Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Falling in Love


I am falling in love, with the scenic beauty life offers
with the intensity of love it has
I am falling in love, with the old eyes full of experience
and concern towards life and moments passed by
I am falling in love, with the giggles of a child
when he sees his father walking down the road
I am falling in love, with the dry barren land
which shows patience and pain it carries in itself
I am falling in love, with the warmth of the hands
the touch that speaks more than words
I am falling in love, with the colors of leaves
as they nurture the change happening around
I am falling in love, with the nothingness
since it makes me feel that there is something more to me
I am falling in love, with you and with everyone
coz you are inseparable part of my being
I am falling in love, all love all over again
coz that is the reason I am here.

Friday, December 01, 2006

Gone are the days


I start wondering what to wear for the office on a busy Monday morning? A regular but an important question. It makes me wonder why do I do that everyday?

As I pick blue full sleeves cheque shirt and the black pair of pants I tune the radio in my room to listen to my favourite channel. A beautiful song to start the day with. As I gain consciousness of the passing time, I watch outside the window which has become a regular bench spot for the pigeons in my building. The school building in front of my window is all filled with noises from the jumping 15 something kids.

Someone shoots the football as his team start orienting for the perfect pass route. As I watch my mind drifts into a time that was just few years back. I can see myself on a ground passing the ball to the right forward of my class team. The memories bring in sight many faces whom I had forgotten with time.

'Life definitely moves on and has a craving to keep going no matter how you react. So keep on with your pace towards your aim.' As I catch a glimpse of my wrist watch its time for me to hit the stairs, if I don't want to miss the company bus. Life gets so monotonous as you grow up. Gone are the days when I was more moody and inclined towards being with friends. I need to carry on as gone are those days.