Crossword...

Every time I conversed,
I had to adapt.
Running through;
A mix of emotions.
        .
 ‘Jus to seek approval’
         
         .
I have to sugar coat;
Statements & apple polish people.
Approve immature statements,
To avoid unpleasant situations


            .
Just to be a part of d jocund crowd,
To stay and be liked.
It’s a hard job,
Being a puppet all d while.


          .
I just realized,
They valued my speech.
To disagree& breech


            .
Now, I agree to disagree.
N jus move on.
For there is no one ryt answer,
In the journey of life.

Revelation...

Reminded of past memories;
Arrested by past happenings,
Immobilized by future thoughts,
There I stand all locked up.


              .
Mind seems frozen,
Thinking space almost lost.
My senses gone on a holiday,
Away, simply out of sight.


                  .
Now I wish to dust myself,
I know it’s a hard job!
To trace out the lost key,
To open up the locked space.
        
                 .
And then when I opened,
Could find the boundaries melting,
The past & future fuming,
The present greeting with,
All earnest warmth & love.


                    .
How did I miss you out?
I was under a malediction?
Oh! You a maverick soul,
How will I repay you?
For presenting me the presen

Facade...

Distressed and dejected I may be,
Gloomy and neglected I may feel.
But, each time I look at you,
I smile to make you happy.
My smile and emotions are fake.
Words i speak cheer you up,
There you move happy n joyous;
And I revert to being myself.
Nothing comes before your happiness,
The world looks small in front of u.
So magical and sweet you are,
Cant bear to see you down with grief.
My smile might be plastic,
But words do play magic.
So sometimes do'nt you mind,
When I am fake.
Coz when i am myself;
U might hate me ,
And move far away....

Mirage...

I am amazed at,
The strangeness of life.
Yet beautiful and colourful it is,
Tempting me within.
           .
I have no clue why I like you;
No answers to your questions.
Yet a spl bonding;
Knitting my thoughts within.
            .
I always wondered what was so spl about u?!
I could come up with no answers.
            .
Gullible and navie i stood,
Getting engulfed by illussion.
It gives momentary joy,
On my tangled thoughts.
           .
You try your best,
To coach me view the world.
That is hard and difficult;
Shattering my naive feelings.
            .
I know i havent graduated much,
Yet this gives contentment within.
Feel happiness is better,
Than accepting the hard truth.
Jus stay wid me till d end...
forevaa!

Mystical World...

Things around have changed.
Melting boundaries,
Breaking limits.
        .
A world so wild & wide,
The glitter and glamour,
Caught your eye.
       .
What was once treasured,
Has worn out today!!!
        .
The need to adapt,
Took the lead.
Masking you indeed.
        .
Lost mid way,
Lost inbetween,
You search for your own shadow.
        .
The mask you is,
There waiting,
For whom?
The soul goes in for an introspection

The Year That Was... (looking back)

2011 has been special. It taught me varied lessons which I had never given a thought about. It brought about changes on my thought process, the attitude towards different things I encountered. I always had fixed attitudes, strong notions and beliefs systems that had two contrast gate ways (good and the bad) I categorized people, scanned them, and judged them, and put them through an analysis test and branded them at the end. My moods usually take over the ‘show’. I succumb to different shades of mood swings that come on my way. ‘People make me sad, make me get upset’ most of the times. I realize there is no reason as such why I am sad, or like when I ‘am not myself’. Now I feel it’s a luxury to pay heed to these kinds of emotions.


I find a hundred and one physical differences between individuals. So should there be infinite mental differences too!! Despite these differences we still have friends and well wishers who help us sail through the entire show! It’s quoted that friends are someone whom you can relate with and share common things. But in my opinion, I find few similarities amongst the so called friends. Different people, different background, different thought process yet staying together as friends!! That’s beautiful and that’s life! It’s really hard to arrive at a consensus... The beautiful chord that connects us is the element of silence. It’s the only domain we acknowledge, agree and accept. For none can lie to one’s own self. The freedom of   being just ‘you’ and not evaluating others gives some sort of bliss. There is too much of a chaos and misunderstanding when we interact too much.  The only universal language that we can all relate to is silence. And it is a blessing to remain silent at times. Lessons I learnt this passing year seems invaluable to me. Oh silence you are so potent your stillness does the speaking   and it means everything!)

The Clasped hands...

The dark gloomy days are back;

Making me go off track.
Perplexed and confused I was,

Reached the dead end of the wall.

No way to move ahead;

No answer to my soul's quest

I stood there waiting;
No change beckoned me out.
The darkness grew, the cold wind blew;
Yet I stood wondering if I could,
See the light that I longed to see
.

"Angel" I called all in vain.

Darkness engulfed me once again!

I lost hope and the little faith,

Embracing loneliness as my fate,

Waited for my end; that cold night.

The little angel did come

With all love, called me out

(There I was silent ........ asleep?)

My heart throbbed and whispered,

I knew you would finally come....