Thursday, April 19, 2012

Verses Of A Love Bird


 
There are times when it gets cold
My world sounds like a sad lore
My insides shrivel up and cry
And I have no idea why
My existence loses meaning
And my sanity gears up to revolt
In the midst of this soul chilling enigma
I turn to you with a smile
A hope that the warmth of your soul
Will spare a share
And swallow me whole

But baby its fine
I know life is tough
Your side and mine
So baby its fine

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Billion Dollar Bastard - Snippet


Viraj just stood there and looked at her for a minute. The late noon sun which had now slid into a bright orange shell had colored the sky in orange and some of that orange was washing off from the sky and shining onto Pritika’s tress; Viraj had always thought that sunlight made Pritika look even prettier than she was, her smile more magical than it already was and her eyes even more beautiful than they already were and at that rare moment when sun was dipping Pritika into lucid orange divinity, Pritika looked nothing less than angelic. Viraj bent forward and in a quiet motion, kissed her lips; Pritika smiled and hugged him again and then kissed him back. She was happy as hell that they were together.  It had been just a month since they had been seeing each other and they already were sharing a great connection; perhaps because they had been friends since school days. Funny thing they never felt any romantic inclination for each other when they were in school, but when school ended and they went off to different colleges, they slowly realized that they loved each other. Love, just like God, perhaps works in mysterious ways.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

The Reality

As a kid growing up I once attended a funeral in my early teenage which was the first day I really thought of death. That was the first day I saw death as the ultimate,unforgiving,unbiased and untameable reality which everyone has to one day slide into. Yea, a little early to be thinking that deep; I know, but some things just strike you and you just can’t get them out of your head. As a kid everyone is attracted towards something, the thing they think about the most, for some it may be the favorite train set or rainy days or whatever; for me,since that day was that truth. I remember standing in front of the mirror and observing myself minutely and thinking about how I was such a small part of such a small planet belonging to such a small part of the universe which itself is possibly a very small part of something incomprehensible; I remember observing my eyes, my ears, my face and myself as a whole and thinking, how each and every part of me was on a journey towards that inevitable day when everything of me shall turn to ashes.

Monday, January 30, 2012




‎"Love is, but a subtle reflection of humanity's obsession with  immortality."

Monday, January 23, 2012

Law Of Attraction - Quote


Law of Attraction is not a substitute for Law of 
Action; both go hand in hand; one of them 
alone cannot magically produce desirable 
results.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

The Death Within

It’s a sullen sky that lies within my soul
Trying all this while to appreciate the reality,
The truth of my morbid existence
I have tried so hard to detach myself from thou, but it’s insane
I was, and I will forever be, destined to humanity
When my time comes to die
Lying within the hearse will I be, how hard I may try
The irony will be to see the mortals cry
With the case as cold as ice, and with death within and around,
Two tickets to paradise will I hold with covert aplomb
Death has always been a prevailing enigma
A mystery to the eye of the soul
Because the pure soul is the one that truly departs
Long before the rest are actually buried, they find death within
The final bell is just the death of what lies around the hollow well
Death is around us, we cannot help
Death within is a choice we make when we choose the wrong
Life is the flipside of death; the statement is simple and strong
Life is when the light above your head gives out an angelic spread,
Amidst the tinker of the dead, the sight of red.
Human I am, it was written long back
What kind? This is when the fountain comes in my hand
The words I will first put down will be kind, pure, humble and strong
The list will be long, for the list will I strive
And at the end of it, standing there quietly will be the word, ‘alive’.