seven years....

Spinning, laughing, dancing to
Her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
Is all alone

Eyes wide open
Always hoping for the sun
And she'll sing her song to anyone
That comes along

Fragile as a leaf in autumn
Just fallin' to the ground
Without a sound

Crooked little smile on her face
Tells a tale of grace
That's all her own

Spinning, laughing, dancing to her
Favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
And she's all alone

-norah jones (come away with me)

fate always gives you two choices....the one you should take, and the one you take..

TIME- the beginning of an endless end.....

its got a peculiar relative property, and i bet the peculiarity hasn't gone unnoticed! people with the capability of utilising 3 or more than 3% of their brain power wonder and figure out theories to estimate and study it like the highly controversial theory of relativity by Einstein (hats off to his imaginative powers!) but for a lame and ordinary man with average IQ levels time is an entity.. a fourth dimension like many would want to consider... its equation (my conclusions have been)ie the passage of time is inversely proportional to what one wants!! 

for example: the many times you want the time to go by fast like when you are writing the last exam of the semester, or when you are cramped up in a train with a particularly fat person smelling not so pleasant, or the many awkward moments one has to face.....it seems to slog on for what would have been a whole milena of trampling dinosaurs!

on the contrary, the bizillions of times when you want the seconds to tick in a pace slower than the snail or sloth it takes to its fancy to race by the minutes like pico seconds! 

time seems infinite having no dimensions but still it has its beginning but never an end.. after every hour comes the next and so is the infinite loop.. we all are stuck in spiders web of time.. it has always been a bitch.. a witchy bitch!

ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOLD!!!

its one of my favorite song since the movie was released! we sang it everywhere.. and even now listening to it makes me smile... if ever you haven't sung an absurd song while racing down the hill on a cycle or just wheezing through an empty road on a bike... well you haven't known what madness is! and even now when i take chitra on rides on "the scooty" (nicknamed phat phati) the ride-time songs are always sung and this being one of the all time favourites! :))

                    HEY NOW YOU ARE THE ROCKSTAR GET THE SHOW ON

          GO PLAY!!!

          ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOLD..

                             AND ONLY SHOOTING STARS BREAK THEM OO OHOOO.....

veiled sadness.....

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a veiled face, a burqa clad women..

 the gesture of surrender.. the heavy sigh as she leans over on the framework of the over-bridge.. through the hidden veil flows her tears...none notice, none care.... among all the amputed and time wrinkled beggars she stood out... faceless she was but even then she emitted a great misery... all lost, helpless...i wanted to reach out for her, comfort her..but like many others i rushed towards the platform.. like all the drones going for work i headed out for college.. but she was on my mind all the while.. a tremor, a defeated shrug , like all that was warm seeped out ... it was valentines day.. a celebration of love.. are we so blind and selfish that we choose to ignore the distress calls??.. is valentines day just celebration with your loved one and not the collective same species love... more refined way is humanism?!.. chuck valentine day and all the rubbish of love in the air, if one cant empathise or be compassionate....

waiting in the weeds

rays of illumination....

through the window tumbles the light...
tumbles into the dark room
illuminating darkness with its glowing tentacles...
lighting the darkened room...