Sunday, 8 March 2015

Flowing forever- the autobiography of a water droplet.


You never know where you are destined to go tomorrow.
 You never choose where to arise from out of places unknown .

 You never get to choose your birth, your being.
I was born out of the rays of the sun, in a place where the sky meets the snow. The warmth of the sun gave birth to me.
As I was flowing like every other drop does, I felt myself running through the rocks and cutting through the grass.

I flowed and I flowed and I flowed.

 The wind hit me at places and I felt the cold and i wondered how that warmth felt like. The warmth of the blazing sun.
I've  been flowing all my life and never for a second could I just pause , take a breath and feel.
 
The rocks hurt. But the beauty is touching.

The sea is where we flow to. They say the sea is where we are destined to be like ever other drop is destined to be.

I'm still flowing. I've started feeling now.
The friendship and the companionship.
The struggle, the love.
The passion and the peace.

We see entire cities and civilisations arising and perishing.
We see entire human races blood thirst for each other.
Some days i feel human presence around my bosom,
I feel the most terrible pain and I am left unanswered...
Of many questions that haunted me for years now .

Humans have bathed on me , worshipped me.
Loved me,  lived on me.
And I'm still flowing.
For those who thirst me.For those who need me.

Sea is still far away.
What lies beyond is unfathomable...
I still flow,  prepared all the time.
For a new rock, for a new fall.
For a rise of day
and  the fall of dawn thereafter...

Monday, 9 February 2015

The restless mind


                                      There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
                                      And shes buying a stairway to heaven.
                                      When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
                                      With a word she can get what she came for
                                   
   ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven...
                                                                                                   - Ledd Zeppelin.


She is a girl who had wings. She is a girl who has grown up dreaming about what lies beyond and what lies beneath. She is someone who wouldn’t know what she would be doing a moment later.
She wanted to be fast. She wanted to be strong. She wanted to hold a breath, close her eyes lay back and decide her next destination to peace. But she was just a girl...

All her life, writhing in monsterly cages, struggling for some daylight, for cracking the shell.  

Amidst all of that she practised her flying skills a little.
Behind the mountains where the river is always calling. Where the sun touches your skin like a kiss and the water so blue, that she would stare at it for hours and play with it.


And now the clock strikes five, chains rattle behind her, entangled her in a mesh and got her back to the cage.She is safe now....
From the miseries of the humankind and the miracles of nature.
But her heart beats there,
behind the mountains where the river is always calling. 
She loved the place so much, she left a piece of her heart there.


Now she is growing older, turning better. She could feel herself grow.
 She had finally managed to crack the shell and fly out into oblivion, and disappear...

But there was a being here who was waiting for her  a thousand years. She felt his presence. She felt him breathing. He was an angel of God. She loved him. He was crazy for her...
But she feared him. Feared that he would entangle her in a mesh and put her in a shell like everyone else does.

But there were a few things she was crazy about.

She loved his charm. She loved his caricatured body. She loved his wits and his conscience. She found him beautiful. She was happy around him...

She loved the excitement, the rush of hormones, the sparks in the eyes. 

They made love to Led Zepplin and Metallica, grooving to the sound of music and playing with the rhythms. He loved her like crazy. All he wanted was to make her happy and keep her healthy. It would kill him to see her ill and weak.

 And she wondered if all of it will last.

What if, these days, the days of excitements and uncertainty of what lies ahead are the best days of her life. 
What if, all of it vanishes the very day she gets entitled to him.
What if, people can take people for granted.  


She became a deep lover of uncertainty and excitement. She didn’t want to know what lies ahead but deal with it when the time comes. 
The excitement, the sparks of initial love, the blushing and the red lipstick, are what she wanted to feel.

 She was born to fly...

 She was destined to surge into the wind, race towards the sun and never look back. Towards places unknown and times untravelled...

Saturday, 10 January 2015

Saturday, 3 January 2015

These days

Certain days never end,
Certain moments last forever.
Days that make a difference,
moments that make you grow a little bit more.

What if everyone could see through your eyes?
What if everyone could feel what you felt?
You look at the sky above and...
'Thou art there, aren't you?'
Beautifully adorned with a smile
Are the hesitant doubtful words
 Of an agnost...

Days that leave an impression
Moments that enunciate your existance
You realise, how vain were you
Until that moment was bestowed upon you.
You realise, there's many more to come.
There's more peace to be found,
There are more gifts to be opened,
More love to be given,
More love to be received.
Certain days never end,
Certain moments last forever...