why does it hurt so
why not just let go
if it isnt there
why do i care?
tell my heart to stop
not to cringe and mop
seems to beat on its own
to a tune long written by anon
pull a smile onto my lips
shut the door to one-way trips.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
DEV D- caught it, a few days back, and hit me like a bolt. Fell absolutely in love with it! Somehow got sucked into the vortex, and the experience was awesome. Not able to pin point when, where or how!! Well the sensual makeup of the entire movie, the lazy drawl it held on to, interspersed with some scintillating scenes and potrayals, made for a great mesmirizing watch.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Duskish
Lethargic, Listless
Wane, weary
melancholic, morbid
dormant, detached
sombre, somnolent
resigned, reticent
alienated,aged?
Wane, weary
melancholic, morbid
dormant, detached
sombre, somnolent
resigned, reticent
alienated,aged?
Monday, June 15, 2009
The twist of irony that shapes the lives of few...where do they draw their strengths from, and for how long...the bleakness of it all, does it hit them every morning, as the rays lit the skies, and each night as they close their lids, heavy and weighed down? What is that keeps them trudging along, traverse the narrow lanes, and the endless bridges to be crossed; My heart goes out to these few, with whom you have a dear relationship, but, can really do nothing much; other than being around whenever, whatever.
Was so hurt at the horrendous display of the men in blue. There has been responses - seething, scathing and diplomatic from the millions who had misplaced their faith so badly on the 11 out there; to lift the nation's pride on their shoudlers or just play plain passionate cricket. What a sham!!
Was so hurt at the horrendous display of the men in blue. There has been responses - seething, scathing and diplomatic from the millions who had misplaced their faith so badly on the 11 out there; to lift the nation's pride on their shoudlers or just play plain passionate cricket. What a sham!!
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Moments are made up of these....
so when the question popped out as, where YOUR heart is? was stumped for a while, though came back with some vague, long winding answer, wasn't convinced. Later gave thought to it, and musing over it through the days, realised, the heart is where it thumps loud and clear! Things that arouse you, make you feel all alive, blessed to be alive, things that makes a smile linger on your face, for a while, things that bring up a lump in your throat, things that make your eyes brim with shed or unshed tears, things that bring a song to your lips; and the things, at times might, just might, happen to be 'people'!
Watching Gilchrist blistering away and marvelling at the newcomers' splendid work with the bat and ball, was such a lovely moment; more so cause, havent actually got down to watch any of the 59 said matches. So it was like being back amidst old friends, the familiar joy, excitement, anger, frustration, the thrill the bliss! And couple of days back, listening to snatches of an old song(not so popular) on the radio, song from my teen years, and words tumbling out from the recesses of my brain and the memories along with it was awesome, and mind-boggling! RAM is in pretty good shape, I guess! Was amazed again at something that happened, when it struck, as this is the moment, when this relationship takes on a new shade, or moves on to the next phase, like a flashing bolt, and led me to chew on, the famous 'you had me at hello' line! sigh! what a movie...!
Watching Gilchrist blistering away and marvelling at the newcomers' splendid work with the bat and ball, was such a lovely moment; more so cause, havent actually got down to watch any of the 59 said matches. So it was like being back amidst old friends, the familiar joy, excitement, anger, frustration, the thrill the bliss! And couple of days back, listening to snatches of an old song(not so popular) on the radio, song from my teen years, and words tumbling out from the recesses of my brain and the memories along with it was awesome, and mind-boggling! RAM is in pretty good shape, I guess! Was amazed again at something that happened, when it struck, as this is the moment, when this relationship takes on a new shade, or moves on to the next phase, like a flashing bolt, and led me to chew on, the famous 'you had me at hello' line! sigh! what a movie...!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
thin ice
As she smiles and nods her head,
a pain seizes him, from nowhere.
what that holds them is a thread,
a beautiful tapestry gone all bare.
When did it all began, the crack
when did it widen so rapidly?
What should he do, to get it back,
The moments which swayed so vibrantly.
The indifference, the dig,
the sneer, the scheming ploy.
How it turned all so unnerving,
feelings in an awful turmoil.
As i watch him twinge and turn
Can all but shake my head.
There is still so much to learn
So much felt, so much dread, unsaid.
`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`
Sea Journey
when a slight twinge knocks gently
dont be fooled.
you are in for a tumult,
that slowly morphs
into a roaring sea,
left on your own, all alone.
Caught in the eddies,
goin in circles, tossed
around by the waves,
flung and thrashed,
dunked and dazed,
search for a log;
cling on, for dear life,
the waves come afresh.
The land in sight?
ofcourse its the light,
the sun plays while you
float along the drowsy sea.
skin tanned, mind benumbed,
a vacum filled buoying journey.
a pain seizes him, from nowhere.
what that holds them is a thread,
a beautiful tapestry gone all bare.
When did it all began, the crack
when did it widen so rapidly?
What should he do, to get it back,
The moments which swayed so vibrantly.
The indifference, the dig,
the sneer, the scheming ploy.
How it turned all so unnerving,
feelings in an awful turmoil.
As i watch him twinge and turn
Can all but shake my head.
There is still so much to learn
So much felt, so much dread, unsaid.
`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`
Sea Journey
when a slight twinge knocks gently
dont be fooled.
you are in for a tumult,
that slowly morphs
into a roaring sea,
left on your own, all alone.
Caught in the eddies,
goin in circles, tossed
around by the waves,
flung and thrashed,
dunked and dazed,
search for a log;
cling on, for dear life,
the waves come afresh.
The land in sight?
ofcourse its the light,
the sun plays while you
float along the drowsy sea.
skin tanned, mind benumbed,
a vacum filled buoying journey.
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