GOD! I scored 2 outta 15 but I didn’t regret I was in love, pure love, true love, first love. And finally the day came when she left, her dad got posted, I still remember that day school got over I was walking home when I saw her in army jeep she was waving me bye! I waved her back but didn’t knew I’ll never see her again, I spent hours, days, months without her, I could have kept a long beard full in filmy style in her loss but no one is that big to have a beard in 4^th class, Yes! I was in 4^th class, she broke my heart, I cried and cried hard with salmaan khan when she couldn’t get the heroine in maine pyar kiya as in I knew his feelings. Rightly said one can never forget his first love, i have not :P , I found her on facebook but that bitch is not approving my request, now how should I tell her I loved her since 4^th class, though I have not been missing her lol, but first love is first love :D :D :D ;)  

 Oh God! Please tell her to accept my friend request lol!

Salute to the Indian Soldier!

This Post I would like to dedicate to the Indian Soldier!! Respect!! our daily fresh oxygen costs his blood!

SALUTE!

*Welcome to the world where live a soldier

*Where days are hot and nights are colder

*I sacrifice myself for your sound sleep

*Almost ignoring my house and my child’s weep

*Your day start with breads and buns

*Mine goes with bullets and guns

*I sometimes eat nothing to help you eat everything

*I wake up all night for your safe morning

*You people plan picnic on national holiday

*I’m still on my duty every time and everyday

*I survive in -53’C and still don’t complain

*Country’s pride and my passion I retain

*I have lost my importance but haven’t lost my senses

*I still give my best to protect my country on fences

*There were days when I was in News for enemy’s end

*And now is the day I’m in News only when I’m dead

*I never ask where ‘Jai Jawan, Jai kisaan’ went

*Dying for my country that is for what I’m meant

*Peace in your life, peace in other’s and peace in mine

*I’m trying everyday, everytime

-Kartik Tewari

JAI HIND!

Oh!! This Bike Making Me Impatient!

A Beautiful Morning!

The place is so quiet and so serene, as much as you, because I don’t like it loud. The only sound reaching us is of the river’s water tapping over stones slowing down, but that doesn’t obsess me much, all I care about is your eyes, I can see snow covered mountains in your round black coloured eyeballs. Now all I need is a box, a box in which I can store this moment forever and bury it under the tree where we are sitting so that after years when your blue jeans turns into churridaar pajami and we meet I could take the box out and spread the butterflies of magic all around to get back this moment. The jerry mouse on your top reminds me of your mischievous nose, which every time plays its part when you are sad or merry. I’d like to climb on your eyebrows and make a jump into the pool of your glittering eyes, get myself lost till I notice your heels you wear to make up with my height, how sweet of you. I could have ceased your hand from placing the tiny bunch of your lovely hair back of your ear, until I notice your stupefying earrings shining more on sunny today. I in full emotion stand up and turn around to shout it loud, I don’t like it though still that “I love you, I love you more than my Billie Jeans as they are now out of fashion, I love you as much as you love me” predicting it already, till I hear flamboyant voices I search here and there and notice two men staring at me, one standing with Spanish guitar other with a BIG GUN standing meters away from us , I seriously wanted a hint what is going on? I mean okay seriously you are there?, I as more interested in guns throw my gaze on the man with the BIG GUN and notice he is pointing the BIG GUN on me, he instantly grab a mouse from the ground puts it in the BIG GUN and load it twice, I’m there only confused thinking should I be confused or not?. He fires the mouse towards me with the BIG GUN and SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! On my face “What the Hell? Will you behave?” yells my roomie, now I recognised the flamboyant voice “I don’t wear earrings and there aren’t any mountains here in ferozepur”, I wanted to say we have flyovers, but that doesn’t make any sense, does it? “You are so very mad” he continues, Well Me- I’m not confused any more because now I knew I had a fabulous dream, Yes! A real fab one, me reaching my cupboard, grabbing my toothbrush, moving towards washroom, roomies’ voice faints, me thanking god! That I don’t have a dirty mind unless my dream would have resulted my roomie bawling “What the F#*k, Are you Gay?”. Thank you Dream Girl you saved me, a very good morning to you.

-Kartik Tewari 

*Untied hair,Folded Sleeves and Grey Skirt

*That was the day when i lost my heart

*Beautiful enough to glue my eyes

*And irresistable when she smiles

*Heard about it-Talked about it-Now the thing was behooved

*Yes,The Thing Called Love<3

*It Struck me,feeling which everyone experience in life

*Never knew was it wrong or was it right

*I was seated on cloud no.9

*The only thing i could call mine

*It was as peaceful as Dove

*Yes,The Thing Called Love

*Staring at her was what i desired

*Sweet Voice with a naughty tone i admire

*I was always Lost she was to be blamed

*Even at night i used to murmur her name

*The thing which was above

*Yes,The Thing Called Love

*I don't know what i mean to you

*The fact is i cant live without you

*You are the fairy of my dreams i wanted to say

*But dont know why my mind gave a stay

*The thing which made my heart alcove

*Yes,The Thing Called Love

*Now after years when you met

* "You never missed me" she said

*I whispered 'The night you thought my tears for you dried

*Same night i missed you and cried'

*Yes,the thing is called love

*I was and i am in love

*But that Just don't solve the purpose

-KARTIK TEWARI

Starting With "GOD' Shree Ganesh :)

I'm human-I made wheel, I made car, I made airplane, I made houses, I made Buildings- I have got all the brains, But who gave me those, I can sow a seed but cannot Turn it into a tree, I can Invent things But what power is helping me to invent them or I should say not helping but making me do the right thing as per situations-Undoubtly Its God-He is not someone residing in a stone or live in a temple but a power which make us think that he is still there. G.O.D. stands for Generator, Operator, Destroyer-he creates, he operates and destroys accordingly. He provides every deserving part of bread to the deserving person but what he wants us to do efforts. He provides food to a bird but not in his Nest. We Oftenly curse our Luck of not being successful but if your are not successful hold back god has a better thing in making for you. God don't need to prove hid existence- still we people search for him in stones,personalities. we people go to temples bow down to God and the very next thing we offer him money, Isn't it funny we offfer money to the thing which is giving us everything and trust me on that he is not very short of money he is above these things. Ever seen a puppet show,there is a puppet repesenting King, there is one for slave many more, they fight they die they happy they glad-but there is one such man handling all this and he is never been seen in the show but he is present he is the director, he is everything, he know what to do at what time- He is God.No one in this world is above God and never can be- He is the Maker, Operator and destroyer. So Don't Mess with Him :)