Dusk

Twilight (as just plain twilight) whizzed past, and as always evoked some poetry, but with time, left with words - lost or mangled or distorted. broken pieces of thoughts and feelings, just a vague memory -the moment. the residue thought being why is this transient phase, twilight, so breathtakingly beautiful, inspite of its sombre and bordering-on-gloomy backdrop?! dawn and twilight draw their beauty more so from the fact that, they are and fleetingly ephemeral?!; life being life, the times which constitute 'twilight' is beautiful coz, it brings into focus the beauty that is left, to be relished and cherished before the 'shutdown'?! Love them for whatever they are...

didnt want to watch the hindi version(raavan, somehow convinced that ab w/couldnt have done justice) and didn't, but did get to hear the songs; k theyre alright! but behne de pales before the intoxicating tamil version usure poguthe...ofcourse u have to follow the lyrics to be sozzled in them!

will miss the riot of green, the cacaphony of sounds, the awesome semblance of order in disorder, the intermingling of fauna and flora in everyday life, smells of yesteryears, pocketed memories in scribbled pages, and sondha mannin vaasanai (apni mitti ki khushboo)...ofcourse home is where the heart is..and yes home yonder beckons..but, the tug tightens each time...

slice of life

A dentist visit on your own, or travel by road or rail, gives you ample time for retrospection, and it appears to hit you like a bolt. i mean youre suddenly caught unawares, by some soul searching, without the usually required intense turmoils or upheavals. And of course, music definitely helps! Was listening to Lagaan after a longish while, and just few days earlier caught the movie, most of it. Music is awesome, i mean complete, perfect. Couldnt ask for more. Movie too, sensitive, righteous, evokes all positive emotions, and the right amount of anger and indignation, arouses a heave of pride and joy; a totally feel-good movie. created with such meticulous care and empathy i would think. And the movie somehow reminded me of someone from the past, as if the whole movie was an embodiment of that person. And it was a sudden flash when it occured, enroute a long car drive across terrains close to my heart. The thought that fragments left behind by some,stay, for life. And these fragments makes us all the more unique, these fragments forming their own mosaic within ourselves evolving into a pattern, at different points of our life, when it all seem to fit like pieces of a puzzle, revealing a beautiful vista, captured and treasured. And these instances, seems to reveal the true self, which is so oft shrouded and morphed and as good as lost along our journey...

Why do the shutters go up and down?
What was thought to be lost is it found?
Familiar scenes and words, that edges me
To pen down strained lines, called poetry.

Peep you can , but not for long
Its for a while don get me wrong.
Show is open for fixed hours
For no known reason or cause.

Left fumbling with no eloquent words
Staring sadly n starkly at closed doors.
I am what i am, and nothings eva changed
But things that hurt, leaves me deranged.

doobo is mein...

ooooh!!! love this ad...cant seem to get enuf of it!! started with the haunting titilltating music, and has had me hooked on for the past few weeks!!

dead end...sorts

quit. at work place. had to do it. repercussions are looming large, but have brushed them aside for a while. somehow feel such things happen in a predetermined preordained chain of events. had been feeling lowish for some time now, and nothing seemd to happen that would/could lift my spirits and then it had to culminate in this... self worth get its jolts and boosts, along the journey of life, and this is one juncture, where my self worth came into harsh scrutiny and had to shake myself free of the worth-factor dumped by others, and emerge with a clear and defined picture of self. Not sure where i go on from here...but well, take it as it comes, and yes its going to be tough, have to battle it out..

flashback

as the strains of the song, floated by, was carried to a distant place, moment, where memories seems so fresh, green!! the melody seemed to seize me and flush me with those very emotions that i was doused in seems-like eons back. caught me by complete surprise the strength and intensity of those i'd-thought forgotten feelings. the flash of the mobile when the world around was deep in slumber, the surprise call midway through dinner, the loong wait that late morning, after a late late night call, the swerve taken and the fear that gripped the occupants of the fida, the only song that was hummable, in the long playlist, the limp goodbye, the crazy days, the crazy events, the crazy me...was it me??! so these things can never be erased, become an integral part of you, the inner you, where a very few have been let in, the real you!!