Contemplation

When the wind embraces you and raindrops form your coat,
When the world is silently lost into dreams,
When the roads are quiet and the birds at rest,
This heart speaks like it never did...

When the heartbeat is the music,
And winds are the song,
When all you wish for
Is for the night to be long...
Long enough so that there is no dawn
Long enough for you to think on
All what life had brought to you,
All what life has taken from you,
All that you wish for,
All that wasn't yours...
When everything around is quiet and still
The heart speaks like it never did...

You close your eyes and feel the breeze
Chilly yet warm with memories,
The darkness of the night it seems
Penetrating through your million dreams,
Dreams you saw and realised,
Dreams you wish to bring to life,
It is then that the heart agrees
That life is not always what we want it to be.
Sometimes it is sweet and sometimes sour,
Can prick like a thorn yet remain beautiful as a flower.
For it is in then that time stands still
When the soul embraces life as it is
And the heart speaks like it never did...

Life: An Insatiable Appetite

I am in 'my' Gwalior for the past couple of days and as much as I enjoy being here, I have a sense of losing something at the same time. This is my last evening here and so I was sitting with my mom simply chatting. It has become some sort of ritual for us. My last evening before heading to Delhi is always spent lying beside mom lazily and chatting with her on all sorts of subjects while she sits there, patiently listening to me and answering all my questions. It is something that sums up my vacations - a long chat with her, about everything, accompanied by something to eat and followed by a piece of advice. This evening she said something to me which I guess I am going to remember more than any other advice that she ever gave me. Just when I was having a feeling of sadness about losing something she stepped in as my savior and I don't know whether she knew what I was going through or not, but her advice seemed just what I needed at the moment. She told me "No one ever gets everything. Life is mean to each one of us and hence it is important to know the art of detaching oneself from everything in life. Never make anything or anyone so important that if they ever leave, they take a part of your soul with them."  I realized how true these words are. We all have a long list of what we want from life. Some of us want to be rich, some happy, some both rich and happy, some long for that one special person in their life and some long for a whole new life. We are never satisfied with what we have. And the worse part is that not many of us know how to lose in life. From our childhood we are taught to fight to win, to survive. Unfortunately, we are never taught how to deal with failures in life. And even though we might be taught how to deal with failure in examinations at school and college, none of us are taught how to deal with failure in love, or in life. 

A Whole New World

A bird out of her nest…
The cosiness, the warmth
Somwhere it is left…
For now she is out in the sky
Learning to abide by
The new rules of life…

A new pair of wings
A dive and a swing
And she sways with the air
Completely unaware
Of this pleasant seaming world outside
Which had been in her dreams
Which she saw form the inside
Of her nest…
That security, the protection is gone
All she is left with is this unrest
Of making attempts to survive
In this world of dreams
Which demands her to fight…
Fight her way through the rest
As now she no more is in her nest
And the cosiness, the warmth
Somewhere it is left…

It all seemed so easy
The nest so warm and yet breezy
But now the meanings have changed
The weather no more seems to be the same
The sunlight’s warmth has turned into heat
And rain into storms that try to beat
her passion, her strength
To be yet again able to strike
On her target perfectly right.
But she ain’t weak so as to bow
To these storms and allow
Them to take over her dreams…
The sky no more seems to be blue
And nor is the grass green…
The true colours of the world
Aren’t a pleasant scene
But these are the rules for her to abide
With only a virtual support by her side
Now that she is out of her nest
The cosiness, the warmth,
Somewhere it is left…

Resting in God's lap, I was enjoying the heaven
When suddenly I was told to leave.
I thought I was being sent to some prison,
But what I saw on opening my eyes was hard to believe...
The face of an angel with tears in her eyes,
And people all around her bubbling with joy...
Scared to be among strange faces
I let out a cry,
Your arms around me I felt all of a sudden
And it was then I knew it was more comforting than heaven...

The language I knew was not familier to all,
But you could look into my eyes and know it all...
My needs you knew without a word,
My silence you understood,
When no one in this world could...
I held your finger and took the first step,
Unaware of what lay ahead,
But your presence made all my fears disappear,
And the blurred visions became clear...

My identity to me was given by you,
They told me I was but a part of you...
My name they said was given by you,
'Mother' - they said mine were you...
The pride of being born to you,
I have felt since the day I have known you...

I stepped into a new age,
leaving behind those golden days...
Every step I took ahead,
Reminded me of what I had left...
Our dreams, I thought was what I was trying to persue,
But in this struggle, I somewhere lost me and you...
The distance we travelled together to get me here,
Doesn't allow me to turn back and again be there...
Doesn't allow me to rest in your lap anymore,
And success now tastes bitter than failure...
For though I have moved up on the ladder,
It has only left me sadder...
The happiness of seeing that smile on your face
and the brightness in your eyes,
Is the only force that keeps me alive...
Alive, though a part of me is already dead inside...
For you I walk this path now...
And what seemed heaven has been lost for long now...
And it's the prison where I live now...
It's the prison where I live now...