Friday, November 20, 2009

Winter Jingles

As the quilt unfolds and Angie slips in to get cozy, Night rolls and dreams get rosy.
Stars ,as always, had tales to sell. And this one did ring the bell:
"Crouched in a corner Angie sat with a mind as blank as paper. The zephyr drawing the curtains of oculi.
Zip Zap Zoom came the shooting stars and Hip-hop she started dancing. Crisscrossing each other they formed a hand and gently took her on board. Shipped her from one cloud to another. Journeying with the clouds was a dream come true. Served with ice-creams and candies in bedazzeled trays. A glimpse of earth beneath was like a lady bejeweled with diamonds and gold. Cloud number 9 was her first destination. A sprite welcomes her and directs her to a dressing room. A gamut of white satin gowns hung with assorted accessories in the closet. The line of cindrella-like shoes wasn't short either. Dressed like an Angel She was all set for her final destination: The Moon. The white unicorns stopped at the entrance . The Red carpet rolled open. Angie took her first step on it. The doors open. Fragrance filled breeze. Showering Flowers. Dim moonlight. Winter jingles. Candles. The Adorned table. And and and A silhouette : Quite human.

Is it 'The One'??
Where are the colours to paint this silhouette? Angie's hands go searching for colours and eyes open. Rolled back to reality.
Picture khatam mere dost."

Monday, October 19, 2009

Hustle bustle of Silence

"Silence is the gateway to your innerself".

Ever since i have been trying to understand the meaning of this affirmation , I have been walking to cross the Gateway. In the journey , I had shouted , I had yelled , I had cried , I had reflected, I had lost myself , I had turned numb. 'Silence' was just another word for the unanswerable quest.
There was an irresistible grasp, there were circling skies, there was no navigator to find my way home, and I had turned to stone. I went through all of this and more, in 'Silence'. Walked my way down in the deep and the dark, seeking an answer.

But nothing travelled through the soul of the night.
I murdered the divine in me,
Surrendered in the fight.
Bent on knee,
and took a plight.

- A Silent witness....

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Unsynchronized Symphonies...



People just walk away,without a niggle of doubt;
so sure of their decision, that no one can dare tremble them.

People just walk away, leaving behind an abyss of questions;
so sure of their answer , that no emotion can ever move them.

People just walk away, assuming yesterday never existed;
so sure of their tomorrow, that mortals to them become a story of fiction.

People just walk away, like I do;
So sure of myself, that I stand against myself.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Trance of Rejoice

An iota of ecstasy
Rising,
Falling,
Widening,
Lengthening,
Wavering,
In the still of a breath.
A miniscule of joy
Folding,
Unfolding,
Stretching in,
Stretching out,
Fluttering,
In the silence of a heartbeat.

Monday, March 2, 2009

Silence of The Alternate universe

Strolling along a tranquil beach, Angie conversing with herself :
"I am just another girl asking god as to what is next in store for me ;
I am just another girl asking god to hug me;
I am just another girl asking god to allow me to sleep in his lap ;
I am just another girl asking god to keep me away from sins;
I am just another girl asking god to let me fly new heights;
I am just another girl asking god for a life more beautiful than today."





A few moments later as the sun was about to set and its radiant glory about to hide, Angie just sat down fronting the endless horizons. Pondered over various decisions she had made in her life. Thanking God for good things that happened to her and fighting with God for things that just went wrong with her. And then after hours there was a silence that seeped into her. Angie felt asleep on the beach. Waves kissing her feet and breeze winnowing her hair. Unaware of the time , she slumbered. As the dark night covered itself with twinkling stars, Angie stretched out her arms. She found a puppy sitting beside her watching her sleep. As she got up ,the puppy seemed to get ready to play. They puddled with sand and played as if their whole world was filled with joy and happiness, absolutely free of sins. The only music that jingled was of their laughter. A stranger came along searching for its puppy. Before the puppy left , it jumped into the arms of Angie. Angie kissed a goodbye and returned home .That evening was Angie's last evening in her hometown. To her surprise she had to fly to another world where she had to start a new journey . A journey into her new professional Life.

There she stood again in a place which people around called "Heaven on Earth". Angie stood there again to converse with herself:
"I am just another girl asking god as to what is next in store for me ;
I am just another girl....."
And the last evening flashed by her.
Life had passed by her , And God stood on the Halo of the sun wishing her daughter a new Life.

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Wishes Whisper

Nudging the clouds to give me way
Pleading the sun to let me stay

Amidst the woods, I step in dusk
Swirl around and smell musk

Turn into bubbles and change colour
Fly with butterflies and look upto the skies

On eyes that close, Its time to shower
In the ears , its time to whisper.



"From real to virtual , I rule the world
All because i know how to curl

Some kiss me and leave me
Some keep me and live me

I am the wish u made
I am the bliss u bake

Warm me and turn me into a desire
Coz that's my way to take a tour of The Real"

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Time Tricks

Just that time shows us the direction of the waiting room
Just that time asks us to carry patience
Just that time wants us to be God

Just that reason asked me to turn numb
Just that reason told me that it had no more answers
Just that reason was turning into an illusion



Just that time itself never enters the waiting room
Just that time itself never carries patience
Just that time is not God

Just that reason itself never turned numb
Just that reason kept on throwing questions
Just that reason was an invisible mirror

Is this the way Time heals what reason cannot ?!
Or
Is this the way Time tricks when reason cannot?!