shower of respite

today I go to delhi....thats a relief...life at home has become a little monotonous...I of all the people cannot take a routine life and at home thats what it has come to....yesterday while talking to a guest at home i realised it has been quite a few days that I havent even stepped out of my house....it was unnerving and thinking about that I kind of panicked....this certainly isn't normal...

anyway i look forward to a weekend of fun ahead...

green chillies in the chicken curry

while adding chillies to the chicken curry i realised one thing....chillies make my eyes water and tongue burn and nose flow relentlessly, then why do i add it still....granted i like the aroma and flavour that they add to the food....but still there is a great amount of discomfort adding the burning sensation that lingers in my fingers when i chop them....
thoughts wandered and I started comparing this to the way we all live our lives...there are certain risks and decisions we take...we all know are gonna create a turmoil but there are certain things attached to these decisions that we look forward to inspite of the discomfort the turmoil causes...

the green chillies to the bland chicken curry......

the fear of loss is the worst fear of them all...i guess you wouldnt know till you face it... i faced it recently... and I would like to say it made me see things in an entirely new perspective and a new light...but that would be a lie...what happened was that i started appreciating things...things like a sure shot hug frm certain ppl in my life.. i know i will get it when i want it and sometimes even though i dont ask for it...

these are the tyms when you thank God for what you hav...a tym , when you realise that you should cherish whatever you have because its precious...

As I see with open eyes, I see the blinding light, closing my eyes I see a pleasant darkness, a darkness welcoming me, soothing me, enveloping me and bringing to me the sweet memoirs of past not so long gone. Days that were carefree as the butterflies in a garden of big, fat flowers. The days that once were the epitome of happiness. I welcome all that and more in this warm darkness. This darkness is my hope. This darkness is my will, to live, to go on a bit more, just a bit more. It gives me the power to stand up, it gives me the power to fight back. I t gives me the wish to live.

And they say darkness depresses.

Darkness is what you want it to be. It is clay in your hand waiting to mould into a shape that you need it to be. It is at your mercy not you at hers. Grab it, Play with it, Own it. It will be yours.

the Woman Her self

when a Girl is born...
She becomes a Daughter.....
people know Her for Her father....
Her name is less known as ever...
She grows up to be a young Lady...
a Woman of willowy beauty...
goes ahead, and gets married....
to be known as just Her husband's Wife...
time goes by..
She bears a child...
She creates life from Her womb
bearing pain unknown to man..
now, now she is known as Her son's Mother...
they say a Woman has three big stages in Her life....
but is it Her life at all...
She is a Daughter, a Wife and then a Mother....
but Her own self is lost in these relations....
but can we call it Her self...

the greatest gift....

A glimpse of life…a flash of soul…
A breath of vivacity…a sight of the sparkle…
A day has so much in store…
Morning brings with it…
A glitter in the water…
A cooling warmth when you splash it on your face…
The birds are singing as your heart sings in tune…
The flowers blossom as you lay eyes on them…
The sun winks at you as you bathe in the rays…
The trees so green and fresh beckon you…
Come out wherever you are…
The lake beneath calls out…
The sweet seductive scent of the fruits and flowers…
Lure you out…as you walk barefoot on the dew dripped grass…
You experience eternal bliss…
The day moves on…
The sun a little stronger…
Shines with all his might…
You, fed and watered, look out of the window…
It’s a beauty of its own…
The drowsy dog lying in the shade so peaceful…
The trees so alert giving relief to all that seek so…
The grass looks dreamy yet bright
Reflecting the glory of sunlight, that touches it…
The dazzling beauty of the lake, mesmerizing your eyes…
The flowers basking in the sun….share the glory with all of them…
The fruits still in the shade…peek out from between the leaves…
Looking like naughty kids…out to play against rules that mom has put…
As the sun sets…the aft dulls down to the eve…
The white bright sky reddens…as the sun moves down the horizon…
The tiny stars wink at you as you look up they greet you…
The warm air changed to pleasant breeze…
It places a peck on your face and you feel so sweet…
The shadows grow longer and darker becomes the lake…
The flowers sway with pleasure as they get ready to retreat…
The sun bids goodbye…and goes down the earth, to his bed…
Sleep beckons as through the day he traveled so much…
The birds are yet singing…but not greetings this time…
The singing so sweet as they put their babies to sleep…
The dusk sets in and gives way to night…
Oh so sweet and quiet, the night comes…
The trees the flowers the fruits and the lake….
Bathed in the moonlight as they unwind…
The sound of the crickets…sounds like a girl’s trinkets…
The lake so divine wearing the moon in her neck…
All asleep as the night comes down…
She plays in the grass shining with the pearls of dew…
Watched by the trees, flowers and fruits in wonder so new…
The song of the night playing in the ears…
Puts you to sleep, dreams of bliss surround you…
This is a day that comes to you…
The greatest gift you can ask for…
Cherish it the best you can…
As this is what that makes you go on….

leaves of memories

Leaves of memories….sweet and tender…
Touch our heart…and make it melt…
The warmth it evokes…oh so luscious…
The feelings so tangible…I never have felt….
As I remember…me as a toddler…
My mother hugging me tight…
Egging me to go ahead…
School will be all right!!!
I see myself sitting on a bench….
I share it sitting on one end…
There is a boy sitting on the other…
I smile at him…and he’s still my best friend…
The sweet successes….the wretched failures…
I tasted them all….
I remember my parents, my friends…
And I remember who stood by me at times all….
Those carefree days of college…
As we sit under the tree in the shade….
Hogging on sweetmeats, gossiping…
Not a care for anything neither time nor grade…
Entering the new world of work…
Responsibilities surround us all….
We still are the same for each other…
No matter worldly how big or small….
That special someone I spotted…
The laugh that I adore….
She is with me today…
Could I ask for anything more?
I saw my children grow up….
Crawling first and then treading their own paths gingerly….
Their first words to their degrees….
I remember them all so clearly
And today I see before me….
Their children and again I felt….
Leaves of memories…so sweet and tender…
Touch our heart…and make it melt…..