Monday, December 26, 2005
Butterfly
A silken splash of color
Black streaks on red
But a wing that is broken
Is of no use, they said
A whirring jumble of metal
Slicing through the air
Ran through my body
Smash, rent & tear
A creature of light I used to be
Flying far and near
But dark is my world now
Numbed with pain and fear
‘spring is upon the valley now’,
The flowers are telling me.
‘my spring is past’, I tell them,
‘I cannot drink from thee’
A cocoon opens on the mulberry tree
To reveal my sister, crumpled and weak
But before long she flies away
To a future I no longer seek
Cold is the touch of death on my brow
As fresh as the winter dew
I shall go now, into oblivion,
Not broken anymore, but new
Black streaks on red
But a wing that is broken
Is of no use, they said
A whirring jumble of metal
Slicing through the air
Ran through my body
Smash, rent & tear
A creature of light I used to be
Flying far and near
But dark is my world now
Numbed with pain and fear
‘spring is upon the valley now’,
The flowers are telling me.
‘my spring is past’, I tell them,
‘I cannot drink from thee’
A cocoon opens on the mulberry tree
To reveal my sister, crumpled and weak
But before long she flies away
To a future I no longer seek
Cold is the touch of death on my brow
As fresh as the winter dew
I shall go now, into oblivion,
Not broken anymore, but new
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Hibernation
An expanse of white
Blinding the eyes
A virgin land
Of unsullied ice
A cold blue sea
Lapping at colder cliffs
An icy wind
Wailing in melancholy
A freezing chill
Numbing body and soul
A warm white form
Curled up on the snow
A long magical sleep
Through torturous times
A suspended life
Subsisting on spares
A call through the sky
Of summer coming by
The hunter will awaken
To be king once again
The Path
There stretches a path through the woods
Winding through streams and mounds
Safety and lamps light the dark way
While sage company lightens the day
‘Stick to the good path’, you’ll hear them say
‘For the knowledge of our fathers won’t lead you astray'
But the dark forest leans out and beckons to me
With all its glory and mystery
The unknown wilderness call out to me
Promising challenges and destiny
A world where light would lurk among shadows
Tricking and taunting in a deceptive dance
Secrets and danger hanging heavy in the air
Swirling mist fogging all sight
Every step forward a wary gamble
A slash through doubt and challenge
The trampled moss underneath my feet
Traces of a new path for time to follow
Sah'raa
Sah'raa
A lone set of hoof prints
Caked in the hot loose sand
Stretching through the million dunes
Of a desert with no end
A wind blowing fire and sand
Into the eyes of men
Blurring the forms of a weary horse
And its wearier rider
A black veiled shadow
With eyes of black stone
Fighting a losing battle with the sun
And the pain of poison
A treasure that slept in a woman's womb
biding its time till release
Twisting allegiance and loyalty
At the cost of her royal blood
A fire burning black and bright
Through narrowed obsidian eyes
She looked back one last time
At the mirage she'd left behind
Sunday, May 08, 2005
Princess
An old stone castle
In the days of yore
A tall cold tower
Holding a maiden afore
A mossy moat and armored knights,
Forming a ring of protection.
A windowless tower with a lone stone slit,
Locking up life and liberty
A shaft of summer sunlight
Hit her pale blue eyes
Lighting a thin white face,
Soft cheeks and strong chin
Translucent eyelids slowly slid shut
To visions of freedom and the sun,
Of riding steeds against the wind
To battle and victory
A icy draught slapped her cheeks
Snapping her to reality
To cursed days filled with dust & inaction
And a life doomed to domestic servitude
A living specter she would be,
Going through motions of life,
Counting down to the day she’d pass
Unheard and unsung.
-sesh
A/N:original art by my adorable friend madhu , digital patching by yours truly.
Sunday, March 27, 2005
More Quotes...
It's time for another round ooh-aahing over other people's genius ....
the quotes are in my msn public blog.....here is the link to it
the quotes are in my msn public blog.....here is the link to it
Saturday, March 05, 2005
Change
"Oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases
And never tip his golden cup empty towards the moon!
Since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed."
The issue of mankind’s inherent doom has been the most favorite of our cynical fellowmen.
Their case for forsaken morals and damaged resources is so convincing that one ends up believing them and their oh-so-cheerful take on life.
Just what is wrong with the world now?
Are we not at the highest we have ever been? Can those stuck up traditionalists not see that?
Can they point to any other time in history when a single man had the intelligence, power and ability to literally move the world and some more if only he chose to?
After years of letting outmoded codes bind him down , man has broken free.
He can now choose to dictate his own codes and have other men respect him for it
What all of us have to understand is what is new need not necessarily be wrong.
Just look back at History, you will evidence of this at every step.
If early man had not allowed his settling instincts to well settle, we would still be playing catch-me-if-you-can with wolves, wild boars & the big cats .And back then settling wasn’t even a smart or safe idea. Yet man dared and won. And he did not stop there. The wheel of civilization rolled down the centuries. Clans and kingdoms formed, warred & perished. The ones who dared to move ahead did just that and the ones who choose to hold on to what they had always known got stranded in their own times to be put down as half remembered names in dusty old books.
A new kind of life calls for a change in every aspect of living. It is only natural that when the pivot swivels, the balance shifts. Morals are not being lost with change , they are being redefined.
Those who cannot see this are those blinded by fear. Accepted, fear has been a strong influence in men’s lives, for the better as well as worse. But when we let fear destroy our reasoning powers and bog us down , we know we’re in big trouble.
A few moments of clear thinking will tell anyone , change is inevitable. It is the law of life. Men were not born to stagnate, they were born to evolve. We did not brave the primal jungles, hunting predators , rival tribes, attacking enemy kingdoms and warring nations just to forget how to fight and degenerate into unreasonable animals.
A true Man does not know inaction , he knows progress. And we must not let anyone turn us from that path. The only choice we have in the matter is to ride the waves of Time or be washed over. What would You rather choose?
And never tip his golden cup empty towards the moon!
Since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed."
The issue of mankind’s inherent doom has been the most favorite of our cynical fellowmen.
Their case for forsaken morals and damaged resources is so convincing that one ends up believing them and their oh-so-cheerful take on life.
Just what is wrong with the world now?
Are we not at the highest we have ever been? Can those stuck up traditionalists not see that?
Can they point to any other time in history when a single man had the intelligence, power and ability to literally move the world and some more if only he chose to?
After years of letting outmoded codes bind him down , man has broken free.
He can now choose to dictate his own codes and have other men respect him for it
What all of us have to understand is what is new need not necessarily be wrong.
Just look back at History, you will evidence of this at every step.
If early man had not allowed his settling instincts to well settle, we would still be playing catch-me-if-you-can with wolves, wild boars & the big cats .And back then settling wasn’t even a smart or safe idea. Yet man dared and won. And he did not stop there. The wheel of civilization rolled down the centuries. Clans and kingdoms formed, warred & perished. The ones who dared to move ahead did just that and the ones who choose to hold on to what they had always known got stranded in their own times to be put down as half remembered names in dusty old books.
A new kind of life calls for a change in every aspect of living. It is only natural that when the pivot swivels, the balance shifts. Morals are not being lost with change , they are being redefined.
Those who cannot see this are those blinded by fear. Accepted, fear has been a strong influence in men’s lives, for the better as well as worse. But when we let fear destroy our reasoning powers and bog us down , we know we’re in big trouble.
A few moments of clear thinking will tell anyone , change is inevitable. It is the law of life. Men were not born to stagnate, they were born to evolve. We did not brave the primal jungles, hunting predators , rival tribes, attacking enemy kingdoms and warring nations just to forget how to fight and degenerate into unreasonable animals.
A true Man does not know inaction , he knows progress. And we must not let anyone turn us from that path. The only choice we have in the matter is to ride the waves of Time or be washed over. What would You rather choose?
Friday, March 04, 2005
Chrysalis
Wrapped in my cocoon
I sit here and wait
For dawn and release
Tis a long penance
Through the watches of the night
Filled with dreams
And also doubts
Visions of flitting among many many flowers
Drowning in their beauty and nectar
Of soaring far above the trees
Battling eagles and the breeze
Will my wings have the strength
For such a battle?
Or will my mind?
Maybe the light will answer the questions
That the long nights have posed
And reveal the many colors
That the darkness has hidden
Dawn will be bright
After the dark night is spent
And at dawn I will break free
Into greater life and glory
I sit here and wait
For dawn and release
Tis a long penance
Through the watches of the night
Filled with dreams
And also doubts
Visions of flitting among many many flowers
Drowning in their beauty and nectar
Of soaring far above the trees
Battling eagles and the breeze
Will my wings have the strength
For such a battle?
Or will my mind?
Maybe the light will answer the questions
That the long nights have posed
And reveal the many colors
That the darkness has hidden
Dawn will be bright
After the dark night is spent
And at dawn I will break free
Into greater life and glory
Thursday, March 03, 2005
Career Counselling
With the exam season & the summer settling in , every student aiming to successfully fail his board exams is at a loss as to what he would do in his future. ( big surprise. )
Should he be joining the medical and engineering bandwagon (first class, AC of course) or should he …well.. do something else.
So here’s a list of a few interesting if slightly offbeat career choices they can consider.
BUFFALO HERDING:
We got the family approval for this one ages ago, so no trouble there. Predictably hygiene is going to be a major problem , but if u get past that and manage to toilet-train your herd along the way, these black beauties can make you stinking rich!(excuse pun)
Who knows you could become the amazingly successful owner of a nationwide buffalo products conglomerate called BAMUL – the Waste of India ( Buffaloes Are Macho! Union Limited) or some other inspired name.
So what’re are you waiting for?...wallow your way to glory!
FLYSWATTING
Admit it. We’ve got years of experience and loads of practice at this.
Trivial though it may seem , this job involves a high level of skill, uncommon dexterity, excellent hand-eye coordination and the ability to perform under highly demanding conditions of extreme boredom.
Job opportunities are as varied and plenty as the flies themselves. One can set up flyswatters training academy to help others or write a book or comic strip named ‘Swat Flies’ or just about anything you could lay ..er.. swat your hands on.
POLITICS
Strictly not for the sensitive kiddies. Loads of sacrifice and preparation goes into this testing job but the rewards are rich..literally.
To get started… well… grease you theatre skills to oily perfection, practice stilted and indefinite speech styles, open a numbered swiss bank account, bury all your scruples in the kitchen backyard and Tada!...your ready to rock the world!
Just a word of warning, if getting in is tough, staying there is tougher and getting out… don’t even think about it. You know what they say….once a politician, always a politician.
So if you think you can live with a wardrobe filled exclusively with toga-style white cloth strips, go ahead!... Yours is the world and all that’s there in it - even if its others.
A/N : this is my first stint at funny writing , so don't expect it to be funny. if it is...then yaay!
Should he be joining the medical and engineering bandwagon (first class, AC of course) or should he …well.. do something else.
So here’s a list of a few interesting if slightly offbeat career choices they can consider.
BUFFALO HERDING:
We got the family approval for this one ages ago, so no trouble there. Predictably hygiene is going to be a major problem , but if u get past that and manage to toilet-train your herd along the way, these black beauties can make you stinking rich!(excuse pun)
Who knows you could become the amazingly successful owner of a nationwide buffalo products conglomerate called BAMUL – the Waste of India ( Buffaloes Are Macho! Union Limited) or some other inspired name.
So what’re are you waiting for?...wallow your way to glory!
FLYSWATTING
Admit it. We’ve got years of experience and loads of practice at this.
Trivial though it may seem , this job involves a high level of skill, uncommon dexterity, excellent hand-eye coordination and the ability to perform under highly demanding conditions of extreme boredom.
Job opportunities are as varied and plenty as the flies themselves. One can set up flyswatters training academy to help others or write a book or comic strip named ‘Swat Flies’ or just about anything you could lay ..er.. swat your hands on.
POLITICS
Strictly not for the sensitive kiddies. Loads of sacrifice and preparation goes into this testing job but the rewards are rich..literally.
To get started… well… grease you theatre skills to oily perfection, practice stilted and indefinite speech styles, open a numbered swiss bank account, bury all your scruples in the kitchen backyard and Tada!...your ready to rock the world!
Just a word of warning, if getting in is tough, staying there is tougher and getting out… don’t even think about it. You know what they say….once a politician, always a politician.
So if you think you can live with a wardrobe filled exclusively with toga-style white cloth strips, go ahead!... Yours is the world and all that’s there in it - even if its others.
A/N : this is my first stint at funny writing , so don't expect it to be funny. if it is...then yaay!
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
Clown
Short frame draped in gay frumpy clothes
A huge red cherry on the small pug nose
A wide smile painted over half the face
She sauntered and pottered around with a donkey’s grace
Too-bright eyes drinking in the glee,
A misty glimpse of what could never be
Through a green haze she saw a rosy world,
That always laughed at her.
Never with.
A huge red cherry on the small pug nose
A wide smile painted over half the face
She sauntered and pottered around with a donkey’s grace
Too-bright eyes drinking in the glee,
A misty glimpse of what could never be
Through a green haze she saw a rosy world,
That always laughed at her.
Never with.
Prison
You cannot kill what is already dead,
In that I am safe.
Safe from the claws of the world,
And Myself.
Eyes wide open,
Blinded by sight.
Curtains shading lifeless depths,
Blackened windows that don’t offer views.
Heart still pumping,
Not life but blood.
Not jumping or skipping anymore,
Only silently ticking away to the end.
Lips spilling laughter,
Devoid of mirth.
Notes once filled with life and passion,
Now ghostly echoes of what once was.
The key to my prison I hold,
For that I am forever jailed.
In that I am safe.
Safe from the claws of the world,
And Myself.
Eyes wide open,
Blinded by sight.
Curtains shading lifeless depths,
Blackened windows that don’t offer views.
Heart still pumping,
Not life but blood.
Not jumping or skipping anymore,
Only silently ticking away to the end.
Lips spilling laughter,
Devoid of mirth.
Notes once filled with life and passion,
Now ghostly echoes of what once was.
The key to my prison I hold,
For that I am forever jailed.
Monday, February 28, 2005
Inspiration
This isn't one of my writings... its much better...it's a list of all my favorite quotes ..in the books i've read,...stuff i've come across...songs i've heard etc ...it'll probably be a looong post which will keep growing.
PS: I'm posting my Ayn Rand quotes in a separate post.
"I am free of all prejudices. I hate everyone equally "
-WC Fields
"I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,
If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.
You will hardly know who I am or what I mean,
But I shall be good health to you nevertheless,
And filter and fibre your blood.
Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
Missing me one place search another , I stop some where waiting for you."
-Walt Whitman
“ For the crown you've placed upon my head feels too heavy now
And I don't know what to say to you but I'll smile anyhow
And all the time I'm thinking, thinking
I want to be a hunter again, want to see the world alone again
To take a chance on life again, so let me go.
But you've got to make choices
Be wrong or right
Sometimes you've got to sacrifice the things you like …
No point in talking what you should have been
And regretting the things that went on
Life's full of mistakes, destinies and fate
Remove the clouds
look at the bigger picture.”
- Unknown
" A little girl with nothing wrong
And she's all alone"
- Norah Jones,'seven years'
"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."
-Robert Frost,' The road not taken'
"I could not stop for death
so he kindly stopped for me"
-Emily Dickinson
" It is we who must tread warily
The magic is fragile"
- Philip Pulman,'His Dark Materials'
"And finally I twist my heart round again, so that the bad is on the outside and the good is on the inside, and keep on trying to find a way of becoming what I would so like to be, and could be, if there weren't any other people living in the world."
- Anne Frank,'The diary of Anne Frank'
PS: I'm posting my Ayn Rand quotes in a separate post.
"I am free of all prejudices. I hate everyone equally "
-WC Fields
"I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,
If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.
You will hardly know who I am or what I mean,
But I shall be good health to you nevertheless,
And filter and fibre your blood.
Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
Missing me one place search another , I stop some where waiting for you."
-Walt Whitman
“ For the crown you've placed upon my head feels too heavy now
And I don't know what to say to you but I'll smile anyhow
And all the time I'm thinking, thinking
I want to be a hunter again, want to see the world alone again
To take a chance on life again, so let me go.
But you've got to make choices
Be wrong or right
Sometimes you've got to sacrifice the things you like …
No point in talking what you should have been
And regretting the things that went on
Life's full of mistakes, destinies and fate
Remove the clouds
look at the bigger picture.”
- Unknown
" A little girl with nothing wrong
And she's all alone"
- Norah Jones,'seven years'
"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."
-Robert Frost,' The road not taken'
"I could not stop for death
so he kindly stopped for me"
-Emily Dickinson
" It is we who must tread warily
The magic is fragile"
- Philip Pulman,'His Dark Materials'
"And finally I twist my heart round again, so that the bad is on the outside and the good is on the inside, and keep on trying to find a way of becoming what I would so like to be, and could be, if there weren't any other people living in the world."
- Anne Frank,'The diary of Anne Frank'
The best of Ayn Rand
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