It's always about YOU..

“Go away..”, I say, to these times that are prevailing

the state of us being together, that these days are curtailing

I say it helplessly to the time, to the eternity

As against the currents and winds, my happiness is sailing

It is then when I give up to the belligerent winds

That you fill my heart and bones and make me sing

The complex tune of honey & brine, flowers & butterflies, death & life, good times & these times……

And So, You become the cutting contrast

That brings out the stark difference between the white & black, the happy & sad

You’re the silver lining between this land & the blue grey sky

You’re the one that makes me want to live even beyond this life

Tell me how do you cut me so softly into a lovable one?

How do you manage to bring peace in this wild town of my mind that burns?

But then as you control the fire, you deluge me as your thoughts  flood my mind

and then I remember your touch as your skin against mine rubs,

only if I could contain you all this while

only if I could be with you, all day and night…

You perhaps don’t even know as certain facts evade my understanding too

That how you’ve taken over all the aspects of my relations in this world that exist

You’re my friend and my competitor,

You’re my student and my teacher

You’re my guide and my lover

You’re my veil and my mirror

Your absence becomes poison, and your presence an elixir……

But then somehow even without the explanation, I’m more happy than bewildered!

So as this moment gains the weight and I feel sinking deep down the water

I remember those moments that we had spent together when the days were brighter

I close my eyes and I enter the gates of my parallel universe

Where you’re there with me before and after the dinners

And then your weight on me lifts all the burden

your eyes strike me every time like bullets from gun

they pierce me and the pain inside me gushes out

you make me as white and calm as a white flower

Tell me, how do you do it with such ease and indomitable power?

But then I wake up as the ‘present tense’ orders me to, of which I’ve to be a minion

I see the fresh flowers of  our yesterdays that were once bestowed upon us

now lay on the ground, dried; at times I feel they are in complete oblivion

and then you ask me to clean it up and that it’s such a mess

I pick a flower and preserve it in a book, as those days’ dried yet redolent reminiscence………..

 I take a walk down some street alone..

Abandoning those lanes on which our shadows together once strolled

But then I reach one of the crossroads where our lives intertwine

So as I meet you, you show me your book, looking at which my heart smiles

You too have kept some of those flowers and as the rest lay fresh in your heart

I promise you that I’ll never let those flowers dry

I’ll bestow them with all the required ingredients to nourish them

And In this garden of your heart I’ll grow other colors too

All you have to do is, in my heart, keep pumping this life

As I’m from You, since I started the walk in search of You…







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Love is Petering Out…...Really??

All the couples muddling through long distance relationships wouldn’t have had mustered the nerve to sail through the windy sea of The Relationship in the absence of mobile phones, telephones, internet and other telecommunication and transport facilities. OR would they have still gone for it?

Frankly speaking, I don’t know. Nowadays relationships fail to hark back to the antediluvian times when none of the above mentioned facilities existed. In today’s world, we need the constant regular feed ( the facilities) to poke the fire and keep it kindling. Am I mistaken here? Shouldn’t the only feed required be love and the above mentioned facilities be mere (though nowadays important) catalysts?

It would have been such a marvelous thing called ‘Love’ in those days when the Love was both ‘The Entity’ and ‘The Mediator’ within the two and between the two.!!

Are gone those days when there was pillar-strong connection between the two despite the absence of any putative mode of connectivity? Can such love subsist in today’s world? Has the growing connectivity today, actually rendered the strength of love as relatively lilliputian?

But then in the realms of all these questions, rises another one that changes the cusp of the previous questions. What was Love then, in those times? With the distance and no connectivity, how did they care for each other and where was the sharing?

For me love is too mammoth like to be defined or seen in its de facto figure. But there’s one aspect that I vehemently believe in and that is sharing.

I fail to discern that how can love last in the absence of sharing. But then, the fact is that it used to exist then. How and in what form it used to exist is a mystery that still evades me. 

Today, even in the times of multiple networks, love fails to get connected between the two. It definitely needs more than just technology & gizmos. It needs love..

Nevertheless I believe that love should be like a river with continuous flow. The moment it behaves in an ebb and flow manner, it can cease to flow altogether at any time later.

So once it is ignited, pull out all the stops to keep fueling it even while the most dire circumstances and also never abandon it even when prices of the fuels go high!!

                                                          After all for all those who seek love, it’s the raison d'être…!!!

At least I believe love is still there with its intact core nature. I guess, it’s just the times that have changed..or else people would have ceased to seek ‘the Love’…And So,

 It made her touch the sky and fillip the clouds

To hark him against the sweltering summer..

And to meet him she rowed across the river

Even in the cold nights as she shivered

It made her do everything

while doing which earlier she would have quivered

She went against the tide

Her spirits were not dampened nor dithered

But then the angry rains swelled the river

And every second, her life, her love seemed to sink deeper

Her eyes were getting closed, with petering out glimmer

Her heart was cold, with hopes getting dimmer

......But then the sun shone and the clouds disappeared

She was there on the shore and even He was there

After all He too had taken the same route to meet her.........!!

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