Atlas bled

Day after Day,
the burden of choice grew,
harder to bear,
heavier to carry

Heart pumped,
Veins thrummed,
gradually growing tired

Atlas bled,
still holding up.

for him,
it was a duty sacred,
to be performed,
like drawing of breath

while every breath,
suck out of him
life
moment after moment
like a poison

Still Atlas stood,
without a moan,
enduring the wounds
bleeding silent tears of blood

'cuz,
the wounds to him,
were like thorns
of the flower blooming from
seeds
lovingly sown
tenderly tended,
laboriously grown.

Thorns of the flower of love.

beneath the dust

I wandered again,
in the maze of locked doors,
long forgotten.

turned a few knobs,
listening to the screams of past,
that broke free

wished,
I had left undisturbed,
the dust covered rust of memories.

Remembering,
why the knobs had been left unturned,
and memories left to rust
beneath the dust.

Nowhere

Been a while since I blogged, Infact it's been a since I have written anything. It's as if a relentless writer's block has set in. I can't seem to catch the words and string 'em together, they come and go, taunting me, calling me from a distance, I hear their call, I see them....but I can't make myself stretch out to 'em and even if I make the effort, I loose 'em before I can reach 'em.

I am stuck in nothing, I am stuck with nothing and I am struggling like a fish who falls out of water, to escape this nothingness.

I have lost myself somewhere within my own self and I just can't seem to find the way, may be the words will return back to me and help me find an escape.

Till then I shall keep blundering through the darkness, trying to catch hold of those words which are playing hide and seek with me.

Randomness

I am just learning
and all my life,
I shall only have learnt
every passing moment, 
every passing day, 
year after year,
that i shall have lived.

2.4.2011

The Day in history when India won the Cricket World Cup Again after 28 years. I am not a very big Cricket fan, In fact I barely watch more than 3 Cricket Matches in a year, but even for me, This was a Moment. A moment I shall cherish, relive and experience again and again throughout my lifetime.

That moment when we won, the feeling, the delight, the exaltation, all in that one moment, when the prayers, hopes and dreams of 1.2 billion Indians all over the world came true, It's a moment in history, in lifetime, to experience, to live, a delight to be part of it. A memory that shall be cherished for years on by countless proud Indians.

For the world, which has heard that "Cricket is religion in India" and wonders what it means, The answer is - The celebrations in which a Nation of 1.2 billion people erupted as one, united irrespective of any and every difference, bound by national pride and joy to celebrate the one delight - THE WIN OF THE CRICKET WORLD CUP 2011, it is this strength to bring an entire nation together across the length and breath of the world, that makes Cricket a religion and one man - Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar GOD.

WE WONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN #theroarofaproudIndian.

Randomness

To live,
To learn,
To love,
To laugh,
To spread "The Joy" with which I have been blessed
                   wherever I go
Let this be my Symphony.

Wrote this after reading the poem Symphony posted by Relyn here http://comesitbymyfire.blogspot.com/2011/03/sunday-morning-poetry_27.html

25.03.2011

25.03.2011

My birthday, another year of life gone by, another year to look forward to, to try and live my dreams, bring them true, to try and give back to life at least a bit more than what it gave me.

Had a great time, when I least expected to, felt loved and blessed to have people around me who love and care for me the way they do, in their own ways, sometimes I fail to understand them, fight with some, sometimes I fail to even acknowledge a few. In my greed to have much more, I sometimes slight the treasures that I already have in form of friends and family, but life never forgets to send me happy reminders :). This reminder was the beautiful gift life gave me this birthday.

I am thankful to be so blessed and loved. Thankful to life for being so kind to me, for the miracle of my existence, for taking such good care of me, for filling my life with the presence of so many who care so much. 

And I hope I give back to u, life at least a bit of what I have been gifted.