Seasons in the sun

The gods have smiled
This feeling strong never felt wrong
I knew he was around
And now he is here in the surround
The universe has conspired
Our planets have finally aligned
I ve been waiting for my time in the sun
And it has finally shined.

Retrospect

And u told me that it will be alright
But i never believed that it would be
And u went away but u came back
But i never believed that you would
How can u possibly put together something that is broken
And how can u mend all that which is torn
Now i sit here and wait for miracles to happen
And wonder about my failure to reciprocate
Or think if only u had tried harder
I live with the possibility of being the one more loved
But the not knowing if I've outwitted you or betrayed you looms large
That would be a lifetime seeking answers to the questions I dare not ask

Courage of a bull,
With a magnetic pull,
spirit so strong....
to do no wrong...
tenacity and resilience
with utmost self-reliance.
In a sea of people she thrives,
connecting people and lives
In the mirror or 'ERISED'
I see your life summarized
An alchemist touching souls to mould
May all you touch turn into gold!


----Thanks jhanvi for etching this lovely memory.

City of Joy

This city is entertaining in the mornings. Peak hour rush in the trains, the start of my daily schedule looks quite interesting. You can figure people out by the way they are dressed while riding on trains, or walking the busy streets,or the coffee houses or the ones spilling out of trams.There are these slickly dressed men and women in black (the only colour approved), high heeled shoes, lovely scarves and jackets and spot on... they are the big corporate class. They all look the same,walk the same and talk the same.Then there are the students..loosely dressed in jeans and pullovers carrying gigantic bags. then there are the tourists who look lost and they chat away to glory with random people.
No one talks but all listen to music with earplugs in their ears and a book/paper in their hand (I do the same). someone always faints due to claustrphobia in the crowd.
In all this hustle & bustle, the train always stops in the city loop due to network congestion or other unavoidable issues that metro is so good with.The city is filled with random junkies, old sneering seniors, pit diggers, fashionistas, joggers,hawkers, etc etc

And amidst all this, once in a while if u r lucky comes along few people who care, who go the extra mile, who accepts your quirkiness and idiosyncrasies.
These are your friends who become family.

Maa

These bonds we share
almost spiritual in nature
A predefined pattern stated we were destined for love
oh mother, you waited with your arms open
I knew i was your child even before I was born!

Empire state of mind

I sit at my desk and look outside at the concrete jungle and I realise that I love it. It totally reeks of capitalism and empowerment and I wonder Is this what we are filling up our lives with?
The vibe of the city and the tall buildings seem like they have been there waiting for me all this while. Within board rooms there are talks and more talks mostly faffing around kinds, big words…smaller meanings. Surrounded by glass, paper, coffee mugs, hi-tech screens and gadgets it is such a relief to see the sun streaming down through the windows. There is a sense of urgency and speed in everything that’s done, which is a culture I m beginning to appreciate. Sitting in a high rise I can see the city lights and the bustling traffic below my floor space.

It is quite a surprise to see that this is what I thrive on.

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When I step through the doorway the earth is darkened
When I enter the lake the waves run away
And today when I joined the dance of the snowflakes
They turned to tears at the touch of my hand.

- Hu Ming-Xiang

courtesy- http://2x3x7.blogspot.com/