The Sweet Pain of Separation

Holding my arms around you,
Trying to infuse strength in you,
And, extract some of it from you,
To endure the goodbyes in due.
Eyes shimmer with unshed tears,
Heart punctures with an unknown fear,
Stifling back screams of pain;
But all in a great deal vain,
Looking for ways to make it memorable moment;
Instead, it turned into a sweet torment;
The anticipated moment of separation was here;
You were to stay, I was to leave,
For us both, it was too much to bear,
Crying in each other's arms, a sigh of loss we heave,
No words seeming right enough to be our last, before we part;
Fighting back a fresh round of tears, crossing your heart,
See you! You said at last.
A blur clouding your vision much too fast;
I said, it's all a nightmare;
I'll always be with you, there.
In that moment, turning distanced desperation;
Into a sweet pain of separation.

Melody of Life- LOVE!

It's post Valentine's and I am here, still wondering what causes such a hullabaloo on this day of the year to express all their love towards their Love on  this very particular day of the year (especially youngsters). And, this is what got me thinking, today relationships are like the latest favorite song of ours which we play a hundreds of time after we first hear it. Then, when we are slightly bored with the song we start looking for alternatives to be played on our playlist. And, finally the song that we once thought was the best song that we had ever heard, is removed off our playlist. So is with the relationships.
And. then I hear the songs of the golden era that make so much of an appeal to me, from their lyrics, to the notes and their wonderful composition; they never lose their melody. And, then I look at my parents who tied their knot in an arranged marriage but savor their love each day, love for each other is their melody of life, they fall in love with the life's symphony that is all about spending an entire lifetime with each other. Every time I see them holding hands, my heart says touch wood and God bless! And, they don't ever feel the need to give each other presents on Valentine's or for that matter any other day. The biggest and the most beautiful gift that they ever got each other, was an eternity of togetherness.
There is so much of a rush in times today that we have almost forgotten the beauty of cherished relationships in our lives that last a lifetime. Call me a silly romantic but, I, deep down my heart pine for a person who becomes not just the melody of my life but also defines it's lyrics.

ON A QUEST FOR MELODY! :-)

 #inalandofdreams

In the Name of FRIENDSHIP!

The nostalgia of goodbyes,
Makes me wonder how the time flies
Wasn't it just yesterday, when I realized what friendship is about.
And today, there seems nothing but a cloud of doubt.
Was it friendship when you teased me,
Or was it when you wouldn't let me be
Alone in my troubles
And would burst them like bubbles.
Breaking though the shield I had put around
You entered my world, just to turn it upside down.
The hushed secrets and the unintended jokes
Passing smiles and the naughty pokes
The untamed opinions and the heated disagreements
And, those useless discussions about each others neurotic treatments.
Falling in love, and falling out of it
Without you would have hurt a bit.
It was friendship in between these silly moments
That today I hold as precious ornaments.
With a bundle of memories and a few salty drops
We smile through the counted moments of togetherness
In the name of friendship, we say
We promise to stay in future as we are today.

A Happy New Year?

When the nation's mourning the death of the Delhi gang rape victim and the politicians are still blase towards the security of women in our country; we have rarely anything to be happy about. The year comes to a close with heaviness in our hearts.
Debates, protests and silent marches would soon come to an end. Also, the a revolution that saw it's beginning would fade away. And, then we'd go to parties, celebrate the beginning of New Year and get ourselves clicked to be on Page3, no? The incident that brought the nation together would lose it's mark, altogether. Is Damini's death an end to the revolution that hadn't even seen it's dawn, yet? Who is to know?
The year comes to a close. We have our 'To-Do' list ready. Let's make a few additions to it.
1. Let us not let the fire ignited within us die out. 
2. Let us make a resolution to avenge the death of Damini by lawful means of justice. 
3. Let us pledge to take the revolution to it's finale.
If the year ahead has to be a beginning of something, then let it be a beginning of goodness, respect towards women and unity amongst us.  

Let it all begin in the good spirit of newness!

Tale of a Woman

Fear captures her heart in silence,
Voices deafen her in the crowd,
She is afraid to walk alone,
She is afraid at the thought of being held
Tears, they say, make her weak
Her sobbing figure looks so fragile and bleak
To whom to run, in her heart she questions
To the world, this tale of a woman looks a boring lesson.

Looking at the mirror, her heart sinks in shame
Her broken spirit, reflects the world's game
Gathering her wavering courage, she decides not to bend
The shattered pieces of her soul she needs to mend
Putting up a smile, yet, breaking inside
The ocean of emotions is hard to hide

A hand reaches to help her out of misery
The path ahead isn't easy,
Supported she manages to stand firm today
Taking a step each, reaching, the final day
Her eyes anticipating, her heart beating
An altered destiny, awaiting
The morning, at last breaks
Triumph of justice, in her heart aches.

THE ACID TEST!

Last night I was bored. And therefore, decided to slouch on my sofa with television remote in my hand. Shuffling through the channels, I didn't stop at any but one. It was Mr. Amitabh Bachan hosting his popular quiz show. No! No! I wasn't in the mood for some knowledge spree. It was his thought provoking words. The contestants for evening were Lara Dutta accompanied by Sonali Banerjee, a shooter; who is one of many girls who have been victims to the disrespectful and disgraceful acts of a few worms in the society. Mr. Bachan said, "All those who think they are safe and secure within the walls of their homes are cowards, for they neglect the activities of the leeches of our society. The acid that was thrown at Sonali's face, it is not only an ugly remembrance for her but for every member of our society."

The words were moving. They made me wonder; how many times have I ignored an act of indignity to others? A couple, I guess. We have a mind set that it is not us who are suffering, then why care? But, believe me YOU could be next. Are we waiting till we become the next Sonali Banerjee? The worms and leeches of the society need to be evicted by voicing up whenever you see wrong being done. Justice can be achieved by Sonali and all the other victims only when each one of us stands strong in their fight against the wrongdoers. 

SPEAK UP! IT'S NOW OR NEVER!

The Nostalgic Moments!

Last night I tried putting away all the "not so useful things" in a box and getting away with them. But, something stopped me. I would pick up one thing and all the memories attached would come rushing to me. The moments that had long passed began to haunt me. It was like I was parting away with a part of myself. Why? I was convinced I did not feel any attachment for the memories of the past. Yet, each possession transported me to the times shared with people I no longer belonged with.

I, then realized I was trying to evade my past. The possessions I had valued, made me nostalgic when I felt their presence in my past as well as my present and future. No matter how much I try escaping them, they'd be a part of my existence. So, I cherished their presence till my heart, vision and soul were overwhelmed with the sweet memories of the past.

I laughed, I cried, I was disgusted, I was proud, but most importantly, I sensed the beginning of a entire new being within me who had made peace with her past, was creating her present and shaping her future in a better way.