Friday, March 25, 2011

This is me & Let us dance

Knock knock!!
'Hey come on in,
This is me & my apartment'
(He says to her as he opens the door open
And he walks her through the room)


'See, this is my closet
My reading lamp
These are my books
My television
My bed
My fire place
And this is my record player..'
(he turns the music on...)


'Can you dance to this?
This is me and my set up..'
(he looks at her with arms wide open
She walks closer to him
And they kiss each other..)


And they dance…
She whispers ‘Am i really here?
And he answers ’it’s alright, you are here with me !’
'And this is me, just me
And this is all I have'
he says
'Quiet...Let's dance'
says her

An analysis letter from a reader


I got the following email from a reader of my blog whom I have never met in my life and whom I never know. I felt it is interesting to share it with other readers since it is surprising to know how a reader concludes on details about us from what we write / scribble.

It is as follows - just to remind, I have not edited a bit of it and it is as what I have received in my inbox.


I happen to read you blogs a quick run through rather. 

Here is a couple of my analysis. I may be wrong but my curiosity to analyze you had a stronger hold. So just penning my thoughts


• I think you are person with a capability to write. Your writing has the capability to captivate the reader.

• Very good in doing any job you choose to undertake.

• Most likely during your student days you were not cooped in books, probably involved more in trying out things which were different what other children used to do.

• Likely to be a person who values small things in life.

• Not very ambitious into the corporate life. It is being done more in terms of earning a livelihood.

• Probably there is discrepancy in choosing the profession that is the bestest(not that u are in wrong profession) for you which incorporates lot of travel .Guess ,right profession should have been a media or news correspondent or a journalist.

• The right life partner might not be arranged marriage but rather a love marriage who can match your passion to travel endlessly ,inquisitiveness to know life and explore, loves to take risk(extremely rare in girl) and come out of the comfort zone. Certainly the girl will turn you off if she wines and cries over things.

• Not sure but felt you might like to do something like bird watching or star gazing. Likely to have likeness for wildlife expedition.

• Basically very inquisitive in nature and likes to explore different things like places, cultures, ideas and ideologies.

• May have a inclination to read poetry and classics and more something like Russian .Is Tagore one of your favorites

• Most likely till date you have not come across many people with whom you can hold a conversation that matches your intellectual thoughts and ideas.

• You would like to be surrounded by people who like to challenge you at every step and not just accept what you are saying. Meek and submissive personality turns you off.

• Probably you are still not clear as to what you should be doing to earn your livelihood in the longer run that will also be in lines with deep rooted passion.

• I guess you still need to discover what is your passion.(I mean you are good at lot of things but what is that you are bestest)

This was my analysis .Let me know if it was correct about you. I didn’t mean to be intruder or offender. Sorry if you felt bad.

cheers

I am wondering how a reader can analyze this much about a writer! Well, I am sure the reader did spend some time in writing such a long mail to me.

wow, I am impressed :-)  what else can I say!

PS: Thanks to you reader and this post is dedicated for you & I value the time that you have spent in writing this letter to me. :-)

A shoulder to rest

After long day full of million small duties, small talks
Now it is time when the sun is going down
When the light is getting diffused
And darkness is taking over

All she needs is rest
All she needs is a shoulder
A shoulder where she can put her head on

Alas, her works are not over,
The evening works are just getting lined up

She sat there at the door step
Gazing at the road
Dreaming about the day
The day when she will be a free
Free from all the daily chores
When she can just sit idle
Holding his hands
And be with him and none else.

Don’t you see,
See the vivid picture of her?

She is awaiting the moon
She watches moon from her bed
Just before she gets into deep sleep
She feels as if moon showers her with calmness
The white rays of moon
Which comes through her window
And the cool breeze that covers her up
Which cools her off
From all the day's heat she had,
Which aids her to sleep
To gain energy
Energy for the next day!

Love & in love

We all love people who are close to us. Nevertheless being ‘in love’ with someone in life is a different experience altogether.

It is a mode at which we start stepping on to the shoes of other person and starts to see the world through the other person’s eyes. It can even start with the thoughts of, what will he/she being now?, will she / he be thinking about me?, did he /she had food?, will she /he call me ? or do I need to call her/him? .. thoughts are endless.
All the poets, novelists, movie makes, almost everyone glorifies the concept of ‘love’. It is a state of existence when our minds merge into another one. It is when we start to think very differently from what we have been thinking for many years.

It is when the doors will open wide in front of us bringing in the opportunity to learn, improve, think differently and ideate.

It is like you are getting close to a person whom you never knew, who has been born and brought up in a totally different set up, with lots of difference in terms of experience, family background, education, and what not ?

With all those differences, there exists a state of familiar ground. And importantly, it is where we allow ourselves to go through a change. It is when we allow ourselves to transform to a different state altogether.

At the same time it might not be that easy to find that so called ‘right’ person in life. It might not be just anyone. It might be someone who is special. Special enough to understand, assimilate and grasp your ideologies and thoughts and act accordingly.

At times, we might wonder and ask ourselves - how can he/she know this is what I have been thinking? Did I say it aloud for him/ her to hear? How come he/she guessed it ? Wow!! How can he/she be able to do that? Is there any trick to this? We keep wondering.

May be it is nature’s rule to whisper to us what the other person is thinking about :-) , who knows?

Well, we all will live, but are we cherishing those moments?

Get back to your partners if you already have- Walk slow with them, watch them close, spend time with them doing nothing.. I am sure you will find something new, which you might have never noticed.

In our life of rat race, we need to take a break just to be with them.

And for the ones, who are yet to find the ‘right’ ones, just keep your eyes, ears open. May be you might find that person today, may be tomorrow, may be the day after..

So being ‘in love’ is a new state of existence which everyone in this world needs to experience by themselves and ‘loving’ someone is something which we might have already done in one stage or other.

This life is worth living, don't you think so?

Thursday, March 24, 2011

It's a girl

She is so cute and little
Her face is so tender
Her eyes are so small
Could she see the colors?

Her little fingers
Her micro nails
Her nose, eyes, lips, face..
I just love all of her


She moves her hands & legs
She cries for milk
When she cries, I cant hold the pain
I cant resist her cry

She was inside for months
I couldn't wait for her to come
Now she came 
And I am so excited

I can't sleep
I can't sit
I just feel like jumping
I am all excited

I just want to watch her
Watch her breath, sleep, move,
She just made my life worth living

I would give anything on earth
For the moments I can spent with her

Alas, she will grow up
She will become ready
Ready to fly away
To places where I might not reach.

But, I wont mind anything now
All I need now is to be with her
I just want to cherish the moments
The present moments I get with her!

PS: It's all a dream

Thursday, March 10, 2011

A Scorpion Story

This is a story about a frog and a scorpion - I read this in some book few years back.

The frog saw one scorpion getting drowned into a river. The scorpion was yelling top of its voice saying ‘help me, help me’. 'If I come out and help you will sting me, so I wont' told the frog to scorpion

The scorpion said, ‘No way, do you really think I will stab someone who will save my life?’ The frog got convinced with that statement and went out to save the scorpion.

The frog asked scorpion to sit on its back and started moving towards the shore of the river. The scorpion thanked the frog and started praising good things about frog’s heart. Frog felt really happy that it saved one life.

When the scorpion was just about to touch the land it stung the frog. The venom from sting got into frog’s body and frog went through severe pain.


Why did you do this to me after I have saved your life?’, frog asked scorpion.

‘I am sorry, it is my nature to sting and I can’t resist it’, was the answer.

May be there are many frogs and scorpions among us. We just need to watch out for who is who?

And may be there are few rules in nature which wont change!

PS: I remembered this story when I finished reading this story.

Sand wind

I was opening my main door
And for a split second
I wished not to exist
I wanted to exit away from mundane daily activities

My heart longed to run away
To a place where life hides its face

 

I was still there with the door half opened
I couldn’t open my eyes
It was bright & there was light

 
I saw the white warm wind forming an aura
It was just 8 in the morning and it was warm already

The small sand grains of Saudi Arabia swept all over me
Offering me a free bath from head till toe

The wind came all the way from far away desert up till my door step
Just to bless me early in the morning
I felt purified;
Purified by the arabian sand wind


My day just started..

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