Complexities

The pink bougainvillea outside beckons 

The green beyond there shows me sights of what is, 

what could be 

We whittle away at our land and seas 

What will our children see? What they will feel? 

Dry arid earth, lifeless horizons 

A sunset that can't be enjoyed 

The kite rides the air currents

Showing me the way of 

what could be 

porta do céu, originally uploaded by zenog.

The Queen walked down the path
It bristled green
The insects scrunched under her feet as she walked
She was tipsy – the gin had been a bit too much for her

She swayed a bit – the afternoon sunshine was gentle on her face
The path seemed to wind on forever
But it had been a blissful morning
Full of bright laughter and happiness radiating from all the faces

Well she knew they would not be happy forever
The gin had contributed to that slightly giddy feeling

The gate was almost upon her…

The beginning of the saga

His smoking hot whisky eyes

That was the first thing she had noticed and the quick grin of course

The rain was pouring down in sheets and she thought,

‘What a quirk of fate, I seem to meet my destiny every time it rains!’

Her car had stalled – something or the other had given up its life

She was sitting all alone – feeling the loneliness coming off in waves

She heard a quick tap

And fate she smiled her wicked grin

Irene rolled down the window pane

40 years blurred in her gaze

Looking into Iyer’s eyes

And his story well now that makes a separate rhyme….

Iyer and Irene

Oh fish!

Oh fish!, originally uploaded by Pixychik.

vairy whale
said the fish to the sea
the sea opened her arms
she welcomed the wee one

scary mother you are sometimes
but i don’t intend to be here very long
this is but a fleeting visit
inspired by the man behind the dark side of the moon

that man he sits on the edge with his fishing rod
forlornly
and wishes for an evening star
it comes and twinkles at him

it says vairy whale
why don’t you visit the sea sometime
she seems to long for you

the man looked at the star
a glimmer of recognition shone in his weather-beaten eyes
vairy whale he said
its time i left this land anyway

the man jumped off the moon into the waiting arms of the sea
the world heaved a sigh of relief
the splash that occurred echoed in the corridors of the universe
reverberated across the galaxies
whoooosh it went till every denizen on every planet
felt the same desire

as the man who used to sit behind the dark side of the moon

The landscape of my sorrow

Stretches ahead of me

I wander the paths of unhappiness

Desolate and lost

Despair greets me at every turn

The aftermath an injection of pain

Its venom fills my body

Hope walks in the shadow of pain

Fragile like a flower

She might get crushed yet…

The hills were alive with the sounds of silence
I had to work hard to hear them
My urban ears unaccustomed
Laughter rang out - pure and crystal clear
Of birds and humans alike

Life crawled around us
A testimony to the beauty of nature
Red, blue, green - the colours intense and varied
In all shapes and sizes

Four days in a Paradise
Where man will never conquer the elements

Rootless_Wanderer

Locked away in dark recesses yet the memory still lingers on

The love that died a slow death

It had bloomed like a sunflower in the spring sun

Survived years of autumns and winters

That one night destroyed it

They thought they would weather the storm

But this one blew them off course

Destroyed their moorings

Left them stranded dry and without the roof called love..

I know I know..its corny but the words would not stop :)

The Last Dance

Dancing, originally uploaded by Extra Medium.

For years, they had danced perfectly together
Timing, style and rhythm all got down to a tee
They used to shock bystanders
With the way their bodies moved in unison
Swaying to the music

When did the break happen?
A mis-step here and there
When did he start jiving and she waltzing?

Then came that one last time
She moved as if she was part of him
Eternal lovers playing out their parts
He stared into those deep brown eyes
Knowing that the end was in sight

They walked away from each other
Not looking back
A slight hesitation at the final step
Remembering all the years gone by

A Tale of Two Cities

This is dedicated to Sheri who inspired me to write this.

I found her as I wandered

Lost in the shadows of an alleyway

In her red ghaghra choli

She razzle dazzled

Her red and gold bangles

Shiny lil diamond stud on her nose

Her red bindi struck chords

In my yearning heart

Her shy eyes refused to meet my gaze

A mystery in the making

I found her as I meandered

In the night time

An avenue with no trees

Neon and bright lights surrounded me

She smouldered and struck a pose

Her little red dress showed off more than it should have

Her glossy black eyes promised nothing and everything

She met my gaze head on without faltering

Just being herself – bold and uncompromising

Ripples of reflections

Ripples of reflections, originally uploaded by KittyKaht.

I meet someone daily
She stares back at me with an unflinching gaze
Her brown- black eyes don’t hesitate
To put my flaws in place

She never stops loving me either
Encourages me every step of the way

I must learn to respect her more
Make her feel special
Not give in to the daily demands of life

It is time to make the change
Correct these errors

Stop staring at my reflection
Effect the transformation

Ripples of light shine through now
Just enough to let her out
The smile breaks through the gloom

Hazy Time

lovers, originally uploaded by нasн.

Brown eyed girl
Van Morrison sings
Memories come back
Glances and hot summer flirting
A bike ride quite not forgotten
Moonlit skies on warm white sand
A kiss soft and gentle
Smile lights my face
And stays there….

Retrospection

Sheece wrote a beautiful post on 2008 and finding beauty in life. I won't go on about that post and you should read it here for sure ...its brilliant and I found myself with a tear in my eye when I was done reading.

I have been meaning to write and nothing and I mean nothing has been coming. Its like post the 'terror attacks' my writing dried up. My fotos luckily didn't and I really really wish I could make that my alternative career but sigh..if wishes were horses and all that jazz.

My city is healing. We are heading back towards some routine. Have I moved on? I don't know..I still feel pangs. I went to the Taj on that magical Friday evening and my heart ached. I felt such pain at the desecration caused and still don't understand why. The war rhetoric has got me worried too. People think its like some f***ing video game and I remember Mom's stories about it. You should read Annie's post here for more on this.

A friend has been dealing with heartburn and I have been holding her hand. I think I felt heartburn when Bombay burned. My love life has been a dud for sometime and my parents go on about the shaadi thing. I keep wondering if there is someone out there for me or I am meant to do this all alone. There was an excellent comic strip that I saw a couple of days ago in the papers. All the birds in a row on the electric wire and one turns to the other and says, 'Is this all there is?' :)) So true of all our existence no?

I haven't drunk a drop of alcohol in the last two weeks and I am broke. I want to keep off the drinks till 31st. S said if you don't drink alcohol for sometime, the taste really hits you. I think I want to drink my Haig something like that.

Office has been dead since Monday. It is going to get worse next week. People have taken leave and done disappear. I know friends who are struggling for leave and here we have people taking 3 weeks chutthi and doing general disappear.

I still haven't finished blogging about my S. India trip. I am going to attempt finishing doing that before the New Year hits. NYP as H put it so eloquently is going to a place called Ladghar and I have no idea how eet ees going to be. We are booked and we are going and I am itching to get my arse out of Bumbai land.

Reading..I am still devouring books. Sophie Kinsella is darn good with her 'Shopaholic' series and my sister and me r huge fans now. I entered Crossword and started reading one of those easy reading books and got called away for my appointment. Goddamn annoying eet ees because I don't know the blooming ending of the book now :(

Think am all written out for now. Will leave you with one last thought....take it or leave it....

Here comes the sun
It shines it burns
Let it envelop you
Warmth heat and all
A lil burning never hurt no one
A lil love never hurt no one

Come on then ...open them arms wide
Embrace the world
Good bad and ugly
All at once...

Mrs Dalloway

Time is the enemy

Doesn't stand still

We are pushed through the current

Like poor Mrs Dalloway

Ah, poor Mrs Dalloway

A character quite unparalleled

Oft quoted still

Virginia oh Virginia

You bred a Hydra

No Hercules around

To slay her either

The verse is drawing to a close

I bid adieu

Wish you well

And ask you to remember Mrs D sometime...

Unsaid

The night shimmers with promises
Flickering like a flame
Orange lit shadows
I writhe in passion...or is it pain
It seems a long time ago

The memory doesn’t faze me anymore
I look at it with virginal eyes

That night made me a woman
It scorched me with its intensity
It thawed me…

Yet I remain unfulfilled
I walk along paths that don’t lead me anywhere
Meandering stumbling

I search blindly
It comes to me
I have closed my eyes against the light which sears my very being
I will learn to open them softly gently
And walk again with peace

Journeys into the unknown

Road to Nowhere, originally uploaded by Sir Simon Milligan.

The bridge of life- ups n downs.
We still journey wanting to get on the train
To reach our destination.
The train seems to be rushing to the end of the journey.
Sights n smells r heightened.
Onrush of adrenaline.
The next stop -nowhere.
The road to nowhere leads me to become a mistress of a nothing place.

I enter a realm of beauty
Undiscovered, pristine
Wondrous my eyes look around
Until chastened I look away

I am not meant to see
Not meant to hear
Not meant to know
My memories- they are not mine

I leave without looking behind
Risking it all
The exit never seemed so far away...

The Road

I walk through the dark alleys of the night

Looking backward at the shadows

The memories keep chasing me

The sliver of a moon hangs from the dark gloomy sky

Obscured by the clouds as they keep floating by

I walk on

The rain starts slowly

It starts by brushing against my face

The drops big and fat

I am smiling

It starts to pour

Strangely I don’t feel the need to run and seek shelter

The rain is me – I am infused with it

I am living, breathing – like a new born baby

Experiencing everything anew

Legs intertwined

Legs intertwined, originally uploaded by SMJ737.

The day begins with sunbeams
They dance around my face playfully
A moan tears through the air
Its echo lingering on

A light touch
The whisper of a breath
The feel of stubble on the nape of my neck
The hint of tongue before the lips
Gently collide

The sunbeams continue to play

Its a pointless journey

Without feeling hurt and pain

You wake up one morning

Find yourself transported into a no man's land

There is no succor for the hungry heart here

It was a dream

Where you held happiness in the palm of your hand

Where you stood and poured your heart out to another stranger

The waves lapping at your feet

Life is a minefield

You end up losing a heart or two

The mental scars – they never go away

My valley with the yellow flowers

Where I yearn to walk waits for me

I am still meandering

Dream a lil dream of me

Walk along paths golden with the flowers fallen

Walk along dark alleys lit by neon

Wait for a chance to show true colours

Hurt pain disappointment

Loneliness want desire

A stew waiting to be cooked up

Eat, slurp and drink it up

Slow fast quick as a bumble bee

Imbibe what your soul wants

Varnish it with the love of a thousand red balloons

Make the dream come true

Or let it vanish into the morning light

I am bored beyond belief

I wish I was someplace else

I wish the earth would swallow me up

Take me on an underground adventure

My soul yearns to escape

These boundaries of cubicles

My heart sings a song

I can hear it going

La la la la la la la

The humming echoes through the body

Till I feel I am vibrating

One of those dildoes

People use to gain some notion of pleasure

Separate yet distinct

I am two parts – soul and body

The imagination is the third

I can feel the earth start to open up

My adventure begins

So long world