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Those wonderful nights when resting on our beds we talked. Shared the moments. We were the best friends. The years gone by have taught us a lot. We have gained a lot in the years gone by. The tears that passed year left in our eyes, though I know will never come back, shall never flow out again due to each one of us. May be in the coming year you and I chose to be on different paths. But somewhere in my mind I know the consequences of being away from you. Well I don't want to be in your good books again by taking all things around because you know who I am and how I'm?? Having you as a Best Friend of almost 3 years was a great fun. I learnt a lot from you. Even the words would fall short if asked, how? The answer cannot believe given. 2017, definitely I'm going to miss you TO THE AND BACK. Though half of the previous year also went speechless. We haven't shared anything for a good time now. I pray that God brings good to you and me. We both have been through a lot.

"I woukd like to thank you for what I'm today!! Though you may not realize, but it's you who made me what I'm now. I can fake things with the world outside, but I'm always real in front of you. Not being materialistic. I try to be what I am and not what the world around expects me to be. I have plenty of emotions inside me That are dying everyday when we don't share Giving birth to the new thoughts. I always wonder if we ever would be able to bounce back Everything, I mean, whatever the memories that have been made I wish those days would have never been lived. The most annoying part of my life's journey is you making an exit A Best Friend asking another not to talk. Life's boring and its kind of syndrome that I will go through my entire life. Though, my poems will still reveal you somewhere The most captivating part in my writings will always be you. It would be a new year and Let's wish each other a very happy and prosperous life

"I miss you. No, I'm not complaining. Nor I'm asking you to be normal with me. Just letting you know that I really miss you. And its explanation does not require any sub-title. Nor do I expect you to come and fix it. If you do that would be great and if not; I'll never regret upon that. No guilt, no anger, no remorse, no regrets. The reason being I don't want you to feel bad for it or to tell me that it will get fone with time. May be this was what we were destined to!! Falling apart. I just want you to know that I miss you. My hands feel empty and my mind all deserted. May be I'll never make any Best Friend. May be I'll never be able to trust any person as much as I trusted you. I'm sad. But the sadness hardly matters to me these days. The reason being, when something becomes the mode of living, we hardly curse it. And just to let you know I have made myself that way. 'I MISS YOU & I WANTED YOU TO KNOW THAT'."        -  Pushkin Ch

"One day when we grow old we would tend to look back on our past Thinking about the time when we built up the memories that would long last The signages of ageing would be there on our body And the most visible would be the wrinkles under our eyes The hair also will change their color And sitting on our rocking chair we will count the dollar Trying to relive those days Which will never come back Seeing our parents getting old Standing in front of mirror we will see ourselves turning old, day by day Our Love for each other would, I believe, never fade And the loyalty would definitely get paid Having been written ample till that time You still would remain the most CAPTIVATING part of my poetry And before mixing up with the Air We would write the book of friendship that never would be written, Ever."                        - Pushkin Channan 

Come. Stand by my side. Do not worry. I won't trouble you. I promise to stand with you in every walk of your life. Give me a hug. Ensure me your presence whenever needed. Promise me that we will be the Best Friends again. Promise me that we will be siblings from another mother. Promise me that we will not leave each other ever. May the good God shower his blessings on you. May you not fall sick ever again. May you not get bed ridden. May you get/achieve anything and everything that you aspire of and dream of becoming. Do not just over burden yourself. Do not get addicted to. Do not let something over power you. For the reason you are meant to rule the world. You are the founder of your own happiness. You will, in the years to follow, learn to prioritize people and time. Do not hate anyone. For the reason they are all God's creatures. Just love yourself and let yourself lead by an example. Let people around make you their idol and learn from you. Do not fear and have faith in G

'There are some nightmares I don't want to wake up from. For the reason in these nightmares we are still each other's friends. In these nightmares I'm still your Best Friend. We still catch up on the same road and drive to same old shopping arena. In these nightmares, we still are able to steal out some time for each other. You still laugh in the same manner and same energy in which you used to!! May be I tend to write more but you will always remain the most captivating part of my poetry. And I'll consider you the most happening and energetic person that I ever came across. May be we come across each other and ask to spend little time as we used to when young. Or may be just have another cup of coffee in the same outlet. We may lend supporting hands to each other when the world outside will laugh on our failures. No matter what, it always has been great, always been wonderful having you around. So what makes me call these dreams as nightmares?? May be because whe

"With the pass of time, yes, we will grow Old and big With the flow of time, for sure, there will be signs of ageing on our faces The wrinkles and the dark circles will tell about our age. No need to speak out the number, let our body do the same. We'll see ourself putting into the shoes of our parents; earning livelihood. We'll have ourselves surrounded by the noise of kids, after marriage. With the pass of time, no doubt, our hair will turn white and brown We'll have kids in the neighborhood calling us uncle & aunt. With the flow of time we may see ourselves fading away With the flow of time we will be seated on our rocking chair lying in verandah And while having the sip of hot coffee we might feel sleepy And while on the chair we might sleep with sun rays falling partially, through ventilator. And with the closed eyes there would be a movie of still pictures played. With the flashback over ruling our mind We might, for one last time, do all the

To Dear Best Friend, 01/December/2016 "There are so many things that I would like to share with you. Face to Face. The feelings that are trying to save themselves from getting drowned in the river of time. There is much more. 'Unsaid and Unshared things’, that I have kept limited to myself. And in this special letter, you would find some part of mine if not whole. You will find a part of my heart pen down beautifully in blue ink. The memories of my early days, when I was new in this wonderful place. The city that introduced me to you and the time when we became each other's best friend too. I can still recall those midnight chats, that we had while resting on our beds. The confidentiality that they carried and the privacy that we maintained. Your golden words of praise when I felt like a big disgrace. This letter comes to thank you, friend, for all your patience, and the counsel and the guidance when I felt all alone in the mid of the way. You helped me shape

“It's again the middle of the night, and My eyes trying to get closed because of the sleep they had Because of the tiredness that body carried And I telling my mind not to go with what those pair said, because The best was coming out of me When my pen listened to me instead of bleeding on boss’s words That was the time when my pen and my mind had parity The thoughts coming out in the same manner as water flowing from some sea into the ocean. Well I wish I succeed in that one day…”             - Pushkin Channan 

“It was that same night again Moon surrounded by the stars somewhere high in the sky Making a safe home for it to get hidden somewhere in the galaxy that was its own. That same night saw a different me in me I stood up on the roof top awake. The calmness that now disturbed the tranquility of my mind Trying to search for some noise at night while gazing at sky The sky which remains silent during night time. Mat be some smile was missing on my face My eyes had enough of tears in them. Lips trying to chant something May be some name or may be some prayer I wish some night I'm able to achieve what I have been missing since long May be a night would come with a chapter of my victory written in it.”      - Pushkin Channan 

“The color RED does not implicate the blood But the pain that my heart, mind and soul carry The pain of burden The pain of achieving the dreams The pain of family's trust in me Of achieving the high goals in life The pain that comes out because of the fear of being unsuccessful May be this would be overcome with the flow of time Or may be I may just get used to it; the way we get used to environment around us.”    - Pushkin Channan