Not one in the crowd..

Standing at those countless crossroads in life
Urge has always been to choose the route with just least strife
Of wisdom and ignorance, I chose ignorance bliss
And of courage and cowardice its been unadorned cowardice

Regrets for the past and fear of the future
Choices I made ripped my present already stuttered
Looking back and forth, I stay imprisoned all today
While remorse and suspense enjoy their impish play

Of the two diverging roads that lay in front
Armed with lessons from past and plans for future brunt
I take up the most travelled course for the fear of the game
And end up being one in the mob gone mad insane

Trudging my way amongst the noisy crowd
Ofcourse got some name and made my teeny pocket proud
For pretext of difficulties, forever forgiving mental sloth
I thank god for not being just the one, in the crowd.

Sach ka saamna :)

Lazing over the weekend, comfortably on my couch, I began flipping across channels to look if any of them were telecasting the repeats of my favourite ‘Sach ka saamna’! And yess.. I could find the ‘Star News’ airing the last few episodes of it.. and with some special power point effects as well !

With all due regards to the ingenuity of the soaps/special-reports, the ‘Star News’ airs, I begin to wonder what a soap like such is capable of! I just read an article about a man, allegedly committing suicide, after watching an episode of ‘Sach ka Saamna’. Seemingly, this man decided to play the game with his wife, who subsequently admitted her affair with another man! And the man hangs himself the next morning. Not disputing the authenticity of the incident, especially because it was being aired on my favorite, ‘Star News’, I really realize what a situation one could get into by just being true...

Despite claiming to be the cultured breed that we are (!?!), do we really have such filthy secrets hiding behind our blameless faces? Nerve is what you need to imprudently get you through. How could we let our boss know how he got cheated, unworried about being thrown out, once we get back! Would we really let go off, the worried spouse sitting at the end of the sofa, for that traitorous bait that waits for the next question to be answered!

Every sinner has a future and every saint a past! Despite the sinner self, to forgive the saint is a choice not most of us would like giving ourselves. Keeping mum on the thin line that separates honesty and sanity, I would rather be an interested viewer as the participants decide between the two…

For once, on your top !

Haughtiness spangling across your mighty face
You stand such straight with that immaculate grace
I look up at you while you look at me down
And I swear to climb the top of you, you massive brown !

That coiled road below and the above beautiful blue sky
Spellbound me, leaving all humdrum timelessly cry
The curving sapphires softly touch your feet below
Move ahead humbly worshiping you as they flow

Despite my hair grey, I stand determined to cross you across,
Wonder all your smugness despite such inherent flaws
I have a dream that I yearned to live,
Just to climb you up once before my breath twists olive

Hey you mighty ruthless monster with arrogance rife,
Tell me will you not fulfill just one wish, I lived for, all my life
I dreamt of just that one cliff where all mind would stop
Just let me breathe my last for once, on your top!

That trip to Goa :)

Beyond the alluring crimson horizons across the tides,
I see the scarlet sun move in its own ambery stride
Passing by the hazy twilight,
Wings of imagination fly me beyond the trite!

Cuffed firm by the callous veracity farce
Untangling as I stroll besides the greeny misty palms
Envisaging a plan for a beautiful quaint life said
I walk as my dreamy eyes imagine those illusory days ahead

The grass looks greener than ever before
As I gasp and breathe the clement air such pure
I walk back into the tiny vehicle of mine
That brings me back to the routine time predestined !

And they rain…!

Far above in the azure skies above,
The clouds cuddle together with lawless love
Snuggling warmly in the care of the other
Cautious enough to hang on to the adored flutter

As they travel across as pure white flakes of snow
And as the mild cold breeze begins to blow
The loved ones nuzzle with reverence clone
close enough for the farsighted to appear lone

The gruesome wind with an envious frozen spite
Rages hard spelling across a grimy gust of fright
For the undying love that the darlings cart
Also prepared, for their dear, to breathe their last

They wrestle hard with the mighty storm
Untiring hopes, and a fervor stunning strong
They clinch tight with all their might
Unprepared to separate, unblemished worship they cite

The sinful gale vies shoddier to move them apart,
Mindful of the sin, the brutal act such tart
It frenzies worse with absolute morality lain
The souls unite, to live their eternal love, and they rain…

...in the abode above.

While his world lay rendering its facets reek
annoyed with his mind’s haywire squeak
the man flings the bottle alongside
winking those eyes last night long cried

father, tell me what cuts your heart like knife,
am I the cause of your unwholesome life
I wish I weren’t born this day
to see you mourn your life this way

son, I too wish u weren’t born to me
wouldn’t see your face with that long evaded glee
I failed to give you the luxuries I promised god
I can’t see my child suffer, oh my lord!

I lost the money and I lost the world
I lost your mother to the man I abhorred
I fought with all the might I had
But could not get her, my fate as well sad

I determined to earn, and give you a life spruce
I fought with all the muscle against the plan abstruse
But, with every effort I make, my kid
The wicked plan above gets no placid

Father, I love you for what you are
To love you, I don’t need a house and a car
I have seen how your heart turned blue
And seen your love all this time, for me, grew

With every effort you made my winner dad
You came closer to the god I had
You have been my almighty and my deity
For no massive money could ever ever key

The bottle you drank last night grime,
had a little venom mixed with the wine
I kill your body to free the soul I love
For all gods need to dwell in the abode above.

Sometimes...

Sometimes, while I walk the forlorn road,
I wonder y am here aboard
What could be the thoughts behind
that leave us see our hearts such grind

I earn the money and I earn the richness
but i, the vanquisher, imprison my own happiness
I move away from the splendor acquired
abode abandoned and my wild ego wired

I move across the mountains and kingdoms
And know the other rulers n discover their wisdoms
I now realize, I had been evading things already held in life
Just to see my feet rearward drive

I hence decide to conquer the strayed happiness,
n pledge to get back the lost, in all earnestness
while i power back to enter the loop vicious
i see the time end n lose my life pretty atrocious!