Smiles and Shades

When the stars fade with time

and the trees shed their leaves

When the roads get painful

and the fingers last to curl around

When the rivers sing their stories

and the drops bring freedom

When the clouds break the barriers

and the moon peep through them

When the heart skips a beat

and I miss you like never before

Just say you will be there

and smile for me

When the eyes stop pondering

in the distance for anyone

and they just want your sight

before time knocks the door

When names lose their importance

and faces are your reminders

When the love is only feeling

I have deep within, hold me tight.

Time for Introspection

I remember that I had mentioned in the second post of this blog about my feelings last year about 15th Aug and 59 years of independence. I was rather blatant in saying that corporate sector had a big role and so did the government.

Now after a year has passed and I see that how wrong I was. It’s not for the corporate sector and government to improve situations around for public but for the public itself to identify their hidden talent and improve them. This would serve two purposes. Firstly, this would shift the decision making power from absolute zero to more responsible people. Secondly, it would give more confidence to people working on it and make them aware of their strengths and areas of improvement.

Having said this, how much have I worked for social upbringing? I could have gone and taught at least one child and made him ready for the future, so that he would take care of his family. Or I could have helped people in arranging for the medicines required by collecting money from those acquaintances who would be on the other side. I could have done so many things. I hope I do it now since I realize the importance of it.

Just Another Lemon Tree

I walked through the garden which had been my secret partner for I dont know how long. The dry leaves knit carpet on the garden road was as beautiful as in every winter. The color of the leaves hanging on the tree was changing to a brownish shade, the grip just loosening from the branches. The flowers had long disappeared and all that remained were memories.

Every step was taking me closer to my best friend, who knew all my secrets. My first crush, my first beating at home, my first prank on mother and every other story in thick and thin was written on the pages of our friendship. He never spoke a word, just stood still and waved when I was happy and shed leaves when I lost my patience. My friend was like my shelter for every rain who would protect me from the thunderstorm which threatened every base of my life.

As I came closer to my favorite lemon tree it spread its arms to hold me close. It had shown me the care I always dreamt of, just being there was enough for me. I lifted my head and smiled and said my warm 'Hello's to my dear one. It smiled back and swayed with the wind. I was so happy that day since I had achieved my dream. I had lived that complete day just for myself. Till now every moment was captivated with the soulful thoughts of others and today I had my life, just my own to live.

I spent the day with few of my old friends, who had walked all the way to meet me with their walking sticks and they smiled at me. That was enough to fill me to the core, to give justice to all the past nightmares. I walked another mile to meet my family. I saw a happy family with my sweet grand-daughter brushing her forehead hair and came running towards me. Her soft tender fingers gripped mine, as we walked towards my daughter. She waved at me and looked at her happy daughter. We spent more than two hours talking about the past and the future and she had to live for her classes. She had completed her PHD and taught at the top Univ in the area.

I walked back towards my house. As I opened the door I saw the walls I had seen on the first day when I had shifted here with my wife. It was a moment of pride and joy, pride of having the gift for life in the form of my wife and joy for she had liked the colors I had spent hours on, for the very moment. As we walked our first step she held my hand and kissed passionately, that was her way of saying 'Thank-You for everything'. I loved her so much. Her dreams had given me wings and I never looked back and I had achieved so much in so little time.

As I turned and closed the door of my room, I was welcomed by my OLD DIARIES and they were so happy for me being there, back with their company to revisit the moments I had thought were important. Like the time my little daughter had sang her first song, dancing to its tunes and rocked her hair. Or the time when I had bought my first car and the ride we had the other evening, ripping through the dawn till it was pitch black. Life has been so kind to me.

I walked out towards my best friend. It was a heavy walk towards the end of the park.

Spider casts the web

I was watching the show before they were even thinking of it. I was on the other side of the set of an medieval village, the carts had been made to threaten anyone. It carried loads of pain and anger on it and no one could identify the purpose. The wooden spokes painted shining blackish-red with mud kissing the edges.

The king was not the regular good king and had a witty sense of hatred and his way of expressing was just blooming by each passing day. His wives should have loved what he was the last day but he was changing with every moment. His reactions for everything were getting worse for no reason and he was in no mood to react or analyse. He was turning into devil.

The fort was painted with black stones, something like caves worn out by the dropping rains. The small insects crawling and surmounting its inch were using their legs most efficiently as if they were working for a purpose. Their eyes were just observing the movements around very minutely. The lizards were patiently watching this game and cleaning themselves for the approaching feasts. Their eyes glued on the slippery walls which the insects were crawling on.

The iron around was reacting with oxygen and turning red and adding to the effect of the lighting, a great picture was developing right beneath my nose. How can I be so ignorant??