Quiz me again!!!

“There’s this interschool quiz tomorrow, are you and Avani interested in participating in it???”
Tomorrow was Sunday & Monday onwards our unit tests (hmm…sadly those happened every other month) were to begin.

“Its just the written round, you could always give it a try.” Our teacher had to say something, as all we did was stand and stare at her and then at each other. We did want to participate but those tests weren’t allowing us to decide.
The next thing I remember is calling up our respective moms (back then in class VIII, mummy knew best…for me she still knows best :p)

Our moms were pretty cool, “Of course u can participate, what’s the harm??”
There wasn’t going to be any harm unless we fared poorly in those unit tests (!!!) That’s another story though…; )

The quiz venue was interesting in itself- St Paul Boys School (please, no raised eyebrows!) Avani was late, thanks to a flat bicycle tyre but we managed to be in time (well, the school being a 5 min. walk from my place)
Now that I think of it the written round was a quite simply, a cakewalk…

Then came the semifinal (not without its own hiccups), the next Sunday. By then our tests were over and well the results werent that bad. (…Hehe)
I distinctly remember nibbling those potato chips (provided by the sponsors), while waiting for my chance to get on stage for the quiz. We did sail through the semis as well.

Ah! The final was quite awesome…the whole atmosphere buzzed with the noises of students cheering their schools, parents eager to witness their wards coming out on top…that reminds me…I’d strictly told my Aai and Pappa not to be there (I knew I’d be nervous if they came) But who listens to me…they did come!!

Before the start of the quiz I remember avani and me eyeing the magnificent trophy…how we longed to hold it in our hands, to win it, possess it!!

Being in the finals, competing against 4 other top schools was in itself an achievement.
That Saturday when we’d called up our moms, who’d have thought of it…at that time doing well in tests was all we cared about.

But now we wanted to win and it was the only thing that mattered.

The stage was finally set…10 rounds…one winner.
The excitement was palpable, round 1… 2, …3…4, it went on and on.
We lead in one round, just to concede it in the next. It went neck to neck. The uncertainty prevailed till the very last round…rapid fire…we answered most of the questions and the other schools just couldn’t catch up…Hurrah! We’d won…. yeah we’ won!
How ecstatic we were…the gleaming trophy looked awesome in our hands.

The moment was overwhelming…we’d made all Raphaelites and ourselves proud.

As I think of those days I realize it’s not worth worrying about little things (those unit tests,u see) in life. It’s about seizing your opportunities, exploring new horizons, treading those unknown paths and most importantly following your heart…sounds cliché but that’s just the way it is!!!:)

Love it this way!!!

Ever thought of thinking with your heart and felt like feeling with the mind…hehe!!

Once upon a time…
All my decisions were taken,
By sumone whom I trusted
And knew wud never be mistaken.

It didn’t question my faith
You see I cud never go wrong.
So to put it simply,
My life was clearly on song.

Listening became my forte,
As it did all the talking,
Surprisingly, it had those answers,
Which I’d been frantically seeking.

Soon everyone around me changed
But I never felt the need.
Yet sumwhere deep inside me
My heart cud’nt help but bleed

The heart was torn apart,
Shifting the onus to my mind.
All kinds of thoughts lay scattered there
But could my feelings be left behind??

The brain works quite differently
Making the decisions of my heart
Seem like a thing of the past
Yet emotions still play their part…

As my mind reigns supreme today
I’d want to leave it that way
But thinking about it, I still feel
Heart over mind wud be better any day…
What say???

I don’t know why but after a long time I’ve derived satisfaction from what I’ve written.
Many years back…I remember this person reading my poems and saying “Not bad but they lack optimism somewhere…Try being more optimistic”

I hadn’t forgotten those words but never knew how to put them into practice…
My recent works I feel do have that optimism in them. Yeah, somewhere they do...
There is no apparent reason(maybe i dont wish to search for the reasons) :P
But I’m glad but more than that I’m really satisfied…creative satisfaction…
Aha! Love the sound of it…;)

How True...

Well I read this piece in the TOI's Sacred Space column. Found it quite relevant in the present context!! Just give it a thought...

We’ve taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider roads but narrower viewpoints.
We spend more, but have less, buy more but enjoy less.
We’ve bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time.
We’ve more degrees but less sense, more knowledge but less judgment, more experts yet more problems, more medicine but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, read too little, watch TV too much and pray too seldom.

We’ve multiplied our possessions but reduced our values.
We talk too much, love too seldom and hate too often.

We’ve learned how to make a living but not a life.
We’ve added years to life not life to years.
We’ve been all the way to the moon and back but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.
We conquered outer space but not inner space.
We’ve done larger things but not better things…

We plan more but accomplish less.
We’ve learned to rush but not to wait.
We’ve more information but we communicate less and less…

- George Carlin

If I ever say goodbye
Please don’t ask me, why???
But if ever you do the same,
I’ll readily take all the blame

If ever I decide to forget you,
I’ll erase your memory too
But if ever you do the same,
I’ll see to it you never forget my name!!

If ever in life we meet
I guess the memories would be sweet
But if destiny has something else in store
That certainly would be sweeter, I’m sure!!!

Happinezz…

Like fragrance
That spreads all around
It grips you
Leaving you spell bound

It might come in the sizes
Large, medium and small
Yet it is something
That fits one and all

It isn’t exactly contagious
And you ought to acquire it
Simply by kicking out sorrow
From your life’s emotional kit

A smile becomes a grin
Which then bursts into laughter
You really got to experience it
To know what comes thereafter

Once you do understand it
You’ll certainly agree with me
How wonderful it is
To keep smiling and be happy!!

Friendship…an illusion??

Priorities changed & so did you,
Our talks veered,
The animosity grew

Amazed and horrified, I looked on
Pondering deeply,
Where had I gone wrong?

Across the road you stood, the gap widened
All my past memories
Now left me saddened

My tears dried, for the eyes bled
Remembering the moments,
Those words you once said

Getting accustomed, to your absence
Something I never did dream
But as friendship seems an illusion today…
That’s the only thing, making sense!!!

My broomstick fantasy…

Reading a Harry potter book
I imagined myself on a broom,
Not to play quidditch
But to go around the world, zoom!!

I did a push off,
Voila! I was now in the air.
Flying a broom seemed effortless,
It simply needed… a bit of flair!!

Over the Middle East I traveled
And in no time reached London.
Enthralled by all the sights,I thought
Living here must be such fun!!

Next I wished to see Paris and Eiffel tower
But strangely landed up at Roland Garros.
Federer had just emerged triumphant
Beating a guy…whose name’s pretty obvious!!

Waving the champion goodbye, I headed for Egypt
Where I marveled at the ancient pyramid
I then bid adieu to the African desert
Considering where next my voyage would lead!!

The broom covered long distances
And soon the U.S of A was in sight
But suddenly something shook me up
I fell off my broom, in fright!!

Mom stood nearby, smiling at me
Eyeing the broom in my hand.
I too stared at it in utter disbelief
For such a situation hadn’t been planned!!

I’ll dream…I’ll do!!

A free bird is what
I’ve always longed to be
Breaking away from the confines
Of an uncertain mind
Wanting to reach out
To the world surrounding me

Sky being my limit
I hope to reach great heights
Striving harder with each new day.
Taking criticism in my stride
I am now ready to create days
From the dark and dreary nights…

My dreams are big
Quite different from the rest
I seek to usher in a new tomorrow.
Standing out from the crowd
I aim to become better
Of course better, than the very best!!

I Love Cooking???

Mum called me into the kitchen
Thus, my nightmare began
Cooking was one thing
Off which, I had kept my hands!!

“Here, chop these onions,
& Cut the potatoes square";
As mum gave the orders
The knife stared saying “Beware”

With a scowl on my face
I picked up the damn knife,
What luck! Wasn’t anything else,
Left in life??

Unwillingly I did the whole job
Barely saving my thumb, once or twice
But wait, the ordeal wasn’t over
I still had to cook the rice.

The stove looked sinister too
So I eyed it cautiously
How I hated this business
Words won't express that properly.

I was at wits end
Till all cooking was done,
“Eating is much easier,” I thought
while cooking isn’t half the fun!!!”

Licence to Blunder!!!!!!!!

The following isn’t a part of my imagination but has been ‘word to word’ and ‘spelling to spelling’ copied from the “Form of application for renewal of driving licence”

“Medical certificate in respect of an applicant for renewal of driving licence”

This is the part 2 of the form:
To be filled by a registered medical prectinor appoined the purpose by the government or persons authorised in this benaif by the state government:

After the usual name, address and date of birth entries…here comes the real thing-
1.Is the application to be best of your judgement subject to epliasay veetigo or mental adment likely to effect his dificency? Yes/no

2.Dose the applicant suffer from any hurt or lung disorde with might interefer with the performance of his duties driver? Yes/no

3.Is there any defect of vision? Is so has been corrected by suitable spectable?
Yes/no
4.Can the applicant suffer ready distinguish the pigmantry colur red & green?
Yes/no

5.Dose the applicant suffer from a degree of deafness with would prevent this
meaning the ordinary sound signal? Yes/no

6.Does the applicant suffer from in the blindness? Yes/no

7.Has the applicant any deformity or loss member with would inter for with the emidient yariomance of has duties & deliver is so given you reasoning detail?
Yes/no

8.Does the shown any drive of being addited to excessive use of alcohal to because or drugs? Yes/no

9.What is the night of the applicant? Do you consider that hight will diseve geous for his to have octer vision of the road while driving? Yes/no

10.Is he mentally bill persons? Yes/no

11.Is the suffering from any defect in movement control or muscular power or either
arm limb? Yes/no

12.Does he suffer from attacks of lossconselousness from any cause?
Yes/no

13.Is he able to distinguish with eash eye at distance of 25 metters good day light motor date? Yes/no

14. If he is your opining general danger to the public? Yes/no

It took me two readings to know what it all really meant. The first time I burst out laughing but as soon as I realised the relevance of the thing I was bewildered.

The RTO was going down the drain…was what I thought!
Who should be held responsible for this??

Well, the spelling mistakes could be overlooked keeping in mind the fact that maybe it was written by someone who had little/no knowledge about English…but then isn’t this reviewed by any higher authority??
My mind was brimming with these questions …and then I got the point.
This was INDIA.
Most of the government departments are going down the drain…it was just that this RTO thing had caught my notice.

Come to think of it…there are greater issues to be addressed, aren’t there??…Mistakes in a driving licence form hardly matter…

The day they do matter, INDIA would be a transformed nation…
And we won’t mind saying this from the bottom of our hearts…Mera Bharat Mahaan!!

Just like that…!!!

a few random thoughts...
kept it really simple and straight!!!

p.s: this is the shortest thing i've ever written.

Strange are the ways,
How people meet.
It could be that bus stop
On a bustling street.

You begin by talking
And end up as friends.
The persistence of this friendship
On you it all depends

Such a journey may well last
For an hour or so
Or it might span a lifetime
You never know!!!

Some sugar, salt and love.......

That day I saw you,
Arguing with your neighbor
Your anger did surprise me-
But I couldn’t help it

That day I saw you,
Lifting a stray pup off the pavement
Your compassion touched my heart-
And I couldn’t help it

Today I see you
All serene and mature.

That day I saw you,
Haggling with the vegetable vendor
Your demeanor left me astonished-
But I couldn’t help it

That day I saw you,
Buying those flowers across the street
Your fragrance spread all around-
And I couldn’t help it

Today I see you
Still fresh and youthful.

That day I saw you,
Walking down the road with your broken shoe
Your desperation all concealed-
But I couldn’t help it

That day I saw you,
Chatting away with your friend
Your smile so engrossing-
And I couldn’t help it

As I see you today,
Growing old with me
All I do is count - the blessings’
God’s been showering
On"You and Me"

The perfect stranger

Silhouetted against the full moon
A shadow brushed past me,
No words escaped my lips
And I wondered-
How long could this quiet be??

A patient listener.
A silent speaker.
A perfect stranger.

Night simply grew darker
Further away the shadow did seem,
My eyes began searching
And I thought-
What could an absence mean??

An inspiring friend.
A dedicated companion.
A perfect stranger.

Suddenly, the stars appeared brighter
The shadow stood close by,
A lone tear wetted my cheek
And I smiled-
The answer to my how & what & why….

He, with the kindest heart;
He, with the purest soul
He, “the perfect stranger”!!!

My fair lady?????

Poetry’s taken a back seat as of now…(sad)
This novel idea of writing a piece that comments on one of the ongoing advertisements on television is courtesy ‘doc’ (thanks for being so inspirational!)

It’s about this fairness cream called…
Leave that...(They all sound the same)!!
I haven’t seen it a hundred times to quote it exactly but here’s a gist of it-
The girl and her family visit the guy’s house to see if he is worth getting married to…(surprise, surprise!)
In reality it’s the opposite-the boy along with his parents go and see the girl, she brings in the tea and other eatables (to show her culinary skills!!), they chat about each others likes and dislikes and God knows what else… (This knowledge is courtesy our TV soaps and Hindi films)

Well, the ad then proceeds to the guy bringing in the tea (more surprise); he then plays the Sitar (music lover!) And finally shows his dancing talent as well (Kathak!!)
The girl is impressed (wow!!) and she says “yes”.
The ad thus concludes and the voice says “fairever lagane se ye toh hona hi tha”…something like that!!(Fairever…that’s the name of the cream)

So what did it imply??
You could reject or select a guy after seeing his abilities (of course).
This was my interpretation of the ad!!

A few months back there was a lot of hue and cry over these so-called fairness cream commercials…they encouraged women folk to use them and look more 'beautiful' (*yawn*) and 'fair' (*a bigger yawn*)
i never paid much attention to it all...what was the big deal??

Then this ad came and made me think...
Besides I saw some matrimonial ads in the newspaper as well(no raised eyebrows, pleeease!!)
And then I understood it all….
Everyone wants a "fair, slim, beautiful girl"; you see beauty comes before brains
everywhere!!(I never knew that)
Hmmm…
So where does it leave all those who are not that fair?? (Normal Indian complexion is as such whitish)…
Don’t they get good jobs or good-looking guys (if that’s so very important) and cant they fulfill all their dreams??

I couldn’t answer that!!
ANSWERS ANYONE???????

WHAT’S ON MY MIND????

Just yesterday I’d gone to the kitchen to get myself a glass of water. As I rinsed my glass I saw the other utensils waiting to get washed up as well. And so I ended up leaving them all spotlessly clean (thanks to “Pril” liquid!!)
Hmm…but, it wasn’t what I’d entered the kitchen for…its not that I don’t like doing it.
‘Cleaning utensils’…is one activity (if you do call it one… I don’t know) I enjoy doing immensely...(may seem a bit mad but who cares!).

The clanging and banging of the vessels…the slurring tap water…the lather produced by the union of the soap and the sponge and then those absolutely clean, grease free vessels…satisfies me completely!!!!!
But wait…why am I explaining all this…
I’d actually wanted to pen down a poem (quite usual) and ended up writing about my cleaning experience (very unusual)

But this is what life is all about…isn’t it??
It seldom goes according to one’s plans (mine never does!!)
And still we (‘I’) don’t stop planning and continue thinking of what’s going to happen next…
Maybe I’ll delete this piece but then I end up posting it on my blog!!

Ah! It’s just a state of one’s mind you see!!

[My mind to be more specific!!]

.....................???

I wrote it but cudnt think of a title..so plz do read it and suggest something!!

The sparkling water shies away
As sunlight touches its face
But the trees along the river bank
Begin to dance with grace

The vast undergrowth shrugs a bit
Wanting to scatter the sunray
And the earth that lies beneath
Tries to hide itself in some or the other way

Morning breeze soon engulfs
Wheezing through the leaves
As chirping birds spread out their wings
Flying away in search of their needs

A lone cricket sits quietly
Nibbling a blade of green grass
While a young frog croaks out load
Eager to exhibit its class

The huge ball of fire now,
Establishes itself in the sky
When suddenly from nowhere appears a cloud
That is about to cry

Alas! The bright and sunny day
Loses it vibrant smile
Yet the land is still cheerful
It had been waiting for this all the while

The green surroundings had witnessed
Rains, a few days back
So by the earth’s yearning
They are taken aback

How would they know,
What the rains meant to her
For they were the answers
To her prayer…

She who wished
Her offsprings to bloom forever…
Who could she be?
Other than EARTH, the eternal mother…

WINNING TIMES!!

Saturday, 15th April 2006
INDIA TAKES ON ENGLAND IN THE LAST MATCH OF THE TVS CUP AT INDORE…
These were the headlines on the sports page of the leading English daily….

A match at Indore. I’d been waiting for this since the schedule for England’s tour of India
had been announced some 2 months back.
So what if England had lost 4 out of the 5 matches of the series. After all every new match had it’s own share of excitement. England were playing badly in the one-dayers (considering their performance in the tests, they had captured the Ashes after beating Australia 2-1…This victory had come after 18 long years…last one being in 1987) but that wasn’t my worry!!

My sessional exams were to begin on 15th April, the day of the match (such an auspicious date). But then you see miracles do happen…and in my case they did!!
My exams were rescheduled and now they were to start from 17th April (as if it made a difference).
Now my problem, the first paper-Pathology and Microbiology. Microbiology was interesting (bacteria and their sterilization) but I wish I could say the same for Pathology (I never could develop a liking for it). Better still I hadn’t studied it till now (so clever of me!!)

Well whatever, I had to watch the match…anyhow!! Dad being a member of the MPCA (Madhya Pradesh cricket association) was entitled to 2 passes for the match.
Great!!
THANK GOODNESS FOR SMALL MERCIES (in this case it was a big mercy!!)

“How are going to manage your studies? ”, aai’s query.
“Arre, its Sunday the day after…Waise bhi it’s not that tough, course bhi kam hai”, my confident answer.
“Fine then you can go”
This was 14th afternoon. That same night I don’t know what prompted me into saying this-“Aai, if you wish you and Akshu can go watch the match…I got to study”.
(Ye maine kya keh diya?)

Aai was more than happy…and all I did was bang my head on the bed…hard!!!
The next morning, dad, mom and Akshu left me alone at home and went to see the match.
I tried studying but all the while my eyes were glued on to the TV set. India had won the toss and had put England in to bat…they were 288 all out in their fifty overs…



At around 1p.m mom called “Akshu wants to come home…if you want you can come here and bring along one of your friends”…I pinched myself… “Was it really aai’s voice”…who else could it be…how foolish of me!!

Phone in my hand I dialled Priyanka’s number. “Free hai naa…chal match dekhne chalte hai”. She was like “Mera paper hai Monday ko…(she’s studying engineering) par no problem manage kar lungi…(he he)…reach your place in half an hour”
“Done, I’ll wait for you”


We reached the stadium late…(the damning traffic!!)The last ten overs of India’s batting…and the Indians were cruising along. Yuvraj Singh and Suresh Raina were at the crease…


We found our seats and grabbing a can of coke each sat down to enjoy the match
The whole atmosphere was rocking; the chants of “JEETEGA BHAI JEETEGA, INDIA JEETEGA” and girls shouting “Yuvi, Yuvi” made me realize what it was like to watch a match LIVE.



In a cricket crazy nation like ours there’s never a dull moment in any match…
As Yuvraj hit the winning runs the whole stadium erupted!!!
India had won the match by 7 wickets and the series 5-1…hurray!!!
And I had seen the match (a part of it…) LIVE!!
Shreesanth was declared man of the match for his 6 wickets and India found a new opener in Robin Uthappa who scored 86…everything had gone India’s way!!

As Rahul Dravid lifted the cup we promised each other not to tell the other girls about our adventure (nahi tha kya??)
Wow, the feeling was yet to sink in and as we chatted about the final moments of the match, smiles just couldn’t leave our faces…

I did manage to pass my patho-micro exam (pura din aur raat padhna pada) and our secret remained one till I myself revealed it here!!
I know Priyanka won’t have a problem with that!!! What say???

THE ONLY DIFFERENCE

this wasnt what i had wanted to write..but then even i dont know how i managed it..its not the best but still different than what i have written uptil now!!

Oh! My dear country
My life is for my nation
Shouts the elected leader
While delivering his lengthy speech

Yes, my dear people
All those who brought me here
I’ll always be there
Forever within your reach

Ah! my dear motherland
With all its glory alive
Cries the wounded soldier
Finding no words that could teach

All his fellow countrymen
His brothers and sisters alike
Till the soul lies within him
His nation’s honor wont be breached

Laying your life for your mother’s sake
Is better than making promises that are fake
A single martyr outnumbers thousands of leaders
Is a simple message that 'HE' doesn’t intend to preach

ANSWER ME??

Betrayal was one thing I never did expect
For I always treated ‘Man’ with due respect,

A deafening noise and that prolonged silence
Marked the beginning of bloodshed and violence

Friends had turned foes overnight
In the name of religion they did fight

All around me the world collapsed
And so the time for survival-lapsed

Ears filled with cries and screams
Few dared rush to gather their scattered dreams

Was this a cruel joke? I asked myself
Into my past I tried to delve

Immortal wasn’t what I’d meant to be
Yet my existence was nevertheless worthy

Humanity is what I’m called
Why then the present leaves me appalled?

If my end is drawing near,
Why is then mankind shedding a tear??

It’s my belief, my firm faith…
I might be forgotten, but won’t ever die a death!!

THERE'S NO TITLE..

The following lines have been written for AYESHA, my bestest friend.
we've shared sum great moments together during school time..
As she's just started her new life, i wish that all her desires are fulfilled and she stays happy forever!!!
this is for you Ayesha,

When we first talked
There was silence all around
It still surprises me
Are u the friend, I’d found?

When those times ended
There were no formal good byes
Why then those tears
Begged to leave my eyes?

When we had misunderstandings
I knew you’d go away
Still I wished… I just wished
You would stay

Whenever we get to meet
Everything seems to go wrong
Then why do the birds chirp?
And the trees sing along?

You are my sweetest friend
And all the above then makes sense
For whenever you are there
My world is devoid of all pretence

You allow me to be myself
I discover the real ‘ME’
Who’s nice and sweet and innocent
And at times silly and crazy

Thanks for sharing my friendship
Thanks for all your rudeness too
Try not to forget me
For I’ll never forget you!!!

SHE WAS...

It was a part of my routine
To have coffee while reading a book
It was indeed fascinating to see
Those charming girls give me “that look”

Today was altogether different
I reached the place later than ever
And so that wonderful incident
Was etched in my memory forever

She glanced at me through her glasses
And gave me the warmest of smiles
I caught hold of myself
And started gazing at the flooring tiles

Her flowing hair and honest eyes
Made me think of someone really close
Whose love I always longed for
She was the one I chose

That lady was my life
With her untiring efforts and beads of perspiration
She was a part of me
She was my one and only inspiration

The lady in front with her serene face
Reminded me of none other
But the one who left me years ago
Whom I so lovingly called “My Mother”

NO STRINGS ATTACHED

Darkness falls
As the time comes near,
His fate’s gonna be
Sealed forever…

Asked to keep his
Dreams aside,
He has to give up
He has to abide.

There may be a name
And some fame too,
But strumming a guitar
Ain’t the thing to do.

Music is his passion
Its just that plain,
Aren’t they able to see
His pain.

As darkness falls, the
Moon shines bright,
The stars twinkle
And enlighten the night.

The decision’s being taken
As he holds his breath,
Its as if he’s struggling
Between life and death.

If music it is
Then let that be,
Hold the guitar and
Let the world see.

With tears in those eyes
He picks the guitar & tunes his strings,
Ready to fly with
His newly acquired wings.

As his music drifts
Through the air,
A heavenly voice
Is heard out there.

If you have it in you
If it’s in your soul,
No one can ever stop you
From achieving your goal.

LOST…AND FOUND

Walking through the woods
I was searching for light
The forest was dark
There was no one in sight

A blinding mist
Soon engulfed me
My eyes were still open
But nothing could I see

Through those dense bushes
I kept on moving
Never to realize
Where I was heading

It took some time
But I soon came to know
Round and round the forest
I did go

Tears now left my eyes
I now pleaded to him
“Show me the way my lord,
That leads away from sin”

As these words came out
The mist cleared showing the light
My destination was
Now finally in sight

The blinding mist never did exist
I myself had closed my eyes
And went on the often treaded path
Not withstanding that it was full of deceit and lies

At last I realized this-
“Life’s darkness doesn’t last really long
If there’s purity in your soul
And your lips chant the prayer song”

BETTER LEFT UNSAID…

Evading those sharks
I battled a gigantic wave
I still can’t fathom
What I was trying to save

Through the unending desert
And the ever-hot sand
I was trying my best
To catch hold of your hand

Amidst the dark forest
I fought the thorny growth
To find that someone
Who was a part of my oath

Now I was freezing
Thanks to those flakes called snow
Why was I doing this?
Even I didn’t know

The winding road
And the narrow lane
Those whispering voices
Made me realize, I was insane!!

I traveled the whole planet
Just to find you
Not for my dear self
But for the one who admired you for true!

My feelings were fake
And they actually were
Why then did I need you?
The answer’s not here

Seeing you smile
I’m all satisfied
From that day onwards
It was my heart alone that cried…

LOVE IS….

Love is to, let her talk
Love is to, also hear him out

Love is to, feel the sorrow in her eyes
Love is to, ask him to let go his emotions at times

Love is to, see her just smile
Love is to, note the twinkle in his eyes

Love is to, cook him a dish he likes
Love is to, eat out of her hand once in a while

Love is to, let him watch his favorite team play
Love is to, not mention about the game the next day

Love is to, watch a romantic movie together
Love is to, lend your ‘kerchief when she cant hold back a tear

Love is to, not consider her as any other friend
Love is to, fake a smile, when he says, “she’s just a friend”

Love is to, laugh at his silliest joke
Love is to, feel jealous if she speaks of some other bloke

Love is to, appreciate her new hairstyle
Love is to, let him buy a tee of his choice

Love is to, sincerely respect her strengths
Love is to, allow him to handle his weaknesses



Love isn’t just about hugs-n-kisses but it’s about comfort and each other’s presence…
To be just there for him/her doesn’t mean to be somewhere near...
LOVE is an inspiration that helps in achieving the impossible!!

SWEET REMINISCENCES

As I walk down my memory lane
I remember those days
When I was a child
So different were my ways

There were no worries at all
My life was a carefree one
I never thought of the consequences
What was done was done

There was nothing to ponder upon
Nothing at all to think about
Those were the days of fun
True- there’s absolutely no doubt

Those times I can’t ever forget
When each moment was spent
Thinking of doing those things
Of which I always dreamt

The cheerful sounds around me
Can still be distinctly heard
Alas! A picture of it if painted
Would turn out to be blurred

For years have come and gone
Changes occurred in the picture’s characters
Also there has been a transformation
In people’s character

Today what’s there is there
Time is so difficult to beat
But yes, the memories of yesteryear
Will forever be sweet

My remembrances are sweet
And sweet they shall remain
In the future too…when I decide
To walk down my memory lane, again!

MOVE ON......

Two simple words…
It’s easier said than done. Isn’t it??

Failure, an unexpected loss, the sorrow of not being able to live up to one’s own expectations, the pain of unfulfilled dreams…the list is endless!!
There are times when there seems no hope, one feels let down by life, but then the world doesn’t come to an end. Does it?
No, never…why would it??
Actually why should it??
Think about it, ponder and soon you’ll realize that these two ordinary words
“Move on…” do help.I tried saying these to myself and thus moved on in life…………

ME..A SINNER??

Me is a picture of misery
With seeds of guilt that were sown
Leading a solitary life
Betrayed by my very own

My shadows have left me long ago
I lie alone in this dreary cell
Yes, I’m free…from that place
That should be rightly called hell

A hell on earth where dreams were crushed
And painful cries replaced those cheerful voices
Life was a mistake and so was death
Alas! I had no other choices

Motherhood died a silent death
As a newborn was killed each time
Not a son but a daughter if born
Was such an unforgivable crime

Putting the devil to shame
Humanity turned cold
But my soul did question me
Such a sight, how could I behold

And so my sword drew out the blood
Bringing an end to the Satan’s reign
My revenge was such, I know
He won’t dare to rise again

A picture of misery I still am
Seeking justice from my Lord
“Death’s too easy, for me to deserve
And life’s isn’t what I could now afford”

FOREVER..only you

All my words were lost
It seems my lips got sealed
I lay there looking at u
And my painful wounds just healed

Those days of long ago
Flashed thru my old eyes
I believe “the body can die
But the soul never dies”

Decades have passed ever
Since I first met you
That emotion was so different
That feeling so new

‘Twas the four-letter word
Falling in which everyone dread
Keep away from it
Was what they always said

Your voice
The perfect melody
Your sheer presence
Ah! Eternity

How could I stay…?
Stay away from you
Alas! My feelings
The whole world knew

The ruthless world, as it is
Tore us apart
Though the body was killed
But the soul couldn’t depart

I waited for centuries
To me it now seems
You were there alongside me
Always present in my dreams

As I see you today
Fate betrays me again
No tears wet my eyes
But it does begin to rain

Taking my last breath
I leave you forever
But my memories shall remain
And you’ll be alone never!!

RIPE..sums it all

I was just three
When I saw it for the first time
I marveled at its size
As it conversed with the sunshine

It had other companions
Yet it stood alone
Every other thing grew beside it
Not daring to capture its throne

Attracted was I
To this green wonder
And couldn’t help falling in love
Seeing it bloom with its entire splendor

Sheltering me from terrible heat
Were its spreading branches & innumerable leaves
Hugging it tightly made me realize
The magic that a trunk could weave

Its affection seemed unending
When I watered it with tears
Its happiness knew no bounds
When I did overcome all my fears

Years have come and gone
Leaves withered and turned dry
But the fruits, shall keep ripening
Never to say goodbye

As I move ahead in life
My heart is full of glee
Remembering all the moments
Spent with that magnificent ‘mango tree’