Tuesday, March 30, 2010

When life sucks...

When we cant get enough we learn to give
When we cant die we learn to live

When we dont see light and darkness is all around
Hold on and pray because soon it will be light abound

When the your spirits plummet with sadness and despair
There is always an angel who helps you pull through,
who enlivens the air

When we cant decide which way to go
There is always someone who leads the way sure but slow

When we want the pain to end but cant let go of the past
Thats when we learn to smile through it all beacause its the pain our will outlasts

An ode to childhood

I wish i was back to being a 10 year old
The summer vacations and stories grandma told

A house full of of cousins, the games that we played
Ice creams, choclates, sweets and lemonade

Moonlit nights, sun kissed noons
Hide and seek in the sun and poker in the moon

Homework that we hated, school all forgotten
candies made of ice and candies made of cotton

All seems like a dream but memories behold
I wish I was back to being a 10 year old


A special dedication to my bhai bandhus especially Mr. Arvind Mishra :)

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

The Story of our life…



The walk is long, it goes on and on,
and it all ends in vain,
the forever kind of pain

The thoughts emerge and it hurts,
there is no way to complain,
the forever kind of pain

Forgotten and lost, forgiven the thoughts,
and then there is life left to blame,
the forever kind of pain

The forest and the greens and all things serene,
yet all is same,
the forever kind of pain

We stand one way and one voice to pray,
then god won’t play the game,
the forever kind of pain

The sand and the sea, the places where we could be,
the memories remain,
the forever kind of pain

Touch those lips, we would have to give,
all that retained,
the forever kind of pain

The life that they live, the happiness it gives,
a perfect frame,
the forever kind of pain

The speed that there is, the fall that thrills,
it kills to be insane,
the forever kind of pain


(you and me)

Thursday, March 11, 2010

How certain events, songs , fragarances trigger a rush of memories....that song today reminded me of that day...it was 1 at night..we were returning home after watching a movie..the streets were quiet..the city was aslpeep deep in slumber...and my head was full of thoughts...snuggling cozily next to him half awake half asleep in the auto..somewhere in the corner of my mind this nagging thought was always there..how much time was left..how many days were left...no one had an answer to this question..we didnt knew when and how much but we knew none of us wanted this to end..i could smell the air...the city always smelled of jasmine flowers...and i loved roaming in the streets at night wiith him...it made me feel very liberated somehow like that time of the night and the streets at that time of night belonged to me....holding his hand tightly i didnt want to let it go...still i knew someday I will have to...