Phenomenal Power!

Leave your eyes blindfolded to redundant images
Which do not lead you to the fore but haunt over 

mute those ruthless words that come pounding
never then will you have to gush out any wounding 

keep peace to uphold the balance and  your sanity
of not the world around  but begin with your own self 

never drive yourself  down slide but create serenity
because you decide on the good things you are offered 

for that thinking and judgments have a profound value
you have  power to make or break your undiscovered day

What my Saturdays will miss here onwards!

Every Saturday the first thing I look forward to after finishing my daily chores is to read The Hindu. I, of course, read it everyday and even believe my day is not complete without at least glancing at the pages from back-to-front.
 

Saturdays, however, I look forward to every week to a column written by one of my favorite columnists, Bishwanath Gosh. Reading his column brings a smile to my face, and sometimes I even laugh at loud. His columns are hilarious, informative, entertaining and what not. Needless to say I was eager to read his column last Saturday and grabbed the newspaper and sat with a cup of tea. I freaked out dramatically, and my mom came from the kitchen to see what was wrong. I squeaked "Bishwanath Gosh is not gonna write the Saturday column anymore!"" My mom gave me a "I wish my daughter was sane" look and vanished.

I re-read the whole column and pouted for almost an hour thinking how much I will miss the column. This columnist used to write about a bizarre range of things from about writing about his love for idlies, which I don't share, to about the times in his childhood. Like in on of his columns he had written about the entry of colour televisions to his home, and I didn't stop laughing long after reading it.

 He had written, which roughly translates like this -I loved watching the highlights of the test matches on the brand-new  TV and later when we were playing cricket on the ground I told my friend "I don't know why we fuss about one person bowling six balls, in International cricket Kapil bowls two balls then Bedi bowls three balls, and Kapil bowls 1 again."
 

Weird isn't it? How these faceless people warm your hearts with words. This is when I wish, I could write better. I am sure going to miss the Life In A Metro column but like he mentioned in his column all good things have to come to an end. Even so, the upside is you have better things to look forward to, perhaps, his book on Chennai!

Wordless Wednesday

This picture somehow reminds me of a quote I read in Siddhartha by Herman Hesse (a very insightful book)

"Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.""

Make Your Choice

image credit: squiddo.com

The choice is always yours…

To stand by your belief or succumb to circumstance,
Search for the light or stay forever in the shadow,
Leave the door closed or take few steps to open it,
Presume things or make courage to clarify them

The choice is always yours…

Wait for the path to clear or the clean the clutter,
Expect the other to speak or give an inviting smile,
Mull over the indistinct future or live the present,
Curse the falling world or become the amended

The choice is indeed yours…

Laugh over the incident or surrender to the suffering,
Hunt for appreciation outside or gain self reverence,
Regret over your past or accept it as a part of your life,
Wreck your life with hate or treat each second with love

Helpless

When you know what is needed to be done
To make a untainted heart stop bleeding,
To not let another precious tear drop,
To never cause another excruciating pain

But you also know nothing that is done
Can bring back the charming smile,
Can let the one flip back to chirpy talks,
Can feel the fragrance of liveliness

You can curse everyone around,
Try your best way to give a hand,
Wish fervently for a miracle to unfold,
Listening intently for a creek of hope

But the hurt of feeling helpless,
Is what you never want to suffer,
But perhaps solutions like time,
Can bear all from even the worst

A toast !

Here is to the year that’s all most going to past its expiration date-2011!
As always another year of astounding, distressing and treasured moments
Gifted with happiness, adventure, peace for a greater part of the year
Whether your beam balance shifted more towards the left or right side
The memories and experiences are nothing but a blessing in disguise!

To the New Year, who will give us a devoted company for another 365 days,
Let the year be wrapped with tonnes of love, harmony, compassion and hope
While indulging in all the treasures we own and are blessed to have or had 

Take time to be grateful for all those in our life and appreciate the second we live in
Be blessed throughout the year and a blessing any where and everywhere you go.

Happy New year!!!

I want to

I want to

look at the sun rising without having

any other contemplation waiting in the back.

read a piece of news without having

to regret about reading it in the first place.

I want to

relish my food in every bite without

gasping at the calories that went in.

sleep through the night peacefully without

having to anticipate the proceeding day.

I want to

express about all that I always wanted without

having to think about the unforeseen criticism.

to rant rightfully about everything that annoys me

without having to always wear the serene costume

I want to

laugh at all the silly possible things without

having to deliberate if it is troublesome.

speak out my earnest thoughts without

having to hurt or criticize the other soul

I want to

love with all that is possible I have, without

having to expect the same from the treasured.

 breathe every second to the fullest, without

having to regret the past or foresee the future.

A sort of epiphany!

Pic clicked by me at Yercaud :)

Not so long ago released from your conquer,

I rejoiced each second of my liberation,

But here you are to annihilate the positivity,

Upholding the secret to erase my beliefs


I am struggling hard to get over you,

Rummaging into my random thoughts,

Imagining all that is so much appalling,

Which will slice deeper into my feeble heart


I plead not for you to give me my freedom,

Nor demand what rightfully belongs to me,

For I know to conquer my own deepest fear,

Will return you forever to where you belong


With this conviction searching deep roots,

And my mind and heart for once together,

With hope radiating I decide to end this verse,

And  a smile wishing you will  finally give in

To Let Go- The right and The wrong

The three most difficult words in my dictionary To Let Go, whether it is an  event or a prized possession or more difficult a person. I find it extremely difficult to even to think about letting go. I have heard countless suggestions and saying about the reason you would need to let go and why it could be the best for you but indeed its a heart-wrenching process especially if it is a person.

How many times have I done it in the past? Oh yeah! many a times but why does it feel extremely difficult like its your first time whenever you have to move on in life or leave someone for good (what is good? They say, you will eventually find out.  If I live o see it, may be!), trying hard not to think about what possibly went wrong when you put your heart and soul for it to be cordial.

And to think about it again and again makes me feel miserable, awkward and helpless.Oh no, I am not wanting this to a self-pity party! How could I pity myself when in the first place if I decided not get into the slump, the world would have still looked beautiful. I am not going to blame the person involved, which could be the best way to do. Right-the blame game is not around the corner too! Or I guess I am past all those easy evasive ways.

So what's is my worry? Here it is. I keep wondering.. and wondering and wondering What must have gone wrong or unnoticed? When you give your best and leave the rest, and the rest  does not do any justice the best you gave. What happens? That is how I feel now. I know life is not Google to give you some billion possibilities or answers in some nano seconds. So Life says, here is the deal. You move on and I ll try to tell you what might have went wrong. Oh of course, sickening  way to help you , I say!

OK another possibility. I decide to let go some one who meant so much to me and have meticulously tried all possibilities to forget the sourness and get away or live with it. Here comes the next step of difficulties. The next time you think not twice but thrice but umpteen number of times before you decide to get close with someone.There again you are going to hurt someone by not letting them in. So it haunts you wherever you go, my personal ghost!

Sometimes life seems to be such a clutter. Think again, it is mostly the clutter put by you to analyse it later but never looked back. They seem to pile up and become toxic. I know there is always a choice, I am weighing the possible choices but the choice to get back the person still could be the best ,may be not the easy one.

Well, it seems to be one of those times, for now!!!

Image courtesy-tickled by life.

WHY

Why does it for a time feel this is it,
only to learn it was never meant to be

Why does a decision feel all flawless,
only to repent it in next to no time

 
Why does someone seem off beam,
only to find the hidden gem before long
Why does a place make you feel awful,
only rather to miss it when gone

 
Why does a person be despised utterly,
only to become your solitary interest
Why does a friend make you feel good,
only later to see through the unspoken

 
Why does a day feel ominous outside,
 only to be awaken it was all within
Why some questions are never answered,
only to find they were never questioned

Untitled!

Today was a day of surprises. Reason one- I decided to clean my book shelf (which happens once in  a blue moon) and successfully managed (and this one is rarer than a blue moon) to complete the task.Reason two- While tidying up, I was amazed to discover my diary dated back to 2003. Curiosity got the better of me and I decided to read through it.

A Page in my diary (Year 2003)

Of course most of it contained articles and photos  on CRICKET. What else should have I expected  from a cricket maniac back then and that too with  the year being host to my most cherished Cricket world cup. The 2011 WC might have pushed the 2003 WC a step backward for obvious reasons, yet 2003 is still close to my heart.

Well coming back, the reason I decided to write a post something I have tried to put off all this while is:

The sound of rain on my window pane,

Sight of the wind whipping like a cane,

Swinging of the trees along the lane,

Insist me to forget the pain.

The brown eyed angel in my den,

The rhymes we danced with the hen,

The days we had fun till ten,

Brings back a smile right then.

A scoop of my favourite ice-cream,

About which I always dream,

The sight of which makes me scream,

Always makes my face beam.

Arm in arm with you on a road,

Both of us singing like a toad,

Wishing to be heard aloud,

Aiming for nothing but the cloud.

Yeah spot on! This was a poem (well, at least that's what i had meant to write ) written by me way back in 2003. I did not have to finish reading it to start giggling. I do not remember the circumstance that made me pen this down or who precisely was the "angel" or what was my "pain" or who was that "you", though I am certain my favourite ice-cream was and is CHOCOLATE. Nevertheless, this made my day.

Childhood  is the best season offered to us and life indeed is about these little pleasures.

Laugh with all you have.

Cheers!!!

Paper, Ink, Glue and more...

A companion to sail down a long journey,

A Compassionate to pour your heart into,

A pacifier to tranquil your mind and soul,

A persuader to lead you to the undiscovered,

A humorist to tickle your funny bone,

A therapist to untangle the stumbling blocks,

A melodramatic to earn all your sympathy,

A performer to let your eyes take the pleasure in,

A galvanizer to walk you through the unfamiliar,

A scholar to reason out all your vision,

A possession to ensure a new chapter,

A treasure to pass on, a book to hold on

KALEIDOSCOPE OF NATURE

To let the first drop of rain fall on your face,

To chase a butterfly round a vivid garden in vain,

To allow the cool wind to blow on your skin,

To watch the starlit night and wink at the beautiful moon,

To let your gentle feet hinder the flow of cold stream beneath,

To go as the feet takes you and discover yet another splendour,

To look at the sun set and the vibrant portrait it paints on its way,

To walk along the sea shore careful not to allow the waves to caress your feet,

To stroll deep into the woods and let its mesmerising harmony overwhelm you,

To stare at a flower and recognize the patterns and designs that make them alluring,

To look beyond and find billion reasons to hold on, when everything around you is crumbling.

Hope-To Cope

However gloomy the starless sky may seem,

There is always a chance for moon to beam.

However rugged is the path that waits,

You will find a smooth trail leading to gates.

However rough the sea may rise,

Beyond it may lay a glorious paradise.

However murky the pond may loom,

Life beneath it can forever bloom.

However arid the land has become,

There may be a shower to welcome.

However dark is the world around,

A ray of sunshine can yet hit the ground.

Things do not forever take the familiar road,

But they are  always bundled with Hope aboard.

CONTRADICTIONS

In a crowd I wish to be left alone,

When I am all alone I crave for someone by my side.

When I reach the spot light afterstruggle,

I wish I had stayed in the shadow forever.

On a bright day, I hope for some showers,

When it rains I wish to soak in the sun.

Before it starts, I pray for it toend,

When the end draws, I long for more.

I think its better to remain silent,

When I do, I wish I had expressed better.

I decide to reach out but pull my hand quickly,

but sooner wish I had not acted on my instinct

When I am care-free I wish to take things seriously,

When I am bothered, well I say take it easy.

Thoughts contradicting action is possible, but thoughts challenging thoughts?! I believe is possible and more so indispensable to GO ON...

After all didn't some one say-"life is full of contradictions"! and that's what makes life interesting too.

Always!!!

When I fret over the fact that I am mostly hated,

U made me realize am not that ill-fated,

So I am assured am lucky to have you by my side.

 

I do not remember much of our childhood time,

But whether it was us being the partners in crime,

Or pitted against each other, at the end of the nothing really matters,

So I was assured am lucky to have you by my side.

When rest of them were interested in who were the best of the two,

We still wanted the best for each other in whatever we do,

So I was assured am lucky to have you by side.

My life has had its share of the best memories

And there are times I have thought my life is doomed

And If were to share it all with u, I know you will stand by me

So I was assured am lucky to have you by my side

You are supposed to talk nineteen to the dozen,

Yet I know there are things in your heart that are frozen,

No one is perfect but your perfections masks the imperfection

So I was assured am lucky to have you by my side.

Days may turn into nights,

You will scale heights,

Assure me you will still be my side!

In memory!

You said my smile is beautiful,

I found your soul beautiful.

We met by chance, became friends by choice

You have changed me in ways you never meant to.

I read because of you and still read because of you,

You thought way ahead of me but always taught me too.

I have spent some beautiful times with you,

I still wonder if you would even remember them.

You told you would be happy to be in touch with me,

But I guess like time changes so do people.

When we parted, I never thought we will lose touch

Perhaps we never had the bonding whatsoever

We may not speak again

But I want to let you know

You were someone I would never regret meeting

my heart will always love you even if my mind says otherwise

and thinking of you always bring tears to my eyes!