You and Me....

Whether or not you like me,
Whether or not you love me
In my heart you will always be
Your face I shall always see

Your face I shall always see
No matter where in the world I be
In my heart your face is engraved
Your memory I shall take to my grave

Your memory I shall take to my grave
One of the few things I can save
Beyond life’s burgeoning blunders
Even in death I shall not surrender

Even in death I shall not surrender
Your memory I shall never leave asunder
In my life and death you will be a part
In life and death we shall never be apart

In life and death we shall never be apart
For you are the goodness in my heart
There is no disputing this fact
But why so, I don’t know for exact....

But why so, I don’t know for exact
I just know that I love you,
And I will continue to so do
Even after I pass through

Even after I pass through
This life with its days few
I shall not stop loving you
To do it would be so untrue

To do so would be so untrue
Of my love towards you
I can’t even, that way, say a lie,
Oh! It will burn my conscience till I lie

Oh! It will burn my conscience till I lie
Down and dead in my coffin
Believe it or not, my love is true
And it will always live for you....

Madness.......or is it?

What is this called, if not madness?

Don’t get angry people, let me explain

I’m not calling anybody else as mad

I got a feeling that its me who's gone mad...



Lately I’ve been doing a few things

That can’t really be explained rationally

I think I’m going insane

Before you make a guess, let me explain



Have you ever been out in the sun all day,

Trying to get an ear of corn pop into pop corn?

I did that on a summer’s day and you know why

Coz she told me she wanted to taste natural pop corn



Did I tell you about that night in winter

When I stayed up all night to watch a rosebud bloom?

Ya, I did that to win a bet against a friend

And win I did and my friend had to give up



Like I had told him and like he saw that day

That rosebud opening into a rose was beautiful

But it was never really a match for her smile

When her lips open up cuter than the rose...



But these were not like that morning

When I slept in the park all night to wake up early

I collected a bucketful of dewdrops from all the flowers

And took it to her so she could see her face in “that” clear mirror...



I could go on and on about these things

But that would only make me feel crazier

So I will sit down and think about why this happened

Maybe that will give me an answer to my insanity



But thinking about it now shows things in a new light

It gives me a new insight, I know... I now know

This is not what they call madness

This is what the world calls love...

To My Lunar Lady...

Why do u have to stay so high?
Far far beyond the reach of my eye
Your place in the sky
Not even the richest can buy...

I step out of my room half asleep,
To reach you, I try a gigantic leap
I fall back with a loud thud
Half awake and in pain, I go back to my bed...

I am not sleepy anymore,
Your image keeps me awake,
Your beauty is the stuff of folklore,
But trust me, you look beautiful only for my sake...

The scientists tell me you got craters and seas
But it is not you they see
While they talk about some place
All I see is a cute dimple on your face...

They tell me I need a telescope
Pardon them, they have no hope,
To see you all I need is love
And a heart that flies like a free dove....

You are the epitome of love
Of beauty, you are the treasure trove,
An attractive combination, I say
So beware and keep suitors at bay...

But grant me an exception
And lend wings to my imagination
Your face, I continue to admire
As a humble subject of Love's empire...

But here comes the sun,
With his heat, to rob my fun,
I can see you no more
I have to rush indoor...

But fear not,my fair lady,
For without you, I cannot be,
Expect my presence tonight
And prepare to bathe me in your silver light....

Thoughts in Flight

As I rose above the bright sky

A beautiful sight greeted my eyes

My plane was embraced by clouds

And kissed by the gentle rays of the sun



As always, I was thinking about you

And how miserable I felt without you

As though to indicate I was airborne

Memories just flew past my mind



Captivated by the sight that greeted me

I felt like I was torn in two

My mind wished you were in here with me

My heart wanted to be out there with you



I was floating in the middle of clouds

Clouds, gently playing around with a metallic tube

Too bad i couldn’t hear their banter

Locked up,as i was, inside the tube



For if i could’ve heard them

I would’ve spoken with them about you

About how we were flowers in perpetuity

In the garden of immortal bliss



But that minute, i was happy

I was happy merely by thinking about you

Their playful banter reminded me of you

And the tantrums you always throw to get my attention...



Looking through the window, I saw a curve

The curvature of the earth, for all to see

But nobody accepted it two millennia ago

While numerous luminaries asserted the contrary



The world hasn’t changed a bit, my dear

Even today, it tries to convince me you’re gone

But I know you are out there somewhere

Just waiting for me to come and get you



Don’t lose hope coz I’m on my way

Breaking these bonds, my wings will open one day

And I will fly skyward to get to you

And all will be well forever and ever after

Life, a cocktail

A walk down memory lane

Revisiting all the trials and triumphs

Gazing at the detours and diversions

Thinking about how different life could have been

For better or worse, with different combination of choices

Life after all is a cocktail

The final product owes it to the quantity

And quality of the items we use

And also the timing we use them in....



Science says sweat is salty

Experience says otherwise

For sweating at the right time

Makes life sweet

But it is just one ingredient and not the final drink

Life after all is a cocktail

And it would just be plain water

Without our laughter and tears

These are what give it taste and make life worth living



I’ve had my share of ingredients in my cocktail

Some sweet and some not so

Like every fellow drinker, my cocktail changes taste

From one day to the next or at times with every minute

Every sniff of air adds a new taste

Life after all is a cocktail

I’ve savored those moments when it’s been sweet

And tried to abstain when it turned bitter

But this, this ever-changing elixir is the key to survival...



So my fellow drinker, as we stop together

To have a drink in the pub of Time

Remember that joy and sorrow are close friends

And always go hand in hand

One does not exist without the other

Life is after all a cocktail of these two

Running away from either ruins the taste of the drink

And trying to add too much of either makes it worse

So enjoy the drink as its presented and live life to the fullest............

A Rainy Day In Town

It was a rainy day in town

One that you get every year

The street with their ubiquitous potholes

Were, as always, filled with water



I saw a frog jump into one of these pools

To bathe in the fresh raindrops

While a lamp pole bent down

Ostensibly, to wash its face off grime



Then came along a boat

One that had no passengers in it

Braving the flowing flood waters

It sailed down one of those gutters



I forgot to mention…it was made of paper

And was fuelled by a little girl’s ambition

Maybe she wanted to become a sailor like Marco Polo

Or maybe a pirate like Jack Sparrow



When the vessel’s maiden voyage was done

Its captain took it out of the sea for repairs

And went onto prepare it for another one

Down another gutter, or as she imagined, another sea…



The girl grew neither tired nor weary

She went looking for newer vistas

And thus, these journeys kept continuing

For there were plenty of seas waiting to be explored



Her determination brought Sinbad to my mind

That indomitable sailor who never said no to a new voyage

My Lady Sinbad, undaunted, went onto sail with her ship

Looking for new treasures in each trip



This young sailor and her numerous voyages

Went unnoticed by the passersby

Drowning in their own oceans of woe

And trying to hold onto hopes of broken wood…



But I, I was struck by the angelic beauty

And devilish perseverance of the girl

So I stood by to watch the events unfold

On the stage set on the gutters of the old road…



Gutter after gutter she moved

And arrived upon a new sea

This one, curiously had across its length

A fallen tower of steel…



The ship after repairs was ready

And so was the girl with her limitless energy

She wanted to know if her ship would sail under

This new obstacle set by the steel tower



She bent down and placed her boat on the water

I saw her shake with joy for a moment

Or was it pain? I was not very sure

But the next moment she landed crashing on the road



I didn’t know what had happened

A minute later, the horror of it struck me

She had touched the water

And had got a rude electric shock from the lamp pole



Had the girl been rich enough to afford a science class

Had I been quick enough to realize the lurking danger

Then one of us could have stopped

The horror before it happened



I wanted to do something, something

That would take the pain of guilt away

And make me feel like a Good Samaritan

But the life had gone, with no known way to bring it back



A sense of helplessness overwhelmed me

I felt a strange urge to move from there

Probably inspired by the hordes of unconcerned souls around

Who were unmoved by the sight of suffering, pain or even death



I brought myself back to face the stark reality

That stares in the face of every man’s conscience

I started walking away from the scene

Probably hoping that the stain of guilt would go away



Hoping so, I joined the rest of humanity

In its persistent race towards selfishness

But something caught my eye and I turned

To find the paper boat sailing smoothly under the electric pole….