Change

Pain and grief tore through her
The lucky man had it all
The injustice of the situation,
The cruelty in this fall

Bitter bile rose through the hurt, and;
Distraught, she swayed
The bitter beauty of this jazz, is that;
He just threw it all away.

The Day.

I haven't laughed so much in ages.
I haven't grinned ear to ear since forever.
I haven't been this happy since Joel's surprise visit.
I didn't realise how much I needed this!
But I did.
It was an awesome day and the effects are still there.
I'm still on a happy high.
The banter.
The teasing.
The bitching.
The expletives.
The new piercing.
The new friend.
The old friend.
The boyfriend.
MWAH.

It was the best Valentine's ever!
The guys were beaten in their own avenue.
The girls prevailed.
Tickling is still the best form of submission.
Laughing is THE best medicine.
People are the best therapy.
Inorbit gaming zone is the best!!!!

Mush and gift exchanging, a perfect Valentine's day don't make.
Hammer hitting, hippo beating, bull dog attacking, air hockey playing, light stepping and awesome people.
This all maketh a perfect Valentine's day.

I couldn't have asked for something better!!!

PS: The people involved were:
Kavya: The gem. The marvel.
Mihir: The luminary. The star.
Ravi: The new one. The best.

I owe all three of you a big thank you. You guys gave me one of the most memorable days I have had in a long time.

Winds of Change

The bright ascent of the moon
The purity contained in the shores
Your happy and cheerful voice
The utter lack of chaos

The beauty in little things
The crisp flow of letters
The feeling of contentment
Life, for the good and the better

The lazy morning dewdrops
The misty rays of the sun
Opportunities knocking around
Children in throes of fun

The quiet hum of music
A soft shuffle on the ground
The ability to be positive
The vibrancy of sounds

***

The dark descent of the moon
The disturbance contained in the shores
Your angry and frustrated voice
The world in chaos

The tragedy in little things
The broken flow of letters
The feeling of resentment
Life, getting worse and not better

The polluted morning dewdrops
The harsh rays of the sun
Missed opportunities all around
Perverts in their throes of fun

The unbearable hum of music
An unsteady shuffle on the ground
The inability to be positive
The endurable sounds

***

Life changes so quickly
That all we can do is stare
It grabs you by the collar
It grabs you by the hair

The nuances in life
And all the things it brings
It will either be awesome
Or it will completely stink

I'm going through a new low
It is an impossible gloom
But all I know is that-
A new tomorrow will come soon

It will bring me hope
And it will shine really bright
Till then all the gloom and all
Will just be a fading light

***

You're on the road
But you've got no destination
You're in the mud
In the maze of her imagination

You love this town
Even if that doesn't ring true
You've been all over
And its been all over you

Beautiful Day- U2

Men and their ways

"Chivalry is only second to self respect."

Thus quoted my friend.

I wish more men remembered and used chivalry freely.. Open doors, pull out seats, let the "fairer" sex walk ahead, and NOT ask us to slide in a cab!!! :P

We women like it, just that we are too proud to say that these little things matter. We love the feeling that follows the chivalric behavior. We feel like the most precious thing in the world, the most loved, a princess in our own small worlds...

Don't you want the women in your life to feel goodie good and amazing? That includes the sisters, friends and mommies. Not only the wife and girlfriend/s!! :D

Ofcourse, you want them to feel on top of the world. And that happiness will fill you up inside.. :)

Always...

Practise chivalry guys.. It pays. Always. :)

PS: For all you women:

Yeah those guys wanna come treat ya right
Cause you're sweeter than apple pie
Everything that you want you got
Girl you know that you need to stop
Most beautiful thing in sight
Always takin' on the spotlight

-What you got by Colby O Donis feat. Akon.

We love it completely!

You

It is one hell of a day when you realise that, all that you have been doing is wrong. That it hasn't been fair. That justice wasn't meted out. That it broke someone along the way. That the tears were unstoppable.

You did wrong. You weren't fair. You didn't do justice. You broke someone along the way. You made someone cry.

Then you realise in all glory; that the person you are staring at is your own reflection. You are looking at a mirror. A mirror that is as cracked and faded, as you feel. As tormented as the shadows of the dark. As ghastly as you feel ashamed of your unfairness. As lonely and tormented as your soul. As insane as the world that it reflects.

And yet, you know that it is you. And there is still so much more there. A promise of a better tomorrow. A sliver of a new dawn. A faint silver lining.

You promise yourself to make it better. You promise to stand up for yourself. You want to prove something to yourself. You don't let anyone else rule you. They don't hold a say in your life. They don't have that much importance. They don't matter at all.

The gory death of you. That was what had; almost, happened. And somehow you lived to see another day. The carnage was terrible, the stench of blood overpowering. The darkness ripped your soul.

And yet you live.

No, they didn't miss you. No, they didn't fall. No, they don't realise that you are still very much there.

Still alive.

Living for yourself. For a change. A good change.

PS: My sun still shines. :)

The Temptress

You want a piece of me
Maybe you want the whole being
You want to be thrilled
You want the feel
You want the insanely heady rush
The smoothness
The grating smoothness
The unimaginable softness
You want the immediate high
You want the throes of elation
The endless boundaries of desire
The polished beauty
The finespun features
The prevailing finesse
You want the ceaseless pain
The tortured anguish
The endless hope
The perpetual faith
The consummate soul
You want the enamoring spirit
You want it all...

You can't have me
You can't tame the spirit
You can't apprehend the soul
You can't crush the faith
You can't torment the hope
You can't beguile me
The infliction will deepen
The pain will revere
The broken soul will heal
The spirit will soar
The body will break
The soul will remain pure
The purposeful eyes
The driven mind
All will hold strong
In these trying times

I can understand the thrill
All the heady ways
The barbed satin beauty
And her fiery gaze
She makes you swoon
She sends you in a daze
You would croon for her
You live in her craze
All you want is her
All you need is her
The barbed satin beauty
And her fiery gaze...

Dreams and the Family.

I woke up in cold sweat. I don't usually remember my dreams and most of them are pleasant. Thus, dreaming in explicit detail about losing a family member didn't leave me with any happy thought. It though; did leave me with a lot of doubt and many unanswered questions. 

I had just witnessed my mother's death as a third person. 

It left me shaken and visibly disturbed. Viewing the entire scene from the third person's point of view let me examine myself at the point of crisis. But more than that, it left me with a bunch of unanswered questions. I didn't know my ma's favourite colour. I didn't know her favourite dish. I didn't know the one thing that she loved the most in the world. The problematic part was, even after waking up; I didn't have answers to these questions.

It made me realise that even though my family is so close knit, I had so many unanswered questions. Living the fast life, always on the run; I have forgotten how to enjoy life. Needless to say that I don't have answers to the questions yet but I know what I will be reduced to if my family breaks up. Touchwood; that it doesn't happen for a long time. It will eventually happen, I know that; but I hope it doesn't happen anytime soon.

The problem that we face today; is that we forget to prioritise. We forget that our family is just as important as our friends are. Ask me to name my friend's favourite colour, I will know. Quiz me about their food habits and I will tell you in a jiffy. I know their most loved/hated lists like the back of my hand. But I fail miserably when it comes to my family. And I pride myself on being real close to my family. There is little that I don't know or share with them. 

But I do know that I want to learn more. I want to know more about the people who were always there for me. The ones who kissed the tears away. The ones who slept with the lights on when I was scared. The ones who cradled me and read out stories on the nights I couldn't sleep. The ones who taught me some of life's greatest lessons. The ones who I more or less tend to take for granted. 

Look back. Retrospect. There must have been a thousand times when you fought with your parents to see that movie which they didn't want you to see. To go to the coffee shop with a bunch of friends. To go on the promised date with that cute guy/girl you had been eyeing for months. But did we for once see the pain we inflicted back at home? Invisible scars that refuse to heal? Silent tears of pain? Hours of worry...??? 

No we don't. We are way too selfish and self absorbed to bother with the people who give us the much required unconditional love. The ones who would do anything for us at the bat of an eyelid. The ones who will risk their lives to save us from getting scratched. 

Our unsung heroes. Our family members. Our life.

<3 

I owe you guys a million times over. For always being there. And even though I rarely let you know. I love you. More than I can express and more than anything else. Forever. For always.

Tresses and changes! :)

So, you all have loved and admired; envied and hated, but none of you all could have missed the tresses on my head. 

*grins*

Now, I am really in a mood for something outrageous and was contemplating cutting my hair real short. I asked a couple of people and all were against the notion except for Isha..!!! :D So, I will throw it here for contention.

Do I cut my hair really short because I feel like it or do I just give it a trim and let it be...??? My hair reaches the middle of my back if you are wondering about the length and is more or less straight unless I have tied my wet hair into a bun where it ends up in nice waves!! :)

So, my dear blog mates; YOU DO HAVE THE POWER!!!!!!! ;)

PS: I still don't have time to write that long post, or visit your blogs. Do pardon me. Sowwie. 

PPS: I owe one to Nimit, the random walk that day made me very happy. Thanks sweetie. And I will always be your fan. Mwahhhh!!!!!