Saturday, November 2, 2013

Chaos

Like the calm water
Like the lull before the storm
Like the silence of the night
Like the sound of the waves hitting the rocks
The chaotic mind sees no respite

The uncertainty of things
The craving for the unknown
The void
The ceaseless existence
The questions

Minds finding the common ground
Towards culmination
The accidental discoveries
The longing
Of crossing lines

The wishes that will remain
Serendipity
The magnetic pull
Of deja vu
The madness

The words left unspoken
The revelations
The escapades
The whispers
The chaotic mind sees no respite..

Monday, October 14, 2013

Storm

The fact that wishes are being translated bit by bit is an exciting feeling. Not that everything was a cakewalk. Struggle comes in fancy ways too.  There's a lot yet to be converted, in the wishes department that is.
There is this one important thing which has been evading me. Mostly, it stays on the periphery and almost looks like it is going to happen but boom! the bubble doesn't take long to burst. And is it a fact to be rejoiced that you are always the confidante, the one to be relied upon, the one to fall back on, the sounding board?
It takes a lot to be all of that because you are always the good, easygoing one, the one who can't afford to be in the bad books. And they say it takes two to tango, then were you being wrong in taking the hints?
It may be nothing at all, everything being a figment of the wayward imagination.
Folklore says, things are meant to be. So let it be. Do we have an option of adding new dimensions to them?
Funny that the environmental storm feels like a reflection of the internal storm.

Monday, September 2, 2013

iDo

You like to do what you want to do.
You do what everybody is doing.
You do what you don't like doing.
You end up doing it anyway.
You do because this is what you want.
You do because this is the right thing to do.
You do what you felt like doing.
You do because somebody told you to do so.
You do because this was your wish.
You do because you want to keep going.
You do because it looks okay to be doing it.
You do because you have to.


* Whatever you have been up to this past one year, my dusky lady!