Little lonely

When I look around,
I see dead bodies,
The dead are dead,
One living are dead too.
They don't feel,
They don't care
Their heart screams,
Soul cries, but
They Follow blindly .
Is the God also feeling Little lonely? 

Breeze

My poems, wrote today.


My thoughts freeze in the cold
I try to stir them up with a few sips of hot coffee
But the memory of me doesn’t change with time
The coffee clears it a bit ,
Making way for you..
But, not for long, come the breeze
And I am all frozen again. 

Nostalgia

Books, libraries to these new day bookstore... I don't know there is something in there which attract me towards them...... Something which I just can't resist.
Libraries equipped with wonderful books and more importantly inviting spaces, it's a boon. Love at first sight. Truly.

I find it so peaceful to be in midst of columns of books. The smell of old yellowing paper. The shine of new ones and the sharp rustling sound they make.

I even have favorites. Like the old language books from school... one I used to frequent as a kid. And some I hate - like the one at my alma mater - SSEC. That one was designed to discourage readers and reading alike. So boxy.
However, I feel the most nostalgic about the "book clubs" we used to form during the summer vacations. The neighborhood kids used to pitch in their precious comic books together. Its amazing to think that as 10 year olds we knew the importance of sharing. A skill that most grown ups lack

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Clicks from my last visit to Jaipur dreams...

Cheese

Sing in the shower,
Dance in the rain,
Laugh as much as you can,
Live your life to the fullest
You never know when this life will end.

In between books :)

The pleasure of finishing a book is followed by another pleasure - of being book-less for a while.

Feel a little weight lost in your bag when you leave home. When you look out of the window in the bus your fingers can relax as well as they need not be a bookmark anymore..... Enjoy the nothingness for a while, look at the highway, the speeding cars, the birds, the breeze, the salt fields in the morning light, flower laden trees and if nothing exciting catch up some new shops & malls on the way. Watch the world in slo-mo or fast cuts, as you choose. It's all so lovely....nothing to go back to.....nothing to come back to.....nothing not to forget behind. Give your brain a break and focus on your own story for a while.

After all this when you feel something is missing, some story is calling you....... come home from work, go take a look at your shelf. Your modest treasure lies in those dusty ruins.... Not too long though, for you already know which one to pick up the next.

Excitement will start mounting.......to uncover this new story, new treasure.... kos, the pleasure of finishing a book for is followed by another pleasure - Starting a new one

Sky full of Promises

These days I woke to cloudy sky.... and first thing that comes to my mind is will it rain now.... or will it rain while going to office... or is it just playing with my imagination and my mood. What ever it is but the promise is beautiful enough for me to be happy... and to dance and to sing and to feel like a free bird.

Music mania

Music is a magic gifted to human by nature.... just lovely... priceless... one can't describe what music can do to you exactly .. But for most of us it can make you laugh, it can make you cry when you are in all happy mood... its so amazing. 


I was listening few old songs yesterday night, then this very emotional song started and in no time I was full choked and was filled with loads of emotions. It was so strange but so real. I love music... melody...the feel...emotions.....memories that they brings. There are songs that can really make you sad and cry when you hear them. But it's actually not the song that makes you cry, it's the people behind the memories. Isn't it lovely.

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Flowers & fishes.... Fantastic!