Showing posts with label wishes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wishes. Show all posts

9.9.09

Of Esquires and Angels :)

Neither ****, nor ****
Can sustain the smoldering gaze
And who is ******* but a mere shadow
Ablaze in this vital glow
Of your Guardian Angel 
The sweet belle
The wild bee
Who rose from mighty mysterious seas
And spun her web around you
Wrenched you out of the blue
From anguish then your spirit turned
Your heart for her sweet kisses yearned
And as your lives intertwined
You chose to leave the world behind
It set your heartbeats so to race
When e’er you gazed upon that face
The innocence- it caught you- like a child
Yet even then could drive you wild
You’ll never understand the how’s and why’s
Yet you lost your heart to those brown dancing eyes
And when you got that long sought kiss
You knew you had found your perfect miss
She made a vow to none but you
And pledged her love to forever be true
Now each day your love grows strong
Like a gentle, merry, mellifluous song
Like a cream white rosebud- a flush on its petal tips
With a kiss of desire on its lips
Forever, eternal and sincere,
The flame will outlive life’s brief years
So, shout it from the mountaintops, all places high and low
This love is your reason to be and will never break or bow!
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Author's Note: I had posted this on my other blog (where, of course, you would learn the truth about the post). But then, since most people don't visit it, I decided to re-post it here as well (with the 'controversial' parts in asterisks, of course. As if you hadn't understood already. You're intelligent readers, after all! :P )
In case you still want to see the original post, just drop in your e-mail id and I'll send you an invite to the blog. :-)

29.4.09

Be careful what you wish for, 'Cause you just might get it all

It is surprising how your feelings can betray you even if you're behind the safety of a monitor and a key-board and not staring in the eyes of the one you're talking to...

Some 10 minutes back, I was chatting with this dear friend . How easily he figured out that something was not right with me and in an effort to cheer me up he sent me this song. It's by Daughtry and it's called 'Home'. Now, Daughtry happens to be one of my favourite singers anyways and his lyrics are simply heart-rending, but this person didn't know it when he sent me the song. Sheer coincidence, yes (even though I don't believe in coincidences).
The song made me cry and this person blamed himself for it (jerk!) and logged off (nincompoop!).
But perhaps, he must be silently smiling to himself for he knew that was exactly what I needed: some solitude, nice music,reflective lyrics and a catharsis!
Thanks. 
It is amazing how what a good night's sleep or a good half hour of catharsis (and I'm not referring to stimulated evacuation of the bowels here) can do to you. Our eyes need to be cleaned with some tears and our minds with some suspended consciousness in a while to make us see the beauty of life yet again.

I felt I should share it with everyone and so, here I am with the song and the lyrics:  






I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

Well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, it makes true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.

So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.

Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.

Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.
 


On a parting note, a line from this song that strikes me every single time-  "Be careful what you wish for, 'Cause you just might get it all."



Give it a thought.
:-)
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Author's note: The idea was to actually talk about that particular line, but I'm now leaving it upto you to see what you have to say to it. Do leave a comment. :-)

26.4.09

Glitch in My Brain

 (Image courtesy: My brain tumor)
Yes, you read right. I have always wondered if there was a glitch in my brain (à la Bella, yes) and I have finally come to the conclusion that it is indeed present!

I was thinking (*sigh* contrary to popular belief, yes, I do think) why I never have any answers and why I keep falling in the same dark holes (like LGL’s crab) over and over again. It was then that an important realization dawned on me- I never know what I want, only that which I don’t want!
 
Now, I don’t have any regrets from my life; I have (more or less) lived it the way I wanted to. I have learnt from my mistakes but never regretted a moment of my life, so far. It was all necessary to make me what I am today. I was learning then, I am learning still and I will continue to learn, always.
 
The trouble, if any, is that, yet again, I do not know what I want and this time I’m afraid of losing my way! Trust me; it is not a good feeling at all.
Ignorance is bliss, you say, eh? Bite me!
THIS ignorance is NOT good!!!
 
Imagine yourself as lost in some gigantic, befuddling intricate labyrinth of sorts; just standing there- inert, passive, stationary- while hundreds, thousands, millions of human souls move about frantically looking for their respective destinations, for the maze has a different escape route for every individual. At least they are aware of their destinations, but what about you? You are just- lost- in every sense of that word.
 
Now can you feel your insides horribly squirming; inexplicably?
It is not good, not good at all.
 
Wish I knew the way out of this maze...
 
I will write more about this ‘glitch in my brain’ (maybe/ maybe not). But for now, it’s time to scoot. A certain author X and his critics A, B and C are all waiting with their paranormal theories to devour whatever is left of my poor brain.
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Author's note: I was seriously considering putting it up on my other blog, but then decided to go against it. Don't ask me why. I don't know!
Currently singing- Phoebe's "Trapped in the Hospital Closet"- 
And they found their bodies the very next day,
they found their bodies the very next day,
la la la, la la la, la la la...
:-)

29.3.09

Questions


Why do I not want to see?

Why am I refusing

to acknowledge the truth?

Why did I not recognise

that, it is, perhaps,

a little too soon?



Why am I so helpless?

Why can't I forget

and just let go?

Why is it, tell me, 

so difficult, so tough

to just carry on?



There is sunshine, I know,

At the end of every tunnel.

Why, then, is it so dark yet?

Do I not deserve even the moonlight?



Why are these shadows

my only companions?

Where are the signs

of your benign presence?

Where is the peace

that you promised me?

Where is the calm?

Oh! Why can I not see?

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Author's note: Do you have any answers?

P.S.: I am hungry and bored.

P.P.S.:  This is not a 'dark, brooding post'. People who think I'm always depressed... let me just tell you that I'm roaring with laughter right now. Such is the tragicomedy of life!

*wink*
 

23.3.09

As I Burn


Those sifting clouds

And their shifting shapes,

Like flames high up in the sky

Lit by the sunlight,

Struggling to survive, about to die.

The darkness, the shadow

Creeping over- stealthily, silently,

Consciously staying away

From the last of the flames,

That burn astray.

The last of the life

Slowly moves,

Towards the last ray of hope

Their lives entwined,

Like a knotted rope.

The smoke that rises

From my ashes,

Ascends in spirals

From the grave of my dreams,

Of all unspoken desires.

As I burn...

As I burn...

21.3.09

Introspection (tag)

I have been tagged by Prakhar, or rather I tagged myself. This was a sort of a suicidal tag. He had tagged the first 25 persons to comment on his post; I ended up being the first. Although I totally detest tags and have been conveniently ignoring every time I was tagged since a while, I have decided to go ahead with this one.


Rules –
Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you.
At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged.
You have to link the person who tagged you.


Gosh! This is going to be one hell of a job.



1. The only reason I’m sitting here doing this tag is because I have turned into a sort of a recluse. I go to college sparingly. The last time I went to college was 17th February- a good 10 days ago. Most people know that I’m down with the flu, which is just part of the truth. I am obviously not going to blurt why I’m not going to college coz some people from my college read this blog and it would be good for them (and me) to stay blissfully unaware.

2. It has been more than a month since I wrote the first point and then never opened this document again. I’ve recommenced on this task coz I know if I don’t write now I would never be able to mention some of the things I’m planning to blurt out here.

3. I’m called pseudo-suicidal by some people (perhaps, most) and I know I am one. But it’s still ‘pseudo’ coz I’m a coward. I’ve tried to kill myself a hell lot of times but never succeeded. I’ve finally figured out the problem (much thanks to some people for their help) and it’s simple- I’m not at peace. My mind’s in a constant conflict. The day I’m at peace with myself and the decision, I’ll end it forever.

4. Only yesterday I had decided to NOT care about people, become anti-social and not go to college... Got a call this morning... Going to college ‘cause I have a packet of sutta in my bag which belongs to someone else and (god-dammit) I DO care!

5. I’ve been told I’m a good listener. Nice. I also know I’m a horrible talker. Conversations just don’t come naturally to me. I’m here to listen to everybody rant but keep my feelings to myself. But I’m trying hard to get more vocal about my feelings. (Well, this is precisely one of the reasons I’m still writing even though I know once I finish this tag I’ll be even more suicidal.)

6. I’ve been writing for half an hour and have come up with only 4 new points. Sadly, all of them sound similar.

7. Ah! I recalled a funny one. Since college started, I had a huge crush on this one guy. Yesterday, when I had had enough of everything I blurted it out to him. This person replies- “haan, wo to mujhe pata tha.” Damn him! Making life difficult for me! But I’m thankful for the fact the unlike other guys this one’s sensible. There’s nothing awkward between us, everything’s exactly as it was before I let him in on the secret. On any other day, I would have said that I’m glad to have such friends, but not today. Nope.

8. I was planning to ask my dad to teach me how to smoke today. But since, I’m going to college now; I think I’ll have to postpone the plan. I know I WILL start smoking and drinking some day and I also know that day isn’t too far.

9. I wish I could be the same person I was some 3 years ago- buried in her books, not a care in the world, no friends (and hence no backstabbers), never talked to anyone except herself... are wishes meant to come true?

10. Wow! I just had an argument with my mum. Nothing new about it except the fact that it’s only quarter past 8 in the morning. Result- the entire day is ruined already.

 11. Not many people know this but I’m a black belt in Karate.

12. And not many people know this but I’m also a trained Kathak dancer, a state-level swimmer (or rather used-to-be... I was selected to represent Delhi at the Nationals but then I got eye-flu and that was the end of my swimming carrier.), can skate pretty well. I’m also a self-trained vocalist (sounds better than ‘bathroom singer’, doesn’t it?).

13. I suffer from a major inferiority complex and low self-esteem.

14. I wish I had a house in some forest... far away from any civilization and close to nature.

15. Although I do paint sometimes I regret the fact that I can’t play any instrument.

16. There was just one person (the only one to do so) who loved me. Sadly, she left for her heavenly abode on 6th March, 2002. Since then... never mind. I’m not coming to the ‘since then’ part.

17. Sometimes, I wish my grandparents were alive. Although my nanaji (maternal grandfather) is still around, it’s as if he doesn’t exist. Some 7-8 years back when she (read 16) was still alive, he had decided to ‘boycott’ me for I was considered the ugly duckling (not in terms of looks, but behaviour and intelligence) of my family. He has come to regret the decision and wants reconciliation, but I can't forget or forgive him for what he'd done. 

18. In a (extended) family of some 27-30 cousins, 12 of whom are elder to me, I’m the only one to have entered a regular college. Everyone either dropped out after class 12th or got such low marks that they were left with no other option than to pursue a correspondence course.

19. I committed a huge mistake when I had taken up science in class 11th. By the time I realised this, it was too late. I slogged for two years, lost myself in the process but for some strange reason managed to pass. I still don’t believe in miracles, though.

20. I do not believe in coincidences either. They just don’t make sense to me.

21. I’m getting really late now, but I’ve promised myself that I’ll complete this.

22. I hate ***** for his one mistake. No matter how much I respect him, I can never forgive him.

23. I wished to make a difference in this world, but I’ve realised it is pointless.

24. I write only when I’m depressed and not otherwise. Considering I’m depressed most of the times, I write a lot but those writings are never posted here. Most of it is written to be forgotten.

25. I don’t think I have anything left to say now and my patience is running out. Besides, I’m getting late...
Author’s note: I won’t tag anyone. You want to do it? Go ahead.

3.11.08

To my friends... "Divine Interventions"

This untitled poem goes out to all my friends (and specifically, to one person who will figure out that this refers to him/her... so no need to mention the name!) who have been  with me through thick and thin.
Cheers to F.R.I.E.N.D.S.H.I.P.
I wish I could cry and let it all out,
But somehow, the tears have deserted me too,
And, as I sit here, silent, introspecting,
All I think of is you!

You came into my life when the world seemed blunt,
And brought with you a new verve,
And just when I had thought that all was over,
My life took a sharp swerve.

You infused in me a new confidence,
Made life worthwhile,
For you brought joy and happiness with you,
And taught me how to smile.

And now as I write this poem,
I think I’d show it to you,
For I feel God brought you to me,
Coz he knew I needed you.




May God bless you all, just as he blessed me with you.


P.S.- the poem is not untitled anymore. It is called "Divine Interventions". Much thanks to A!

PS2: Another very good friend and a fellow blogger recently pointed out that one of his posts was titled "Divine Interventions" as well... and since his name starts with an 'A', he is planning to sue me! (lol! naah.. he's a sweet soul.. m just kidding..). But yes, jokes apart, the credit goes to him- Here's a link to his post- Divine Interventions

30.10.08

Sometimes...


Sometimes,
When I say- Oh! I am fine!
I want someone 
To look me in the eyes
And say- tell the truth!

Sometimes,
When I say- I don’t care!
I want someone
To shake me up
And ask- What’s bothering you?

Sometimes,
When I say- I hate that guy!
I actually mean- 
I am hopelessly in love with him

Sometimes
When I say- I am not at all romantic,
All I mean is-
I hope someone loved me too

Sometimes,
When I sigh,
And say- Ok! I’ll do it!
I want you to understand-
I am human too!

Sometimes, 
When my insides are burning,
And yet there’s a smile on my face,
I just want you to 
Hold me close,
Hug me tight,
And say- it’ll be alright!