Silence

The occasional roaring of four hundred horsepower nearby.
The smell of a freshly peeled orange.
Birds chirping in the distance.
The feeling of laziness on the mossy grass of heaven.

A beautiful Thursday evening.
Not too cold, not too windy.
Not too busy in the week.
The warm, refreshing sun on my back.

A bright summer evening.
Two's company.
We talk of war and love,
Of politics and prose.

The fluttering of butterflies,
The scurrying of squirrels.
This picture, this picture is too vivid,
To describe by words,
To capture on film.

This moment is so pure, so perfect.
Wish time would stay still,
For me,
To take everything in.

I take in a breath, 
Of fresh, earthen air.
This silence is beautiful,
The silence of the soul.

Free

Free.
Is the patter of rain on the wet earth.

Free.
Is the sound of school children after the final bell of the day is sounded.

Free.
Is the sea gull, which ever so subtly challenges the strong gail.

Free.
Are the trees to grow from the ground to the highest limit.

All these are bound by several elements,
Which if do not exist,
Freedom itself has no value.

What's in a name?

Have you ever said your name out loud and felt it strangely unfamiliar?
That repeating it often makes it even more stranger and stranger?
When you do say your name it sounds distant, and you are reminded of all the attributes that are bound to that name. It feels like you are addressing a different person. We are used to having our name called out by other people, but seldom comes out of our mouth itself.

I wonder

Sometimes, I wonder, do I really care what other people think? And again sometimes, I can't handle the truth about some things. Then again I think, "Let them go to hell, Who cares". Sometimes, they just seem like things so trivial, so childish, but is that what people really care about? Childish things? The world is not what it seemed like when I was growing up, and to be frank, I'm really disappointed. Things made more sense when I was younger, and now, the world is making less and less sense. Things I never used to bother about suddenly come out in the open and look me in the face. Is that called responsibility or is that just bad luck?

So is this called growing up?? Learning less and less of what you think you know? Unlearning and relearning? In this constant quest I really don't know where I fit, everything I've believed in till now is irrelevant, strange and untrue. Maybe things have changed so drastically that I wasn't around to make sense of what's happening till it hit me now.

Deja vu?

Have you ever had those unusual incidents....Like when you hear something for the very first time and get the feeling that you've never seen or heard it before..And then you start seeing that same thing everywhere...On posters, television, in magazines,etc and then you hear people talking about it...Something that you've probably never cared to notice before suddenly comes forth everyday..It's a strange feeling if you ask me.. Something that's been in front of you for so many days, which you've suddenly come across keeps appearing again and again...deja vu anyone?

A New Year

Wow, another year just whizzed by.
When the clock struck midnight last night, it took me more than a minute to believe it. IT'S A BRAND SPANKING NEW YEAR ALREADY?!.

Lots of things to look forward to this year. Graduation. New beginnings. My first job. My first salary. Very eventful year this time around.:) (And of course, the famed 2012. :D)
First of, need to blow off some steam. Last year was pretty damn hectic.
And coming to resolutions, none. Well, okay, blogging more often (at least once in a year, LOL).

There is a joke running around-
An optimist stays up till midnight to welcome the new year, a pessimist, on the other hand, stays up till midnight to make sure the old year passes. :P

Well, I guess everyone wants a new year. Curious about the unknown. Looking forward to the newness of things. A fresh start. A chance to make another list of things-to-do to just throw away (as for most of us).

Hope this year turns out better than the best. Cheers for a new and happening year!:)

At Land's End

I sat in the moonlit darkness
The violent darkness swiftly crept towards me

It broke into edges of white,

Retreating back to where it came from

Spraying a soft mist on me

My hand struck against a hard,white piece of earth
That very much resembled the crescent moon hiding and seeking in the night sky

It had such an intricate design

I kept it near to my ear and what did I find?

The same sounds as that were around me

The same black ocean

A thing so small,

Has the power to mimic the endless sea?

Wave after wave crashed onto the beach
Each with a countless amount of energy

And a power that never dries out,

But merely grows stronger and stronger

A huge wave engulfed me,

This time almost pulled me in with it

Frozen and drenched to the skin, I stood up

Standing at land's end, staring into the infinte element of water

I felt a pang of insignificance

Like how a drop of water is insignificant to the sea,

And yet how the same drop is the sea...

Destination Unknown

Am I aboard some fast train
With its destination unknown
With people getting on and off at their stops,
Once off, gone forever?

And yet seems like the ones nearest to me
Have a similar destination unknown
Perhaps travelling on the wrong train
Who perhaps have missed their stop

And then again maybe, it was meant to be
That we met
Destiny,
Or maybe sheer luck

Where is this train meandering
So deceitfully maneuvering the tracks
Seeming to be slow
But so full of breakneck occurances

And then speeding up again
To that destination
Ahead I see the tracks leading to somewhere in the fog
An endless journey into nowhere

Sometimes i am reminded
Of a rollercoaster
The gentle, steady uphill,
And then the scary, steep plunging into the earth

So this train journey is a gamble
Where I decide where to get off or ramble
To the journey beyond
To the destination unknown

Lost and Found

Just lost
Then, in another blink I see
That everything is right there
My life, and everyone in it

Again another flash of thought
And again an unrecognisable feeling
A sad feeling of loneliness
That everything is breaking away

Everyone seems so far
In that moment of thought
Is it a reason to worry
The bitter pinch of reality perhaps?

And again another breath
Everything is just the way it used to be
The fun, the frolic
Dreamland, maybe?

What happened till now is forever lost
And what is going to happen is indeed a mystery
Finding myself lost in thoughts
I compel myself to come out of that history

Nothing is for keeping
Nothing is for real
For everything that was immortal till now
Is slowly slipping away into the black hole of time.....

lluvia

The sweet smell of earth
The soft pattering on my window
The flash of lightning
And the booming of thunder

The trees dancing in the malicious wind
With the zephyr in my hair,
I plunged into the darkness,
With a feeling of defiance

The intoxicating aroma
Filled my lungs
The rain had begun
To intensify again

Somber,
I stood in the rain
Which drowned my tears
And slowly started to wash out all my thoughts

Above a sliver of ivory,
In the dark ebony
Irony,
I thought

The struggle till now was torment
Then it was all clear,
Even in the gloom
The pain was inevitable

With a whole heart I stood there
In the melancholic darkness
When a lightning struck
As if to show me my place.

The thoughts came back
The words, the emotions attached to them
The stronger they came, the louder they got
The harder I tried to flush them out of my head.

At last I achieved
The silence, the calmth
There was no more sound
Except for the deafening rain


note:lluvia is spanish for rain

Trapped....

Recently, I had the unfortunate experience of being trapped.... in an elevator. It was one of the most scariest experiences of my life (although right now can think of anything scarier that happened). Anyway, though im not a claustrophobic person, the thought of being stuck in a metal box with no way out and with fifteen other people was pretty terrifying, considering the fact that there was nobody outside to come to our rescue and absolutely no signal to call anyone. I started remembering the stuck-in-elevators scenarios; The ones from the movies I mean (especially the beginning of Speed). One dude kept ringing the bell inside the elevator which nobody seemed to hear on the outside. And then all of us were frantically trying to get atleast a call through to get us rescued. Fortunately, the bhaiyas in the lift banged the doors ( which started to whine) and yanked them open....If it weren't for that frantic effort I don't know how we would've come out alive....