Life

No heaven for our deeds
Or hell for our sins
No purpose to our future
Or meaning to our past
No truth beyond existence
Alive a minute to nothingness
Apart from those experiences
We are but flesh and meat.

Outside the Boundaries...

Standing in the queue with my to-be fellow passengers I was waiting patiently at the platform, soaking in the vibrant Delhi colors. I was disappointed to see the stopping metro too full and decided to skip the ride. But I guess I was a little too late – for, oblivious to my indecision I was scooped into it with a force that reminded me of my college Blue Line days and of course exiting the metro was as effortless, if I ignore the purse rip!

            Well to catch some breath I stopped at the exit platform a little away from the action. And I was awe stuck. All I could see were people – pushing, running, finding their way through the maze, scrambling for space in or out of the station and yet managing to talk with a friend, chat or even text on the phone, block it all with Radio Mirchi or simply catch on a quick sleep! I close my eyes to soak it all in and I could feel the sheer movement.

            I was amazed at our capacities to multitask but the pride was short lived for then I thought – When did chaos become such an integral part of our life that we started appreciating it? When did our progress become regressive – so much so that existence was the only meaning to life? When did privacy become so rare that ‘I’ became the eternal truth and ‘We’ became extinct? When did silence, stillness, emptiness become so alien to us that we lost our spirit, our soul? When did we run out of time to stop, question and think - that we could no longer comprehend the blurring boundaries of hell and heaven !

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Fly with me on the wings of dreams

As in the winds we dissapear

Walk wth me the path of life

Until there is no single journey we fear

Enjoy with me the beauty of life

The beauty we discover together

Rejoice with me the mysteries of life

The mysteries we uncover

Laugh with me that single true laugh

so that no distress can last

Cry with me that single tear

To experience true happiness alas

Find warmth in me, in each other's arms

When harshness pulls us down

Find the strength in me in each other's strength

When dispair is around

Find peace in me in our souls

When everything seems insane

Find love in me in each other's hearts

When you want to achieve life's aim....

Poetry

My poetry isnt a work of art
But that of slumber
To reveal the unsaid
The hopes yet unbread

Its neither for you
nor for he\she
I write to rediscover
The lost me...

Home Sweet Home...

I wonder sometimes...

I speak of the ones who say,
'A road less traveled is what I take'
Questioning every choice they make
On the precipice of an ending day...

Every road is long, undiscovered terrain
Imprinting memory in the brain
The moments spent in the hay days
Making the journey worth its every grain....

From north to south and back again
I followed my dreams unlike the rest
Escaping the nature's rosy den.
Foresaking the roads that lead to west

Now as the journey has a reached a final chore
Its time to lead to 'Home Sweet Home'
But where is it on this treacherous lane
A place of comfort the ultimate solace...

For even home it seems to me
Is still a choice we all face
For day to day and endlessly
The choice of home is going to be
The very road we took that very lane
Where we want to be again and again
The space in time , most apropos
Another road, or just a lane....

Voice of Silence

Silence is ..

A roar of an ocean wave
Sound of a wordless praise
Shiver of the rustling leaf
A tear of grief.

An Unsaid acceptance
An Unrequited rejection
A sigh of relief
A Muffled apology

A child’s first smile
Hope’s last mile
A lover’s exhausted sleep
A winner’s last leap

A clash of terror
A Hiss of horror
Stillness of death
Life’s last breathe ...

Food for Thought

Sometime a single moment teaches you what the years of life’s experiences fails to convey….

As the auto moved from the lanes of the Inderlok metro station to the jamming traffic, I saw a mass of people carrying their loved one through the last walk of the life literally. Adorned in the color of peace, engulfed in the mourning, one of them accidentally, stepped in the traffic head on. He was instantly harassed by a shearing horn from a man on the scooter who seemed to be in too much of a hurry. The incident stamped on to my mind and every time I happened to pass that place on that very road it happened to replay.

It stuck me then.........

We as humans in our lives experience every emotion. Love, hurt, possession, obsession, hatred and many more yet we fail to acknowledge them when we see the same shades in others. We all experience love. We all instinctively know that love can not be chopped yet the first thing we tell a friend with a broken heart is ‘get over it’ when we ourselves can not mend the burning wound created a life time back.

The guy on the scooter wasn’t insensitive to the feelings of attachment rather he was handicapped when he had to relate them with a stranger. The friend, who hopelessly tries to convince the other that somehow he has been misled, is blinded by the care and concern that he happens to forget that his friend is as much of a bone and flesh as he himself is. These reactions are triggered neither by the thoughtlessness nor by the lack of time and concern for others, as per me the roots of the problems are deeper and more subtle.

We as humans are parochial in our mind frame to an extent that every ‘emotion’ we experience is dependent on the people we share them with. We experience, share, feel every emotion yet we fail to register and save it in our hearts without our own faces. We fail to give our feelings an independent identity so much so that we are paralyzed when we have to project them on a stranger. Our life is engrossed in our affairs to a degree that there is absolutely no room for a stranger.

And it is thanks to this ‘thinking’ of ours that there is this unconquerable wall between us and our strangers. It is this very seed that prevents us from feeling the needs of the other people, that triggers insensitivity in our thoughtlessness and it is also that same feeling of ‘nuclearity’ that makes us say our own friends and family ‘YOU WON’T UNDERSTAND!!’

PS: Live every experience life throws on you and while booking it into your memory remember to detach yourself from it so that you could relate it with every one around you and hence touch every soul. And learn to unclose your self for a few around you for they face and experience the same thing, as, though life has varied shades but it unfailingly colors each person’s life some time or the other.