Monday, July 30, 2007

The CALL




It had not been more than a minute that her cell beep'd .Also it wasn't for the first time that the message was flashing his name.

Several emotions were chasing one another across the soft , unblemished landscape of her thoughts.

She dial'd........

She knew that she wasn't greenhorn unable to follow her instincts but it was childthat resides in her heart , resisting her.

Her heart beats were like dark clouds encroaching , engulfing her landscape of thoughts.She was bemused by the battle she was wagging with her heart.

Words of her friend were constantly nagging her " You are a bit less realistic , try to be more realistic and you will understand that life isn't much complex as you see it"

She had two thoughts in her mind - either he shares her mind or he has appointed a spy. But she already knew that either of them is untrue.

Against the wishes of her conscious mind , her inner wanted to hear to him .

10 digits - distance she needed to cross

Tense 15 seconds , 4 long bells and a "hello" at both ends

Silence

It was broken by her.

In past few months , her heart was moving through deep and silent waters.No one and nothing could make really hurt her.No one and nothing could make her very happy.She was tough which probably is saddest thing about a person you can say .

But nothing was same as before . His voice had elated her .Everything was poised by his voice - which was soothing.There were no more dark clouds in her sky .

When things in life are beautiful , time fleds so fast . 455 seconds and things in life are bounded.They talked as they were used to.

Once he had said " I've really found something today"

But now she says " she had really founded something "

Why The Call ?

Its not merely about the call she made but the call of her innerself which she answered conquering all fears her little heart had.

Its about The Call which told her -

Life is simple - as she is trying to be more realistic

People are good- as she keeps faith in them

Sky is clear- as clouds aren't there

Sun's shining - for shadows to accompany her

And her star - still fighting the darkness

Thanks

Friday, July 20, 2007

For,


my true love


There are no words to express how I feel about him I constantly search for the words, and they all seem less than I truly feel. He's a part of my life, my heart, and my soul. He is my best friend. It would be right saying -I am because of him ...

He has such a understanding heart and he is perennial source of strength and support . Right from the start a constant readiness to help , in a kind and thoughtful way . No matters what may come my way , always encouraging and forgiving .

He always knows whats on my mind which makes me believe in telepathy oft.

He has a strength like a mountain , majesty like a tree , warmth like summer sun , calm and unruffled like a quiet sea.He's like comforting arm of night and who gives power like phoenix's flight.

He has given me my independence but at the same time he has taught me how to stay within horizons. He gives mme room for privacy but at the same time tells that there be no thing like secrecy because when it comes to secrecy then its a matter of conceal and fear....

I love everything about him....

the way he listens to me, the way he answers to me , the ways he scolds me for my mistakes and then specially his emotion when he rectify my errs and the ways he smiles ....which I treasure like nothing else..

I love every tactile of him ...the way he holds my hand with eternal faith in me, like he boosts up my morale by lending his shoulder and the way he expressess his love for me by kissing me on my forhead ......its all so pure and beautiful !!

Though we love each other like skies infiniteness and believe like depths of oceans....needless to say yet -

I love you - Dad

"Sometimes I have so much to say

Sometimes my silence says it all

As you are truly listening to me , my Dad

I Don't need words at all"






Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Clouds in the sky…colours in the heart





Rain.... RAIN…

Something rolls within …… word which dominates the mind like nothing can !

An image of gloomy and dim face of nature appears in our mental montage. The sky from dawn to dusk remains overshadowed by clusters of clouds.

Clouds in the sky mean refreshing rain that has a romanticizing effect in our hearts. When the clouds float in the sky like the surf of the sea, then our hearts dance with an unknown sensation. When the sky darkens as the sun disappears beneath a blanket of scudding clouds, then, seemingly in an instant, sheets of rain gush out across the parched landscape….on parched hearts….on parched thoughts…giving rise to new life and feelings.

The scattering raindrops announce the arrival of happiness

With the life giving rain and its wild storm, the monsoon is a mixed blessing, whimsical, unpredictable just like a obstinate sixteen year old girl.. When these little drops of the rain falls on our long- parched body after the simmering summer, our body gives a shuddering response just like a mimosa ( touch-me-not) plant and the rain gives us a enticing touch.

Rains , as it makes the earth’s greenery strikingly rich so it makes the tender hearts of the youth fertile .There’s no innocent expression than seeing (searching) the reflection of your loved ones in these little drops on your palm. Same raindrops provide refuge to tears of a broken heart.

The rain has such a beautifying and magnifying effect . The first rain brings widespread excitement among the children and how much I envy them as they go out and have a douche in the rains spreading water and mud over each other .

Really, how delightful it is to make paper boat and make it float in the pools of the yard formed by the rain…and even today I don’t miss it !

The cloudy sky gets into a strong interaction with the human mind and awakens it to its senses So rain comes with many moods and shapes and takes an enduring place in our senses and sensibilities.

It wets the land and wets the soul.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Its beating.....(again)


Spaandan ...pulse...beats of heart...how can something which itself is life can stop ?

Someone has told me -' Life is beautiful when seen through beautiful mind'.....and so I am here coz of this person , till now I was wrong caring for the things which were not in my hands and ignoring all beautiful things which were ( are) waiting for me to embrace .

I still believe that a life not mere outcome of decisions you take but circumstances which govern it , but then , it depends on us , living its
every moment ....

Here , trying to pen thoughts , straight from heart ....