Friday, March 25, 2011


A dreamy day,
A waning way,
A nasty night,
A sober sight...
A gleeful glare,
A fathom of fear..
Brewing blisters,
Yawning yesters,
Creamy colors,
Pleading pallor,
The misty marsh,
Hazy and harsh..
A lovely loner, with her lonely love!

Saturday, March 12, 2011


Dear followers and readers...

Here I am, after having survived 2 long tragic days, breathing the air of the blogosphere.
My condolences to all the victims of the Japan calamity, and their families..

My condolences to my dearest friend, who lost his mother yesterday in an accident.. May the Almighty give them the strength to move on with these residents of heaven watching over them.

And may the departed souls rest in peace.

In the mean time, friends, give it a thought: Isn't the unpredictability of life brutal at times? Isn't the transience of our dearest possessions the reason for all our mental injuries? The answers being an unwanted "yes", its time we wake up from our ignorant slumbers. I'm aware, that in an attempt to free myself of the grief of the losses and the fear of the losses to come, I'm only reiterating the words of many other great people. But I'm sure expecting at least a few of you to start thinking in the way I'm doing now: I'm not referring to the grief, I'm talking about the endeavor to make the world a better place to live in.

The strategies&punchlines are all conventional...
*positive thinking
*life being short has little space for hatred or sorrow
*Self introspection
*think before you act....

..... and so on and so forth...

And I suppose every person is well aware of these little things........

The knowledge, however is not working anymore. It's time to act. That too, on an individual basis. Dear friends, let's do our bit, and make people do the same. Every little effort counts. We can't confront nature, but we can behave the way nature has made us. We keep forgetting that we are born as "human beings" and not "inhuman beings". Having done enough damage already, let's now behave like the goody goody kids... well.... that MIGHT soften Mother Nature.. you know!

This will definitely not assure you of a disaster-proof life, but it sure will dilute the severity of the disasters.

Let's be the solution, not the problem!

Wednesday, March 9, 2011


Peace, the piece of my heart..

Pleasure, in thy love’s art...

Path that knows no thwart,

Plight, in the distance apart,

Pure since the day it starts......

Ravenous is the lust

Racing past the dust..

Real and robust.

,Royal and just...

Reaching for the world so vast.....


Intense passion....

Impregnable ,

immesnsely unforgettable..

Yearning for the love..

Young and fresh-

Yelling to

Yesterday’s dream......

A new day,

Adoring you in a new way

Amid the golden rays...

Amorously today!





Kisses temptation,

Kindles the passion..

Kneeling nights amaze your ignited rare pleasure!

Monday, March 7, 2011

On the sets!

Ever watched your phone buzz away, the caller being someone you desperately want to talk to at the moment? Try it, I assure, the pain doesn’t hurt that bad. It is just the conflict you have with yourself over the priority of the emotion that’s driving you crazy; you struggle to find out what’s nudging you the most-your wish to talk, your determination to defy your wish, your emptiness, or just the silly reason that’s keeping you from receiving the call!

It’s indeed funny how we walk away from our titbit heartbeats(apart from anyone, they include anything dear to us), leaving behind a few footprints, a few memories, a few bruises, and a plethora of reasons to glance back occasionally. And walking along, we realize, it’s neither the departure, nor the emptiness or pleasure aftermath that matters-it’s just the “happens for good” part of it! And finally, the heartbeats settle in some page of a diary, and if lucky, of a history book.

Why, you do smile with wet eyes when you discard your “favourite childhood skirt” someday; you’ve grown up, you won’t wear it anyway! Parents do send their kids away, and with time, the tears of separation fade away, the child’s success persists! We do leave our beloved behind! And we do move on after the separation!

Certain incidents do ping our lives occasionally, catalyse our emotions tremendously, and then remain “a part of life”.

Life, after all is a stage! It demands to get more and more dramatized! And you come out of the theatre saying, “Well, that was quite a play!”