home..
wonder where is it......
in the quaint old town ....were my folks live and love
or in this mad house were i run after and from my facets....
amongst old deodars , mango trees and ashokas,.....
or between dust ,cement and rotten grass
150 crazy cacti..park double the size of my nest.
or 150 books ....and my mattress....
do i luv the old Victorian high ceilings with roshan dans ...
or the new space crunched rooms....and balcony
the chai,,,,newspaper and jenny
or slim milk....worldspace and my bai......
with my folks ...who are a generation ,,,,ahead....
or with my loneliness....
i have moved over the morose me to the happier me , i have graduated from being a working class hero to a student starting at zero , i now have a license to love the love of my life as per the holy matrimony . I feel its the all new me. new challenges newer achievements, more love ,more smiles and more good times...life seems beautiful .
Saturday, May 19, 2007
hmm
hmm
havent written for quite some time...
i guess i am numb
there is pain but i cant feel the pinch
there is joy but i can feel the tickle...
there is hope but no positivity
there is light but its too dark to see it
i have gone through the highest high and swimmed through the lowest low
right now....i guess i am in search
in search of well another new me
this time around....a lill less of everything////
gud night god bless
havent written for quite some time...
i guess i am numb
there is pain but i cant feel the pinch
there is joy but i can feel the tickle...
there is hope but no positivity
there is light but its too dark to see it
i have gone through the highest high and swimmed through the lowest low
right now....i guess i am in search
in search of well another new me
this time around....a lill less of everything////
gud night god bless
Thursday, April 19, 2007
newyork angel
An almost stranger from the past waiting
An unfamiliar, unexplainable anxiety which was shadowed by the steeping excitement
Busy hotel lobby bursting with rain drenched travelers and I try and read every face which seems pretty and her
And their i see her scanning every face to find a reflection of me...
She stands pretty and tall on the steps with her oh I am so tired look
We walk across to the café, its raining thoughts, perspectives, emotions, illusions, and madness
Corner café at a busy Manhattan street, Italian food , goo goo dolls in the background….
We share a little that we had in common, the weak stitch from the past and little which was unknown, unspoken …stitching us together forever or so it seemed
Her views, her perspectives, she was like my alter ego
The best lunch in the past 12 months and the happiest entry in this blog
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Monday, April 02, 2007
Sunday
Solitary Sunday
Wet eyes
Heavy breath
Morbid visions
Dark shadows
Numbness
An atheist prays
Dying optimism
Birth of a cynic
Desperate affection
Contemptuous imagination
Scornful dreams
Self mocking
Forced acceptance
In that order
Wet eyes
Heavy breath
Morbid visions
Dark shadows
Numbness
An atheist prays
Dying optimism
Birth of a cynic
Desperate affection
Contemptuous imagination
Scornful dreams
Self mocking
Forced acceptance
In that order
Sunday, March 25, 2007
i feel numb for a split second
feel shattered the other
feel someone has died deep inside
almost as if my soul is running out of reasons to live inside
as if i am waiting for the gallows , life smeared with darkness
her thoughts which painted my life red are turning black
my life is walking off and am sitting tied with the unbreakable
the movie has ended and i felt pity till the time i realised it was my life
will never live if she leaves...cant hold on...
cant un love her ...cant love neone beyond her.......
have felt the lowest of lows
the extremes of agony...
guess my best wasn't enough..................
feel shattered the other
feel someone has died deep inside
almost as if my soul is running out of reasons to live inside
as if i am waiting for the gallows , life smeared with darkness
her thoughts which painted my life red are turning black
my life is walking off and am sitting tied with the unbreakable
the movie has ended and i felt pity till the time i realised it was my life
will never live if she leaves...cant hold on...
cant un love her ...cant love neone beyond her.......
have felt the lowest of lows
the extremes of agony...
guess my best wasn't enough..................
Sunday, March 04, 2007
i loved u since september
i know it all started suddenly and i know we rushed in ...
i know i made mistakes and did the wrongs in the very beginning...
i cant forget the coldplays...the wines and the dance...
getting late , making excuses and innumerable promises
those months i was in some kinda trance...
do u remember the night at blues...when u said it all...
it still sounds as if it was just yesterday..
the morning drives to office...the sun on ur face..
and the sparkle in ur eyes which grew with every passing day
how i hated to part and how i wanted u to be their every single day
couldn't change it at all..just that now i want u every split second
u bought me love when i had started hating the very word..
u held on to me when the winds from past tried to blew my life...
the sunday lunches, the tc nights and the jams at dj's ...
dont remember the life before u and cant think of one without u...
the trips to the jungle ,the urge to fight the world..
wish it was still around...wish u were still around...
i know u might never read this..
even if u read ,,,u might not believe this..
i am in love with u ....since i remember...
i have fallen in love with u every single day since that September
i know i made mistakes and did the wrongs in the very beginning...
i cant forget the coldplays...the wines and the dance...
getting late , making excuses and innumerable promises
those months i was in some kinda trance...
do u remember the night at blues...when u said it all...
it still sounds as if it was just yesterday..
the morning drives to office...the sun on ur face..
and the sparkle in ur eyes which grew with every passing day
how i hated to part and how i wanted u to be their every single day
couldn't change it at all..just that now i want u every split second
u bought me love when i had started hating the very word..
u held on to me when the winds from past tried to blew my life...
the sunday lunches, the tc nights and the jams at dj's ...
dont remember the life before u and cant think of one without u...
the trips to the jungle ,the urge to fight the world..
wish it was still around...wish u were still around...
i know u might never read this..
even if u read ,,,u might not believe this..
i am in love with u ....since i remember...
i have fallen in love with u every single day since that September
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