you preach i grasp.

rains hit our haven. entourage, we were so not. blasphemy of my ideologies is what you defined. absolute opposite of yours is what i did. entangled in the major priorities of our lives. the sanctity of a relationship was never maintained. for me. ever since i entered into the ever-so-entangled-world of love and lies, life has been quite a roller coaster.
people today are like those pests that grow on each other. its like that relationship between legumes and the soil. a symbiotic relationship its called.
but for me, it was what everyone said,.. only one person getting the advantage. the relationship shared between lice and hair roots. me being the hair roots. but i never will believe. never.
how about shutting up y'all.


"my arm is the same from the wrist to the elbow. why is yours shaped like a cone? I want it like that."
"why don't you get a single pimple, not fair."
"why do you gain fuckin muscle so fast and why do u become lean within a week of gym?"

and suddenly, i wanted to be everything you were.
and today, im not afraid to say so.
give me your fingers and i will grab you by the arm.
you preach your sermon, i will grasp it.
you slap me and teach me, i will shed a few tears but will give in.
promise.




sab gaate hain, sab hi madhosh hain.,,
hum tum kyun khaamosh hain?