fearless

red shoes and i want to sing out loud
red wine and i want to sing aloud
and let the song not end tonight, this friday night

today, this night
i am free
free of neighbours, moral police and roving eyes
tonight, this friday night, i meet myself
and oh, i love myself so much

i will spend all my money on me, no don't stop me
i will buy the shortest dress, the darkest kajal, no don't stop me

i will buy a swing and hang it by my window
i will fly away in my swing this friday night
up in the air, in my red shoes, with my lakme black black eyes
i will look down upon all of you, you roving eyes !!

ah
judge me
call me names
tonight i am dressed in  gucci clothes
all your slanders slip by me

tonight i am cinderella
i drank a lot and lost my shoe
no charming prince, donot come after me
i will buy another pair, i am done with the old one
(after all, i am a girl, i donot wear the same shoes everywhere!)

tonight i am sleeping beauty
i ate a lot, i am in deep slumber
no charming prince, do not wake me up
i love my beauty sleep, and you are not my alarm clock dear

tonight i am snow white
but if you see me out in the woods, in my glass coffin
do not kiss me charming prince
you are cute but i am waiting for someone else here

tonight, this friday night
i am free of old superstitions, old fairy tales, 
i am not your cinderella, i am not your sleeping beauty, i am not your snow white
i am me, myself, my own cinderella, my own sleeping beauty, my own snow white
tonight, i am me, myself
me, myself
this is my night
you cannot snatch it from me dear!

tonight, i will write my own story
if you like it, follow me
if you donot, i will see you to the door
i am fearless, and i will live my own story
i will wrinkle in my own sins, i will shine in my own glory
i will wear the reddest shoes, the darkest kajal
and i will smile at you, even if you donot smile back at me

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 I drowned in my coffee and emerged at the other side of my dream. I met you there. 1/2

When you left I drowned in my wine and emerged at the other side of my life. I met myself there.

my seasons

the rain has stopped
but memories keep pouring
flooding till my house drowns

...

this summer
the river changed its course
by the old shore the empty urns lie waiting

...

the green leaves have turned yellow and fallen
sitting beneath my favourite tree
first time in the year i see so much sky

...

i know winter has come
when i see the purple furs in the glittering shops
and the shivering beggars by the roads

...

one flower for each of my dreams
spring brings for me every year
the most beautiful flower among them, i give to you

the art of living

the chemistry of falling in love
the philosophy of forgetting
and the futility of education

the brown coffee
the black tea
and the colourless dreams

the silent evenings
the moonless nights
and the loadshedding

...

amongst all these
we met, became friends
and parted as strangers

...

the art of living
the art of living
the art of living

fearless 1

we met friday night
you seemed nice
i invited you for coffee

next day, 
you told me
i am characterless

you are wrong
i am fearless


we met again
five days later, suddenly at a friend's place
you brought me a drink, i threw it right at your face

you turned red
you shouted that i am manner less

you are wrong again
i am fearless

later you told everyone that i am crazy
you are wrong again, again
i am just fearless