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KANK … yaa ... kabhi alvida naa kehna….. Thought of writing something... but, Barka Dutt was ahead of me... Heres, my modest stuff anyways … KANK - the agony of Shah Rukh, once a renowned player, now, just a coach, the best example of how to blame others for your misfortune and never look inside... Where the cause lies… Who is so engrossed in seeing ill in others, that he even blames Rani for his accident…. Rani … who refuses to see how much her husband cares for her … and instead lives her life wallowing in self pity … because she can not have a child … She bonds with the utterly complexed and totally negative Shah Rukh.. And both attempt to feed the fire of their individual woes …. !! Abhishekh…a rare treat… A guy, who believes that life is a party, is stuck with the wrong person … who can never see happiness around her... Because her heart is cold... And Preity, who can do no right, because Shah Rukh believes that his judgment is ultimate and only he can give the “Final diagnosis” ...

Never knew I could love you, just because you loved me. But now I do, Never knew you were the one, meant to be. But now it occurred, suddenly. Why did I miss you the most when you left? I never missed those, whom I thought I would, the most... Never pined for them, where ever they might be But, waited for you, endlessly … Day and night, your thoughts passed me by Until I knew there was nothing more to know Denied it as friendship, hid it as concern Cloaked it under the garb of fondness And it hit me in my face today … Why did I stop myself, when today I know there is no end? To this helpless feeling called love… It lay hidden somewhere within And now is ignited, by the warmth of your touch. So take me, like you never dared to before And teach me; how you made “love” love me The rarest art, on this earth.

Driving has taught me many things; prominent among others is the control over my own destiny. Today ,I thought, what would happen in a few years? Will we refuse to recognize our parent’s authority, get impatient with those who taught us what patience is, hide things, spread our wings and cut those of others and keep them grounded. Will our decision rule over those who made ours a while ago? Will we become adults someday? Recognizing the ambition that will use us, to become our master. Will we grow up one day? I don’t want to grow up then. I am happy with my crayons.

Lived with fear Lived with dread Will I earn my daily bread? Will my bills be paid? Will my meals be laid? Lived with hope Lived with desire Will my cheque arrive? Will I get a hike? What will my Boss like? Lived with emotion Lived with regret Will he accept my love? Will the ppt succeed? Will my junior follow my lead? Lived with desire Lived with pretension Will this help her help me? Will this sales figure please? Will this lie conceal? Lived with happiness, simplicity, sincerity, and passion. Never.

My disappointment is but, bittersweet chocolate The games we play with each other, win no accolades You try very hard but I will not reminisce the days gone When will you realize that new days will dawn? You need to know it is all over You are no longer my lover Love’s song has long since ceased My heart has since then, been released From the treacherous timetable you locked me in I have bid goodbye to your address You will see me in no distress Time is my new friend, Introductions are in order Would you like it too? To make friends with you?