Often on days i wonder, 'why am i the way i am'. It feels very heavy inside sometimes, and at other times there is void inside, the deep vaccum sucking in every single emotion around, good or bad. And some other times, there is this muted feeling, that lets the wierdest emotion to take a pass.
I wonder sometimes
why things arent the way they should be?
why the world around isnt the way i dream about?
why do people think undoing acts?
why do two people love each other inspite of misgivings?
why sometimes they fight with each other and break away?
why sometimes in small acts, there is so much joy
and why in some big acts, there is little purity
why doesn't everyone see what i see
why do i dont see what they see
why do i feel i am the cause
and why sometimes i am the reason
why is there so much ambiguity
and why isnt the world in binaries
why do things go astray, when i say
"boy, this thing is going to be great"
and why sometimes things turn around,
where none is expected
i guess, someone already listens and loves to play
and plays opposite of what i think
this is why, this post is 'why'
questioning eternally
She came dressed in beautiful green kurta. Her long hair always overflowing,
and her gracious demeanor always makes everyone take notice of her presence.
She walks slooowly, lest it may hurt the earth below and she radiates fragrance,
it lingers in my senses long after we go our ways.
Her beautiful round face makes the pearl in her ear glow even more beautiful.
so, we went out on a dinner date that day.
she generally is shy to go out for a dinner or date. But, i guess everyone gets lucky someday. I too got lucky the other day. She reluctantly agreed to dine with me.
We started pretty early in the evening, so that we could talk more. I guess, i wanted to hear her talk more. I had to drop by at the office on our way to the restro. So, i asked her if she would like to come to my office as well.
She said "um, i'm ok, you take your time". i went to my office and like a stupid fella, got into a discussion with a colleague.
It started to rain. i assumed she would be under the roof downstairs. i hurriedly picked myself up and went running down-stairs to see she was drenched in rain. i asked her sternly "whhy didnt u come inside!" she didnt speak a word, and tears welled up her eyes. she went away without saying a word. this girl didnt want to bother me, stayed down stairs, thinking i would be doing something important.
i wish i had simply walked towards her and helped her dry off. i went to her home. she hid herself on hearing me and aunty asked me if something went wrong. i asked if i could see her. she came dressed outside in her dotted tee and pyjama. by now her nose was red, her large forehead had weary lines, her eyes swollen (she cried for sure), still she put on a smile on her face. i cajoled her and asked to scold me, and as she nodded her head, i woke up.
There are few times when an idea comes and sweeps you away by the sheer force of its propensity and impact. As much as poverty is a complicated subject to understand, equally complex is its eradication.
So, without having experienced poverty even remotely, without having seen poverty from close ends, am i a person to comment about poverty. No.period.
Today I found a friend, Or maybe she found me, Or was it fate, chance, circumstance - Predestination, by whatever name? Were we like nanoid stars whose orbits, Devised at time's beginning, In due season Intersect?
Though we'll never know, No matter! For instinct tells me That our friendship, nurtured, Will grow strong.
So much of her I like; Her quiet ways, warmth, A gentle wit, and intellect, An honest face, kind eyes, a ready smile.
'Friend' is not easily defined, and yet, These things mean that to me Concerning one whom, even now, I hope to see again And count the days and hours Until a second meeting.
- via email from author/writer/poetMs NiveditaN, you can find her here.
Some days you wish never end. You wish they go on an on and on.
Today TEDxMumbai @Bluefrog was definitely on of them, where I just soaked in everything that I could like a sponge.
Though I will not elaborate much about the speakers and the entire day's happenings, the videos would be uploaded soon on TED page but would put down points that I jotted in my diary. Did somebody check out the live feeds that were available for free???
Morning:
The first session was about "Hopes and Dreams"-- Obama's listening!!!
First speaker for the day, Viren Rasquina started off li'l nervously and shared his insights on India's potential to be Olympic gold winning machine. He captured the audience with this "It takes only 6 grams worth of gold to lift a nation".. still feel my hair standing on end..
