Monday, November 5, 2012

Bright lights

We keep looking for that bright light, regardless of the darkness in our tunnel. We keep pacing towards it, mesmerised by it. We outright need and can't live without it.

Sometimes though, bright lights can be deceiving. They can blind you. They can hurt you. While you think you will find your way once there, it will be so stark white, it will leave you direction-less.

Only then will you wonder why you didn't stop when you were comfortable. When there was just enough light so you could find your way. Your way to a path that didn't leave u blinded.

Here's hoping all of us find that sweet, well lit path to progress.

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Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Layers of Darkness

Layers after layers of darkness,
its just like walking blind
No sense of direction
No path to take
All you feel is quick sand.

Wish for a road, even a broken one would do
At least it would lead me to a place I wish to.

Wish for a star overlooking me
Even its tiny light would do for me.

Wish for a match that I can light
If not, then at least pick a fight

Wish for a sound that would make me please
At least in this darkness, put me to ease.

But layers of darkness is all I have
A little light is all I need
A little clean air to breathe
A little life to feel
From the quick sand I must run
For I should know to be a smart woman.
For the more you try to go slow
The deeper you will go.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Make The Right Mistake

You deserve to make a mistake

You deserve to take a chance

You need to find your freedom

Go ahead and take that stance.


Don't go by what others think

Or even what they say or do

'coz those who make the right mistakes

Are actually very few.


Don't forget to stand

Away from the crowd.

Know that your decision

Will one day make you proud.


You deserve to make a mistake

You deserve to play a game,

If what you want is happiness

Or even something like fame.


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Monday, January 9, 2012

Sleeping in a war zone

Its terribly cold and the wind stings you. But you are so tired of running that it doesn't matter anymore. You sleep in your tiny space, trying to be as comfortable as you can, not knowing what will happen tomorrow. 


Soon, muffled voices are heard. You disregard them, hoping that they would go away. But in your heart you know that this is the beginning of a long nightmare.

The voices get loud and closer. Suddenly, a racket. First afar, but rapidly moving closer. Bombing and screaming, some in agony and some angry. You contemplate if you should be part of the action, but resolve on staying hidden. Not so much because you are scared, but because you were never intended to be a part of it anyway.
You wait endlessly for it to stop. You get up once or twice because instinct tells you to.

You find out that they are not after you at all. Which also implies that nobody is going to protect you.

While you wait, half aware, in a sudden realisation things around you completely change. Sounds stop and the air clears. You expect a droning sound but the complete silence takes you aback.

You try to sleep, almost waiting for the war sounds to wake you again. Soon enough, it starts again. 

Monday, September 26, 2011

Shine today

Darkness and sorrow
Come to me tomorrow
Tonight just let me shine.

Darkness and sorrow
You make me so hollow
Tonight please make me shine.

Coz today's the day
that can stay
The memory that
will not fray,
Tomorrow the time that'll fade away
And you won't know just what to say.
So hey
Let the good day stay.

Darkness and sorrow
Come to me tomorrow
Tonight just let me shine.

Darkness and sorrow
You make me so hollow
Tonight please make me shine.
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Friday, September 2, 2011

Loneliness

I'm not alone coz I want me to be
I'm not alone because things happened to me
I am alone because you asked me to be and to feel and to scream such that no one can see.

You don't even know I find it difficult to breathe. The sheer sadness makes me uneasy and weak. That just gives you an option to add on to it and to not take that risk of spending time with me. not even hold my.hand and smile with me.

Really...
I'm not alone coz I want me to be
I'm not alone because things happened to me
I am alone because you asked me to be and to feel and to scream such that no one can see.
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Happiness within or with?

Which kind of happiness is better? The one you can feel or the one you can share?

The one you feel is only for you. Not superficial, not egoistic, no flamboyance. Just a pure simple feeling. On the other hand is the happiness that you can share. You may feel that fiery spark of happiness, and it moves on from there. From your fiery spark to everyone's candle light. Its like the difference between running your race yourself and winning it, and running a relay where you are the last one to cross the line and win it.

In both cases you are happy for sure, but the second one is for everyone to see and feel. And you may just end up feeling happier that way. Of course its diluted, a little more than you wish it to be. But the bigger question remains- does it make you happier than when it was only you? Or does it make it all too frivolous? Frivolous enough for you to want to hide it from everyone?
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Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Understanding 70%

Thats what I am. "Frankly". I cant be that.. i cant think like that. I want to be a 100%. At least in things that matter the most to me. At least the things I'm living for. Especially when that part of my life is giving me a 100%.

But just like a student who has so much to study, to excel; there seems to be an un-doable request.. to give more than you can. To do more than your capacity. To try and do the un-doable...

Yet, I can promise to try... harder than I am now.

Friday, November 13, 2009

For You

Here we are - we've just begun
And after all this time - our time has come
Ya here we are - still goin' strong
Right here in the place where we belong!

(from Bryan Adams song- Here I Am)

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

48s poem

What speaks between us, is the silence of our souls

What speaks between us is, the beauty of your soul

Your eyes, that sound so pure, I wana get lost in them, I m so sure

Your breath, that sounds so warm, it triggers, within me a silent storm

Your touch that sounds so vivid, I listen to it, by touching my ears to it!

Your grip sounds so strong, I wana get gripped for so , so long

I know I will always listen to this love,

I know that our souls will always listen to our heartbeats.

For you, are the soul of my body, and I m the body to your soul

Please hold me tight, I need you throughout my life….

The Rain

At first I see the dark clouds, the scary lightening and stormy winds

But, as a drop falls my parched and stoned soul

Slowly, silently, the child within me unwinds…

Walking down the concrete road

I welcome the rain

Turning my head right up to the sky

While smiling at its face.

I feel the soothing drops; I try to embrace myself

And I hold myself in place, think of you all the way.

Breath takes your name, eyes look for you through the dripping ruffles

And I feel you in my arms, each moment, all day!

Then one day when we stand at our window,

And the rain comes lashing by.

The breeze along makes us spread our arms,

WE believe, yes we can fly…

So many of our emotions

Do these rains hold.

Sometimes they make us cheerful,

Sometimes intimate

They make our love sparkle

We love this nature’s spectacle.

Now, each time, when we drench ourselves in these rains,

I will melt in your arms, forgetting all my pains….

Movie Love

I see you there
Waiting for me
It seems so surreal
You looking at me
You speak to me,
I look into your eyes
And so lost
As if to the rest of the world
I have gone blind.
We laugh together
Time halts
To let me know
That this is what I wanted
All this time.
And amidst the laugh,
A tear rolls down
We dance together
To a beautiful song
But a different tune
Plays in my heart.
The night went well,
The night went slow
Yet I always felt
That I want more
More moments to cherish
More love to believe
More time
So that I feel complete
You're all I want
You're all I need
You're all I believe
I know it's real.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Princess

They said you are a princess

this isn't what you  should do.

they made it seem so simple,

I was spoilt through and through

But the real thing was that

the princess was imprisoned

she was made to believe that she was protected

she was made to believe that the outside world was not true

she was made to believe that what she had a true princess tale.

But the real thing was

that it was the easy way out

to keep her from learning what's true

how do you think the princess feels now

after seeing the outside glow

what do you think she will do now

because she knows what's true

she doesn't think she's protected,

she feels she was betrayed

when she heard a voice say, “there's nothing out there”

that same place where her prince charming is

that same place where the real world exists.

that same place, where the sun shines and then pours the rain

that's the real world she wanted

that's the real world she’ll get.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Songs

Songs almost always signify an emotion and give a message... just thought ill make a list of songs that i want to dedicate to my dear ones

Still the one- Shania Twain--> Sohil

Where do you go- No Mercy --> Sharmin

Crash and Burn- Savage Garden--> Shalini

Crazy lil party girl--> Tejal


Sunday, October 5, 2008

When do we start?

We all want to do a lot of things in life. It may be the smallest thing like being a little organised or a career change. We keep pushing starting something, rather than pushing ourselves to do it. I want to do a lot of things, I want to make atleast 1 successful documentary. I want to write. I want to start taking care of my health. But somewhere down the line, I keep pushing these things away, making space for miniscule things like loitering away.
Still, even after knowing that sometimes pushing things like that could be hazardous to health, we keep doing it! any reason why?

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Rain Rain

how many times have we sang the song rain rain go away.. come again another day. ? I have loved the rain, and I want the rain.. this year..now! why hasnt it been raining? whats wrong.. I guess we all know the answer, we're facing the heat.. and now we are indeed facing the heat! best of luck to us!

Sunday, July 13, 2008

48th Street

here I am, on street no.48. I know exactly where I am. Have a vague recollection of how I got here. I know where I am supposed to go from here. street no. 48 is the perfect street, yet I know I can stay here forever. I need to move ahead. there is so much comfort here, so much love. Yet some people tell me that I shouldn't be here. They keep saying- There is a better route. But I have seen the other streets, through my binoculars. They don't seem to be good at all. Just 'coz others find that route interesting, doesn't mean I should spend my life there does it? I'm in love with the life here, everyday it seems more and more exciting. I have everything here. And I know I can make this place much better. And I don't mind losing the luxuries of the other street which i have left behind. The other streets have big lights and hoardings, they are wider and more crowded. But street no.48 is just perfect. Moderate lights- enough to see the truth, just enough to see the future too. Its simple, its neat, its exciting, its brilliant. Its everything I want.
And its mine. I don't want to leave street no.48.
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