Wednesday, September 20, 2006

A Flower for me

A flower fell on me
when I was sleeping below a banyan tree
strange, I thought and looked up to see
have I been misplaced
or the tree switched when I wasn't awake

nothing unusual that I could see
picked up the flower and bought it closer to me
Ah! the most beautiful that I had ever seen
Red color, as red has never been

surely someone played a mischief with me
tried to scare me with a beautiful thing
let me keep it close to me
will come back tomorrow and see who is he

came back early to find the unseen
saw some people praying around the banyan tree
keeping flowers and tucking them safe inside
slowly everyone left feeling blessed and divine

I picked up one of the hidden flower
to match it with the one that was showered
I owned the most beautiful one
as if god was saying 'son you are my chosen one'

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Saturday, September 16, 2006

Still Lost


Life is like circle
                  With no start and no end
Like a colorful horizon
                  But where does it stand
Or it is like a dream
                  You hate to wake up to
In the mist so hard to see
                  But you feel the chill in you
I feel it is an ocean
                  In our minuscule life
And the warmth of the fire
                  In the freezing world undying
It could be a strayed cloud
                  Which is never gonna rain
Like the scent of a flower
                  Which just goes in vein
Is it like a mountain
                  Standing test of the time
Like a silent endless forest
                  Not revealing what’s inside
As I walk on the lost road
                  Taking turns of my life
These are questions running
                  Like the daemons in my mind


Story of the Lost Road

How it started?
2 weeks back, in Majestic, sitting in Nandini having a hearty mini meal, peeyush and me had a thought to start a new travel blog. Thus started the brainstorming for the name. As we ran through multiple singular names like picture, scenic blah, blah and more blah, I suggested having a phrase, a meaningful, heavy stuff, thoughtful and provoking. As we continued with confused state of mind, trying hard to think and to come up with something original, we agreed that the name had to have something of travel, something like ‘2 lost souls in a fish bowl’, something to do with lost and being found, some path, some road, and suddenly Peeyush stammered ‘Traveling… traveling on the lost road’. And there it was an improved version ‘Walking on the lost road!!!!’ like straight out of Robert Frost poem, it was the ‘one’ we knew for sure.

It didn’t end there…
Came back home excited with the new idea. Next few days went on thinking of a small poem that would fit in and be the first entry to set up the mood and feel of the blog.
I came up with this one Walking on the lost road.
We thought it was ok, but still didn’t carry the feel of lost and wondering, imagination, a high fly. We wanted more and wanted it fast.

The idea
Friday 15th Sept, Peeyush called up ‘Yo! I have a line in my mind ‘Life is like a circle with no start and no end’, and the whole poem should end with the walking on the lost road. What do u say?’
Sitting in barista at Leela palace, 3 hours and Rs.350 on coffee bill, going through the wildest of the thoughts and comparisons, finding the right words and rhyme, from universe to history books to winds and chimes, it was one wild night ending at 2 am in the morning. And when we finally finished I don’t think we felt this happy before. It was an amazing excitement inside and thought we have done a pretty decent work and no matter what reactions others would have, I know we are going to cherish it for long.

Cheers Peeyush!!!!

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Saturday, September 09, 2006

Walking on the lost road

Journey starts, journey ends
sometimes by destiny, sometimes by chance
We all start to walk on the path
keeping future in eyes and past in our heart
Someone comes along to share the role
some stay for long, some just leave us alone
Struggle is the route name and it is without a map
many traveled before but didn’t leave the steps
But we have to travel, and travel alone
Walking on the lost road
Find a path that leads us home

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Friday, September 01, 2006

Life - Isn't it Ironic

Ironic you may call it or call it life but that’s the naked truth about our whole existence. It’s like you want something dearly, you do everything possible to get it, you or on the road to achieve it and suddenly you realize its evening by the time you reach it or if worse you don’t even reach. What ever it be but that’s sometimes seems to be the underline basic principle of life - Get Lucky or die trying.

The road to success or happiness is not easy and god takes lot of tests to make sure who reaches there is a polished stone. We all know this and we all understand. And what we also know is that life is full of coincidences sometimes favorable and most of the time not so. So hold your nerve and don’t break down under pressure is what we are taught from childhood.
But at the end of the day we are humans, and showing emotions is what separates us from animals. It would be completely superficial to believe that someone faced failure and he did not feel low and never thought about it.
Probably feeling low and finding comfort is the one most important thing. We all try to seek comfort in something or the other may be in our parents or friends and some try to seek it inside themselves. Because it is this comfort that gives us power, that gives you energy to fight back. It is this comfort that reignites the fire within you to wake up again and try again much harder. The motivation to start again could be found in anything some got it by looking at the rising sun, some at a spider weaving the web. But the motivation has to come back. Fighting back from a loss is another trait that makes us man.
Something may have gone wrong and you could not achieve it at that time. This could be one of the ways of god saying probably this is not the right time. Some may say it’s more of consoling to ourselves. True may be but then that’s where some may find his comfort. Looking at the brighter side or trying to find a black box after a crash is not wrong. It is important to understand where we went wrong and taking it as a lesson to begin intelligently the next time.
If the flow is in the opposite direction we need muscles to stay strong and firm. How long we can hold is the test of our endurance, patience and will. One can easily turn around and just flow, but the day when the storm will stop, air will be the cleanest. A fighter can only be judged best when he is loosing. The loss always brings out the best in a person and shows the character and metal what he is made off. No one has lost trying, it’s only when they give it up.
May be loosing and gaining, feeling low and high is the way world has been created. Without these ups and downs life would be just as static as a stone. There would be no room for emotions and everyone would just swim like a fish with no feelings.
Or may be life is all about living that one happy day and fighting the next ten. But whatever we do we have to live up each moment as we pass it. One way to live up is to take life as an experience to look back upon and live in cheer, laugh on irony, find the match box light the fire put the armor and fight again. Or best, feel unlucky and die cribbing.

Can't forget Alanis Morissette over here:
"Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everythings okay and everythings going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everythings gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face
Isn't it Ironic"

[Why I wrote this.. probably I am trying to find my own comfort zone and bravery even after being out of range.]

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