Make that two please....

A rainy afternoon
Slightly misty
Its grey outside
Something different, it's a new look
Finally, Delhi sees rain

The sprint to Cafe Turtle
The pink umbrella, flying away
The soaked skirt
The wet jute chappals
Each tells a story

The full market galleries
The strange look of the passers by
The lost expression
The I-dont-care attitude
Each is a story

The couples
The hitched and the not so hitched
The waiters
The few who wait
Each has a story

The aroma of coffee
The smell of cake
It lingers
The table is laid
There might be a story

The variety in the menu
The decision
The call to order
It's simple like always
Doubt the story

The look around
The talks, laughs and giggles
The self absorbed
The silent few
Where is the story

The Expectation
The wait
The growing uneasiness
The look around
The doubt
Forget the story

Get the cheque please
The settlement of dismay
The uneasy will to move on
The payment
There is no story

Gather the bag
The skirt is still soaked
The umbrella just about there
The wet chappals drag involuntarily
Get ready to leave

The next occupant
The look away
A half gaze
The familiar voice
"A Cappuccino"

The surprise
The turn around
The smile
"Make that two please"
The ecstasy

This is the story

A rainy afternoon
Slightly misty
I see the rainbow

What you think is what you get

It is as simple as it gets.
This is somethin which I had heard umpteen number of times before. Just one of those things, just another philosophy, just some more jargon about life...it is, but for someone else. To me it is only a sentence, one of those many that we hear everyday and night, one of those that my mom, ur mom, my dad, ur dad and everybody else has told me and you, again and again.

Until today...

It's true. Somtimes a person can completely change how you think. Sometimes, a day can make a difference in what shape your life takes.

Just another Friday morning. Between Sholay and "One black coffee please", just passing away time. A casual discussion over promised gifts and books leads to larger lessons of life. "What you think is what you get"...I dont agree!!! But just initially. She talks and it makes sense.

And then, I could relate to it. Think of not spoiling of your favourite white shirt and your best friend will spill coffee on it. Think of not meeting with an accident, well.... Think of not having enough money, and you will soon need to ask.

It's true. The difference lies in thinking positively. You don't need to change the truths of life, maybe you can't. But the catch is in accepting those truths but not make them your boundary lines, not living your life to those confines, not creating barriers. Just say, I need to take care of my white shirt, I need to drive carefully, I need to make this money.

Just add optimism to your statements, your thoughts, your life.

Afterall, what you think is what you get.

Inspiration: www.thesecret.tv

All in the name of Love

It's much more than seeing the world through rose tinted glasses
It's much deeper than the calm tranquil waters
It's much steeper than just a bend in the road
It is the talk of a lifetime
It is all in the name of love

The pits are not to stay
The doubts will also fade away
The mystery will clear
The happiness seems near
It is all in the name of love

There will be surprises
There will be tears
There will be days when only night seems near
Bear it, for there is light soon after
It is all in the name of love

Someone who sinks into your skin
Someone who lives your reality
Someone who is the light behind your shadow
Someone who smiles through your joys
All in the name of love

Playing by the rules

I have often wondered
about the complexity of life
the complexity that surrounds us
the complexity that we cannot overcome
and mostly, the complexity that is thrust upon us

The people who bring us into this world
The people who teach us the basis of life
The people who make us think
The people who are the truth
The people who thrust the complexity unto us

I have a lot more to see in life
There is a long way I have to travel
There is much I have to achieve
Many whom I have to conquer
I know there will be a price to pay

But the price will not be too big
It will not weigh me down
I assure you
I assure myself
I will simplify the complexity

Donot thrust it upon me
For you will not succeed
I have my sorrows
I have my joys to live for
I shall have my success to celebrate

Donot thrust upon me your judgement of right and wrong
Donot thrust upon me your idea of a perfect world
Donot thrust upon me your identification of good and bad
Donot thrust upon me your world
I will create my own Utopia

For, I donot believe in playing by the rules

Not just strangers

Its a strange somebody I see
through the smoked glass of my conscience
Its a vague sound I hear
amidst the patter of rain


There is a knock on the door
Someone wants to come in
Escaping the rain, the world outside
I hesitate

Looking around is no respite
It's a cover of darkness
A faint light gleams somewhere distant
The knock again

Reluctant steps inch closer to the door
A faint whisper, "Please let me in"
The creeping uncertainty
Yet again, "Please let me in"

A sceptical look out of the half opened door
It's a face I know
"Please come in"
I didn't say that..I didn't mean to
I must have wanted to

He strides in
And a little while later...

A cup of coffee and general pleasantaries
Fear long gone
A bit of the scepticism remains
Talk of this and that

Yet another cup of coffee
A journey to the 'has been'
A notion of the future
A talk of what is and will be

It's not dark anymore
It's getting better
And I am not alone, anymore
He is not a stranger

Green to Grey

The journey of many months ends in a day..in that moment when you take the final step
My journey of many unanswered questions, many unsolved mysteries...it all ended last week.

No, am not looking behind
But its hard not to

I miss it still

I miss the mindlessness of our activities
I miss the confusion and the mayhem

I miss the stillness of change
I miss the deadlines
I miss the chaos

I miss the roadsigns that lead nowhere

I miss the blown out candles

And

I miss the lunches

I miss the stairway to heaven

I miss the rings of fire

I miss the unspoken tales

I miss the whispers of gossip

I miss the giggles

I miss the love in the air

I miss the family

I miss the dark and lovely greens
I miss it all

Now, there are no greens
We live in a world of blue and grey
There is no stillness, but activity blinds you
There are no friends, but the crowd surrounds you
There is no mindlessness, but its hard to take direction...

There is a lot that was left behind
But I need to move on
Now, this is where I have to be
This is where the tomorrow is

But i miss it still

However, I shall thrive

...The green world shall survive!!!

No Full stops

it is, often, a strange twist of fate that brings you face to face with the harsh reality that they call life
What you do not expect is thrown your way and all you can do is either duck or face it
Either ways, it is there to stay
It forms an impermeable cyst around you, shutting out all external winds of stagnation

This is the initiation into a winding journey

There is a lot to discover...within you
There are answers you must seek...from yourself
There are reasons you must know
There is oblivion you must overcome

This is th initiation into a winding journey

There is much to do
There are, after all, no full stops