Free Falling

Should I just ask
Instead of wearing a mask
That everything is alright
Not by a long sight

Should I just hangon
when conclusion seems foregone
somethings may change
the world looks so strange

Should I just forget
like a bad debt
what i'm trying to clutch
feelings that senses cant touch

What should I do
I wish I knew
No crystal ball
To tell me all

Let the church bells toll
Let the die roll
With sixth sense to guide me
Hope I wont be falling free!

I believe in...

I believe in..
Choosing to be silent
Instead of finding a vent
Few care for your anger
For the rest - put it on a hanger

I believe in..
Struggling with my fear
Things go into reverse gear
Few care for that feeling
For the rest - put a cieling

I believe in..
Fighting out a quiet battle
The head may rattle
Few care for your absence
For the rest - put a fence

Nobody I Know

While returning to home today; I met someone. Someone from school days, but not exactly a school mate. He was the only one standing there. I was the only one walking as well. He looked very different and I have grown up too since I last saw him as a school going kid. Even after seeing him after more than a decade it only took a fraction of a second to recognize him. And the same happened for him as well, when he saw me. If you look into someone's eyes you realize nothing has changed, though years would have gone by. As I approached where he stood, I did not know what to do. I was confused. I was happy to see him. And I was sad to see him at the same time.

He was a rickshaw puller. He used to ferry me at times to and fro to the bus stop. All his life he has been pulling a rickshaw and still does that. At the same place. Old, White hair, a little wasted. I decided not to take the rikshaw; I walked down to home out of respect for his age. Wanted to give him some money but that would be disrespect. So I stopped for a while and talked to him. His old age hadnt affected his memory one bit; he even remembered my name. Then I continued walking towards home.

I dont know what to call what I feel about it.

Do you have a word for it?