Women, somehow, never run out of complaints and they, no matter what, never really seem to get tired of pouring out their hearts onto their phones. Someone yelling, someone fighting, someone not caring or someone doing nothing at all, whatever it is, your phone's never gonna miss it.

 What’s with the phone..?

 
 

trrring tring, trrring tring

and a hand rushes to grab it

forgetting everything else in a jiff,

spring spring, they all spring

owner of the hand getting excited

while the others getting a whiff,

of the huge blast lying ahead in their way

the one talking as hunter, you being the prey.

they just clung onto the phone

it’s a women-to-women communion

with absolutely nothing to spare,

rulers of the house, they seek to dethrone

and sickened with the work all around

try hard to make it all fair,

thus the fault-finding goes on and on

you eventually accept that you’re all gone.

eyes glaring and harsh words snapped

you (sulkily) long for the chat to end

but then this is where we need to see,

the duties within which they are entrapped

leaving them with no personal space

are well needed to be sliced, you agree?

so leave behind those grudges and bitterness

because all they need is your love and caress.

and once these women get what they really want

trust me, your phone’s gonna love its jaunt.

Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts. For all our complicated yet simple, bitter yet sweet, worn out yet fresh, beautiful memories. For you.

sister to brother..

It’s true we have had many, many fights

It’s true there have been tough days and nights

But still there is something you and me know right?

Something that holds us together real tight

It’s true we have yelled a lot at each other

It’s true you’ve had enough because of me, brother

But you never came to think of me as a bad sister

And for that, I really owe you a lot mister

It’s true I have let you down many times

It’s true my deeds can't be counted less than crimes

But even then your never-ending faith in me

Has made me to think of you very highly

It’s true you’ve often acted bad for my good

It’s true you’d remove all my worries if you could

But in spite of knowing this I never reacted well

Surge of guilt rings in my ears like a screeching bell

And so, I write this piece to let you know

Though each time I put up a great dumb show

But whether I write in lower or upper case

Just know, you won’t ever in my heart lose your place

And even though we'll still have many, many fights

And also I'm sure, all those tough days and nights

But for now smile and have all your bad memories erased

And know that, you're a darling and can never be replaced.

<3