Havent felt like writing lately. Was reading down the memory lane. Found this. This one is one of my 1st writing when i was in Kota ( Rajasthan ), preparing for IIT entrance, around Sep 2004 i should guess.

Bundled up in endless joy
Trying to please you , god knows why
Trying to make up for what’s gone wrong
Trying to make this friendship strong

So give me another chance , a opportunity
To die without a regret would be a pity
To show what i feel for you
To let my emotions flow as they do

Sometimes i feel the world has shrunk
B/w you and me , no one
We would ..or maybe would be friends
But i know its a rare chance

I try to understand myself
Then i try to understand you
But i end up doing none
And wonder what to do

We cry , for sorrow or for joy
But i cry, for what i don’t know why
Is it for a friend , is it for sorrow
Is it for what i miss , or is it for joy

I don’t want to impress you
All I really want to do
Is to make myself a little clear
So please don’t tear
My expectations..
My friendship…