Amorphous Creativity

I weave you with my words, I carry you in my eyes, You make me want  to wish for more, beyond Earth and the skies, Empowering me through and always, You guide me  in your own mysterious ways. I hear your song and follow your lead, I have long crossed the tiny realm of need. I live to keep you alive or is it the other way around,  I do not know. But, my dreams I tell you this, With time and imagination, I wish you only grow!

Grab the hand that holds itself out, That one hand for you, in the crowd. Grab it like you will never let go, It could last forever for all you know! Take chances and risk to fly, In those chances, does destiny lie, Let go of whats holding you back, Walk on the untraveled track. Have faith and take the leap, Explore uninhibitedly the waters deep. Trust life, beautiful stories it does weave, To savor the sweetness, always you have to  JUST BELIEVE!

Little tinkling drops of rain, Splash and hit my window pane.. A smile appears on my face, As the rain never ceases to amaze.. Its nature's blessing for romance The perfect excuse and a great chance, For a long drive to no where, An excuse to show you care,  Or to have a heart to heart, To find new love too, it could be the perfect start.. A season to let go and have fun, Alone or with someone, It turns the dull city into green, There something about it  that is calm and serene... Monsoon can make your hearts soar, So welcome it and get drenched to the core...

Things are not going your way, Black is more evident in the gray, Not a smile on your face, Nothing gives you solace.. Everyone and everything appear distant, In favoring you, luck seems hesitant, You feel time is not on your side, and there is nothing you haven't tried. Just when you think it can't get worse, Something happens and life seems like a curse, You stop smiling and give it all up, Not half filled, its an empty cup. I am the same as you, Having felt this,in times old and new. But now when i look and ponder, It all makes perfect sense, i realize in wonder. The cup was always filled up to the half, I found no reason to not laugh, There are little joys around in every season, Always believe everything happens for a reason. Just when you think its difficult to cope, Look around, You will always find , Little packets of hope!

He gives his hand for her to hold out of a train slowly picking up pace and she runs at full speed (Completely decked up for her own wedding) and grabs hold of it. The heart soars and curtain falls. You come out of the movie with expectations set "Chopra and Johar" movies high. We have a huge appetite for love stories and happily ever afters. We have been brought on stories of princess who needs to be rescued, an evil stepmother/father/family or animal, dragons that breathe fire and a prince charming who on his white horse slays everyone who comes in his way of getting to his beloved princess. Eventually, every prince and princess walk into the sunset and stay happily ever after. We grow up expecting something similar, if not exactly the same, happening in our very own lives. We grow up expecting perfection, which we find out, exists only in stories and movies. The prince in our life almost never behaves like the hero and prince. He rarely does the right...

Willing to walk, An extra mile, Forgoing the pain,  Enduring with a smile! My dream is bigger than the sadness and pain, For a beautiful rainbow, am willing to bear the rain!

Neither the red roses, nor the candle light.. No popping of the bubbly on a moonlit night.. I don't live on the rainbow, the huge castle isn't mine, long tresses are Rupenzel's, without the genie i do just fine! Not the sea shore bonfire, limo is too huge for two.. Dont want a life queen size.. only love n comfort will do! All of it is impressive but am not looking for materiality.. I dont wish for a fairy tale.. just a beautiful reality..

Being in the early 20s is not turning out to be what i imagined when i was a teenager or as a kid.All my life i have heard that change is the only constant and now the twenty's are proving it every minute. Teenage is all about your "Firsts" and in the 20s you bid goodbye to a lot of your "lasts".

What is wrong my dear friend? Why have your talks come to an end? Your beautiful smile is nowhere to see, the smile which was your sign to be! Amazed i am by the changes in you, Changes you don't even acknowledge as few; But, deep down i know, you know, Changes have occurred in you at one go! Happens everything for a reason say i, Happy times will be back after these die; Bounce back as i expect you to, Please return cause i need you! This poem is by me, as you can see, Laugh if you want but its as original as me! If this could bring a smile on your face, I would consider it as sweet praise! P.S : This poem was the very first poem i wrote.It was written for a very close friend who was going thru a rough phase as an attempt to cheer her up!

Long road seeming endless, Destination is far clouded and hazy, Have been and will continue walking, Lone traveler perseveres, But, the distance seems mocking... He sits down, rests, thinks of giving up, A fellow traveler comes along, "Don't rest, Its not your destination yet, Continue on your path and, Success you will surely get !"

22nd July, 2008. Blood spluttered all around.The cloth used to wipe it is completely soiled.Everyone is wondering what the hell just happenend! How could the world turn so quickly; in just a minute. Just a minute back we were soaking up the weather, singing songs and generally having a good time.And now, all i can see is blood. A drastic turn of events brought up this picture in front of our eyes.The four of us were on our way back home after a 2 day trip out of town.At the time of the fateful accident, i was on the driver's seat, my brother next to me and my parents on the back seat. Just then destiny decided to twist a few strings and change the scene.A truck decided to change lanes, out of the blue, and wreck havoc all around.Like a chain, cars bumped into each other.One of the cars was ours.

Am riding high on the wave of nostalgia.Too nostalgic about the times gone by.Pondering about how our lives have changed in the past years, I realized we have left so many things behind... No more of waking up to Vande Mataram or Saare Jahaan se Accha on Doordarshan.News is no more at fixed times only,its available where you like it.T.V. isnt about Jabaan Sambhal ke,Superhit muquabla or Humlog anymore. Gone are the days when going out was going to the park with family.Having sukha bhel was a treat.An occasional Pepsi or Goldspot was a thing to brag about.Going to cinema or circus was a big deal. We have lost the romance in waiting for a long distance call and a letter reply.The romance in making and writing one... The time when we actually knew our neighbors.The time when socialising was not done on facebook or twitter.it was face to face.When friendship did not begin with a friend request..  The time when a kid could be lured back to the house just by a "Jaleb...