I am not like them

I am not like them

but I can pretend...

The Sun is gone, but I have a light

The day is done but I am having fun.

I think I am dumb, or may be just happy

think I am just happy.

My heart was broke, but I have some glue

help me inhale and mend it with you.

We'll float around and hang out on clouds;

then we'll come down

and have a hangover.

I am not like them, but I can pretend

The day is done but I am having fun.

I think I am dumb...

I don't want to have to build this
I don't want to have to fit in
I don't want to have to need someone
But I do...
I don't want to ever fall in love again
I don't want to feel so insecure
I don't want to have to write this to explain
Still I do...
This feels better than nothing at all...

Mumbai Blasts

These are the trying times, times when life makes no sense to some while becomes all the more precious to the others..

Bereavement has no religion, no nationality and no borders. Pain speaks only one language.. I know words become useless to those who mourn, but i just wish peace and courage to all those who have suffered a loss..Even though life today seems bleak and tough to carry on, it will hold you all...

Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there.

I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awake in the morning's hush,

I am the soft uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight.

I am the soft star that shines at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there.

I did not die...

(have peace)

LIVE !

Navigating my way through life, evolving, discovering and rediscovering things I usually breathe content but for those brief spells of melancholy which tend to engulf my whole being…just like anybody else. I don’t want to sound cavalier by saying that I m okay with my solitude though I live it thoroughly, because I am not a frivolous person and don’t take on something of such significance lightly…
But, hopefully there is good in every situation. Sounds simplistic, but I still have the good things that have always been in my whole life…my family.
I have had an eventful life so far…have loved and lost…but I like to think that I was the chosen one to bear what all I bore; developing the traits I never knew I possessed. Having experienced the pinnacles of joy and also dungeons of despair I have emerged into quite a different person. Not everything works out the way we might hope and I am not the first person to fall... My family, music, books but most of all my work has gotten me through hard times. If things are not good, then we go to work and then its all encompassing. ..
A friend told me once that broken hearts are fallen angels. So, just like happy people spread their smile where ever they go, people who have grieved, have known the pain of loss tend to be empathetic and it’s a hopeful sign on our spiritual journey. We need to remember that every other soul whom we meet has suffered or is suffering in some way or the other. That way, we can try to be compassionate and reason out why they behave the way they happen to do. All grieves are personal…why would mine be any greater or lesser than somebody else’s. People hurt, people heal, people move on and people live…
It may be not be in our power to control our destiny but, I firmly believe that our thought processes have the power to shape it... Aren’t we, what our thoughts make us to be? Everybody has got to find the solution all on his/her own...and for that I am afraid there are no shortcuts; you have to live your life. On this journey called life, as I explore the true inner self of my being, the more I pursue... the more I achieve. And I must say I enjoy the game…as long as future holds hope!

to my twin soul

I've crossed world of terrains

watched ever changing clouds

savoured the sight of myriad colors of rainbow,

felt the strength of mountains passing by,

been through intriguing presence of vital winds,

tasted flippant spices of creator's recipes,

yet I am hungry for something

I've never realized.

Is that you?

If not, why do i miss you so much?