Sunday, October 31, 2010

An echo from long ago.

It was a time when life was simple. when all you had to think of was everything and all you had to worry about was nothing. My days in school were like that. I was undefined.. not of a paticular region and specific caste and typical likes and dislikes. When I saw people I saw them for how they acted, what they said and did. It was a free world.
Then everything changed after I walked out of that giant school gate for the last time. I was exiting forever a world devoid of labels and tags and judgements. the colours around me became tinged with grey. Went through college and 2 years after that. became weary for judging people and being judged.
And now I realize. What had changed after school? nothing had changed outside.not physically. but I had. I soaked up flavours around me until I melted into the pot.
And now I think. am I not distinct. and my head struggles and my heart cringes at the idea. What then do I hear? An echo from far away. reminders of another day. That everyone is different and everyday adds a different colour to our canvas of life. One day is a sad blue. One day a dismal grey and then the sun shines through and it becomes a golden hue.
What does the future have in store for you? Everything depends on what you say.As you are the painter of that canvas.
I want mine to be colorful. bursts of bright red and green among the mild pink and blue backdrop. golden stars here and there. rainbows stretching across every which way.
So when the painting comes to an end, the painter is smiling and crying. proud of her creation and happy with every tiny drop which contributed to the picture.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Dreams Away!

Okay.. after an extremely long time, I have decided to write sensibly.
Its about why I think, people find movies so appealing..
Surely, sitting in the audience watching hyped or super movies, with all possible overtunes like Endhiran or watching cute and oddly inspiring movies like Mulan, fills you with emotions so alien to you in your everyday life, that it seems like an experience you have had or a journey you have made, at least in the corner of your subconcious.
After a predictable train of thoughts - 'Oh look at her dress', 'Watch him knock that bad guy out', 'Checkout that exotic island', 'wow! can people really be so crazy?' and after 2 hours of incredible ,sometimes sordidly credible twists the audience heaves a sigh of relief as the hero does everything right, as gallops away into the sunset in style.
Why do we watch movies? what drives us to spend money and valuable holiday time on movies where you just sit and watch what could be a bad movie and a sad waste of time?
What the cynics might come up with is - to be a part of the up-to-date crowd or to boast about something to your peers, but surely there should be a valid reason as to why people actually listen to the reviews with interest or hasten to book tickets themselves.
Other cynics (cynical of the previous cynics) would say it is just to watch beautiful women and handsome men dance and fight and cry on the big screen. that maybe true but if you have a fulfilling life wherein you think yourself beautiful or dashing and have fun regularly, the glamour element wont appeal much.
and that brings us back to the three letter word which is actually the mother of all discovery - why?
I think the reason why people like to lead different lives for just a small period of two hours is mainly human nature. We are governed by our senses and long and feel and love and lie and sometimes, watching that happen on screen is like watching the story of humanity's  social evolution. our impulses and senses are usually tamed by the same society which was born out of humanity's sense of things and to release oneself from its clutches in a very legal manner without doing anything harmful to the reputation you have built up socially is to watch movies...

But watching a lot of movies is like living life secondhand. one should step out bravely not only into the unknown and strange land in hope for treasure but also into the new and different  environments within the concrete jungle where the behavioral laws are different and which would constantly challenge you to change yourself into someone else.

We must all dream and then find it within ourselves to live our dreams. So grab your curiosity and your fear and your wish to overcome it and leap into the abyss we call everyday life. Dream of great things . and then do them so movies will appear lame in comparison.  Today is that special day,  Dreams  Away!!!!!

Saturday, July 24, 2010

The Evil World

Alone, no one to love, nowhere to go,
Surrounded by misery, poverty and woe,
sleeping in a cold dark place everyday,
feeling hope and happiness fade away.

The Orphan had only one friend and one enemy
and that was hunger..Hunger set him free
from the dark clutches of the miserable society

He craved for greatness in his soul
He had anger and an ultimate goal..

The goal was to make mankind pay
for the trauma he had to undergo everyday
He couldn't blame everyone.. that did not make sense
just a section of people, a minority..his hatred grew immense

Armed with charisma and gift of speech
foolish armies he began to gather and teach
He revolutionary ideas on race had a wide reach
crowds of power hungry men gathered to hear him preach

The attention gave him strength
but the hunger and anger never went
he broke laws, then made laws but it was never enough
he killed people, he destroyed towns but the inner storm was still rough

What was the end, he could not see
Reason and sense deserted him completely
he only wanted to be
powerful and achieve complete victory

He still thought the world was evil, but evil was he
the soul is a mirror of what you think you see
The view of the world depends of your upbringing to most degree
you become what you really want to be...

And he wanted to be seen and noticed and respected and despised
Anger and strength and power was only a disguise
To the inner confusion and longing of one small lost boy..

Who is this monster..who is he
who destroyed millions whose life was a tragedy
Is he fictitious or is he a reality
Why did he do what he did..
Is he Hitler or is he Voldemont
and what did he want?

If only orphaned boy had a happy childhood
then he would have and he could..
Have been normal and happy and peaceful and free
with normal likes and dislikes, as the world he could see
If only...

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Isle of time

Surrounded by the ocean, in a place far far away
the island looks toward another day.
everything happens on time, there is no room for doubt
No unreasonable hope, uncertain wish or irrational shout

It is driven by some divine algorithm
its gambling houses are silent and grim
people know all, and what they don't know..they dont doubt
they think when the time comes they'll find out.

Every day they do what they are told
everyone has seen their future, every person young and old
the goats never stray, the children never pray, the market is never chaotic or gay.
even birds and waves maintain the order and follow the time every day.

There is no change is fashion as people have no will to change
change is a word which comes with the tick of the clock
but the hearts have no wish to have a life they themselves can arrange.
there is no feeling, there is no sun no warmth no pleasure no wine
in this isolated isle of time...

just rules to follow and functions to go by
but it all changed in the blink of an eye,
when she emerged from the ocean alien and blue
time froze and emotions began to spew

the world was in utter disarray..
which witch, what socceress is she asked all in dismay..

she is he goddess of doubt, the harbinger of change and the lady of tomorrow
who sows the first seeds which will into bright and beautiful flowers grow
their color will part the clouds and cause the golden sun to peep and glow
she brings color into our life and causes emotions to wash the grimness away
her name is Vision... and she will always save you from a rainy day
or from a dull life far far away.

Thursday, January 07, 2010


sleepless nights,
no incidents no fights,
run to work, always late.
leave at night, after a long wait.
not much work, not much pay
not seen the sun for many a day.

always trying to muster the will to change
but a numbing day of work-no-work leaves you dazed
if you think, you feel panicky and upset
If you don't, you regret

you yearn for something you don't really want
you wait for something you know wont come
are you happy? no. are you sad? no
just wrestling with a elusive and invisble foe