Friday, January 21, 2011

Marooned…in the horizon a ship sets sail…
Marooned…
A broken compass. A watch that doesn’t tell time.
Marooned…
an ocean ahead yet no water to quench my thirst.
A stale sandwich.
A pen without ink.
Marooned… a rescue boat but no one to be rescued…
Ah! The irony called life…
Give your best performance. Hear the applause.
The curtain falls. Take a bow…
Ah! The joy called life…

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

One moment

In my earlier post I talked about moments that made 2010. Seems like the enchantment of moments has not yet left me because here I am talking about just that yet again!

It’s weird how sometimes you spend hours and years deciphering, understanding and relating to things and people that are so important to you and then BANG there is that one moment when none of it makes any sense...

Your entire life and all the hard work seem trivial or insignificant and NO, it doesn't have to be a moment of depression neither do I mean something horrible...

It’s just a moment..

It could be a smile that you got from that old beggar lady on the street,

The shimmering light you see up in the mountain...

Or a puppy you cuddled

It could be something you see every single day and never register, but today, just for that split second, it catches your eye and in that very instant life calls...

It could be the warmth of the hand you have held a thousand times

Or the one you hold for the first time...

It could be that song you sang when you were a child

The words of a friend

The look of a stranger

It could be that long lost yet memorable smell...

Just anything...

That one moment and you will never be the same again...

Monday, January 10, 2011

and it begins...

They say life is about the moments...

Moments that are so large that one can’t see anything beyond them

Moments so small that they may well be forgotten...

Life is all about the moments...


2010: 365 days of moments

365 days made of moments when decisions were made and broken

365 days made of moments when darkness engulfed everything around me

365 days made of moments when the smile didn't stop...

Moments where I discovered who I really am because I changed

Moments where I refused to let go

Moments when I learnt to move on

Moments where concepts of love were shattered only to be redefined

Moments when who I am was less important than what I can be

Moments when limits defined were erased


2010: The year I lived.

This is the year when my heart bled as I watched many walk away

The year when pain long held was washed away

This is the year I lost love

The year I found love

This is the year when I discovered betrayal

The year when true friendship found its way

This is the year I learnt about limits

The year I discovered the power of faith

This is the year I realized the human spirit can endure all…


2010: The year that was full of peaks and valleys

IF there was love THEN there was heartbreak

There was loss BUT also self discovery

IF there was joy THEN there were endless tears

The dark night came BUT the moon shone with all its brilliance

IF there was sunrise THEN there was sunset

The afternoon was cold BUT the warm winter sun never left my face...


Life is all about the moments...

Moments that made 2010...

Moments that will make 2011...


It ends only to begin...

2011 Happy New Year

Thursday, December 30, 2010

All the crazy shit I did tonight
Those would be the best memories
I just wanna let it go for the night
that would be the best therapy for me....


Sunday, December 12, 2010

And then...

The goalpost
The striker
The keeper....

He looks at the man ahead and breaks into a sweat
He has no fear.
He is prepared.
But then, so is he, probably even more than him

The clock ticks and defenses are drawn

Two people up in arms,
Two looks of grim determination
Muscles are tense
Throats are parched
A deep breath
And the calculated strike...

As one relaxes
The other tenses
Eyes follow the strike,
The brain works strategies to save
Breaths are deeper, shorter

The possibilities are endless,
The fear of loss gripping,
The hope of victory ever prevalent

Flying in the air IT carries the burden of immense joy & pain
With no agenda of its own and no dream to follow IT will break many
With no control on the outcome IT will decide for many...

IT is neither here nor there.
IT IS.

There is no justice
There is no victory
There is no hope

There is hope
There is victory
There is justice

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Thursday, December 2, 2010

Talking Aloud...

It's the thought that counts... but does it really?? What use is a thought if not followed by an action that makes the thought more than what it is... merely a thought...

To think and then to act...

To dream and then to realise it...

There is so much going on in this head of mine. Thoughts, actions, dreams, aspirations, reality... And yet it feels light, like its floating somewhere where no such words exist...

Confusion has always been my middle name but now even more so... why???

I wish I had answers to all that I need to know... I wish someone would tell me what to do… I wish I would listen to that someone...

Oh! I wish...

From the zest to fight and do something why has life become about living and accepting what's on the plate...

Where is the revolution? Where is the courage to change? Where is the fight to not accept lies and injustice?

Not saying what’s truly in your mind to the one who ought to know is dishonesty.

To say yes when you mean no is being submissive.

When and how did I become dishonest & submissive?

Where and when did this complacency seep into my life???

The need for a warm blanket to keep the cold out has been met but was that all I seek? Is there more?

Am I so weak that the world around can change who I am and what I want?

What happened to the one who fought against it all?

I have changed. Something changed me.

I don't like the change.

I don't want to accept what I have, I want more.

A lot more

The fire is still there, it’s still simmering and I will not let it die...

I can’t.

Mean, heartless, uncaring and selfish, a few words once used to describe me…

In a desperate moment to be accepted I changed to make them happy but does it mean that I become someone who knows what has to be done, but doesn't do so?

Can an unhappy me keep them happy? If yes, then are they worth it?

If growing up means turning your face away from the truth then I don't want to grow up.

If maturity means giving up dreams I don't want to be mature.

If realistic means giving up on perfection I don't want to be realistic.

True happiness lies in knowing this is not the end but just the beginning of a new chapter.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Quotes Again!

I don't want to own anything until I know I've found the place where me & things belong together. I'm not quite sure where that is yet but I know what it's like.


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Never love a wild thing...
You cant give your heart to a wild thing; the more you do the stronger they get.
Until they are strong enough to run into the woods or fly into a tree.
Then a taller tree.
Then the sky.
That's how you'll end up,
If you let yourself love a wild thing, you'll end up looking at the sky


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