Thursday, August 19, 2010

Doors of perception

What seems like arrogance,

to me is determination;

The surge of optimism

is the ‘cricketer’ power;

The greenery of jealousy,

shows not less than adoration;

The idiocy of love,

adds color to my life;

The tumult of confusion,

is the abundance of opportunity;

The striking of helplessness,

is merely blindness to chances staring at me;

Piercing music thumping against my eardrums,

is respite from the knot in my head;

The egoistic manifestation,

is not jeopardizing what I believe in;

Acceptance of the mistakes I’ve made,

Give me a chance to avoid them henceforth;

Edification of numerous dreams,

are just pawns to the fortress;

The secrecy of events,

is preventing the jinxing of the same;

The affection of numerous people,

is the excess of love piled up, to be given;

Forgiveness granted,

is letting loose of the burden on my head;

The trust invested easily,

is in the hope that integrity still exists;

Turning a blind eye to pretense,

is convincing myself, that the untainted exist;

Belief in my dreams and myself,

is sheer zeal to achieve beyond limitations of the wits;

Seeking happiness in the small things in life,

are a reminder of the coldblooded world I live in;

Whatever occurs has a reason behind it;

seeking the right or wrong in it, is in my head;

There are facts my perception defies,

but this is life through my eyes.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

The shooting star in my head...

I spotted a shooting star in the sky,

I felt like soaring into the darkness, and fly.

The stars high above flickered and winked,

And the luminary vanished as I blinked.

I ogled at the nothingness; but we still look up,

To hope, blame, wish and at times to shun a crack-up.

Why had I hoped to see a falling star?

Can anything help, especially something so far?

I pondered on what my desire meant

Was I that helpless and bent,

that I had to depend on a myth?

Everything I want was presented, forthwith.

Still, for the guardian angel, I yearn,

For from the past, I have learnt,

If you believe in your dreams,

all will churn out, exactly as you deem.

A shooting star won’t fetch me what I seek,

It’s solely me, even if I’m judged a freak.

Amongst the fallacy I’d stop to think,

Was it me or the star; I’d probably rethink.

Monday, August 2, 2010

I realize what they say is true, today. You don’t know how it feels, till it happens to you or one of your own. When the world was busy celebrating ‘Friendship Day’, a few of us were mourning the loss of a dear friend. We read so many articles in the newspapers everyday about various felonies, but nobody really relates to it. You feel bad for sometime and boom you're back to routine. Today I know what that feels; to lose someone you’ve known, to lose someone you’ve spent time with, one who didn't have mean the world to me, but who still occupied a little space in my world, even if she just existed.

After something like this happens, your mind is at its wobbly best. I was thinking all day what if it was me? What if something like that happens to me? What about all the things I wanted to do in life? What if this is the eye opener? I don’t know what is going to happen in the next waking second, for that matter even the long sleeping seconds. But there is one thing I learnt today, to live each day as if it were your last and do all you can, before time is up because that’s something that is never in your hands. I don’t want to take regret with me to my grave, whether or not I take anything else. I know I am here for a reason and I shall not depart till it has been accomplished, but it is never known what destiny has in store. I might as well not have people crying after I’m gone, but have them smile now while I can see it because I do not believe in the multiple life theory. You live once, you love once, you achieve, fail and learn in that one life and you die once; the end of the story. So it’s now or never.

I wonder sometimes, what sort of a person could even think he has the right to deprive someone else of ‘LIFE’! The Human mind is capable of the most heinous thoughts and they act based on it. Aren’t there anything called scruples existing in today's world? In the book, The Kite runner, I love this quote:
"Now, no matter what the mullah teaches, there is only one sin, only one. And that is theft. Every other sin is a variation of theft... When you kill a man, you steal a life. You steal his wife's right to a husband; rob his children of a father. When you tell a lie, you steal someone's right to the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness... There is no act more wretched than stealing, Amir."

Acceptance of the fact that the state of the world is in tatters, is perilous, because we accept and we forget. We soon will forget even this and live with it... This is my way of remembrance. Remembrance of the fact that it's now or never. This is the ONE opportunity I've got to do all I want. I don’t exactly know what to even say anymore... But this post is only for that friend of mine who had to swallow the brunt of someone’s obsession!

One day your life will flash by, like a running train before your eyes... You got to make sure it is worth watching and smile that it has gone by, just as beautifully just as you wanted to whittle it.