chaos

World is a bundle of contradictions, yet I get caught up in the maze.  I know all is not simple,  yet I yearn to uncomplicate.

 The best is to think all are for you and you for all or nothing for you and yours is nothing.  This beautiful knowledge can make you realise inner peace and a distant yet intimate relationship.

It's easier said than done.  The trip to nirvana and love is to stop yeaning for it. To be the speck of the universe and glitter in unity. What is individualism in a sea of countless spectrums.

And as I said it's contradictions that add to the rule of life,  individualism does win a place in life and its innate needs for connectings. We always try to join millions of dots to move towards our reason for being,  for meeting someone,  for getting connected, for holding on, for everything. And we reason out too much.
When we will shut up and listen to what lies within,  that day all will merge,  till then each has a chaos to deal.

And through this we will find us and who all are in us.

Deeply yours

know me deep

When the stomach has little butterflies
That pull you down to the pillow
That’s deep deep deep love ,
more than the ice-cream you bought yesterday
stylish than the shades you wear everyday
longer than the supper that you missed Friday
tastier than the vodka you found on dry day
except what is deep, takes time to surface
except what is deep, stays deep always
I have 104 masks and more
So no one will ever know
The ice cream, the style, the panache
The whatever is visible, will seem like love
If you know me, you can see my truth
If you know me deep, you can see my lies
If you love me, you will see me smile
If you love me deep, you can never let me go

change around

Its seriously insane sometimes
The bridges where we hang
Are moving like a pendulum
And we are moving faster than that
To cross
Before the river runs deep
And before we touch the spray
Of water and some salt
And sometimes it just transforms
To become a dam
Made by some wise engineers and architect
Which has a capacity that it also is not aware
And can hold trillions of load
And what’s even more fascinating is
When the dam melts to become a boat
Which just has you and your soul
Travelling away and far
With no regret of leaving waters
To explore different seas
And the boat will meet the icebergs
And penguins and whales
Somehow it is sure not to
live the fate of titanic
Its sailing away to untold lands
With firm resolute of a sage

inner dwellings

when you are the loneliest, that’s when you can dwell into the deepest thoughts.
Sometimes, in life everything doesn’t remain as it was. The traditions of carefree youth gets replaced by mature and smarter adulthood. Except what pains, is the maturity kills the innocence of youth and emotions sometimes.
Why is it that with time, we stop acting like what we used to be in college? Carefree, fearless, straightforward. Why don’t we say if something is bothering? why do we let go of things ? Why do we phrase everything in dumb jargons and coat them with jaggery and style and ya right punches. Why do we edit our conversations? Why do we even become professionals with friends and close ones.
Why do we worry what something will be interpreted as…why do we care so much about an image with the close zone? why can’t we just call up and shout at people the same way you used to some 15 years ago without caring two hoots if this means a thing.
Its worrying why we do some and don't many !

Something to dwell on and will continue on this and pour more into this than just meets the eye

Straightforwardly yours

My kind of place

Am searching for my Quieter land
Somewhere deep , where I have not been
And I also know for sure,
It exists in between
In between the heart and soul or mind
Whatever you say, or define

With no design or a sketch
No plan or outline
It resides deep deep within
A place I have not seen

Where the weeds of thoughts
Grow less not wild
Where I know you are forever mine
Where words don’t mean will and shall
Where the surety of me matters
A place in which I will know
What all I must have definitely known
All doubts and pessimism erode

That’s the tree of life
Now and then I feel that breeze
I call it gut when I breathe
I mull over 10000 things
And forget that it exists
One day I will find that place
Sit in it, not chase the race

exploringly yours

I was never good enough

I was never good enough

I was never the best

I don’t know how to talk

Have no idea what to dress

I am the dumb you can’t call a blonde

I am the friend you wouldn’t care to flaunt

I am the one who make the wallflowers look grand

The ragged carpets and rusty chairs feel brand

I am the banana who is squashed in hell

I am the decayed apple rusting in a well

I was so average that the median left me below

I am so full that I seem hollow

I am the darkest night of the year

I might become your strangest fear

I was never good enough

I didnt know,

Till you pebbled me the thought

with every shove and blow.

pure emotion

If I could get hold of that day
I would never let it go
The day when I sat alone
Till you stopped by
And the smile that lit my face
And the twinkle in my eye
The card that read every word
You had written all night
The letter torn and pasted back
Sat moist in my hand.
I would have held the letter harder
Had I known it will again never be torn