Hold on, Hang on, let it linger a little while,
I know that you are sad, but you can still flaunt that fake lil’ smile.
The music’s still playing, the bands still in spirits alright.
Don’t hang up your dancing shoes just yet,
Not before the band calls it a night.
Songs will change, as would the rhymes,
The nights still young, you too would find your rhythm – just give it some time.
A night like this may never come again,
It’s all changing, just like it’s always been.
These moments, these times,
Live them up while they are there!
Hold on, hang on, and let it linger too,
Yep, it’ll always be there! :)
“Glad, aren’t you?”
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
Risen
It was not about winning. Neither was it about pride nor glory. The future was pushed back to oblivion and the past had raced way ahead. Nothing was at stake here. There was no question hanging in the air either. It just had to be either way – black or white! No mid-way!
His feet pranced on the ground beneath his feet. His hands didn’t tremble this time as his fingers clasped the cold handle. They had before when he had come across such confrontations but not this once, not at all. The aura of his presence emancipated confidence - the kind a person has when ignorance of the entirety around takes full control of the senses and it overpowers one to the extent that one knows nothing, sees nothing, and thus, has the power to believe everything!
Another step forward and they bowed before each other, never taking their eyes away. The cold rage in his eyes was the purpose and the cause of what the thousand pairs of eyes were to witness. Those eyes, their voices, their multitude thoughts about the righteousness were as distant from him as were his own senses from this cosmos. The sound of the sword when pulled out told him – This is IT! He had just one thought on his mind – To Slay! Whatever is to come up ahead, whatever is to obstruct his way, whatever his sword could make contact with. This thought brought him the kind of power he had only heard stories of as a child. What was he out there for? Because he was there, because he had chosen to, because it was unto him, because he just had to do it, was he The One?!
The swords struck each other twice each demonstrating its power to the other. The third time, the flesh gave away as the blade made it’s way through, testing the extents of their will and frenzy. Gasps followed by silence filled the air. Would the battle choose its victor or would the mind prove that there is no duality – that there actually is no battle that hails one and shames the other. There could only be one, The One?!
“As art thee – Reflections!”
His feet pranced on the ground beneath his feet. His hands didn’t tremble this time as his fingers clasped the cold handle. They had before when he had come across such confrontations but not this once, not at all. The aura of his presence emancipated confidence - the kind a person has when ignorance of the entirety around takes full control of the senses and it overpowers one to the extent that one knows nothing, sees nothing, and thus, has the power to believe everything!
Another step forward and they bowed before each other, never taking their eyes away. The cold rage in his eyes was the purpose and the cause of what the thousand pairs of eyes were to witness. Those eyes, their voices, their multitude thoughts about the righteousness were as distant from him as were his own senses from this cosmos. The sound of the sword when pulled out told him – This is IT! He had just one thought on his mind – To Slay! Whatever is to come up ahead, whatever is to obstruct his way, whatever his sword could make contact with. This thought brought him the kind of power he had only heard stories of as a child. What was he out there for? Because he was there, because he had chosen to, because it was unto him, because he just had to do it, was he The One?!
The swords struck each other twice each demonstrating its power to the other. The third time, the flesh gave away as the blade made it’s way through, testing the extents of their will and frenzy. Gasps followed by silence filled the air. Would the battle choose its victor or would the mind prove that there is no duality – that there actually is no battle that hails one and shames the other. There could only be one, The One?!
“As art thee – Reflections!”
Saturday, February 5, 2011
From the Shadows….
Oh you mere mortal! Slave to the fate!
What powers do you possess – greed, jealousy and hate?!
Chasing forever the elusive happiness, oh! You creature so meek!
Do you even know what is it that you seek?
I do mock you, and I mock you on your face,
Oh right! I see that you are too busy, busy finding your way out of this self-created maze!
You can’t bear the pain; you can’t even share your joy.
Bound and tied, aren’t you? While destiny tosses you around like a toy.
Always seeking that one perfect moment, when christened you shall be, to be seated at your throne.
Oh yes! Surely you’ll get there. But sadly, you will be all alone!
Can you just be happy being what you are?
Can you be satiated just doing what you do?
Do you even realize it’s all very close, never been that far?
If only you could see that it’s all out there, just out there for you?
Saying this, the devil dropped his dark cloak,
There was light all around, as the angelic eyes smiled at this young bloke.
How could he have not seen that it was Him all through?
Even when he felt he’d lost it all,
He came down Himself to say – I am with you!
“A Breather”
What powers do you possess – greed, jealousy and hate?!
Chasing forever the elusive happiness, oh! You creature so meek!
Do you even know what is it that you seek?
I do mock you, and I mock you on your face,
Oh right! I see that you are too busy, busy finding your way out of this self-created maze!
You can’t bear the pain; you can’t even share your joy.
Bound and tied, aren’t you? While destiny tosses you around like a toy.
Always seeking that one perfect moment, when christened you shall be, to be seated at your throne.
Oh yes! Surely you’ll get there. But sadly, you will be all alone!
Can you just be happy being what you are?
Can you be satiated just doing what you do?
Do you even realize it’s all very close, never been that far?
If only you could see that it’s all out there, just out there for you?
Saying this, the devil dropped his dark cloak,
There was light all around, as the angelic eyes smiled at this young bloke.
How could he have not seen that it was Him all through?
Even when he felt he’d lost it all,
He came down Himself to say – I am with you!
“A Breather”
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Of the Lost Charm
Cold silence beseeches the fogged eyes,
Eyes which don’t hold the familiar smiles.
A word of cajole, a noise of laughter like we last had,
Alas! It’s sad but true, just the memories of the past shall now ring in the head.
A phone call now doesn’t sound like the days of yore.
Once, if it ever does come by, sounds nothing more than just a chore.
Hurried words, just to let you know,
That it’s not to be the same, won’t ever be – anymore!
Curse the world, for it’s not your fault,
Or implore the Lord, for you just want the time to halt!
Your vision of the future is mocking back at you,
The old is gone. What? Where? Who? Nope, nothing new.
Drooped shoulders, head buried to the ground,
Time has burdened the soul, the magic is not to be found.
Tells a million tales of how it had all been,
Now lives with what is, the lost charm, never again to be seen….
“Deal With It!”
Eyes which don’t hold the familiar smiles.
A word of cajole, a noise of laughter like we last had,
Alas! It’s sad but true, just the memories of the past shall now ring in the head.
A phone call now doesn’t sound like the days of yore.
Once, if it ever does come by, sounds nothing more than just a chore.
Hurried words, just to let you know,
That it’s not to be the same, won’t ever be – anymore!
Curse the world, for it’s not your fault,
Or implore the Lord, for you just want the time to halt!
Your vision of the future is mocking back at you,
The old is gone. What? Where? Who? Nope, nothing new.
Drooped shoulders, head buried to the ground,
Time has burdened the soul, the magic is not to be found.
Tells a million tales of how it had all been,
Now lives with what is, the lost charm, never again to be seen….
“Deal With It!”
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
To ALL
The last episode of FRIENDS flashed past in my mind,
That empty room, the packed bags, the silence of a weird kind.
I sat and pondered over it; as the grains slipped through my hands,
Does everything that has a beginning always have to end?
I looked back in time, through all the days that have been,
The schools, the colleges, the faces of people that I’ve seen.
Some went away, some new ones came in.
Distance brought some people closer,
some others faded away in life’s din.
The optimist is no coward, but he won’t raise his sword,
His belief in the good remains untouched, that’s his eternal divine cord.
This shield of faith, he uses to defend,
But the question still remains:
Does everything that has a beginning really have to end??
The seasons keep changing, but the sun has always shone,
The tides have gone through lows and highs,
But the sailor made it to coast, with his grit alone.
The birds would never have touched the skies,
Had the promise of a tomorrow not strengthened their wings,
For everything that ends, there is a new beginning.
"Come Around A Full Circle!"
That empty room, the packed bags, the silence of a weird kind.
I sat and pondered over it; as the grains slipped through my hands,
Does everything that has a beginning always have to end?
I looked back in time, through all the days that have been,
The schools, the colleges, the faces of people that I’ve seen.
Some went away, some new ones came in.
Distance brought some people closer,
some others faded away in life’s din.
The optimist is no coward, but he won’t raise his sword,
His belief in the good remains untouched, that’s his eternal divine cord.
This shield of faith, he uses to defend,
But the question still remains:
Does everything that has a beginning really have to end??
The seasons keep changing, but the sun has always shone,
The tides have gone through lows and highs,
But the sailor made it to coast, with his grit alone.
The birds would never have touched the skies,
Had the promise of a tomorrow not strengthened their wings,
For everything that ends, there is a new beginning.
"Come Around A Full Circle!"
Friday, October 8, 2010
The Gift
Go on, don’t stop, keep moving ahead,
Just take this leap of faith without being scared.
If you succeed, a swell of pride awaits your reflection in the mirror.
If you fail, that would be one less thing that you’d have to fear.
The road ahead is tricky for sure,
With twists and turns and bends on every corner.
Takers of it are few, challengers to the path even fewer,
But faith and valour are the only virtues that the path’d honour.
What awaits you at the end of the road?
Diamonds, jewels, or maybe a pot of gold?
Don’t you want to know what the future holds?
So, go on, keep moving, for your destiny, you shall mould.
Every second on the path is rewarding, yet every moment priceless.
As it unfolds, the more you know, it just begins to feel less.
This quench for knowledge, this thirst to learn – do not let it die.
Keep moving ahead, the path itself shall be unraveled before your eyes.
When you’ve walked the distance, you’d look to this note and smile.
The smile will speak of the journey, the eyes will tell story of the truth realized!
So, go on don’t stop, keep moving ahead,
Just take this leap of faith, for it’s all there!
“Always :)”
Just take this leap of faith without being scared.
If you succeed, a swell of pride awaits your reflection in the mirror.
If you fail, that would be one less thing that you’d have to fear.
The road ahead is tricky for sure,
With twists and turns and bends on every corner.
Takers of it are few, challengers to the path even fewer,
But faith and valour are the only virtues that the path’d honour.
What awaits you at the end of the road?
Diamonds, jewels, or maybe a pot of gold?
Don’t you want to know what the future holds?
So, go on, keep moving, for your destiny, you shall mould.
Every second on the path is rewarding, yet every moment priceless.
As it unfolds, the more you know, it just begins to feel less.
This quench for knowledge, this thirst to learn – do not let it die.
Keep moving ahead, the path itself shall be unraveled before your eyes.
When you’ve walked the distance, you’d look to this note and smile.
The smile will speak of the journey, the eyes will tell story of the truth realized!
So, go on don’t stop, keep moving ahead,
Just take this leap of faith, for it’s all there!
“Always :)”
Friday, October 1, 2010
The Checklist
I realized that it’s been a good amount of time since I last put something down here and so this one comes out. This one’s about the other thing that I’m putting down on paper almost everyday – The Checklist!
Travelling/moving out to other town is an exciting affair. It works on the 3 Ps – Plan, People and Place. All three are vital ingredients. And it’s a long haul from the Plan on the paper to actually getting down to the Place with the People! All along, it’s the loyal checklist keeping you company.
As I am just over a month away from moving out of this city to a new life at a new place with new people, I finally have a decent one in place after struggling with it when I first began. To begin with, I had more than one. One was for the things to carry there detailing even to the number of spoons that I shall humbly bear the weight of along with the rest as they’d all accompany me to this quaint little town – I’d like to call the pair of bags that I’d carry Mr. & Mrs. Life-Lords respectfully so. The list still does get updated every once a while, literally on the paper. The other one – the mental checklist – had the things which I would want to do before I bowed out and away. And that’s when the darned feeling hits you harder – “Man! This is it!”
So, amidst watching the repeats of “How I Met Your Mother" and the not-so-hurried-meals and lazing around in general through the day, I go out doing those things and then crossing them off the list. It is fun as those are the only “productive” things happening in these blissful idyllic times. It’s also fun because you are pouring your heart out; for you do know that the list has the things which are closest to your heart and also the things which you are going to miss the most while away.
This post was one on the list, so having crossed that one off list, I await the morn’ – for the plan is ready and so are the people, Rajasthan – I’m on my way! :)
“When you know, you know!”
Travelling/moving out to other town is an exciting affair. It works on the 3 Ps – Plan, People and Place. All three are vital ingredients. And it’s a long haul from the Plan on the paper to actually getting down to the Place with the People! All along, it’s the loyal checklist keeping you company.
As I am just over a month away from moving out of this city to a new life at a new place with new people, I finally have a decent one in place after struggling with it when I first began. To begin with, I had more than one. One was for the things to carry there detailing even to the number of spoons that I shall humbly bear the weight of along with the rest as they’d all accompany me to this quaint little town – I’d like to call the pair of bags that I’d carry Mr. & Mrs. Life-Lords respectfully so. The list still does get updated every once a while, literally on the paper. The other one – the mental checklist – had the things which I would want to do before I bowed out and away. And that’s when the darned feeling hits you harder – “Man! This is it!”
So, amidst watching the repeats of “How I Met Your Mother" and the not-so-hurried-meals and lazing around in general through the day, I go out doing those things and then crossing them off the list. It is fun as those are the only “productive” things happening in these blissful idyllic times. It’s also fun because you are pouring your heart out; for you do know that the list has the things which are closest to your heart and also the things which you are going to miss the most while away.
This post was one on the list, so having crossed that one off list, I await the morn’ – for the plan is ready and so are the people, Rajasthan – I’m on my way! :)
“When you know, you know!”
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