Sunday, August 31, 2008

I was fascinated by the intent look on amma's face when she was preparing the tea..the face void of any expressions..she took the same time my mom takes to prepare tea...we asked for 3 cups of coffee and 2 cups of tea..aliens in her territory, she was enjoying the barriers of communication..and strangely even me. We were happlily conversing in sign language. With just one stove to heat the milk and the tea..she was trying hard not to dissatisfy her customers..wracking up and being very cautious about the next move she had to make..Amused by her very sincerity, i stood by her just to watch her every move. With the right amount of coffee and milk, though a little bit of extra sugar, she satiated our very need for something to unwrap our hibernating brains.
Sipping the hot tea, brought back those sweet nothings...and blazing behind her i could witness the "lust of the maiden infinity: the sunset"..it made me feel so pure..so i decided to capture the entire scene into a definite memory..
And when i showed amma the picture that i have taken..she broke down into a childlike laughter..giggling and nodding..pointing to the picture and describing in sign language,"I am there"

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Freedom, Tricolor and the Pride…

Khadi clad visioners,

Heaving bossoms and umpteen dreams.


The wind calls to the unison of our feet.

As we march for freedom.

Men our kindred and freedom our home…

Dressed in that tranquil veil of hope,

We search for salvation.

As the messiah of moments plays in its vice.

With pride for my country whose lustre is shed.

Freedom is here.

Slays and shines, with the armor of dominance.

She echoes to the calls of us Indians.

She soars with renunciation, truth and fertility.

Our Tricolor, Our life.

The intoxicating sweet oils of freedom,

Is saturated in our bloods.

Proud we are, as farmers, as Indians.

Let this pride rule,

In platters of celebration.

And Independence.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Survival and Smoke....


With a strike of the match,
I light that very essence of my survival...

Salvation and Sanity....
Blossoms in my chest again.
It sparks in its fake aggression,
And I drag it to ash.

Pride begone and pride restored.

I gaze at that floating blanket of life...
As it snakes from my mouth to my nostrils.
Only to mate with the air. .

Leaving flavours of emotions on my lips.
I lust for that kiss of death.
Yet I kiss it again.

So I hum the obsequies
For the peace of my soul.

Let the nicotine play its arrogance on its traces.
As it lets its body burn to death.
For the rebirth of me.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Serene and she shies...


Lust of the maiden infinity..
Has burnt the source of life.

As she falters to veil her cup of desire..
It spills the nectar on the breathing wonders below.

The seen and the unseen of the man and me,
Rise and flaunt to this charismatic drama...

Dressed in the gown of virginity,
And lust writ large on her face,
She wraps herself gently on it.

The last salutation of the eternal wanderer,
Subsides to the call of the begone..
Time be shy, as they sink in moments.
Blazing thy love.

That is the evening sky....

Friday, July 11, 2008

a few mistakes of my life..


it took me some time to realize those mistakes of my life..suddenly it felt that all the doors closed on me..when emotions vapoured and vanished through the chimneys..i looked towards the sky for answers..and yes..the same face looked back at me again..He told me," I have your emotions with me now. Dont worry, i will treasure them". So tell me, if He always assures me that He has my emotions, how will i have any emotions left? i can count my emotions now..or am i becoming ash..? why did it took me so long to realize my mistakes..? the glass is half empty or half full..or is it so full that it spilt emotions over the brim? Godfathers have also become the forgetten chapters of my life..and i am not a part of it anymore..as i walk down the road to freedom, i falter to see the loops of relationships..and they pull me down again..can i ever find the reasons to survive again..? will i turn out to be an eternal nomad..?

Saturday, July 5, 2008


"cleanin up my closet...", "8 mile..", "My name is..."...this is how he entered into my world. With the rise and fall of eminem in the 21st century..rose this phoenix, which soared into the lives of the millions of people.. me being one of them. Check out Rock Bottom, We as Americans, Yellow Brick Road, Stan, Guilty Conscience(songs from his various albums). As an ill-fated psychotic worshipper, with dry hiphop collaborations, defending his sheer existence...he gets them all so right...his vivacity and his versality is portrayed very well through his songs. Love u Marshall...!!:)

Thursday, July 3, 2008

12 am..


..and its time for me to wake..
I am awake and I am not lonely..
The wind is whispering in my ears,
And the Dark keeping me warm,

I am traveling through those umpteen dreams..
And counting those which i have lost,
Can you see me standing besides the window?
Yes, and i am humming my favorite song..

I am sitting alone, waiting for that cloud to pass by..
Till then, let me jot down a few lines..
The sound of my clock is matching beats with my heart..
And i just finished writing two lines...
But I am a little confused now.
Should i dream, write or hum my favorite song?

Hey! The cloud passed by just now..
And i return to my world again.
Now i will dedicate a little of my dark time to an eternal slumber..
An eternal slumber it is for me..
Till 9 am, when i wake again....
And count the hours left to...
12 am....!

Red


Splash the color of Red on me,
I see the Blue moon today...
Dressed in the veil of embedded bonds...
I waited for you to unveil me..

I cried before the tombs of every sufferer..
And i wont cry anymore,
Give me some red too...
I will splash it again...

walking on the stars



Au Revoir..!!


Today I freed the Butterfly of my Dreams..!!

The World is pure and mankind humble,
I want you to view the chain of wonders,
Au Revoir..!!

We played with the colors of love and hope,
And hid from the thunders and passing storms,

But Dear Butterfly...
I became earth again,
And i fail to cover any more vistas,
So, I free you my butterfly...
As i wont dream again..
Au Revoir..!!