Seasons have changed
Months gone by
Life's re-arranged
With challenges to defy
Building life back
Brick by brick
Getting on track
Hasnt been quick
Stronger than before
Leaving things behind
Swimming for the shore
Have my peace of mind
Climbing up the rope
I do see the top
Raising up hope
Life isnt a fullstop
Upright on my feet
And a long road ahead
The journey is incomplete
But I am clear in my head
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Saturday, September 17, 2011
TsunaMe
Tsunami is what had struck me or more aptly it was a Tsuna-Me. Like all natural calamities - this one also came unannounced without notice.
Sometimes in life, We are right in the path of a tsunami waiting for us to be lashed away with the force and are left stranded in a no-mans land, you begin to wonder where the hell did that wave come from. But then thats life - it will bite you where it hurts most and when you least expect it.
It will leave you soaked to the skin, making you dissolve and melt in it like a salt pellet that it seems you would cease to exist. It leaves you with no choice to run away or hide under or take shelter or cling to. You just stand in sheer despair and shock. But who said, life is fair.
After the fit of fury, With the remains of what is left behind when the wave recedes back to the once calm ocean, all there is left is hope. A hope for calmness, for things to be alright, for you to be fine. And sometimes hope is all you have.
The tenacious crab that I am - I am holding onto that hope and not letting go.
Hopefully yours
Faded Glory
Sometimes in life, We are right in the path of a tsunami waiting for us to be lashed away with the force and are left stranded in a no-mans land, you begin to wonder where the hell did that wave come from. But then thats life - it will bite you where it hurts most and when you least expect it.
It will leave you soaked to the skin, making you dissolve and melt in it like a salt pellet that it seems you would cease to exist. It leaves you with no choice to run away or hide under or take shelter or cling to. You just stand in sheer despair and shock. But who said, life is fair.
After the fit of fury, With the remains of what is left behind when the wave recedes back to the once calm ocean, all there is left is hope. A hope for calmness, for things to be alright, for you to be fine. And sometimes hope is all you have.
The tenacious crab that I am - I am holding onto that hope and not letting go.
Hopefully yours
Faded Glory
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Hello Dolly
Some had the pampering of their grandmothers, some had the laps of their mom's, some sucked quietly onto their thumbs, For my sense of security as a child, I had a Barbie. And I still have the doll. She ate with me, slept with me, played with me and I dragged her everywhere by her hair. I felt safe by taking her along.
It's not incredible - people attach meaning to inanimate objects - dolls, watches, mufflers, a dried flower - though just another thing to most - it can be the blanket of security that gives a sense of belonging to a few - including me.
Then I grew up and clinged to people and things closest to my heart. When people my age were moving on, leaving their homes, cities even countries to study or to work – I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think to move. I still cant. And that need for security has forever been burning in me, in its powerful and protective yet different forms. We downplay our deepest need to be valued and cherished that makes us vulnerable yet so strong.
Home-ly yours
Faded Glory
It's not incredible - people attach meaning to inanimate objects - dolls, watches, mufflers, a dried flower - though just another thing to most - it can be the blanket of security that gives a sense of belonging to a few - including me.
Then I grew up and clinged to people and things closest to my heart. When people my age were moving on, leaving their homes, cities even countries to study or to work – I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think to move. I still cant. And that need for security has forever been burning in me, in its powerful and protective yet different forms. We downplay our deepest need to be valued and cherished that makes us vulnerable yet so strong.
Home-ly yours
Faded Glory
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Ekla Chalo Re
Thats all one can do at times.
With my dearest friends now settled and busy in their lives - professionally with good jobs and personally with spouses and children; in different parts of the world you can hardly complain when you hardly have time to talk even otherwise.
When times and people move with time and you refuse to move along, you are left behind. You look at the back, there's no one. You look to the left and right - still no one. Its Ekla Chalo Re time. And I will have to walk alone.
Lots of catching up to do. Literally and Figuratively.
Reflecting-ly yours
Faded Glory
With my dearest friends now settled and busy in their lives - professionally with good jobs and personally with spouses and children; in different parts of the world you can hardly complain when you hardly have time to talk even otherwise.
When times and people move with time and you refuse to move along, you are left behind. You look at the back, there's no one. You look to the left and right - still no one. Its Ekla Chalo Re time. And I will have to walk alone.
Lots of catching up to do. Literally and Figuratively.
Reflecting-ly yours
Faded Glory
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
41Y 41D
I always believed I have a lot of patience. But I was wrong. It was dad's superannuation today and he retired from the same office after 41 years and 41 days!! Phew!!
Wonder how many bad bosses, office politics, bad appraisals, failures and stressful times he endured and yet kept going! Its easy to quit and difficult to brave it all.
Lots to learn for the eternally dissatisfied job hopping generation of ours!
Respectfully yours
Faded Glory
Wonder how many bad bosses, office politics, bad appraisals, failures and stressful times he endured and yet kept going! Its easy to quit and difficult to brave it all.
Lots to learn for the eternally dissatisfied job hopping generation of ours!
Respectfully yours
Faded Glory
Friday, February 25, 2011
Inky Pinky Ponki
Its not just a counting out game children play. It indeed is an important way to figure out who you want to have as the last man standing. For some you will always be the choice and for some you will always be just an option.
The hard fact remains - Never make someone a priority if you are just an option for them. Just take a good look at your friends, family, co workers and significant others. There is no excuse for poor behaviour of people; just dont accept anything less than you deserve and weed out the rest!
Do things for people who in turn will do things for you! Give up things for people who will in turn give up things for you! Have people around you who in turn want to have you around!
Dont worry about the rest as they will have another option nearby.
Pondering-ly Yours
Faded Glory
The hard fact remains - Never make someone a priority if you are just an option for them. Just take a good look at your friends, family, co workers and significant others. There is no excuse for poor behaviour of people; just dont accept anything less than you deserve and weed out the rest!
Do things for people who in turn will do things for you! Give up things for people who will in turn give up things for you! Have people around you who in turn want to have you around!
Dont worry about the rest as they will have another option nearby.
Pondering-ly Yours
Faded Glory
Friday, February 11, 2011
Untitled
Thoughts that are frightening
Strike like lightening
That I am stuck
And out of luck
For what its worth
Life, Death and Birth
Act, Think, Live Now
yet life fails, and How
Someday Il learn
To play a good turn
Till then I wont quit
Reaching there bit by bit
Strike like lightening
That I am stuck
And out of luck
For what its worth
Life, Death and Birth
Act, Think, Live Now
yet life fails, and How
Someday Il learn
To play a good turn
Till then I wont quit
Reaching there bit by bit
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