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Myriad stops!

Haven't been myself for a while. The while has past into days, weeks, months and now years. Clenched in the fist wrestling to wriggle out. Yet held so tight not a breath of air and let out the exasperation. When did it begin?  Years passed to have an idle conversation without pretense, when the normal is no more normal. Where is soul and heart? Caught in performing and being in the present has taken away something immense; sense and sensibility. The vagabond days and ache is gone to become mundane and everlasting waiting. The hunger and zeal is bounded to 'responsibilities'..hope has become to hopelessness and yet the fist is clenched so tight. A carefree laughter is no more mine. Essence of feelings are becoming numb and yet the fist is clenched so tight. Rhyme, hum, giggle are things of past..looking ahead is now a thing forgotten. Summing it up has no more words left, pain is now constant. Setting free has a no more meaning left. I behold the...

To be or not to be..is the question!

Weeping eyes and a view to overwhelm every part of the soul. Nothing was so beautiful to watch the horizon of a freezing sea,a soulfoul touch of what it seemed like..earth below my feet. Times have changed yet proximity to self and what we call the world looks like yet another contemplation of what reality really is. Loss of words and yet swelling heart looking for words to phrase and para-phrase a hundred chords strung at once. I wish had another moment to re-do, re- structure and re-feel. Alas that shall not happen..soulfully feeling..To be or not to be is the question !

Eloquence of the mind

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 Collision of the mind and the explosion of thoughts have brought me to this inference that ‘To be or not to be’ is an integral part of my life. The zest and adrenaline rush, which are the after effects of the so called collision of mind has determined the intensity, velocity and depth that will carry me further to the unknowns. ‘Trial and error’ also has made a huge come back post the down trodden path that most of us have visited, re-visited, currently visiting or may have some plans to make a visit. The analogy of this is still making rounds, yet the conclusion is still not conclusive. But, yet again, we mere humans with such incredible sense of judgment and paraphernalia of observations accumulated within; sooner or later the conclusion should be realized. ‘Hope’ the smoothest criminal around (of course if you have observed) also seem to have make its way through the dungeons and broken all the shackles I so determinedly tightened, and is wandering freely...

Horizon

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This rain splashed the wind shield of the car like the sky could no more bear the burden of the droplets anymore and Tathiksha’s eyes were pouring out their heart to let go of the overbearing emotions in which they could breathe no more. The mind was making its way to the heart to console as far as possible by giving all kinds of analytical and logical answers that the heart put forth. The debate between the heart and the mind seemed never ending. Carefully maneuvering the steering wheel of the car Tathiksha looked around in the car and felt as if the car was responding to her each and every heart beat. Thoughts floated to the days that she had spent some time about a year and half back and battled to figure out, what was it that she missed noticing, when she was having that amazing cup of coffee with a company she felt highly spirited. The frown on the forehead made the supple face look like as if it was carrying a burden of a lifetime. ‘Did I really hear correctly what he said...

Discomfort

Have you ever lost it completely? Where you do not remember what you said, what you wore, who all were there around you? What all you did?..I can bet most of us have been through a situation like that sometime in our lives. However, the key thought process after reading the above sentence, most of us will genuinely agree would be about a negative experience that we have had in our life, yet there will be a percentage of people who will differ otherwise. Have you ever loved someone so much that, as if you felt you are smothering the person and yet are unable to do an iota of nothing? Or perused a dream so intensely that you can almost feel living it in reality? These are some high intensity feeling generated in ourselves that make us completely powerless of our very existence for a while or sometimes for moments. The intensity is so high that the body actually becomes a live volcano. With the word ‘Volcano’ used here, most of us will associate it with destruction and death and many ...

Celebration Continued!!

With the ending of my last blog as I had mentioned the planning and propositions for celebrating the 31st December of 2010 harrowed my head for a while..I will now continue with the sequel of actual events that took place…So..hold on to the seats to a retreat to ‘My World’ of celebration. The year honestly ended on a very strong note, where I cannot agree more ‘Will and Perseverance’ shall reap you success; if not today then tomorrow. And so, it did happen..my BF got a great job offer, something that we had been hoping for a little while now and so, got to spend the early evening of 31st in full ‘ishtyle’..sitting in the car in front of a dosa vendor on the road to Bandra Kurla Complex and chatting up our school days. All the reminiscences just brought a smile on both our faces..somehow..we just missed being children again perhaps. Post crossing the never ending queue of cars on the Western Express highway on my way back home, I took almost two and a half hours to cover the dist...

Celebration Time!!

After an over exasperating contemplation of what would I be doing this new year’s eve, I have to share that eventually I have planned and have implemented a perfect one, which will remain in my memories perhaps till the time I hit the grave. With all the hoopla around me and various options available, segregating through them and pick the best idea as close as to near perfection was indeed quite confusing. Dodging the mind games, emotional atyachars and all the melo-drama, I have decided to spend the first day of the year 2011 with a group of children..more precisely street children who are under the care of a children’s home. I had actually been planning to visit this children’s home for a while now, but as we all know, when the heart is not ready no matter what the mind says or vice-versa, implementation of any idea is simply ‘Time Pass’. And then, we all the time go to great lengths to justify, why the idea was not successfully implemented and weave amazing stories around it. ...