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"काफ़ी बातों में एक कप कॉफी।"


"काफ़ी बातों में एक कप कॉफी।"

"एक डर सा है कुछ ज़्यादा सुलझने में,
एक डर सा है तुम्हारी बातों में उलझने में,
जो अक्सर बतियाती हैं, 
उसके होने की बातें, 
जो तुम्हारा था कभी 
और है नहीं, 
पर फिर भी ना होकर भी
वह तुम्हारा कोई अपना ही है!
..
ज़िक्र आज शायद उसका है भी 
और नहीं भी,
यह वक़्त उसका ना होकर भी है यहीं,
और मेरा चाह कर भी है नहीं।
..
बस यहीं डर सा है, 
कुछ ज़्यादा सुलझने में,
एक डर सा है तुम्हारी बातों में उलझने में।
जिनमें उलझ कर मैं तुझ में कहीं खो जाता हूं, 
पर शायद तुम्हारे खयालों में नहीं!"
..


"एक डर सा है कुछ ज़्यादा सुलझने में,
 एक डर सा है खामोशी के साथ चलने में,
जो अक्सर बतियाती है
उसकी खामोशी में भी याद आती है,
जैसे वो भी हो मेरा ही कोई अपना।
..
ज़िक्र उसका है ज़रूर, 
पर वक़्त हमारा है कभी नही 
याद उसकी है मेरी ज़रूर,
बंदिशों में उलझी ज़िन्दगी तेरी नहीं।
..
बस यहीं डर है कुछ ज़्यादा उलझने में, 
एक डर सा है खामोशी के साथ चलने में, 
जिन्हे पहचान कर मैं रुक तो जाती हूं, 
पर तुम्हें सुनाने की हिम्मत नहीं जोड़ पाती हूं।"
..
                                         
 And yes the day has come!

All prepared. 

It’s been a while, 

I was out of this “tinder-date-zone”!

Seriously, dates, me and matches on tinder, 

Is like finding “the sci-fi logic” in Karan Johar’s movie!

You won’t find any.
Naman stop it (No verdicts)
Only Chandler can be good with sarcastic comments not you!

Stop thinking about the series of flings you had in college. 

They don’t work anymore.

Stop gigging!

And yes the day has come!

And hence prepares the meek

To face the Chandler of geeks

Stop thinking about the series of flings you had in college

Lest you give up,

And return before facing the battlefield !

..

So, yes that’s how I have been preparing for my next date!

Trying to fit pieces at their respective places.

Figuring what I could perceive from the “nth reads of your writings

Simple, Crisp, Clear and full of “semi-colons”!

A semi colon leaves hope for more

Glad some people notice ;

Or maybe semi colon 

Provides a way 

To take a pause 

When you’re filled with so much emotion

You can write no more.

..

But the one thing:

I’m really scared about is: How to react?

Like a hug would be nice or a formal handshake.

Should I just bow my head or maybe I should just wave my hand?

What’s wrong with me!

Bow your head 

For eternity 

If you plan 

On surrendering yourself to me 

For I am the Unicorn Queen!

..

Yes, that’s what's wrong with me.

I want to fit it all at this pace.

Too fuckin’ perfect to be true!

(Sorry for cuss words, but you have heard me saying that before as well!)

Haven’t you?

..

What would you say:

When I’ll ask you: “Your favorite song?

Would it be something like “Awake my Soul” or “Set Fire to the Rain”!

O God, 

Help me out!

What should I respond: if she ever asks me the same?

Should I say “Chan Kithan” or “Dil Beparwah”?

No, No: "All I want"!

Yes, that’s perfect.

In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die

But I set fire to the rain

Where you invest your love, you invest your life.

Watched it pour as I touched your face.

..

“All I want is nothing more

To hear you knocking at my door,

'Cause if I could see your face once more

I could die a happy man I'm sure.”

..

Now, you understood what this means?

A date for the old-school.

Where books are more important than the check-ins.

Coffee with a view is more important than the selfies.

Silence is more important than just blabbering.

And diving in your kohl-complemented eyes

Is enough to read it all!

..

The secrets you’ve been hiding inside,

Beneath the kohl and your eyeliner

Trying to play with your curls,

And boom, there you’re trying to change the platonic

By bringing up another John Green reference!

"The simple pleasure of saying true things, trumps everything. Always."

..

You’re smart. Maybe!

You’re honest: Totally!

And that’s what makes you special. 

Your eyes just say it all!

It’s “All in your Eyes.

All in your eyes.”

..

I want to make this date too perfect to be true,

Where “Absence is no Permanence.”

And you’re no more a broken dream!

..

Why don't you sing me a lullaby before I lie down for my last sleep?

Or maybe a dream in my dream which I’ll preserve in montages,

One for each “'Ahaan..' and the cup of coffee you ever had!”

And how could I forget books:

A happy montage:

One for each time you quoted “John Green”.

Isn’t this perfect?

Isn’t that’s how things are supposed to be

Where you don’t crave for impressions!

You’re too true to be a unicorn queen.

A protagonist of no more Shakespeare’s tragedies.

..

What if you turn out to be a dream for one and an impression for too many?

Why don’t you stop looking for love in places unnamed and

Maybe try a few from the paper towns?

Why are you willing to save those memories in as pristine form as it is possible to save in this world ?

But not willing to make a new one:

A world for yourself?

..

Maybe I’m wrong.

Maybe I'm getting a bit more selfish.

Maybe I'm asking you for too much!

But, I have told you this is going to be a perfect date:

Where silence speaks more than the words

And your eyes a little louder,

And your writings are a bit more clear:

Packed with semi-colons!

..

Maybe you are: too true to be real,

Too inflicted to be broken,

Too fragile to be hurt,

But not too naïve to fall for this twice!

And it’s not your fault,

Neither were your choices wrong!

“The fault, dear Brutus, is actually in our stars or maybe in platonic coz you’re too true to be real, too perfect to be mine!”

.. 

"एक डर सा है कुछ ज़्यादा सुलझने में,
एक डर सा है तुम्हारी बातों में उलझने में,
जो अक्सर बतियाती हैं, 
उसके होने की बातें, 
जो तुम्हारा था कभी 
और है नहीं, 
पर फिर भी ना होकर भी
वह तुम्हारा कोई अपना ही है!
..
ज़िक्र आज शायद उसका है भी 
और नहीं भी,
यह वक़्त उसका ना होकर भी है यहीं,
और मेरा चाह कर भी है नहीं।
..
बस यहीं डर सा है, 
कुछ ज़्यादा सुलझने में,
एक डर सा है तुम्हारी बातों में उलझने में।
जिनमें उलझ कर मैं तुझ में कहीं खो जाता हूं, 
पर शायद तुम्हारे खयालों में नहीं!"
....

At the end of the day, all we have is a set of mixed feelings and moments. Feelings for everything or at times for everyone! So, we have tried to put them in words. Special thanks to Aparna Awasthi - the one with red liners: - for keeping it crisp and clear like always! Yes, she is the one in the frame. If you ever want to engage in a conversation with her, just quote John Green and there she is! Thanks for reading!

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