Monday, April 9, 2012

I WALKED.





I walked with my head bowed
Lost in thoughts
Searching for answers
For the questions created.
I walked fast as if my pace will
Leave everything behind
The pain, the hurt,
The worries and the tears.
I walked past
The blur of the houses, the stores
The faces and the market places...
The heart heavier
The breath laboured
The body sweating....I walked on.
I found myself in a park
Amidst a crowd
Dads, moms, kids,
Granpas and grannys.
I heard the kids laughter
Going down the same slide
Again and again....never bored.
I saw a pregnant woman
Bright from glow within
Dreams in her eyes, smile on her lips.
Saw the young bond with the old
People connect, in this disjointed world.
I walked on head held high
Opening my eyes...only to look ahead.


For - NaPoWriMo


HEART.




The centre of your being. A centre for equilibrium. A centre of your feelings and emotions. A centre for devotion. In essence, the heart is the sum total of makes ‘YOU’. Trust your heart!

We dreams with our heart and then put our mind into action, to realize these dreams.

“The way is not the sky. The way is the heart.’ – Buddha.

The heart is the beacon. Led by it, I make decisions, yes, sometimes impulsive – most of us are! Just going by the heart too can land you in trouble and it does. When things do not work out as planned or as we thought it will, we say we gained experience! There’s an excuse for everything!

Heart is also the place of the 4th primary chakra – Ananhata chakra. Anahata means unhurt, unstruck and unbeaten.

Sadly, but it is the heart that truly takes the beating of all our actions. It hurts the most, it is where everyone strikes...an easy target; and of course it is beaten umpteen numbers of time. Yet, we come out stronger...yes, we do.

Yet, it is always wise to listen to your heart.



Sunday, April 8, 2012

RED HOT




A gasp
A shudder
The explosion
Blinding lights
The tremors
The scream
Drowning in the stream
Being swept away in the hot lava
Burnt, spent and unconscious.
The marks that were left behind
The animal imprints
To subdue and to control....
The only reminder
Of a violent night!!

For - NaPoWriMo

Saturday, April 7, 2012

SLIMY ONE.



She slithers in
Like a slimy snake
Rubbing herself along the jambs
Walking sideways and purring along.
Her cat calls never seem to end
Till she is fed
Off she turns and allows herself to be rubbed!
Cat-walk...is this how the models walk?
That’s the reason they are a funny sight!



For - NaPoWriMo


GRANDMA


It has been more than 19 years since I lost her. But, her memory is still fresh and has a unique fragrance to it.

She had four children and she used to stay at each of her kid's place for a period of 3 months at a stretch. That was a time of frequent family get together. She taught me, my brother and my cousins to play cards. She let us win, turn by turn and gave us some money when we won. She was educated till the 7th grade and was very good at math often helping me out with my sums. She used money as an incentive for us to be good and also taught the importance of earning it. She gave us money for good behaviour, for scoring good marks at school, for helping mom...she taught us to be good without really pushing us to or lecturing about it. We earned from our goodness.





She was an arthritic, and as the disease progressed, I was her hands-on nurse. I bathed her, plaited her hair, dressed her up...sometimes dress her wounds, give her tablets on time. She used to call me to be with her and spend time with her even when she was not staying at our place. Such was our bond...and I was the only grown up grand-daughter then.

The last three months of her life were the worst for her where she suffered a lot and even begged for mercy killing. Her life was one of constant struggles but she was an iron lady...and I could go on and on writing about her. Well, the food she cooked...the taste still lingers in my mind and so does her memory. Miss her!



Friday, April 6, 2012

BEYOND THE HORIZON.




Look beyond the horizon
Do not limit your vision
Break the barriers of fear
Raise yourself above indecision

Listen to your conscious, adhere
And let your heart steer
Close your eyes and let go
Universe makes your path clear

When it is light, feel the glow
Be a river and just flow
Along the way leave some inscription
Be humble at the grandeur and bow!



MY ELUSIVE ONE.





These days I wake up
To his whistles...
Two short and loud tweets
Just by my window.
I get up and
Have a look...like I do.
He is nowhere to be seen!
 I can still hear him
The unmistakable whistle,
He is camouflaged ...
A tiny bird, with loud voice
 He is my elusive one!

For - NaPoWriMo


        G-man

OF FRIENDS AND FRIENDSHIPS.




The world is a better place because of friends. Do you agree?

They are our alter-ego, confidants, enemies, soul mates, our spine....all rolled into one. Or we many have different friends for different purposes. We cannot live with them or without them.

Everyone is familiar with the quote – “People come into our lives for a reason or a season....” and friends are no exception.

I remember a lot of friends who were my best friends at a particular point in my life, sadly who are not in today’s scene.



Some, I reconnected through social networking sites and went on to become great friends again and some just faded away after accepting the friend request. Happens.

Am blessed with some rock solid friends who have been there since high school. When we meet, we aren’t the grown-up, soon to be middle aged women; but, 14-15 year old giggly high school mates. The feeling is just awesome. They are my re-charge batteries.

Last but not the least, my online and blog friends....you all have enriched my life beyond words.
Cheers!






Thursday, April 5, 2012

DON’T BE BLUE....





Do I really feel blue to write a couple of blues?
Should I be feeling blue to write a couple of blues?
How can I write, where I have little or no clues!!

Just let go and let your creative juices flow
They say just let go and let your creative juices flow
But, the truth is I ain’t even feeling so low.

Now, I sh’d have a drink or two
C’mmon give me a drink or two
Oh! Shucks...this is making me tipsy than blue

What the hell! Now is the time to get real
What the heck! Now, let us get real
Forget blues; let us don our dancing shoes which are teal.

Common, let us jive, dive and drive ourselves crazy
Ohhh baby, let us jive dive and drive ourselves crazy
Let’s dance, come by my house don’t be lazy.



ENAMOURED.




What is it that attracts me to you?
As I sit and gape at you....

Is it your lopsided smile?
Or your toothy grin?
The deep throated laughter?
Oh! The things I imagine!!!

Is it your style?
Or the way you hide your
Emotions behind the veil?

Is it your wit...
That has me in splits?
Or the intelligent repartee?

The gestures you make
With your rough hands,
Which is smooth on my skin?

Wait! It must be your heart
Whispering to my soul...

As I try to decipher you,
I realize...
Am enamoured by you!!