Friday, October 26, 2012

For now and forever



A blinding sunrise, and the cool morning breeze,
The pounding on the road of the determined feet
the smell of sweat and the sound of ragged breathing
none of those ever seemed so sharp and soothing.
Smoky fog and dew drops on rose petals,
greener grass and the warm woolen mittens,
the winding road that makes a stranger your kin,
I know I have changed for now and forever
when the smallest of the sound is music in making,
when life becomes a sumptuous feast,
with all the truffles, tarts and trimmings
laid out in all its grandeur for my leisure..
when the old sweatshirt is all I need for comfort,
and when your smile changes my entire day
so when you asked, did I matter?
All I could think was, I noticed life a bit more
because you were the reason I lived life a bit more.
My life was a plethora of sharp contrasts and big colors
and I was changed, for now and forever.


Thursday, October 25, 2012

I would do only so much




I would catch the moon for you, but would you have the time to get amazed?
I would write to you, but would you have the time to read, soak and understand?
I would keep a spot for you always everywhere I go, but would you have time to make it?
I would always dress like a princess just for you, but would your eyes have the time to look at me?
I would fight the world for your happiness, but would you have the time to notice?
I would cross the oceans to come to you, but would you have even missed me?
I would go to hell and come back, just to take your worries away, but then will you have time for me?
I would listen to you all day, but would have the time to share?
I would wait for a glimpse of you all day, but would you have the time to stare?
I would wait to talk and give you another chance, but would have the time to spare?
I would go quiet...and I know you wont have the time to care.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Fake-O-logy..the hammer falls...


Who is not aware of this stream existing in real as well as reel life??

Well, as students ,this is again one of those concepts which comes in handy on a regular basis..as hard as I might try there are some questions to which the way of answering is simply faking it.And then vivas..again back to our fake o logy..what would we have have done if it were not for this one logy??and while sometimes this faking hits the jackpot, there are times when we are left floundering high in the mud lands!!

And well,this where my justification for this kind of falseness ends..where we are doing what we want as we have not either done better or we dont know anything better.

As the plot for most of the things coming under the shadow of reel life are neatly subjected to a good side and a bad side,where the good side inevitably ends up taking all the glories,the same is true for real life as well.Though here we simply cannot have a tailor made happy ending for us,what we obviously believe to be the good side.Well,even if we learn to take everything in our stride with a bitter pill along just for comfort,there are things which still bother me.Like people being overly polite on face and as soon as the back is turned,start to go all beep about them.People pouring sweet honey and bitter venom with equal ease..its becoming an itch,An itch which I am dying to scratch.But I don't..any guesses why? ya,to maintain the fake polite facade.

Yes, am as much guilty of following a part of this new fake-o-logy trend as the people am condemning, but still who would want to be the lone fighter in this world of false relationships..where commitment towards anyone or anything is till the interest lasts, where friendships are more brittle than glass, where the real thing stands out like a beacon of hope, shining for mortals like me who still believe in the existence of unthinking flow of life..where look before you leap is true but not look and think before you speak.

Why is it that trust is becoming something which you have to question?There used to be a time,am sure, when once the nature of relationship has been established, be it friendship or anything else, trust never becomes an issue again.
And well now is an era when I call so many people my friends, but have been taught,yeah pretty bitterly as well, that not all of them can be trusted with the slightest of my comments, forget about secrets.It itches pretty badly when a person comes in ,smiling all sweetly and talking all nonsensical stuff, just to see what am doing and when am able to look through that facade so easily that its almost stupid to put up that facade in the first place.I find people who schmooze a lot better in this terms.Their casual attitude at least does not leave any room for pointless scheming.It is kind of easier to trust them as they are likely to forget everything or not consider our stuff to be worth the hype we create for it.

And while we are getting all nervous about the trust issue and are constantly checking our backs, waiting to be back stabbed, people come in, guide us with all sorts of advice about why not to worry and then go out and do the back stabbing themselves. Well, this might be a bit of a exaggeration but is still true to a certain extent.And thats how we come to next topic which is a favorite of people specializing  in fake-o-logy.Passing out free snippets of ADVICE.Even if am not low and actually do not need any advice, people come up with things like "I can understand what you are going through,You should do this..".Firstly, everyones troubles are situational to themselves.its highly ironic when people say, I understand what you are going through.And secondly,if someone knows what is to be done, then they should simply let you know without much hue and cry of what they have have been through, as this is not the time for letting others know your troubles, and well..hey!!most likely we were there for you when you went through that phase.. And then its easy to imagine what happens when you actually need some support.It bugs me a lot, that while giving advices all of these 'gurus' pass out the words of wisdom so obviously copied from somewhere, none of these gurus follow the same advice they dish out.I suppose the rules change for them, or again, they are ardent followers of the discipline of fake-o-logy.

Coming to the end of this outpour, I would now sway the direction towards those people in our lives who ,in a fight, strive to recollect all those things which you did to bother them, very conveniently forgetting all the things you did for them ignoring your own needs.And then try to build up air castles consisting of nothing but their troubled life, magnifying each and every problem. Am not saying that everyones life is carefree.What I mean to say is silence about the matter dignifies the situation and reduces the magnitude of our troubles there itself.So then whats the point of creating all the hullabaloo about them? According to me, it is just a bid to draw attention.Again putting up a fake facade just to prove that you are right.

And well, i did mention that am as much of a participant, as a victim, in this saga of fakeness. Fake it till you make it..yeah, maybe..but keep faking so that you seem to be making it?uhh...no!!There are many more facades to this stream of fake-o-logy but i managed to tough a few which i couldn't justify but many a times inadvertently followed.Yes, i agree maintaining relationships is very important thing these days, but the lure of the real thing is always taunts me, which I found in some cases, missed in others.So, yes, Fake-o-logy is now a part and parcel of our lives, entwined very closely and minutely, but still, it needs to be limited to just a certain extent..

It would be a very sorry life indeed if all my life I just strive to please people and fake my appreciation and never be able to voice my true feelings about them.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Friendships day-2011 :)




Parents are always the best,
but there is always stuff that needs to be put to rest..
for that stuff come in yr friends...
A boyfriend may be my tree to hold on in the worst of the days,
but its a friend who will be my weeping pillow in the billowing bays..
a pillow for comfort and joy, of familiarity and adventurous forays..
The person who called it a friends day,
had he had friends, would have known that we need no days...
every day is the celebration of the joy and hope,
and every minute is of remembrance and fondness...
When the mind is without fear, and my head is held high,
I know am with u guys, i know am home...... :) :)

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Where has the time gone??



Yea,yea..i know,a clichéd topic to write on...but well then there is something special in being in final year,final sem...Be it the final year of pre school,or school or graduation college or maybe a PG college..There's something quite eniticing about the fact that now we are proud owners of the traditions and stuff...the land is ours to rule,our word,the law..atleast for the freshers..

Living in hostel,its seriously like we've made friends for life..living together in the small spaces,eating an amazingly non appetizing spread of food,we all have been through the thick and thin together,knowing all about each others vices and virtues..knowing that you can get away with confessing your inner most secrets to your group..

Its very nostalgic knowing that whatever comes now,is probably for the last time in the lifetime.No more failed bunks, no more first days of the sem, no more celebrating the wildly anticipated and rejoiced days of our life.No more messy birthday celebrations at midnight, no more dancing out with joy for anyones accomplishment and , no more looking at the mess food and heaving a sigh of resignation. The much treasured moments, a kaleidescope of emotions is what this is all about...

Scrounging job treats amidst the frenzy of classes and aspirations, yelling and thumping people's back for getting the coveted job, feeling happy and sad and compassionate, all at the same time..if that was the hurricane churning penultimate semester, it doesnt require much of an imagination to envision this sem..The sem told and retold about by each and every senior who passed out..The most awaited,most anticipated and the most acclaimed, final sem.

The emotions are still never far behind..they are always contagious...At once, you are jumping out for joy for your friend,for securing that most coveted call, showering all the accolades..and yet, you feel terrible for the friends who missed out...its the point in time, when realization dawns as to how precarious our very own situation is. The realization that this ledge at edge of  the precipice is what saved us..Like a pack of cards, one blow from caving in..Its hope, for us and for them, that makes us stand up, shake it off and forge ahead..This is life and this what college and friends taught us.

They say time is a great healer..so this sem, is the test for time..and a test for us, to march right ahead and to prove our worth..And its the company of great friends which eases the test..drawing upon each others strength,sharing happiness and sorrow, and of course all the treats...Because in friendship, no one is left behind..A shoulder is lent, a hand is held and the journey goes on..

Dedicated to all my friends,wishing luck..and to the final semester,in all its glory...
here's to fun'n frolic all the way..
:) :)