Monday, May 7, 2012

The magical laughter



Thoughts regarding every sphere of my life that I could possibly think of wandered my mind. After a hectic day, strolling in the garden, I tried recollecting all that I had planned and some of the lots that had actually happened. I killed some more time finding out the odds between what man thinks and what actually happens.

Starting with career moving on to personal relations, my mind went through the earlier achievements and reconfirmed the future aspirations. All this was making me uncomfortable and inspite of the realisation, I forced myself into thinking harder. At times, one tortures oneself in a hope that once the aim is set, it would be easier chasing it. Engrossed in thoughts, I dint realize when it turned dark. Struggling with alter egos, it was getting difficult deciding whom to favor.

By now, philosophy was all around and I could relate with all the uncertainties of life. Looking for happiness, I tried turning each stone of various spheres of life. Was I missing something? I, certainly, am not doing something the way it ought to be done. Should I give more importance to my professional life or was it something on the personal front that was missing? All of a sudden, life seemed so complicated! Is being happy not what the ultimate aim is, why was it being so difficult to attain?

A burst of laughter in between the heavy thoughts brought me mentally to where I physically was. Out of curiosity, I peeped from the gap between the bars of the huge gate. A labor with tools tied at the front of his cycle was laughing with his wife who sat behind holding an aluminum lunch box. They too were probably done for the day.

All of a sudden I had all the answers.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Someday!


“If you think it is good for you, go ahead. Your words and promises would not hurt me if I knew you were happier. Association of six months should not come in the way of a lifelong decision, I don’t want you to regret this later.” Beauty was firm and meant every single word she said.

She could never be with a man who had doubts that he could have someone better. “If you think it was for money, I have enough of my own-thank you. I don’t care for the car either, in case you’ve forgotten you didn’t have one when we were introduced. Not your looks, if you so think, because that’s not something that would last forever besides I am no less. I don’t mind the social dogmas and the different background we hail from either.” Beauty had said to the Blithe on a previous occasion during the winter the previous year.

A few months later on a relaxed Saturday afternoon Blithe was back again, he asked how it was going with the lawyer…'it wasn’t going to go anywhere I suppose as it hasn’t been since last September! Though he would drop in every few weeks to check in if I changed my mind, a good man indeed but something went missing'. There have been many a men besides the lawyer that Beauty had turned down starting at the early age of nineteen.






“haha..little you and your big attitude!” remarked the Blithe…and beauty couldn’t stop smiling…those were the moments she cherished the most…he genuinely made her break through her serious avatar and laugh forgetting the whole world around, smile…smile even when he was long gone.

“I know you like mature kinds” he would say. “Do I really?” she would reconsider what she had once said. “Someone whose life is more sorted out.” Beauty would stare at the blank wall, “Hmm”.

She would have liked to say “someone I connect with like I do with you, someone I could open my heart to, shout when I am stressed, frown and smile at the same time at his silliest jokes.”

“Someone I would wait eagerly to talk to, who could connect with me emotionally and someone I could keep talking to till I fall asleep. Someone who would like to know each and every detail of my day, and someone I would talk to every few hours because I missed him. Someone whose day would be complete only after he talked to me and whose snore would make me fall even deeper for him.” She would have said.

“Someone I could connect spiritually too, when our souls would be lost in this big world searching for something unknown and I would stand at the end to encourage you, tell you that I believe in you.” She would have said.

“All of this and much more is why I feel so deeply for you. Though it has never been or perhaps would never be any formal bonding but I am connected to you at so many levels. We have maintained silence for undecided periods, have tried looking for someone special overlooking each other’s existence but no one has ever been or would ever be such natural a companion as we have been. It seems as our souls have been interwoven and are in a divine rhythm which gets sharper and higher…and it would take quite some time to come back and sync with the others that are played by notes and sung by a rehearsed choir.” She would have said.

It was late evening by this time and the Blithe had to go out with his friends; she kept all that to herself waiting for some more appropriate time. She looked at the sky drawing the curtains aside as she said “have a good time, bye” and smiled all by herself. He made her feel so good! “I’ll catch you once I am back, stay up” he said being happy and satisfied.

         …the Blithe never got to know why he was so special to her…



Sunday, August 21, 2011

Realisation



Not meeting 
Each other's expectations
Is what it has been
And we drift apart yet again

You dint understand then
I still don't even now
We might not feel the same for the other
Is infact well known

Neither should be sorry or sad
We crossed each other
And that's enough a reason
For us to be glad

The In-side


We've seen the sky
When it's calm and bright
People so connect
And everything looks beautiful

Not every cloud is crystal clear
The sky isn't monotonous
There are ones that are dark
Known to roar everywhere

Not all is as it seems
If its thunder and lightning
That we associate them with
Aren’t those the ones that bring in rain?

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Being stupid


A simple greeting would make such difference
Never so consciously thought
An initiative from you to say a 'hello'
Is all I really want

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Bheed ka hissa...



bola tha sahi tumne
hum bhi hain bheed ka hissa
kuch hain humare jaise
kuch humse bhi umda

dhoonda na tumko unmein
to na ye galatfehmi rakhna
bheed me to ho tum bhi
bas in nazron ki khata thi
jo tumko alag samjha

Thursday, July 28, 2011

A co-traveler


I offer it as I see you
For you to hold yet again
You pause and hold it loose
Still pondering
On walking besides or passing by

Don’t be so thoughtful
No need to be scared
You did no wrong
And you would not now

We walk the same lane
Where I once had a freewheel journey
Nurturing the wonders by my side
For I believed you could see the path ahead
And I still not find no reason
Why it shouldn't have been that way

No matter how far we traveled alone
This seems familiar again
With the same old me and I think it is you
No matter we took separate routes

Never imagined life would take
this road unseen
Yet glad that our paths crossed
For a few miles though may be

As said earlier
And I say that again
It had always been a dream
I kept on dreaming
But things did not so remain

Shaken up and awakened
I explore the real world
Trust me though not sooner
Everything seemed fairer 

A dreamer I would remain
I lend my hand yet again
Not to be lost in time or kind
But to hold yours and walk with you
Till you
Your destination find...