Move On

Moving on?
Oh dear God what that is?
To not expect the calls you don't anyway get.
To not have the urge to beg, yes the word is 'beg'.
To not cry when Mom asks 'how is the weather at your end'.
To stop depressing your forever there friends.
And how?

Move on!
Bad songs.
Bad poems.
Bad alcohol.
Move on!
And how?!


Moved on?
Oh dear heart I know what that is!
To ignore the existence of your 'old' pink.
To claim your life has also changed for worse, in a blink.
To indulge in work and ignore their tears.
To push down love and pull up fear.
And how?

-Abhishikta

The Winner Took It All

In the most Bollywood (read Chetan Bhagat way),
If I make it through, through THIS, I would do something significant with my life.

For now, for the heart(s) that is/are shaken, taken, broken and not healing at all, all over, a song that once brought me peace, that is haunting me these days, and someday it would make sense, again, Inshallah!

2018, DON'T End So Bad, Pretty Please