The fire, the sea and the wind!

Sea: Yo! Ms. Fire! How have you been? Long time....Anything crisp going on with you!!  Anything intimidating!! :D Just in case yo need ma help...Lemme know!! 


Fire: I am fire! Feed on ego! No such stuff happening! Really! As calm as before! As ever! (chuckling)

Sea: Oh really!! C'mon don't fool me around! I am the sea! Can take in almost anything and everything! 

Fire: ( Sighs! Like i care! Can't help it!)  yeah yeah i know that.....Burning but definitely calm and strong! Never fragile though!

Sea: Alright alright! You will let those violent string flow in through  me someday! And i think i can wait!

Fire: (Smiles)  Hmmmm... I want you wait! Feels great when you are around to refrain me or restrain me!! But whatever am glad!

And the fire! She is magnificient! Never dies! Only calms down..With in many weak, fragile strings die...And the strong ones that she wants to bury, she glows bright and hides them deep inside her. Just like a camouflage! 
Hidden! Buried!
No one sees it! No one enquires!

But the sea is vast! He can bury even the darkest secret! Snatches it! Keeps on board! Away from you! At the same time the sea is very much aware about all of this! The tides just toss them up carefully!

It will be exactly offensive to admit that i have never felt this way, but yeah there is something different in me! I can sense it! Be it for the good or bad! I ain't turning back this time!
But being the fire, she is afraid of her own flames! What if the rage turns into those red golden burning fumes! Everything will be reduced to ashes! And she will left with nothing more than trash! Trash! All over the place.. She is fire! She can burn but cleaning out her closet of trash is little tiresome for her! Takes years!
Even she can't help it!
There are things the fire is afraid of! The wind, the sea and the living!

The Wind! He knows each and every spurt of fire! Very much aware and very much calm! Whirls the fire, traps her in the tornado and takes away all the anguish.


The living! She is definitely afraid! Once she had burnt it! Roasting it! Twisting it! The pain! The suffering! She repents.

And the fire! She burns from within! Never calm! Full of rage!  She has become little weak. She has become tired of playing hide and seek with her own flames...

She needs to rest! She needs a sea! To calm her, to behold her!
To refrain her and to restrain her.
To soften her flames and to paint her blue!

And she definitely needs a bagful of wind! To always blow her outbreak!

Find the fire a sea! 
Find her a wind!
Find her some peace! 
And she will be all yours!

Signing off 
"The fire"

The sea! Vast! Gorgeous! Breathtaking!

Feeble pebble

Writing and rewriting, editing and drafting…And finally posting it and deleting it! This was the fate of my 53^rd post….

When i wrote it, felt like a complete drainage of the system....And when i read it myself from a reader's point of view ...felt it was too personal...So had to delete it...

Once you know that writing helps you drain out agony, despair and may b happiness sometimes....You just can't stop your thoughts! I don't know about others but i just can't....It just flows into the new microsoft word! Happiness is something we always share..ever tried sharing your pain, passion for that matter your agony your dark secrets...Damn! it feels great! Supposedly am the reserved version but a lil trigger blows up the whole mind! And then it's just like an Radio or whatever!!!

This post is definitely not about how the author is or how she feels...It's about a feeling...Though a fragile one...

Story 1 goes like this:
Walking past the busy Manipal road on this hot summery afternoon, saw something usual yet unusual..

Just beside the juice shop, there's a small cobbler shop...Mostly it is over crowded with students with atleast one of them arguing with the cobbler....And there had been many similar intances with me as well...But once there was something so called sensational!!. May be i will call it a bollywood masala twist....I was eye witness to a so called mob fight!! With one female full of rage flanked by two middle aged men, running around searching for their "prey" ! Prey !!! well that won't be the correct word..but definitely for someone... Calling out name an d all that...That was one hell of a sight!

Apart from the juice shop there is this "Tiger circle- auto stand"...with auto walla's in and around...And  here in Manipal the auto fella's are one of a kind!!! You will never find such creatures!! believe me!! That was all about the place..Just to get into the right kind of mood to write the rest of the story.......What can i say!! A background check may be...

Well lemme start with today's incidence...I won't call it an incidence though..Just a feeling...

The very same surrounding near the cobbler shop.....But there was this one thing that caught my attention....A sweet lil boy lying on the bench...Looking at somewhere but no where...Soaked in his own dishum dhisum world....Wanted to write his own fairy tale world..But he is a boy!! And boys don't believe in fairy-tales..One such exception is there....Nevermind! Yeah so ...they have their own world of action thrilled fantasy..... Fantasy se yaad aya!! I just learnt a different definition of fantasy yday.....Basically what i mean is..It all depends on your perception...how you look at things, how you act or what ever!......Oh oh oh !! I lost my character!!! The Boy!!!!.Where are you my boy!!!!....And if i may say so..he was dreaming....Just lying on the bench upside own..Thinking that the world is at his feet!! Gosh!!..i miss my childhood ....When everything was according to my wish and my command... Yeah right were was I, the boy... When i looked at him...At the same very moment i had this strange urge to capture that particular moment in my canvas!!! Canvas! I don't paint!! I click!! So may be "my prints" will be appropriate..

My god! Those innocent looking eyes,  his cute little face and a  fading smile..Everything was so so so very perfect!!....There was something in those eyes...And you know what it was..It was a Dream! or may be lots of dream....Who doesnt dream after all...  I do...we all do!...

But i din't take his pic...I din't click...I just let it linger in my mind forever!...A perfect catch! A perfect blend of expressions!

This part is called happiness...

There's one more part called as sadness...Sad cos it's something i am not proud of!

It's about a man! A well cultured, wealthy but not educated,  neither like me nor like you! He has wealth, family and if i am not wrong Masha allah! He is physically fit but when it comes to the mental stability...There is definitely something wrong...I don't know what exactly it is ..Cos am not a doctor and i have not seen him...But as my medico friend says...It is a case of cerebral palsy...Last stage may be... SO here it goes....Everyday he comes this tea corner....The owner of the shop exploits him..makes him do some work for no reason and in exchange for nothing...No food, no money no love or for that matter no sympathy... And trust me there are many people like this in this small round world....So are many ruthless shop owners...They have no feelings... No pain no sympathy nothing.. But there are some good people left, they at least try to help that poor guy, suffering for no fault of his... 

And he has a family that hates him, wants him out of their so called family tree...He has no medical attention..Basically he is helpless and unknowingly he is waiting for his d-day!...I hate myself for writing it this way....Cos it feels helpless when you know something is wrong ....But you cant do anything!! Simply helpless and restless..
And my dear readers, if you find a person like this....Just don't ignore him or her...May a lil sympathy, lil kindness, lil humanity....Though it won't ease the pain...But it will atleast bring a smile on that person's face... Like it or not you are part of this world...Sufferings, pain, loss, despair and with the same time love, gain, happiness...All are part of the same wheel on which you are travelling...

And all of this!!! is not my story, cos personally i don't even know the person...It was told to me by a "Sailor" friend of mine...And know you must be thinking if it was his story, why the hell i am writing all about it!! Even i don't know...Cos there are things even i can't explain....And yeah about that "Sailor" friend of mine..I do introduce my characters to you.. Well about him...Wont say much!! Cos he's a big mystery but in a good way...Sometimes asks little peculiar questions..... And definitely i can't write all the good things in here.. cos it's my blog....!!!   And as the "Sailor" says everyone has a special place..So not much in my blog ;) :D

But whatever the emotions are....Whether happiness or sadness or for that matter something that touches you from within...Certain things have no explanations..It just comes to you, sits beside you and never leaves you..It hardly matters whether i capture it in my lens or in my blog.... Or for that matter even if i don't do....

There are things, always were and will be....Imprinted forever......

  Signing off

" The author"

Seeking happiness

Sometimes certain things can be so comforting....And if search from within, you can find solace and happiness in such minute things...

Even looking at two best friends talking with each other can bring you happiness
Even talking to someone

Over hearing conversations between strangers, 

Running behind your long lost hobby

Seeing people happy around you

Painting

Singing 

Dancing

Writing

Worshiping

or may be just sitting idle with your favorite track on the i pod

a book, a movie, some old photos, buried in memories down the lane...

There are many things in this big yet little round world that can bring you happiness and peace...You just have to identify the bud, the flower blossoms on it's own...

Track it down, hold it in your rose petal soft fingers, blow it....And then you follow her trail....

Mashaa-allah! With the grace of almighty you will definitely find contentment.

Your's 

God Bless You! :)

I saw the beautiful scenery
I knew i wanted it hanging on my wall


I heard her singing 
I knew i wanted the voice to get echoed in my room


I admired the colored soaked canvas
I knew i wanted my thoughts to be painted the very same way


I read her prose
I knew manuscripts would be lying on my table


I saw, heard, admired and read...
But i din't do was to listen to the voice 
The voice grumbling deep inside me
If only i had done that...if only if only...


Listen to your inner self...
Let the silence come out....


"Teri is baat ne humko hairaan kiya"

Shapeless dreams

What hurts the most...when everyone takes you for granted...
It's a very common stuff that occurs to almost all human being, i am no exception...But after all these years of learning from my mistakes and rebuilding the fence....
Once again the treaty has been broken, but this time it's in a different way..
Neither can i mend it nor can i glue it...
I want to just walk away but i can't cos i am bound to obey the rules set by the universe...
Why in the name of god was i given so much of freedom and why in the name of god was i gifted such as extent of independency....
Often i ask myself the very same questions...
You have any answer, in that case let me know...
Says the author to her shadow..
And this whole purpose of survival seems so vague without the right answers and the right questions...
Do ask if you have one..
I am not the same... How hard i try i can't lie to the satan inside me or the angel inside me...
And definitely there is a lil bit of madness that drives me in...Adrenaline rush!!
I am a fire ball, the more you play the more vulnerable it becomes...
The more rigid i become and the more stubbornness pours in.....
And if you want to capture me, hold me close, talk to me, love me but never ever try to bend me, mold me or pacify me...The moment you do...i break in to those crystal cut pieces....Piercing my own skin, toxicating by own blood and scratching my own soul...
Manipulate
Mend
Mold


Capture
Close
Conquer


What ever the words may b...But the motive is very clear...


Set me free, let me live...And i promise i will come right to you..
Break me, shake me.....And i promise i will never come back to you..
Choice is your's!!


Your's 
Dream! 

Freedom

After all these years of living inside the closed circuit
After all these years of captured, captivated freedom
Now comes the time, where i fly away and away to some unknown destination
With that poise, with that speed of a dragon
Shearing the winds, gliding on the blindfolded path of freedom
Says who??
Says "The new born dragon rider"
With the sun kissing my tanned skin,
With the wind caressing my ego
It just feels so god-damned awesome.....
When am just with me and no one else....
Wandering in my own-built candy coated paradise :)


Yours
Freedom

Cos you just can't walk away like that!

Living life a fairy tale way is so convenient and perfect! 
All you have to do is close your and shut the think-pad off!
Loiter in the practical-forbidden kingdom of fantasy
And as they say, everything has a happily ever after and forever...
Trust me being a girl and indulging into something of this sort is very easy...
Of long hours of thinking what i have realized is, i don't want any perfecto! It's just one simple "angel"i want in for life! :)
Here goes a wonderful, melodious, indulging, intimidating, passionate and lovely song by GLORIA ESTEFAN:


Here I am before you
Naked in your eyes
Hoping with each kiss
You will never see through my disguise
I have been made to believe
That no one could love me for me
The good and the bad
First to the last
No matter the cost
No matter the past


Your eyes only see what they wanna see
Your heart makes the truth what you want to believe
Passion turns pain into ecstacy
You can`t walk away from love
Loving you more than I do myself
Revealing the things I would never tell
Daring to risk even life itself
You can`t walk away from love

There will be no other
Lips against my skin
No need to regret
How can pleasure ever be a sin
I tried to make you believe
You meant almost nothing to me
Through all the lies
Chasing a dream
Finding at last
The woman in me

Your eyes only see what they wanna see
Your heart makes the truth what you want to believe
Passion turns pain into ecstacy
You can`t walk away from love
Loving you more than I do myself
Revealing the things I would never tell
Daring to risk even life itself
You can`t walk away from love


Cos "you just simply walk away from love"  :)

Biography of an anger

As cold as ice

As numb as snake

Being rude, mean whatever u may call it!! Is so easy.... You don't even have to think twice what's your response to a particular thing...Yeah hell yes!  I do overreact sumtyms..but then it is human nature..am no different...

Just because of some past incidences, i the Rude!!! had completely imprisoned my soul in a iron coated filter...

But then the angel took the path to my filter...and invaded it, broke it, made me fragile... And with the next strike Phew! The filter was sucked out the boundary and turned into ashes...

Now what was I ??  Definitely rude! But not easy! Things were little different...

And with years of effort and perfect artistic strokes , on dis day! The rude has now transformed into a better being for a better cause!

But then why everytime you come along and strike the rod! Breaking me , shaking me...killing me from inside.

Don't i deserve some moments of peace n harmony.


I can shower you with my anger

I can shower you with my love

I can cover you with all my thoughts

I can mold you 

i can scold you

I can do what ever i want!!!

Cos it's my place and my rules!

Just me

Don't look at me with those cuddly eyes
So that i fall in love with you


Don't talk to me with that husky voice
So that i fall in love with you


Don't care for me this passionate way
So that i fall in love with you


Don't listen to me with so much of sensitvity
So that i  fall in love with you


Don't trust me blindly
So that i fall in love with you


You are my indulgence
You are my passion
You are mine
And i am yours!

And you say come back right to me 

And you say come back right to me

But what if you are not there

But what if the gates are closed

And you say come back right to me!

Wish

I wish i could be here
I wish i could be there


I wish i could be me
I wish i could be you


I wish i could wipe away your tears
I wish i could glue your torn heart


I wish i could take you away with me
I wish i could run away with you


I wish and i wish and i wish
Just breathing in and out with a hope that my wishes come true...

Yours
Lost soul
I guess writing is something that heals my soul, cleaning it, calming it!

Yeh kaali ghani raat
Yeh chamakti hui chandni


Woh chupa tim-timata tara
Woh bheegi gili reet ki meethi khusboo


Woh gum ho jane wala aalam
Woh kamseen fiza
Woh tanhai
Woh bebasi
Woh tadaap


Tin saaye, bas chale ja rahe hain
Us nishane ki aur
Jahan na koi rok hai, na koi thok hai
Ek doosre ke saaye banke
Ek doosre ke humdum banke


Ab aisi asmanjash mein pad gaye hain
Ab aisi kasauti kadam chum rahi hai


Hum chupe bhi to kahan
Hum gum hoye bhi to kahan
Charro taraf roshni ki chadar faiil chuki hai
Jain bhi kahan!

Ruh ki galiyon se

Kisi daffa apne rooh se guzarish ki thi maine
Zara tham sa ja, zara ruk sa ja


Lekin us begane rooh na meri ek na suni
Bas chalte gaya, chlate gaya
Na jhuka , na chup hua


Aaj is jahan aa pahuncha hai
Kayi kashison ke bich kas-masa-hat se taiyerte hue
Ek ajoobe kinare pe tik sa gaya hai


Ab jab meri gunzaish hai
Woh daariya ko fande,
Age badhe
Woh ekdum se jaise tham sa gaya hai
Na saans leta hai, aur na saans lene deta hai
Ek ajeeb si ghootan hone lagi hai


Ab kiski sune, rooh ki 
Ya fir uski jo us duje kinare pe khade mujhe apni taraf kenche ja raha hai....

Weakness

Here i rise again 
Lifting my shield, lifting my sword
Striking my thoughts


But as the waves touch me
With the velocity of whirling winds
I scatter, like always i do


Bursting of the sealed bubble
Breaking into little fragments
Yet again i am drenched
Swirling & whirling like a tornado, in the dead sea of peace...


And you say i am weak!


Your's
Fragile!

Soltitude

Everyone says love has no age 
I say music has no language
It's the soul of the music that bonds with your spirit, bending it, swirling it and mending it...
Again soothing your restless mind
Calming your scarlet motives
Resting your impatient thoughts
Stopping the bleeding heart....


Dedicated to all music lovers...
I won't say music is my bread n butter or i can't survive without music...
Rather it's my air, water and earth...
Like air, helping me to survive
Like water, drenching my restless impatient heart
Like earth, covering each bit of me, protecting me...

I don't why i write, but i know it does calm me...

Sometimes madness is all you need!

Life's like dark chocolate: little bit of sweetness and little bit of bitterness! 

Conversations!

Mr. D : Hey! Buddy , hw u doin ?


D2 : Yeah me gud! Hw r u??


Mr. D: all izz well! So, had dinner?


D2:  Yeah! Chicken! :) n u? 


Mr. D: Yup! Chicken biriyani! :) :)


D2: hehehehheheh


Mr. D : What's so funny??


D2: You had egg biriyani n i had chicken curry! RIP bichara "hen"!!


Mr. D: (laughing his guts out) i din't think of that!


D2: lolzzzz....was juz wandering what happened to the poor hen?? Hell or heaven??


Mr. D: I have no idea! But yeah "rakhshayas parivar" lolzz


Special thanks to Mr. D!!  
RIP: Poor Hen!

Too much involvement
Too much digging


Born is a new interest
Born is a new artist


Too much dedication
Too much enthusiasm


Born is a new passion
Born is a new love


Too much thinking
Too much research
Too many years


Passion is reborn as "obsession"


And hell yeah!! It's just my passion!


"Dreamy-eyed"

If you like to be heard, just speak out LOUD! ;)


Cos no one is Edward Cullen, that they will hear your thoughts!

When i was a kid, i used to just count the days when i will be an adult...Now that i am an adult i have started to miss those days... 


After a wonderful weekend with family, 'HE' posted a snap in fb! As always with all that curiosity i went on clicking! What was little disappointing was the number of snaps! Only three but they were amazing ones, which made up for all that disappointment..
Among the three, there was this one snap, that blew me off completely...Usually when i see something like this, i just think how amazing the photographer is!
Whether it's the photograph or the tone of the pic!
 Nah! it's the people in that particular pic..The happiness, the contentment, the love...I felt i was a kid again...


Special thanks to "HE" for capturing the right emotion in a perfect pic :)

Make me human just once!

Robot: Make me human again!
           Just grant me one wish!
           Make me human again!


Feeling great, smiles all over those velvety lips and those sparkling eyes! That's definitely happiness!
Feeling low, little numb, stagnant, dormant and of course the urge to be left all alone! That's sadness urf depression!
Worried expressions, wrinkle baked forehead, freckled skin! That's tension!
Urge to break-free, run-away and a desire to fly high! That's freedom!
Throbbing headache, destruction, intense fire burning within you! That's anger!
Possessiveness, togetherness,  closeness, safe, completeness, care! That's love!
Respect, care, That's admiration!
Sweetness, cuddle, smoothness! That's adoration!
Eyes, infant, sugar-coated speech! That's innocence!


Robot is a machine, he longs for these lil emotions whereas we humans possess these charismatic mysteries! Neither we treasure them nor we control them..That's why we are slave to our emotions... 
And if you control these then either u r super human or u r naive! 
Who cares anyway!
We are normal beings! Otherwise we would have been saints!
Ah! Did i just say saint! omg!
They are highly respectable people. So, leave them alone in the midst of supreme intelligence and spirituality!
We are normal people leading a normal life.
What exactly i wanna say is: treasure life,  welcome it in whichever way it comes rolling on you!
Cos in every sadness there is happiness!
In every struggle there is satisfaction!
Live life to the fullest
Break free!


 With Loads of love
"The as usual human"

And here i lie down on the wet earth awaiting your presence
so that you come and lift me in your feather soft palm 
so that you shower your love on lonely me


And there i lie down on the wet earth
so that you come and protect me against those dirty prints
so that you come and shower your cleanliness over yellow me


And here i lie down on the wet earth
so that you come and take me away to that secret place
so that you come and shower the liveliness of life


And there i lie down on the wet earth
so that you come and rescue disabled me
so that you come and shower hope on me


And still i lie there on the wet earth
Yearning for those green days
When i was a green leaf
When i danced with the music of wind
When i sang with the rain-drop


But right here, right now
I am disabled again
Lying on the wet earth
Crying with the rain


I wish i could go back to that green branch and be green again.....


 Your's 
Green-yellow leaf!

Kuch boond meri kalam se

Aaj achanak se is dil ne ek haseen pal dekha
Woh haseen pal jo sadiyoon se pinjre mein kaiid the


Kahin door ek ankhahi ansooni gunzaish ne akar liya
Usne ek adbhoot diwaar fandene ki koshish ki


Bolo bhala aisa kahin hota hai kya


Aapki ankhen kuch
Aur dil kuch
Sapne dekhte hain


Bolo bhala aisa kahin hota hai kya


Aapki kalam kuch
Aur maan kuch
Likhte chale jate hain


Lekin huzure-ala!
Aisa bhi hota hai
Ya fir aisa kahein 
Aisa hi hota hai


Socha tha ki 
Aaj kuch aisa bayan karenge
Aap bhi us mein kahin gum ho jayenge
Lekin is jhojhti hui kashish ne ek aisi karwat li
Hum kahin ekdum se kho gaye


Woh band pinjerika ke khwab wahin ke wahin reh gaye
Aur hum kahin aur ud gaye


Bolo Bhala!!

On a drenched evening

Water pouring outside my window 
A smooth duet into my ears
A lonely diary
A red pen
A mug full of coffee
A new thought
A faint smell of wet earth
A sight of greens
A sound of buzzing bug
A dream of vivid ideas


What else can be more alluring!!
Such  a fantastic rainy evening !

Ageless emotions!

Yet again i look at you
Yet again i think of you
Yet again i miss you


You are my angel
You are my first love
You are my life


Yet again i look at you
Yet again i think of you
Yet again i miss you


I am physically away
I am mentally near you


You are still the very same
You are still my darling
You are still the same worried soul

Yet again i look at you

Yet again i think of you

Yet again i miss you

Nothing has changed from my day one of visit to this earth till these years of my existence..Only the outwitting time has been running fast and furious. 

Half way dedicated to motherly love!

Sometimes thoughts just run away before they come into existence and i hate that...It comes to you, knocks your door and before you could open the door to welcome it, it just vanishes away !! And never ever it comes back to visit you..... 

Again an abandoned thought!!

What is this all about?

Thread!!

What does it do?

Sew parts by parts together into one single string..

Even old folk tales say so!

A strong perfect thread and everything in place, but sometimes even the technique matters...

That's why they usually bother so much when someone brand new life enters the much-preserved-with care entity. 

It's always the strong thread, that holds on so firmly but what if! What if the thread has aged! What if it has become fragile!

In such a delicate situation, the string of bonds may become weak, may even break!

Whom to blame then?? The thread or the aging time?? Or the new virus in your entity or the old mutated bacteriophage!

There can be situation when this thread attracts other beads with that supreme force of magnetism just to form a round vicious circle! And when i say vicious, that definitely means something... 

And once all the beads are paired up, just that particular moment the thread acts fragile..

Bhroom!!!! everything breaks up! And that particular bead who got dragged with magnetic force is left all alone by itself loitering in the fluidity of existence...

Yes you my friend 

You are like that piece of thread

You are that fibrin glue

You are that enzyme sealing the nicked strands of DNA

You are that plasticin

You are physics

You are chemistry

Yes you my friend 

You are like that piece of thread!

Signing off

" The awkward lines"

Astonishment studded "YOU"

You astonish me


One moment you are ice
The other moment you are fire


One moment you are as raw as a volcano
The other moment you are as calm as a placid lake


Yet again you astonish me


One moment you are a whirling tornado
The other moment you are that old, comfortable breeze


One moment you are the master
The other moment you are the learner


Yet again you astonish me


One moment you are Budhha
The other moment you are Shaitan


One moment you are black
The other moment you are white


One moment you are green
The other moment you are yellow


Yet again you astonish me


I know i haven't seen enough of you
I know you are like the seven shades of a rainbow


One moment i hate you
The other moment i love you


One moment you annoy me
The other moment you become my adoration


Yet again you astonish me!!

Your's 
Astonished !

Outbursts of good moments!

I have come such a long way, that it becomes a little tiresome when i look back into "The past".

And :The past" here refers to some days back, not very new, not very old but definitely old!

I used to love those rose glass-tinted days, going to school, coming back and then listening to those melodious rhythm on an old tape recorder.

And being a music lover, i used to collect those recorded tapes, just to get immersed in those lovely songs...When i see the present scenario, it's so damn different..you will find those cassettes stacked in some corner of the house...No wonder time has changed a lot!

From old big records on a gramophone(though i wasn born)

To cassettes on a tape recorder

From a tape recorder to a 2-in-one

To a 2-in-one to a walkman

From a walkman to a deck

To a deck to a cd player

From a cd player to lappy

And finally a ipod!

What a phase!! Must say!

But what is constant is the mind bending towards good vibrations of sound.

Within all these, there were some songs we all shared with eachother...

When i heard that song today "Gurus of peace" , i was reminded of a school fren of mine!

Then again when i heard some tamil number, i was reminded of some good frens of mine!

Whether it's the music or it's the person! But definitely something is soo strong i cant let go!

Singing off 

"The Author"

A shadow or reflection!

Bleeding soul
Broken beat
Charging goals
Anguished emotions


One dark night
One calm tornado
One drenched thought
One continuous end


An old white house
An rusty window pane
A swampy floor
A rugged stripped bed


With every evidence of liveliness
With freshness of air


There nested a lonely shadow
Crawling on the benchmark of his expectations
Killing the loneliness of the the house
Starring into the darkness
Destroying the optimism of positiveness


Suddenly out of that pessimism of negativeness
Born was a bright blue soul
Tantalizing the non-existence of contentment
Chasing each breathe of evil
Clearing out the clouds of sadness


And here takes birth a newfangled life!
Racing with the flow of water
Conquering the speed of light 
Drenched with supreme happiness
Killing the shadow 
Making it a reflection!


Don't be a shadow
Be a reflection!

A day it was!!

A day it was
Sun-filled sky
Moon-lighted dark sky
Cloud- blanket all over the sky
Rain drizzling


There i was
On my chair
Looking forward to spend my day effectively
I sitting on that black throne 
All alone left in my chamber 


Time speeding up
Fast more fast super fast
I am still in the similar position
Wondering in my never land
Lost in the nothingness of something


Day passes off
Night fall
Sky blanketed by those black vivid clouds
And i am still soaked in the nothingness 


Sometimes some intriguing music lights a fire inside me
A tiny little flickering sparkle
That grows with each beat of the intimidating music


Music heals my soul
Music heals my lesions


Music calms my intense thought
Music calms my emotions


Just some thought of mine...
Neither complete, nor incomplete
Neither has life nor has lost the zeal!!

The vague theory of acceptance and no-acceptance!

Often we find ourselves in this particular situation, struggling between the two ends. One is so near and the other is so far yet you want to reach both. How is that even possible at the same time??


So here goes my next blog, the science of acceptance and non-acceptance.


What is this acceptance?
The dictionary defines as the act of receiving or taking things.


And nonacceptance: is something that i define as - things that you are not able to take in.


This is not just some term, instead this a very precious emotion that everyone experiences at least once in their lifetime. And of course we humans have the liberty to feel emotions and display it too..But it is not the same for the kind-eyed animals though.


This struggle between the theory of acceptance and non-acceptance is always there..Cos this is something that you can't gain control over. 


Wise men of all the time ..Errr.. wise women too..as in what i mean is all these wise old people, after living those many years say that: 
"The early you accept things the way they are
The late you live with peace and harmony"


I don't know which of these old people say all these but definitely this is all manipulated, tampered form of the advice actually..Basically the whole wise lines convey: Dude!! Move on! hah!


But don't know how far these morals are useful...Seriously if you ask me..from my point of view it's actually that difficult as it looks...Thank god!


Just for instance if i say for just an example, for me it is damn difficult..The hard i try, the more i get immersed in it!! But the moment i stop thinking about that whatever , now that does help.
What exactly i am trying to say is acceptance is an easy job...You forget everything and you accept. But the stage before that, you think-re-think and again think...And after a war within you, you finally accept it.. But the safari before that...You definitely don't enjoy that..


And the hypothesis or theory or rule or what ever you call it...of non-acceptance...Why does this even happen??
Cos you don't agree 
Cos you are hurt
Cos you are angry
Cos your trust is very strong
Cos you love is too matured
Cos your idea of going along s too firm

It can be due to many reasons. Not just one and sometime it can be multi-faceted...
Can a small hole, and the whole thing slips in through that. Then you revolve around the war of acceptance and non-acceptance.


For instance just say even if after that battle of yes-no-no-yes you accept the thing..But what about those old rusted memories...yes what about them?? Neither every one is gifted with amnesia nor with some remote so when you click that red button, those old rusted memories vanish....


At this particular point, i sincerely wish i have such a remote!! That would be extra cream over a cold alluring coffee! But personally i dont like cold coffee..So for me i will be an extra strong hot coffee wid those alluring smell of roasted coffee beans...( oh oh oh !! my thoughts!! i gotta control them)




Sometimes non acceptance can be a form of blessing..How?? Cos sometimes we become tired of this daily battle, so wee seek a whole new path to climb those stairs of life..And this new chapter opens to you with all that vitality inviting you in..Something so strong, so joy full, so balanced.....You step into those shoes of happiness..


Do you actually accept things that are difficult to??
Nah!! It just you move on. Otherwise the normal human tendency never allows such dazzling transformations...
Though it does allow to trade things your way...


There is no such strict rules for acceptance..Play it your way!! And you win!!

Cos babe! Life's a handful of air! You can neither hold it nor can you let it go!!!!


And if you ask me what is my madness all about??
I would say it's just a lil break from my daily being
A break from being my routine"me"

Tik Tak Tik Tak Tik

With rain drops kissing the dirty earth
With hot summer heat escaping the mother earth
With clouds silhouetting  the blue blue sky


There i stood, staring into nothing but darkness
With the trickiest thoughts across my mind
At the same time waiting for my rider to come along
Waiting for my rider to come along hold my hand
Waiting for my rider to take me to the horizon


Suddenly something across the path takes my breath away
I saw some dark dark organic life running away
I stood there wondering what was that thing
Was that some life
Or it was my destiny??




Then ekdum achanak se i realised it was some dark black CAT!!!!


See again these thoughts played with me!!
Sometimes certain things create such a beautiful illusion, you actually start loving the illusion rather than the reality!! But then what is our fault!! Aksar ittefaq-coincidence or illusion-vaham or what ever it is called is so adorable!! We start to live with that!!


Cos after all we are HUMANS!! The Superior Beings!! :)