To Mumbai, With Love

I can see,
The countless lights beaming into the darkness,
I can hear,
The waters lashing on the rocky boundaries,
I can feel the winds blowing past the tresses of the charming dame,
And I observe..

I wonder,
Do the buildings not want to break out of the monotony of standing by the sea side forever?
Does the water not want to break free, when it’s been trapped forever?
Every thing here is so still and similar,
What lends dynamism to the place is the people.
People who visit the end of this city of dreams every day,
Those who sit by the muddy water, yet cherish it all the way,
Their lives are different, each ones its own..
Yet they come together at different times on the same stone.

I see so many introspective faces, gazing into nothingness..
Yet each of them has a different feeling, a loss, love or just fulfilment.
This place has shades, varied in every second of the hour.

I can sit here for a life time,
Just dreaming of life and its hues,
But ironically the city does not allow you..
The time to be the person you love. The person dats you!


I wrote dis poem cum article when I was sitting at Nariman Point , Mumbai..

Random!

'Thought of mending it all... But it wasn't possible bending it all... So I let it be as it is, the best thing to do was ending it all'...
A couplet one of my frds wrote.. just randomly.. but it appealed to me .. so Just thought of putting it down..

Smile.. it just makes it all so easy!

Im Happy,
coz I have lived , the most beautiful moments of my life,
I am Happy,
coz i have filled the vaccume of my life,
I am Happy,
coz I have overcome the inexplicable feeling, I thought I could never deal with,
I am Happy,
coz my family loves me more dan the world,
I am Happy,
Coz people appreciate my work,
I am Happy,
Coz my close ones adore me for who I am.
Its easy to grumble and crib, even easier to blame it on fate..
But Iv learnt my lessons.. the hard way..
That life gives you loads.. watch out.. and make the most of it.. everyday!

Home Coming..

A couple of years ago.. when I was a normal rebellious ' I am always right' teenager , I had decided that I must go out of Chandigarh and experience the 'real' world coz ,I am not learning much here and dere is so much to see.. so much to explore. Years ran thru and finally it was time to bid adieu. I had got admission in one of the leading colleges of the country and was going to shift to Pune for the next two years to do my Post Graduation.

I did know ,that after this I was never going to live at home the way I have been .. forever.. but the feeling did not sink in.. so it was all said and nothin felt at dat moment..

I flew to Pune with loads of dreams, hopes and aspirations in my heart and self confidence which had no bounds..

Life seemed all great for the first few months.. then things changed.. life moved on too fast.. people came and went.. touching my life in sum way.. but somehow I just found myself standing on the same crossroad. waiting to be led.. That was the time I knew I had to take charge..and So I did..

I missed home like never before.. small things like the pansy in my garden and the pen holder over my study shelf...

The only thing that motivated me to work was that I'll be going home soon..

and so it happened.. I finally got to go back..

Homee.. the place where I was born.. which gave me warmth during the chilly winter months.. it sheltered me from the lashing waters.. the merciless sun and shielded me from the big bad world..

Now. having experienced the best and worst of both the worlds I can very confidently state that for me there is no place like home.. it has given me the most beautiful and comfortable moments of my life.. just that I had taken them for granted for all these years ...

Its Been Long

Its been a while now, although it just seems like yesterday. I can across this picture while I was randomly reading a blog. It somehow just clicked and described my state of mind right now..Feeling low, lost and somehow bewildered.
Seems like its been a long journey now, through valleyes and summits.. but the feeling is still there.. At times I question my own abilities ans at times the credibility of the other person.. but both the bets work against me !

Sometimes I just wonder. How can my judgement go so wrong, How can someone (read me) be so gullible et alll. lol.. its funny!

Ok.. Im not going to write anything more depressing now.. Guess I need some cheering up.. So I'll go and find a source of joy.. hmm.. Dats coz
-- u dont find happiness , u need to create it!-

I recollect the times of yore.

I recollect the times of yore
I lament through my fate
A friendship, which you tore
That I fostered since eight

I see an open volume
As I sprawl down to rest
Moments flip profusely
Moments… all but the best.


Its perplexing ,this game
Changes are not evident
All seems the same
Yet, all seems different ….
The daisy’s wear the same smiles
The dew gives the same sparkle
We have walked miles and miles
Though in opposite directions,
I have looked back at times
Only to feel your cold absence.

RENAISSANCE

I walk by the shore,
I recollect; the path I last trailed
I look at the twinkling core,
I retrospect; the hope that I failed
I hear the countless waves, revealing their plight
They are bounded to die, yet they fight.
I respire; to reignite the solitary spark,
That set ablaze the darkest night.
I admire the birds, sneaking from their spy,
They live on mercy, yet they fly.
I repent; for giving up,
On my cherished dreams
I reassure; my soul of surmounting another height
Faster than the swiftest waves, higher than the valiant birds
I relive; myself for tranquility, optimism and light.