How a little whiff makes me smile..!!

There is a scent that tells me that you are around, that inspires me to walk ahead and put my mind to work..how a whiff of that particular scent does that might seem beyond reason but I know how it works…every cog in my mind is attuned to the sense of that scent, making equivalent visual imageries and making me smile and my heart strong knowing that it is not alone..

I think the concept behind 3 Idiots was very true...your heart seeks solace in little things, so one should keep it deluded till the time it really needs to roll up its sleeves and get to work…the experiment I did today morning very aptly puts this in perspective.. not wanting to wear my good pair of work slippers when I traversed my one hour journey to office, I put on my house slippers packing the other ones in my bag..walking to the office, there was a certain sense of happiness, the feel of those house slippers took away the heavy feeling I got when I travel every morning, and by the time I actually got to the destination and slipped into my office footwear, it really didn’t matter anymore, coz I knew, now I am here, here to work..

It is these little tiny joys that make it a little easier to stay happy…find for yourself those little joys, that make you walk that extra mile..but make your heart feel,” oh! I didn’t do much!”

This association with sounds, with smells, with touch, really amazes me…how and why, a memory is so strong in my subconscious, imprinted with such strong emotion, that a tiny stimulus can inspire me to do more, go beyond my own impression of myself?

There is a motivation behind every step you take and everything you do…u may be self motivated or may seek motivation from all that is around you..but I know, I will find favor in nature..my own little box of motivations, which will keep in afloat and happy.

Keep in touch...

A familiar face

A familiar line

A familiar wrinkle

A little entwined

A little memory

A little thought

A little sigh

Of a familiar sight

How you miss

The ones you love

Not forgotten

Just out of sight

Yet there is love

In every sigh

Home away from home

You might be

Love away from love

You never could be

Keep in touch

Keep in sight

So there are

No regrets, no sighs.

Somebody

As tears drip down those lonely eyes,

I wish I had somebody by my side,

Somebody to console and make my day,

Be there for me when life is at bay.

Those seamless days, worlds apart,

I wish I had somebody in my heart

Who could be my sole companion,

A friend in those days, so horrid and dark.

Oh! How my heart aches for a companion like that,

Who comes to me, when luck is scarce,

With a blissful smile so beautiful and sublime,

That it makes you feel like a weightless kite.

With tender words that make you forget,

All your troubles in a swish of a wand.

Like magic all over your face,

That sprinkles down in its own sweet ways.

What wouldn’t you give for a companion like that,

Who can take you above the skies,

With a gentle smile and a tender face,

That somebody who might come some day.

All the things he is..

He is like my lollipop mountain,

And I like a child kept at bay.

He is like a big pink balloon,

And me a tiny girl in pigtails.

He is like a bouquet of flowers,

And I a bride in a veil.

He is like my ink in blue,

And I like a dried out fountain.

He is like my penicillin drug,

And I a child caught in a plague.

He is like a breath of air,

And me an asphyxiated slave.

He is like that smile on my lips,

When I behold his lovely face.

There is a spring in my steps

And a song in my heart,

And my eyes twinkling today,

And my heart feels rejuvenation,

When I hear his footfalls come my way..

I'm writing again

All the leaves are brown,

and the sky is grey,

I'm in a sombre mood

and don't want to pray.

I use to be an opportunist,

waiting for words to fall,

off late it's been

a struggle each day.

Meddling with words,

had been my fray

struggling with them

seems a new phase

Verses would pour out

textured and numbered

and my pen and paper

would be there to assimilate.

And now as I look

over my little slate

seems I have missed out

just too many dates.

It is a turbulence

that brings out the writer in me

solitude is a guardian

that is unwelcome company.

As I sit alone and reflect

feeling alone and rather bereft

this absence of love, seems rather new

one I had though I had long dissuade

To my sister...

When i opened my eyes, somebody stood beside,

ogling at first with surprise,

then a gentle touch that tickled my feet,

i looked up and beheld thee.

a lifetime of love , and care beside,

she cared for me with a heart so alive,

now i've grown into an insolent pest,

troubling and squabbling over petty bets,

yet the love still remains pure,

same in my heart as it is in yours.

Love you just so much di...hope to have your hand on my head...for alll the years to come..she has been a sister, a parent , a guide ,a friend....and a lot more to me over all these 21 years of my life..she is one person extremely pure at heart to the extend of even being stupid at times....bt that is what she is..her love is her life force... when it comes to talent...she is the brainy kid...with abundent talent.... but there is something i want to say to you....dont lose yourself in the hustle and bustle of life..you are too good for that...

...Detached...

You don't know how my heart shrinks inside,

Everytime i feel you are not nearby.

How with everyday my heart intones,

That very request that same prayer.

It is not in the tears that fall from the eyes,

It is the love that becomes boundless with every sigh.

Feeling that distance between us,it screams everytime,

Wanting to run into your arms,where it feels so divine.

It does not blame or curse any situation,

But prays for deliverance from all that life sakes.

It lives in the light that fills it with love,

Within every moment it multiplies that thirst.

Its wish for a prolonged union it reiterates with every breath,

As it holds on to whatever it is that life bequests.

..A Feeling Of Love..

A feeling of love, so deep and insane,
Falling so intense, that it makes you pain.
Far above in those skys so high,
I think I hear the wind rustle by.

With all it is a dream so dare,
You could not possibly wish it to fare.
In this vast world so cruel and unkind,
That feeling of love may be hidden nearby.

It would be very apt if you would say,
Love now lies in valley so gray,
Of hearts of people so deep and infinite,
That it does seem impossible for it to get by.

If you could but dig up some more,
You might win with another stroke,
In those mines of the heart,
So deep for staint in every way.
A feeling of love so deep and insane..

....Grace...

A soothing touch,

A tender face,

A bright shine,

So lovely with grace.

Yet so rotund,

Yet so beautiful

The lovely face,

Of serenity in phase.

Still and staring,

As it stands,

Peaking along the branches,

Of ebony with its face.

Beauty personified,

In its very shape,

Yet it stands,

So quiet and vain.

It does seem,

That it may signify,

The feelings in the heart,

Of a lover in pain.

Still and staring,

As it stands,

Giving away,

All you can ever take.

A promise of love,

A vow to make,

An eye of tears,

Yet so lovely with grace..

Closed Doors

As I stood on standing water,

Seperated from people,

I love the most,

Tears rolled down my eyes,

Like little strings of pearls,

As I stood in that lonely night.

I craved for a sound

For a little word,

That I might hear,

Yet all doors seemed to be closed,

To all my futile prayers.

I just wanted to run into,

Those arms that were held wide,

And bury my head,

In some far away depths,

Oblivious to all the facts.

God,don't keep me away,

I can not live without them,

Help me,find my way,

Into those lovely arms,

To rest there,my weary head.

As I lie cold,

I look upon myself,

Had I but found my way,

I might have lived

another day....