The Winner

When day breaks
she awakes
thoughts linger on
of present, future
and time by gone

Life can show you
how to pass through
the evil and worst
come out head first

Happy to leave behind
a deal unsigned
for there is more to come
stronger ive become

Peace sets in
far and deep within
sweet times or bitter
Im not a quitter

Country Roads...

...take me home.  I have never felt like this in thirty years. Never had the chance, nerver was in a situation like this before. The excitement, happiness and eagerness is just overwhelming. The feeling of seeing family after a long time makes me a little weak. They give me strength, they make me weak. Yay! I am going home.

All these years until now, 'Going Home' meant going home after a movie, work at office, shopping, visiting relatives or travelling. Having lived in a different city, country, going home is a feeling undefined. I can now understand how so many colleagues, friends felt when they were going home coz they were either working or studying alone far away from home. Im telling everyone around me, Im going home, Im going to Delhi. Never took so much pride in saying that.

Ten more hours and Il be home. Cant wait. Here I come!

D D D D D D Dilli Dilli Dilll

Dil-logically yours
Faded Glory

Roger That

7th wimbledon for Roger Federor on the 7th of the 7th month. I guess 777 was lucky for him. He rounded up the interview saying, "Feels good to have this trophy in my hands after three years, it feels like it never left my hands."

Days, Weeks, Months and Years pass by but some places and things just make you feel like its home. A place or a thing that makes you feel like you never left home! A torn tattered towel, A faded tee shirt cover, A frayed cushion cover, A steel tumbler.

The feeling of things being instantly comfortable and familiar. Four more days and Il be home! Its like coming home to the place you never left.

Time Travel

The funny thing about life is that you never really know when you are making a memory. You dont know what will stick in your head and what will be a fading spot. The days and dates become insignificant and what remains is the moments and memories. They make wonderful company when alone.

Someone famous once said - No canvas absorbs color like memory. And so true - a smell, a color, a movie, a name, a color, a voice, an object, a number, a song, a place - something as small and trivial can be so powerful to transport to another time and place as if you are re-living the whole thing again. And so I collect, little things to serve as momentos to look back on life.

On my mind right now: Fatafat and Hully Gully and the last desk of 12-B in the new wing in school.

Nostalgically yours
Faded Glory

Thirty

It’s a plea
Set me free
Of the chains
Binding like reigns

It’s a plea
Set me free
Of guilts I carry
Eroding like a quarry

It’s a plea
Set me free
Of the doubt
Growing like a sprout

It’s a plea
Set me free
Of the blame I took
Hanging like a hook

It’s a plea
Set me free
Of the shadow
Disturbing like a crow

It’s a plea
Set me free
Of the pain
Flowing like champagne

It’s a plea
Set me free
Of the fear
Pulling back like reverse gear

It’s a plea
Set me free
Of the trouble
Bursting like a bubble

It’s a plea
Set me free
Let me loose
From every noose
It’s a plea
Let me be me

When is it going to rain

Scorching sun outside
When will the heatwave subside

I look at the sky
Grey Clouds pass by
Waiting in vain
Hoping for some rain

To charge up the earth
A idea to take birth
Drops of rain, a drizzle
A reason to nuzzle

To clean up the air
A Coffee, A love affair
Drops of rain, a downpour
A reason to step outdoor

To simmer down the heat
A song, A heartbeat
Drops of rain,a storm
A reason to transform

To douse the fire
A Kiss, A desire
Drops of rain, A cloudburst
A reason to get immersed

A Question,
Simple and plain
When is it going to rain?

Human DNA

We,homosapiens are a pitiful lot
mature, by a long shot
science says our brains are huge
matter less, lost in deluge

Fighting, being distraught
Prejudiced, our minds fraught
Egotists, a pride thats swollen
Arrogance galore, humility stolen

Debauched, morally weak
Cruelty, a murderous streak
Dishonesty, misplaced trust
Souls decaying with rust

Deeply Consumed in deceit
Halloween, trick or treat
Incest, Insatiable greed
Dont we have enough for our need

One life, your own not lease
Have we forgotten to be at peace?
One earth, one sky, one sun
Have we forgotten to be the evolved one?