Wednesday, June 25, 2008

I am........

I am from the mist settling over the canyon
To the crashing of waves off the side of the coast
I am from the glistening of large droplets of water falling on a midwinter’s day
From the top of the rainbow to the bottom of the lake
I am from the silvery disc placed in the computer
To the crisp pages of bestseller pages
And the rolling film in the darkened rooms buzzing through the air
I’m from Cinderella to Snow White, from Puff the Magic Dragon to the flying of fairies
The barking of the dog and swimming of aquatic animals
To the colors seen and unseen
I’m from the tracks zooming along with their fierce wheels
The tooting of the pipe with buttons and challenges
I am from the journey to the destination
I have seen the end but lived through the calamity and fatigue
I’ve felt the bubbles whisk through my hair yet I have not yet made a bubble
I am from the darkest place there ,to the light of your life.

Glorious Days

When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches!
When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes!
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays,
Yet managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.
We learnt writing with slates and pencils,
and Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and then Micro tips!
When we began drawing with crayons and evolved to
Color pencils and finally sketch pens!
When we started calculating first with tables and then with Clarke's tables
and advanced to Calculators and computers!
When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals,
and returned to the classrooms
Drenched in sweat!
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,Playgrounds,
under the trees and even in cycle sheds!
When all the colors in the world,
Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays!
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!
When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls!
When few played "kabadi" and "Kho-Kho" in scorching sun,
While others simply played "book cricket" in the Confines of classroom!
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy!
When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks!
When few rushed at 3:45 to "Conquer" window seats in our School bus!
While few others had "Big Fun", "peppermint",
"kulfi", " milk ice !" and "sharbat !" at 4o Clock!
Gone are the days
Of Sports Day,
and the annual School Day,
And the one-month long preparations for them.
Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly,
Half Yearly and Annual Exams,
And the most enjoyed holidays after them!
Gone are the days
Of tenth and twelfth standards, when
We Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests!
We learnt,
We enjoyed,
We played,
We won,
We lost,
We laughed,
We cried,
We fought,
We thought.
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more!
Gone are the days
When we used to talk for hours with our friends!
Now we don't have time to say a 'Hi'!
Gone are the days
When we played games on the road!
Now we Code on the road with laptop!
Gone are the days
When we saw stars Shining at Night!
Now we see stars when our code doesn't Work!
Gone are the days
When we sat to chat with Friends on grounds!
Now we chat in chat rooms.....!
Gone are the days
Where we studied just to pass!
Now we study to save our job!
Gone are the days
Where we had no money in our pockets and
still fun filled on our hearts!!
Now we have the ATM as well as credit card but with an empty heart!!
Gone are the days
Where we shouted on the road!
Now we don't shout even at home
Gone are the days
Where we got lectures from all!
Now we give lectures to all...
Gone are the days
But not the memories,
which will be
Lingering in our hearts for
Ever and ever and ever .....
Gone are the Days....
But not the smile it brings back to us...







Saturday, June 21, 2008

Intricate Web of Life

my life has been one hell of an adventure so far
so many paths
so many obstacles
so many twists and turns
each path
led to the same destination
each obstacle
i fought
and made my way through
on to the same path i wanted to avoid
each step i took
i stumbled onto a new path
onto a new adventure
a brand new adventure with the same story
with the usual ending
until,
my life became one big indiana jones adventure
given up on life
i banished myself into the forests
with a view to rebuild my life
lady luck deserted me long time ago
with hope and confidence
i slowly tried to weave my life back together
slowly and steadily
i started weaving
luck was never in my favor
the web that was to be my life
slowly gave awayone by one
the strands that made my web
fell down
one by one
i slowly rebuilt them
again and again
again and again
it was the same
over and over again
time has taken its toll
the life that i wanted to “weave”now lay in tatters
the web that i built
is almost in ruins
against this bitter cold wind
determined to make a last stand
i barricade myself
and stand my ground on this lone strand (of web)
that is left of my “web”
hope is all i have
in this precarious position
all i can hope is
the web that i once nurtured with love and care
stays with me
all i can hope is
the web that is my life
does not turn into my final resting place
hope is all i have
hope is all i can hope for.......
now and ever....

Have A Little Faith in Me….

When the road gets dark
And you can no longer see
Just let my love throw a spark
And have a little faith in me

And when the tears you cry
Are all you can believe
Just give these loving arms a try
And have a little faith in me

When your secret heart
Cannot speak so easily
Come here darling’
From a whisper start
To have a little faith in me

And when your back’s against the wall
Just turn around and you will see
I will catch, I will catch your fall baby
Just have a little faith in me