Tuesday, June 28, 2016

The Ocean and Workings of a Crush

As I sat facing the ocean,  as still and calm as could be, this is what the waves and a crush did to me (a 12th grader). I just can't remember the remaining of my first attempt, at writing! :(

"Sitting by the shore on this moonlit night
Nothing comes to my mind but for you..."

Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Love, Life and Irony

Eternal beauty is to love,
Irony is to be unable to express love,
Survival is to be able to be amorphous!

Saturday, September 19, 2015

Let not silence keep you lingering...

"I waited and waited for minutes, for hours, for days, but all I had was silence and with the absence of your words, I took it as an answer."

This is so true. Silence, a subtle and yet strong form of communication to many - the arrogant, confused, anxious and the patient!

Saturday, June 23, 2012


While they say... "I come alone and go alone, why can't I live alone?" Reality is a paradox -
'good or bad', I am on my own and so are you!

Thursday, June 7, 2012

High Tide, Low Tide, Time and Tide

A wave was he who came by and swept her off her feet, 
as she stood by the shore staring at the horizon.
She swayed along amid the tempestuous tides of life, 
falling here and rising there.

A wave was he who picked her up time and again,
from the trough, down below.

Rise and fall did she until he the wave cast her ashore,
lest she think this is for eternity.

She lay there dazed, wondering if ever she'd encounter another 
wave like thee!

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Life's faces

A man,
A son,
A brother,
A partner,
A father,
A friend,
An employee/employer,
Varied roles...

A face for society,
A face for family,
A face for a partner,
A face for a friend,
A face for colleagues,

A face for yourself,
A face in the mirror?
Varied faces...

Faces for the phase called LIFE?

Who is the true man (you) ? Is this about balancing or performance?

Monday, February 6, 2012

The bugs that bug me...

Bugs (usually irritating and unwanted creatures) all around me, in different shapes and sizes. Bugs in the garden, in code (the sorts that can be detected and corrected), ones that I can live with and one’s that I can deal with at work, and  those that I don’t want to deal with but have no choice. Don’t they all cause me stress? ‘Bugging me’ entails the bug’s pleasure!

Am I a bug? Do I bug others – off course I do, like the honey bee (except that I rarely sting/bite).

The only bug that I LIKE – the Volkswagen Beetle. J

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

The Middle Ground

Waiting for other folks to join the chemistry lab at high school, he attempts to make polite conversation to kill the choking silence. A snob that she was, she'd hardly make conversation with strangers. Suddenly the rest of the gang joined in but it wasn't surely the end. From there they got chatting taking lunch breaks that blossomed in to friendship which seemed serendipitous at the end of it all.

Like friends would, they hung out for coffee, a roof top drink or two, din din, long drives, travel and late night walks in the serenity of the locality they resided in. Little did they know that friendship was walking another path. Friends who enjoyed each other's company yet were getting to be more than friends though not in love. 

Everyone said they were in love, at times they joked themselves as well. Come what may they decided to be friends despite the seemingly weird equation they shared. If you look at them, either from a distance or up close, they always appeared in love. Strangers or friends saw them getting too close. Were they the victims or were they engulfed? That’s a question that is better left unanswered. Bets were placed as to whether they would fall in love or not, but in the end like always if the friendship is not shallow it prevails. A meaningful friendship concocted by emotions like the colors of the rainbow; they delved in it, lived the present and enjoyed every passing moment. The so called moralistic, pretentious society lost and they remained ‘friends for life’.

Surreal as it was, geographical distances did em apart (education took priority), while cherished memories kept bringing em back together!!! 

Wednesday, May 4, 2011


Thank you for being there,
Thank you for being YOU,
Thank you for lifting me up,
Thank you for looking me in the eye and speaking your mind,
Thank you for all the good times and bad,
Thank you for your presence in my life,
Thank you for loving me and 
Thank you for giving me the opportunity to know you and love you!

My definition of love - All those who made me feel beautiful from the inside, either for a short or a long span of time!

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

The Cloud: Writer's Block

Thoughts scattered all over the place, but the cloud called the writer's block just doesn't seem to let go me. How many more incomplete drafts before my next published post, I wonder?!

Oh cloud - go away and let me write, will you?