Little Tale.....

She applied for a loan against her Tiara.

"Our apologies Ma'am,

Your loan got rejected," said the Banker of Love.

"The last time I checked it was priceless," she confronted.
"You're no Cinderella." Manager Reality responded.

Little Tale....

Happy Birthday "Maa", I gushed.

My soul brimming over with joy,

feeling the warmth of her tender arms.

"Thank you", she blinked.

Sob catching her throat,

her pooling eyes overflowing.


While the picture frame did not move,
Memories walked into the room.

STAND AND STARE

Have you ever taken a pause, and just stood and stared at your surroundings, observing human behaviour that is taking place around you, the birds chirping, the colour of the sky, and feeling every wind that blows by.

We are “so busy" these days as we like to call it, that we are only existing and not living. We manage to be present physically everywhere, however not mentally. While reading this article, I would like you all to look around yourself carefully - is the ink in your pen about to finish? Or will it last another month? Is the colour of the sky grey or blue today? The laptop that you're using, is it properly clean or has all the oily marks of food? And a question pops up, eh? Has she gone crazy, why would I waste my time noticing all these immaterial things, I have better things to do with my life.

Now imagine you are around people, normal people like you and me, again look around carefully, what do you see? You will see a bunch of Maniacs running, trying to fight against time. Everyone is in a hurry to finish that one science assignment which will get an A grade and perhaps a new mobile phone after that, to finish that one chat with an ex, so that one can breathe a sigh of relief, to finish that burger, so that we can get back to work, and to finish that one deliverable after which we can go and party (wicked smile). We, humans are so busy running after money, bosses, kids, work, etc. that we seldom take out time to just live and breathe. We are so engrossed with our daily routines that we forget to do something we like, it can be some- thing we always thought we'll do after getting over with high school or something we used to do on Sunday afternoons as kids.

We need to connect with our souls every now and then. We need to remember who we really are and what our passions are. Apart from the work and daily chores, there is a need to re-kindle the relationship with your inner child and let yourself free. Laugh, scream, read, love, dance, paint, sleep, do whatever gives you joy. Don’t let life be so harsh on you.

Apart from work, I do make it a point to give myself the "me time‘. The least I can do is to give myself one hour out of the 24 hours (It’s my life after all). During that "me time", I might read that book which always sits patiently on my table while I go through my papers and workbooks every day, I might burn my ears with ear splitting music, or maybe just sit in the balcony and introspect or I usually give in to gluttony and not worry about gaining those extra pounds. This helps me in getting rejuvenated, it helps in gaining energy and enthusiasm despite my mundane routine. Our productivity and efficiency is doubled when we are happy and content.

So, all the chores which you keep worrying about, all the dead lines that have greyed your hair will be taken care of in much lesser time. So explore more about yourself, follow your passions, let yourself loose, and give yourself a time off because the adrenaline rush that lies ahead is nothing short of amazing.

 

Little Tales..

Enclosed in an unadorned box,
Trapped in an outlandish world.


Searching for an opening,
Being sang-froid.

 

                  

INSECURITIES

I took my own roads and moved at my own speed,

in the outlandish world like a sprouted seed.

Cringing in horror with concussion so terribly bad,

seeing the sight of treacherous humans and hecklers was sad.

Trying best to stifle the trepidation within me,

changing the cynical view to set myself free.

With stoical courage hiding my rueful smile,

thinking about living in denial for a while.

Sending me in trance, tranquilizer as my drug,

combating a solitary life in my mind that I dug.

The weight of copious failures felt very heavy on my back,

adopting a nonchalant attitude towards life was a test to crack.

Standing on the silver sand, dazzling clear skies above,

hoping for good fortune to smile upon me with love.

Feelings within me were straining to come out,

waves of fantasy rushing through me concealing the doubt.

Everything will be alright, I exclaimed out aloud, 

believing in the silver lining behind the dark cloud.

My voice being tremulous, INSECURITIES filled the heart,

The paradox is that among many people, one is alone from the start.

INTROSPECTING

Smitten by the mesmerizing, poised and surreal sight,

The vast sea illuminated by dim light.

Caterwauling of people disappeared, Oh my

The condescending world and our existence seemed a lie.

Gazing at the poignant combination of beauty and peace,

The inadvertent touch of water felt like fleece.

The enigmatic waves giving a cryptic message,

Overriding my heart trapped in a rib cage.

High tides bouncing in with glorifying force,

Speculating to fall into deep remorse.

Oxygenating lungs gathering energy to face,

While tranquility prevailed all over the place.

Narrowed eyes in fierce concentration as I stood,

Puzzled seeing the gusty waves subside for good.

Embracing my feet, the water seemed so calm,

Not being skeptical about any unforeseen harm.

Expanding every microsecond ,the smile on my face,

The wind whispered into my ear about gaiety and solace.

The anticipation of dangers had gone awry,

Eyes brimming over with tears went dry.

For life hides euphoria behind a facade of storms,

Nature teaching us to look beyond behavioural norms.

Surmising the unknown to be a hot potato,

Silence is not always followed by a tornado.

Overlooking the gentle ripples across the ocean,

Lost in the contemplation of every wondrous portion.

Interrupting the thoughts which gave a new insight,

The quiet wave roared with all its might.

So petrified that bottom lip quivered with panic,

Feeling one of the saviour from the Titanic

Things which go unnoticed, trivial it may seem,

In life, they hit you so hard like a jet stream.

The gleaming sun lurking behind the cloud,

Could see you holding my hand, so proud.

Walking towards a journey of finding happiness,

Reminiscing the old times, abandoning the sadness

The sublime landscape started to seem quite uncanny,

Ambivalent about being taken care like a nanny.

Slaughtering the make believe picture in my mind,

Feeling complete within myself, comfort did I find.

Experiencing a new epiphany enlightened my soul,

Trying to outwit the quicksand is forever my  goal.  

SPLENDID DAYS ARE YET TO COME

Abdicating the home of Great Almighty

With a sigh, the goodbyes were said

Perhaps a new world awaited

Though I was clinging to the belief to be dead

In his vicinity, I seldom had an elusive smile on my face,

However my tears magnified dismay that none could trace

Quickly I took a glimpse of what seemed like the last ever,

While he consoled me by saying he will stay with me forever.

Solemnly I gathered the baffling thoughts, the only luggage I had,

He quietly whispered,"You will see me down there by the name of Mom & Dad."

Tiny eyes widened

Tender hands moved

Swinging the cradle

All eyes on me were glued

Solitude knows no bounds was all that I had ever known,

Greek to me it seemed, the love and affection in this zone

Vanishing thoughts, memories went vague

Suddenly emptiness filled the mind,

Hunger, thirst and pain, new emotions did I find

Enchanting prayers, hymns, lullabies was heard all around me,

Tears in every eye glowed with elation and glee

Gladdest of all were whom I learnt to call Mom & Dad, as far as I remember,

They silently vowed on this auspicious moment to protect their new family member

An infant, like a helpless handicapped has to be taken care of all the time,

little did they know that bringing up a child is not an easy climb

Oblivious of the fact that their fights are tormenting their child,

Their hideous behavior with every passing day grew wild

Now look yonder she said, I turned and saw what seemed like people sent from god,

On learning that I had to live with them, I happily agreed with a nod

A placid place it was, so homely I had never felt,

Surroundings as vibrant as fairy lights made me forget the problems I dealt

Intoxicated by the swanky dinners made me less worrisome about my parent's whereabouts ,
Like a gullible damsel I lost track of the grim questions and doubts

Later I realized that the ostentatious welcoming was a bait,

There were papers lying in the court which were deciding my fate.

I looked at her in despair and exhaled a deep sigh,

She felt the expectant weight of my gaze and let out a cry

I smoldered as I went back to my room to stare outside the window,

Flying freely in the magical grand sky were a sparrow and a crow

Being jittery and apprehensive about the changing events, I told myself to pause,

I was not to be a sitting duck and couldn't jeopardize my future due to any cause

Soon she flew to a foreign land from where distance could not be gauged,

Striving hard to face the atrocities of society and life, feeling alienated and caged

A mother-daughter bond happens to be one of the closest of all,

So I gave her strength, held her shaking knees from letting her fall

While I had to put up with the pressures of pre-teen years,

Not everyone in school knew that I had bigger fears

Academics was great, a scholar as I was famously known,

walking the aisle with a blazer and badge, I told her on the phone

I went into ecstasies over my upcoming 12th birthday,

least did I care what was coming my way

As the knife went through the cake, surprises popped up leaving me speechless,

She arrived in a magnificent yellow sari with my new dad, holding his arm in a gentle caress

I shook my head in bewilderment, queer did it sound though,

she was smiling, that's what mattered and I quietly accepted her beau

On the contrary, accepting it was not all that was needed here,

There was enraging anger, vehement fights, bitter moods that I had to bear

The road is rocky, I got to know, more challenges kept on creeping in as I went along,

I smothered my emotions  pretending as if nothing with me was wrong

"I'm sick" , she one day said gloomily, while I was forcing her to eat

She moved her hand feebly towards me, her painted nails looking so beautiful and neat

Depression was making a home inside her, nothing could the doctors do,

Medicines became her escape whenever she felt blue

Then the dreadful day came when everything came to a standstill,

Wrapped up in a white sheet was her cold body as she had taken an overdose of pill

I couldn't speak nor move, everything before my eyes was a sight I dint want to believe at all,

Her favorite black and white striped sweater against her fair skin made her look like a doll

I closed my eyes and thought who is my God now, for now my Mom&Dad had left me alone,

Then I glanced at two elderly people who hugged me as I continued to moan

From a little girl growing up to be a lady , after all High School wasn't that easy,

Studies, friends, crushes, To cut it short teenage drama got me busy

The rough paths continued to bring me down but couldn't stop me from going on,

For I could see a dim light which made me want to believe that there was more to life and sad days would be gone