Boulevard of broken dreams

I sat aghast and agitated,

The broken pieces around me were mocking

Laughing at my expense

My heart was torn asunder

Bleeding profusely….running me dry

Life was slipping by like a train that left me behind

Dreams unfulfilled, tormenting  me

Smile on my lips dishonest

O what  a Lie!!

All is illusion is what you say!!

But the pain that I feel

Has a different story to tell

I still sleep...

Baba arise within me

I beseech you

Rescue me from the wheel…

Help me SEE

forgiveness

The first step to forgiveness is to forgive yourself....How difficult it is though..They say forgive and forget..But you have to forget to forgive and then ofcourse forget that you even needed to forgive..Boggling right...

However if you forgive yourself it is so..so ...so easy to forgive everything else in the world...

The blue sky above my head and brown earth below my feet was all that would have mattered but suddenly I wanted to fly...........I chose to overlook gravity.........and now I am much closer to the ground than I was before...................

Wrath of Mr Pig

Swine Flu ..........if I would'nt have known the literal meaning then would have pictured a flower which blossoms in spring.But of course the reality is different very very different.I happened to glance today at a pig lazing about on the fringes of its regular hangout(the undeclared but undisputed nook of refuse disposal) and guess what I noticed ............a smug grin on his face.Now... now I reprimanded myself pigs ofcourse are not blessed with displaying their emotions.However it made me think that maybe this flu is the consequence of passive aggression.The ire of the pig community suppressed but fermented and nursed with care to hit us poor humans.However it is puzzling to me that Mr Pig has chosen our motherland to wreak havoc .Why us....we have always been hospitable and magnanimous with this (now powerful) community.Somehow I believe that the community has goofed up somewhere and absent minded, sent its emissary here which has been over enthusiastic in its endeavours. I have therefore made a mental note and promised to bow reverently on spotting the esteemed species.Maybe that melts their heart(presuming they have one) and they decide to quit the piece of earth inhabited by Indians.

Perfection in imperfection

Thoughts in mind disjoint and abrupt yet culmination of instincts gathered over several births.The conclusion arriving out of contradictions.Fight of the intellect with instinct and desire.The final victory when mind soul body become a straight arrow to pierce the cloud of confusion.