And when he looked back ,
There was no one who made the noise,,,
©Sanjay Ranout
And when he looked back ,
There was no one who made the noise,,,
©Sanjay Ranout
A startling puzzle of life,
Confronts me every now and then,
Taking away a big chunk of peace of my life,
Every time it overpowers my consent,
Where I am heading!
What’s my course!
I wonder whether I would be able to describe it ever???
©Sanjay Ranout
No matter what happened,
Or what is going to happen,
You were the one ,
Taking tolls of turmoil ,
one after another,
And never let me suspect my faith,
Backed even those rosy imaginations,
No matter what how much unrealistic,
How much weird they were,
How much far from reality of this world,
You kept me floating,
Through those high tides ,
When all ebbs and flows were trying hard,
To drown me ,,
No matter what how much is reality,
Of all the imagined world i could make up,
Still proud of you freak,
You pushed me to limits ,
I could never have imagined to cross,
You set me up for those blind tours,
I made out of all that freaking ideas ,
Of getting away from world,
And that made world out of me,,
No matter what are consequences,
I still have a great proud ,
To follow the freaking path,
U led me through,,
©Sanjay Ranout
When the battles inside take over mental peace,
I leave settlement upon time,
And then time doesn’t heal by itself,
As time shifts the battles from one to another,
So how does the peace restore,
Maybe peace lies in preventing this chain reaction of battles even to get started ,,,
©Sanjay Ranout
When everyone think you are commiting a sin by not doing something and then at same time you feel, you will commit a sin if you do it,,
Well I think we have to keep on breathing by accepting that we are commiting a sin and escaping to do one at same time,,,, that’s what we can do
©Sanjay Ranout

Hold it dear ,
Time is near,
This is what we want to hear,
It should go the direction we steer,
And then everything starts to appear,
Oh! It’s different than what I thought of,
There was no hint of it in my imagination stock,
Is it good or bad?
It it better or worse ?
So whether to doubt my imagination,
Or cry over this different shade of appearance,
Our mind revolves round the clock,
Judging all those imagined thoughts,
And then it’s the time,
And we are facing it,
Whether we like or not,
Whether we adapt or not,
It’s not what we think is all about,,
The real picture is wider,
And we start feeling like an outsider,
This life doesn’t belong to me,
And I don’t belong to it,
Mind is not ready to give up,
Taking us deeper in its illusive world,
And life goes on,
Non-acceptance of real things,
Accepting of all illusive propositions,
And we start life beyond the reality,
Lost in another world where there is no insecurity,
So should we continue or quit this world,
Think more and you will get into deeper quagmire,,
©Sanjay Ranout
