Far beyond the pines….

I saw a place far beyond the pines,
A stream running through the vines,
Beloved place, it seemed from far across,
To my view from this side of the pines.

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I wondered about the people who lived across,
As this side of the life was not much to appraise,
Wondering whether, was all at ease there,
Where I saw beyond the pines and the stream so clear.

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What would it be, for the those who lived beyond?
Would the day start just like us or is it crisp and sunny dawned?
Will the children play near the stream in the twilight,
Like the firefly that shine so bright as the nights skylight.  IMG-20180323-WA0002

Oh! What I would not do, to just get a glance across those pines,
To relish the glory, so rare this side of lanes,
Life beckons me, from far across the pines,
Even If only for a while, in whose memory I will live the life rest of mine. IMG-20180323-WA0007.jpg

The sunlight streaming through the pines,
The glare makes me to squeeze shut my eyes,
The momentary dream of walking through the pine,
Silence around me drowning the stream’s flowing so fine.

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This hallucination so fine of a momentary squeeze of eyes shut,
Remained in my memory so etched,
Life went on this side of the pines,
And my escapade to those land across the pines
Made my life worthy enough to live through my pains.

 

 

Blowing in the Wind

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I love this wind, which blows against my face,
Tearing away my inhibition and my limitation,
It felt like the wind is uplifting my spirit and freedom with ace
Lifting my mood and my world to another level of celebration . IMG-20180312-WA0005

This wind makes me to ask for more,
From this journey and from my life in right time,
For a split second I wished for more,
That this journey never ended and lasted for a lifetime.

As the road lay stretched long ahead,
My eyes played the trick with me,
There far beyond I saw a mirage wide spread
Stretching and glistening far across the road beyond me.

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The wind along with the mirage like a magic wand,
Played the trick with my mind too,
I started to see things which were not true.
As I floated along in my far away land.         IMG-20180312-WA0002

Fluttering white wings of a flying crane,
From the passing field brought me back again,
From my dream land, I landed to see the bird flying in the wind.
As it spread it’s beautiful white wings against the wind.

It fluttered along and against the rhythm of the wind with ease,
Once it found the momentum, it eased with peace,
And glided along just fine in the arms of it’s friend.
Oh how I wish I was that bird and wind was my friend,

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Just to fly high and to fly against the wind,
And then totally surrender and glide in the arms of the wind,
And then wind and me would end, Gloating together like true friends.             IMG-20180312-WA0004

Lovely as it is, this journey will come to an end,
Then comes, the anticipation of a new journey with my friend,
With wind playing it’s regular mischiefs untame,
And me going on another journey with the wind and it’s game..

An Ode to Women

A smile on her face to hide her pain,
Everytime she has nothing to gain,
But still she flutters like a butterfly,
Around the people, that adds to her charm beautify.

What would be life without her, pause and think,
For, she makes the life worthy to live without a blink,
Lovely as she is, in every circumstance,
She is the life’s lovely and delicate nuance.

She may be the better half and your wife,
Or she may be the one who gave you your life,
Or she may be the one who calls you Dad,
Or is she the sister who soothes you when you are a tad bad.

Who ever she might be in your life’s journey,
Acknowledge her presence, for she cannot be bought by money,
Treasure her, love her and cherish her when she is still alive,
For who has seen tomorrow, so stop being a naive.                  IMG-20180308-WA0003

A Soul Searching

How much do we know about ourselves? I mean how much really do we get to know ourself in our lifetime?          IMG-20180306-WA0007

Makes you think isn’t it? At least one pauses, before we answer this, if some one asks this question to us. What kind of a person are we within ourself?      IMG-20180306-WA0001

Well I know, we can easily fix up some adjectives along- like saying I am a happy go Lucky person, I am full of positive vibes, I am an optimist or a pessimist, I am an extrovert or an introvert etc,etc; But who are we deep down, do we really know ourselves, there are times when we ourselves cannot under stand what we need. There are days you don’t even understand yourself. Without any reason for that matter we get upset, we go into a shell, we kind of get lost. And then it becomes impossible for us ourselves to please us isn’t it.                      IMG-20180306-WA0000
Have you ever wondered what is that we really want from ourselves, we are well aware of what we want from others for that matter. Stop! Pause! Do a favour. Ask yourself this question today. Dear Me, Who are you really, what do you want from within yourself? Are you happy being me, or do you have any other expectation out of myself? Are you content with what you are? Could you give a true feedback so I may look within myself. You may be surprised with the answers which comes after a lot of soul searching.                  IMG-20180306-WA0002

There are times we act mysteriously, some kind of depression sits on you and refuses to leave, it follows you like a shadow, some unknown reason which you can’t pin point to, but all you need are reasons to make your heart heavy. It goes on for a few days and all of a sudden one day you wake up and feel happy or cheerful, again no particular reason what so ever. If asked for a reason you have none. Mysterious isn’t it. That’s exactly why I ask What do we know about ourselves?                        IMG-20180305-WA0001.jpg

“To be or not to be: that is the question” spoken by Prince Hamlet from William Shakespeare’s play Hamlet considerably seems like an easy question, compared to the real questions we need to ask ourselves who to be or what to be. We keep evolving with every situation and circumstances. We are not the same person we were years ago. But what we are deep inside has already formed many a years ago probably when we were much smaller, all the outer layers form like a thick coat with the years of evolving as we call it. If peeled like an onion layer by layer can we find that true self inside or has that rottened up? The child- like nature of every human being should be the core inside the layers, if not the rotten state inside can emit the stale smell outside inspite of all the layers which has engulfed around us. The true state has to be rediscovered, once again if it has been lost along many a things we had to loose in this world while co existing or living as we simply call. For it’s the true state of being ourselves differentiate us from being the other person we have become in the course of time. It’s easy to blame others or much more easier to give excuses for what we have become today, but always remember during this course it is the essence of being ourself we have lost much more than all. For which only we are answerable not others.                              IMG-20180306-WA0005

So isn’t it time, that a little soul searching is done, before we point our forefinger at others and the other three fingers point back at you.             IMG-20180306-WA0006

Are we truly, what we think we are, or is it time we started peeling the layers one by one for a rediscovery of our true self – our inner self, the child like state we left behind.

       images (3)Come let’s rediscover ourselves, if not for others; just for our own self. A rediscovery of the true self which we were meant to be, hidden deep inside our soul  and which, with a little persuasion and inspiration can be brought out to the light. For faith shines brightest in a child-like soulful heart.   IMG-20180306-WA0009

A Wandering Soul

Oh! Eternal Sunshine, my eternal peace,
I search all over, but fail to find you,
Where do my search end and lo, that moment I cease,
Till then I go on, in my world so blue.                   IMG-20180228-WA0002

Is this the plan Almighty had for you,
Or are we rebelling against the Master plan,
I am sure the heavenly plan had a view,
And the human mind being- what it is, farther just ran.

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Yesterday seems so far away,
Like a faded memory, a stone throw away,
Do I get a glance of these temporary memory,
Of the faded past in its adorable glory.               IMG-20180228-WA0004

Where do I start, where do I begin,
My search for lifelong quest of my existence
Should I start from the rebellious sin,
Or should I just surrender to the will of persistence.                 IMG-20180228-WA0005

This world and it’s inhabitants has become
More and more obnoxious,
No more it has any humanity left for an outcome,
What is left, may I ask in the state of subconscious?                IMG-20180228-WA0006

Without a doubt, the sky is blue,
So is the colour of the faded dream,
But let’s together, find the time that flew,
And let our world become one as a single team.

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Moments, those beautiful precious moment.
Having lost their glow with the time.
Let’s recreate a heaven on earth, as a covenant ,
To have an eternal sunshine and eternal peace and let that be prime.                  images (2)

Déjà vu

Have I been here before,
Or is that a déjà vu I feel,
Why do this feeling become so real,
That I have stood in this shore.                        IMG-20180222-WA0009.jpg

The time wheel stopped some while ago,
When I did come across my fate,
Face to face death dared me to a date,
The world crashed around me along with my ego.

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Will it sound like a cliché,
When I say this, we are like a fading flower,
Inspite of a beautiful bloom we wither,
To be remembered as no more than a dear one’s wish.

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A lifetime passes away without a realisation,
Of the temporary abode we live in,
Failing to see the moment we begun,
Regretful, forgetful, doubtful all this in boastful equation.

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The toothless grin of a child reminds us of the beginning,
Where the purity of innocence reflects through the child’s smile,
The world again shrinks once more in a lifetime, while;
This time the toothless grin is of the time ahead of a life’s ending.

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Does this sounds like a déjà vu this time,
When the scene all over repeats,
Something says this time, no regrets,
When once more the clock of time chime.

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Lo! Behold stands my heavenly Paradise,
Requirement is simple yet complex,
Spiritual restoration with a gentle coax,
Spirit of gentleness kindly lead me to my heaven so nice.      IMG-20180222-WA0021

Live and Let Live

Live and let live. This should be the right mantra for the current scenario in India. Intolerance has reached its peak in our country. All our news channels and the media stands as a witness to the above statement.                         IMG-20180216-WA0000

        What happened to the Democratic country we were so proud of till a few years back. The word Democracy has lost its meaning in the current situation. People have started to become intolerant to one another and have started to show special interest in the colour of flags, where some prefer orange to anything else, others prefer their green dearest where else some swear by red. The combination of the orange along with the green and white as a medium of peace has lost it’s sheen. Where have we ended up?                            IMG-20180216-WA0005.jpg
What happened to our bygone era, when all our neighbour’s festival was our festival when it was diwali we too fired crackers along with them and sweets were exchanged from here to there,                         IMG-20180216-WA0004.jpg

Christmas meant hanging stars irrespective of being Christian or not, Ramzan meant hot biriyanis from neighbors. Have we lost it all? How beautiful were those days when all could sit together for gatherings irrespective of the religion and there were still common topics to talk about, the children’s progress, the ailing parents health, the career and little gupshups of the neighborhood.                         IMG-20180216-WA0001

                Have we lost our right to speak, right to emote, right to express in this country? A country which has produced great speakers, writers and great leaders. Is it becoming a place where we have to think twice before doing anything or even to speak anything?

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Fundamental right to stand up for oneself is being questioned, isn’t it high time we all stood up as one neighborhood, one society, one state and one country against this injustice?                 IMG-20180216-WA0009

When a movie named Padmavati had to fight the whole lot of rascals and ruffians who stood against the movie in the name of a particular community and religion they failed to realise that the more they shout on their rooftop the more the publicity the movie got. The protesters where yelling their throat and burning the public properties without having any idea as to what the movie even contained. Poor director shouted on top of his voice to all the deaf but loud hooligans that there is nothing in the movie which would hurt the sentiments of any community for that matter.                        IMG-20180216-WA0011

If it was the orange that protested then, now the geeen has taken up the task by protesting against a movie from a far end state of India in the name of hurting religious sentiment. A movie which had become an overnight sensation with a wink of a teenage girl in an innocent flirtatious manner caught the attention of the green party and now the whole lot objection is about the song which belongs to a community and religion which is playing in the background when the poor girl winks and the boy goes awestruck and boom. The director of the movie ‘Oru adaar love’ is now on all the channels justifying his movie, the song in question and the whole winking sequence.              IMG-20180216-WA0010.jpg
When did we as citizens of this great country became so intolerant towards such minutest of incidents. When we from being a friendly neighbour became such a boisterous crowd. Isn’t it time that we realised what kind of people we have become in the name of religion, community, and politics.

Is it the same country which boasted of great leaders like Mahatma Gandhi, the father of our nation, who taught us to be tolerant, Mother Teresa the saint as she has been honoured now, who taught us to love each other irrespective of cast, colour and creed by doing it herself, Abdul Kalam the great Indian scientist and one of the dearest President of our country, who always encouraged the youth of this country to excel and make a better tomorrow for the nation.                       IMG-20180216-WA0012
Isn’t it, the right time, we have rised above this situation and snap out of the hallucination of this current socio political influence and raise up our voice in unison against any threat or hindrance which destroys the harmony and peace of our country. Isn’t it our duty to make our country famous once again not for the wrong reasons but for being the largest Democratic country.
Live, love, laugh. For who has seen tomorrow? Live our life and let others live their lifes too. And let the young still say “Mera Bharat Mahaan” this time with only one flag the true Indian flag with orange, green and white which stands universally for peace.

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A Wild Phase of Life

Is it a fragment of my imagination,
Or is it real and am I in fascination,
Oh, May be I am day dreaming,
A vision in a dream, and it is illuminating.

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What ever phase I am in, it feels like a trance,
I am unable to make any sense,
Of my belonging and my essence,
Last of all, what I need is none of these nonsense.                           IMG_20180244_014301

So many years of living, a kind of life, has passed ,
Now another phase of living started,
And I start all over from the scratch,
To build everything over batch by batch.                           IMG-20180213-WA0002

Stages of life passed and somehow in a slow pace,
I seem to have crossed relevance of time and space,
Do these haunt my inner self and my mind,
This question is deep down and it is making me blind.                            IMG-20180213-WA0006.jpg

Obvious to the fact, that I restored,
My esteem, my entity, myself and all what I adored,
Oblivious to the passage of time this while,
I became absorbed by a lonely maiden’s smile.                        IMG-20180213-WA0007.jpg

And I still wonder whether it is a wild  fragmentation,
Of my over enthusiastic imagination,
Or is it real, in my life not a fabrication,
Will some body pinch me, just for a realisation.                     IMG-20180213-WA0008

Peek -A-Boo

Sometimes, my thoughts just wander away. I lie down at times looking at my ceiling, and my thoughts just wander away. What if it had happened like that, what if I had done it like this, kind of thoughts. Some times I wished I had a different life altogether. This life what I live right now could have been different, but it didn’t and that is the truth; I should learn to live the truth . And the earlier I learn and accept that, the better.                       IMG-20180205-WA0001All the pain I endure, teaches me something but I find it hard to accept it as a gain. There are days I get up and wish, if things were just normal. I wish all what I go through now is just a bad dream, and I wake back to my normal self. And I just sigh a long relief and say, Thank God, it was just a dream. But, nothing like that ever happens, and I still go through all the pain.

Very many times, We may ask some questions, of which we might not know the answers. I remember hearing Bob Dylan’s ‘ The answer my friend is blowing in the wind.’ in my mind over and over. Ya! Whatever that means. What do I do with the answers which is blowing in the wind? Of what use are those answers to me which doesn’t make any real sense to me.

We all bury our secrets within us. And the deeper the burial, the darker the secret. Some times all these burials and dark secrets can make us feel so empty.  But it has to remain that way for the betterment. Betterment of us and our loved ones I suppose. As they say, its a human sign, when things go wrong, we tend to hide our true feelings and cover it up all. And then we kind of withdraw into the caves we make for ourselves. For sometime we can try to patch up, but you can’t erase the past. It catches up some how with you, at least in your mind.

But, isn’t it a fact that were it not for some of the many things we have had to endure, we would not look at things with the depth that we do now. In a way, bad things are good, if only because they give the good its meaning. And we really value and cherish the good things in life.                              IMG-20180204-WA0000.jpgWe all make choices in our life, but the hard part is to be living with them. Some battles are worth fighting for, some leave us scarred for life. Battles fought within are the toughest. At some point you have to choose between life and fiction. Its two different things. A complete contrast of each other.

Happiness have always played peek a boo with me in my life. It always has been the vibrant flower at the end of the long stem swaying along with the wind playing hide and seek from my sight. It sometimes comes with all its colour and vibrance and dances in front of me. And then when I slowly sways along, it disappears from my sight and hides itself and I get stuck in my place.

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I thank God the Almighty for those glances of happiness in my life for me to go on and survive in this world. During the density of the problems I find this peek a boo of happiness in my life an inspiration and I aspire to do something different within my capacity. Life with all its difficulties becomes worthwhile because of such light moments in it. And the people behind these light and supportive moments becomes the pillar of strength given by the Almighty in your weakness like a caring hand always ready to hold you if and when your legs give away.                                IMG-20180204-WA0002

Inspiration can come from anything, even from as small as a honey bee or a struggling ant carrying its food to just a conversation you over hear during your daily commute. Open a window, if no doors opens infront of you and breathe in all the fresh air and all its freshness offered along with tons of vibrant and new positive energy and let out the stale air which had been suffocating you from within. And smile, for you have been blessed to see one another day in your life, live in the moment and soak in the bliss of the moment as happiness is just around the corner waiting to play peek a boo.                     IMG-20180205-WA0002

 

 

 

Fake Identity

A fake smile, a fake hug, all to please people,
There are times we fake even a dimple,
Just to belong to a bracket of society,
All this with a wide fake generosity.

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A fake hello, a fake nod of acknowledgment,
All made up for other person’s enjoyment,
At the cost of one’s heart bleeding,
Just to show them of our belonging.

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Was it the raindrops on your face, in the rain,
Or was it a teardrop that I saw, when you stood in the rain,
You were always good at faking happiness,
When all what was happening in your inside was sadness.

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Tear away the mask you wear so often,
Put out your real face, let it not become an orphan,
Do you have to cover up your life with a veil,
For don’t you too want to simply sail?

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Is it the people’s judgment you fear,
Is that why the mask of well being you wear,
Fear not, I hear the voice inside,
But its the exact opposite I feel outside.

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Will you let me inside you, if not others,
Let me wipe the tears away with peacock feathers,
Be true, to me, your ownself with dignity,
For once, drop away your fake identity.

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