Against All Odds

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Monday, August 31, 2015

poetry and architecture

In a space not far away

Horizontals and verticals went out to play

Foundation ran and hid in ground

Plinth covered it from all around

Zestful column ran on top

Preventing the beam from making the drop

Walls decided to circle around

Windows clapped with awe stuck sound

Door panels flirted with frames

Light and shadow kept playing their games

Seamless flow of long corridor

Vanishing boundaries of walls and floors

Cantilever with it’s arms spread wide

Waited for beams to catch it’s glide

Courtyards made unconstrained gossips

And kept a note of vestibule’s trip

Interdependence of length and height

People say it’s an architectural delight!

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Maybe

Maybe you will love me

Maybe you will care

Maybe you will remember

All the things we shared

Maybe you will hold me

Maybe you would smile

Maybe we will talk

About things worthwhile

Maybe i will catch your gaze

Maybe we will dream

Maybe you will hold my hands

Under moonlight beam

Maybe we will be a song

Maybe we will be one soul

Maybe we will walk the road

Or, maybe you will leave

A Wish

I look out through the rain

First rain drops on parched land

A fleeting shadow crossed the path

I know him as long as I know myself

Or, I recognised myself when I knew him

I saw him after a lifetime

The first twilight after months of winters

I tried reading between the lines

A story of eternal togetherness

I know I loved you far too long

Maybe it’s just a fantasy

Or maybe someday prayers would pay

Thursday, May 10, 2012

A painter’s fantasy
An unknown ecstasy
The blissful night
Eternal delight
Rhythmic impinge
Embellished fringe
Resurging song
Words gone wrong
Silent whispers
Scenic sculptures
Protagonists at play
That fateful day

Friday, August 12, 2011

The Unknown

A lump of muscle

Or a melodic giggle

An unsolved riddle

Or a whimsical fable

A name, a relation

Or an artist’s creation

Lost in a million

Or a gifted common

A misplaced identity

Or a false fancy

Jumbled words

Or a free bird

Protagonist in a play

Or a clumsy essay

A dainty rhyme

Or a shiny dime

Searching for a reply

Who am I?

Photo Credit: http://www.muftisays.com/blog/Mahd-ul-Huda/213_03-02-2010/lost-identity%3F%3F%3F.html

Friday, June 24, 2011

A Dream

Those endless nights that we spent together, are the ones I will remember forever.

The way you entwingled your fingers in mine. The feeling of it all was just so divine.

Then slowly I would snuggle myself in your arms. I felt so drunk in your charms.

I inhaled the perfume that you wore. It made me want you even more.

You looked ravishing that night. You seem to glow in moonlight.

We never need to speak a word. Unspoken poetry began to be heard.

You were my fairy tale love story come true. My feelings were making some new debut.

There was a sense of being alive. I wondered if you were ready to hear my shrive?

image courtesy: http://crazyphoenix.wordpress.com/

Monday, April 11, 2011

Dead Friendship

Standing in front of a silent grave

Asking my soul to be brave

The name on it read- to friendship

My heart it seems to make a skip

I feel so aloof

Wishing to disapprove

Come back hold me once

Make the move, cover the expanse

Frustration, misery, agony and hurt

Is there anything more to assert?

Covered in my bloodstained soul

I seemed to have lost all control

Our friendship, it took a final breath

It was me who had a silent death

Alive yet dead,

I walk alone

Hollow and strained

To a place unknown

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

20 Things That Make Me Happy

1. Play with my angel

2. Going crazy without a reason

3. Shouting at the top of my voice

4. Falling in love

5. Travelling to new places

6. Day dreaming

7. Reading randomly

8. Debating about things i believe in

9. Meeting new people

10. Getting dressed up for no special occasions

11. Try to interpret life

12. Long drives

13. Dancing (i have wings to fly)

14. Adventure sports (bungee jumping, paragliding, rock climbing)

15. Shopping

16. Talking to close friends (gossiping)

17. Showing off to people what i have got

18. Spending time alone once in a while; doing nothing

19. Cooking for mom and dad

20. Facebooking (I guess its more of social interaction than anything else)

To You...

Dreams
Destiny
Forever
Together

Love
Live
Believe
Leave

Hurt
Pain
Agony
Affliction

Delay
Disobey
Destruction
Death

Your Gift
Thank You!

Image Courtesy: http://greenray.deviantart.com/art/Boulevard-of-Broken-Dreams-64736053

Someday...

Looking out of the window pane

All I see is beaming light

My eyes they say a thousand words

Wishing you to recognize them all

I kept thinking about you all day long

What it would be like for us to be together

There is a sudden gush of emotions

Hopes and anxiety play their parts

I feel pain and relief all at once

I breathe in your memories

I think it is my longest breath

In my veins I can feel your thoughts running

I wish for us to be there for each other

I hope you would feel the same

One day

I look out of the window pane

And I hope to see us together forever

Playing with our kids sometimes

They seem to resemble you a lot

But their eyes,

I think they look like mine

That is because they always shine

When I think about you............

......................................

Someday

Image Courtesy: http://theaveragegirlnextdoor.wordpress.com/2010/09/08/window-pain/

Monday, February 21, 2011

Memories

Sitting beside a river once

I turned back to gaze the path

I remember us crossing it together

A crack of dirt beneath my feet

I saw footprints on sands of time

Those promised intended roads to take

The tenderness prevailed

With purity in emotions

When my love and trust was blind

Then the time of innocence was lost

I was listening then

When you said your final goodbyes

Couldn’t even ask you to stay

There is no moral to any of this

I wanted to convince myself

Life isn’t so bad

It answers nothing

Not alone I was there that day

I saw a reflection in pool of water

A lost ghostly impression of myself

But perhaps I guess I should be glad

That when I looked that’s all I had

There’s a taste of salt in the air

I guess it’s my own tears

I get up and start walking

On the path I now call home

Image Courtesy : http://anushreebasu.wordpress.com/2010/02/23/about-time/

Sunday, February 13, 2011

lonliness

Even though you are here

Of which I am well aware

Yet the silence spoke wrongly

Despite in each other’s company

I struggle with my loneliness

Standing on the same road

I suddenly felt an inner implode

Our paths, they seem so different

Even near me you appear so distant

I try to overcome this solitude

Seeing you tonight

I felt a chilling agitating frostbite

I feel like i no longer belong

Faking smiles to show nothing is wrong

The emptiness sneaks in, it’s a silent song

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Before I die

Image Courtesy : http://jpindustrial.deviantart.com/art/I-Want-to-Live-Before-I-Die-129489459

My brother had put up a status message exactly four months before he expired about five things people wanted to do before they died. He had mentioned it might help him choose what he wanted to do with his life. A month after his demise, we are left clueless about his five wishes that he wanted to achieve when he had time on earth.

Until now, I used to take it all as a joke. But, his loss made me go thinking. What was it that i wanted to do with my life? What were those things that topped my list?

And then I got these answers. Some of them (or maybe all of them) might sound stupid to you. But, probably this is what I am and what I really want from the bottom of my heart.

1. I would want to see my parents happy until the last of my breath. I would also like to find someone, who would probably take care of them once I am not there. It feels weird to think somebody else taking care of them when you aren't there. But, I guess that's why they say something is better than nothing.

2. I want to see the more of world: passing away and going to another earth(or hell or heaven whatever it really is!) might not give me that chance. I feel that this earth is a truly amazing thing that nature has made. I would love to see the most of it, and capture its true essence.

3. Best friend: Ya! That’s true. Even I don’t know why it is there, but it does come on the third number of my wish list. I have truly amazing parents and family members (touch wood!). But when it comes to people outside this range, it somehow becomes strange. Having been ditched by a lot of close friends, I am still in search of my best friend. Hopefully, I will find one before I die! I have had a pretty interesting life till now. I wish to tell it to this person, sparing no details (This one surely deserves a big LOL!)

4. I want to tell some people what they really mean to me. I might as well just write about them and put it up on a secret blog that they can open when I die; to really let them know what place they have had in my life.

5. I would want people to forgive me before I die and not wait for the moment when I am no longer a part of this world. I might have done some mistakes intentionally or unintentionally to hurt people and have faced devastating results for them too. I just wish I would not be dead for them when I am still alive.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

dedicated to a brother i lost in this journey called life

A tragedy stuck my family last month. My cousin, who was 24 years old (he was three months younger to me) expired. He had an unusual death.

He was the only one who wished me a happy new year by calling me up. And fifteen days later, he didn’t even exist! Doctors say that he had Hepatitis E, a very rare chance of being fatal (it’s fatal in only 1% cases). Best doctors of India, no best prayers in world could actually save him. And if one would have looked at him a week before he was admitted in hospital, they would have been stunned by his good health. And it took virus only a week to do its job and take him away from us.

I was on a trip when I got a call from my masi (mother’s sister) that my brother was critically ill and doctors had informed them that he might not make it. I couldn’t control myself. The only feeling I had at that time was I couldn’t have been so unlucky! I still had to get married and looking at Indian marriage traditions, a brother has one of the most important roles to play. He still had to do his part in my marriage. God couldn’t take him away so soon. How selfish could I be!

I came back to Delhi and went straight to meet him. He was covered all in pipes- a monitoring machine, dialysis machine, everything surrounded him. I broke down on seeing him like that. At that moment, doctors came for their routine checkups and I was asked to move out. Thank God he didn’t see me crying. After check up, doctors told me that he had 90% chances of survival (I actually wonder now how unlucky could I have been a 90% chance became 0% in less than a week).

The very next day, he was admitted in ICU. Believe me, ICU is one place I won’t even want worst of my enemies to go to. He was in comma for four days. One could see his every single breath coming and going. The level of helplessness you feel is simply unbearable. The horrendous sentiments and uncontrollable emotions, all of them were playing their parts together.

On one of the days, late at night at around 3:30 am, doctors suddenly called us in. They informed us that my brother was sinking and they urgently needed us to arrange for blood. His father, my masarji, was there with me. He went inside to look at his son. The level of helplessness he felt can’t even be put in words. I couldn’t judge whether to run for arranging the blood or take care of him. That image still haunts me at nights. A father standing in ICU, seeing his young 24 year old son sinking away breath by breath!

The day before my brother expired, he opened his eyes. Doctors said they had seen improvement in him for the first time. And before I knew, very next day, he was gone!

He was bestest of the best brothers one could have ever had. Even though he was my cousin, the amount of things he did for me, even a real brother couldn’t have done just as much. He would always tell me not to use my brains and leave any difficult task on him. His exact words would be “tu apna dimaag mat laga, waise bhi kam hai. Jab tera bhai hai to tu kyu itna sochti hai. Ja mast reh” (why do you use your brains just as much, when already there is a dearth of it? When you have your brother by your side, you don’t need to worry about anything else. Go and be happy)

There’s so much more to be written about him. So much more to mention. I am again getting nostalgic thinking about him today. Every night he comes in my dream and tells me that he loves me. I wonder how much things change between people when they die. I would never take him seriously and would fight a lot with him. Even now, i look at his pictures and say things to irritate him. Only difference is he doesn’t reply back to me. I wrote this on my blog only for two reasons. One is to pay homage to a brother who had been more than a wonderful person and human being all his life. And second is to let all you readers know that life is too short. Many a times we don’t care about things that are truly important to us. Those taken for granted things are gone forever, before we even know. I made it a point to say sorry to all the people whom I had hurt intentionally and unintentionally. But, one thing is care for people when they are alive, rather than cry for them when they are no more.