tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91603352427085373462024-03-08T07:19:03.115-08:00SPECTRUMWhat's in a namehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03545796577758481933noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160335242708537346.post-86121884872437014902010-09-10T03:32:00.000-07:002010-09-10T03:46:52.841-07:00Moms are special!Yeah I know, everyone would say that. But it's a different thing to experience it altogether.<br /><br />Last night I was sleeping with my mom on one side and my sister on the other. Suddenly in the middle of the night I woke up with a start.<br />I started looking around like a baboon. You know, staring at my sister as if I don't know where I am. And I still don't remember what made me wake up. A bad dream probably?<br /><br />Anyway, my mother on seeing me all sweaty scolded my sister- "You hit her!" And then she did something that I'll cherish my whole life.<br />She said to me as if i was a li'l kid- "it's okay.. it's okay... Go to sleep." And then she hugged me and I went to sleep again.<br /><br />Even though I am a 21 year old adult I wish my mom would hug me the same way everyday.<br />But i dare not tell her lest she becomes conscious of it. <br />These things are best done spontaneously, especially mom's love.<br /><br />That is why moms are special. For no matter how old you get, you'll always be their li'l girl!<br />Love you mom! I just wish I could express this to you someday..What's in a namehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03545796577758481933noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160335242708537346.post-947003142264526542010-08-28T06:21:00.000-07:002010-08-28T06:51:31.773-07:00Laughter is infectious.Had a rough start to the day. You know, like one of those that you would easily want to forget.<br /><br />So I left the house angry as hell, which by the way is my trademark.<br />But then it is in these strange moments that i realised that you can find happiness wrapped in small packages.<br /><br />I took my seat in the metro and at the next station a li'l girl came and sat next to me with her mother.<br />As much as i dread kids, she left no stone unturned in making me hate her. She was jumping, screaming, looking out of the window exclaiming at every passing tree- "OOH! What's that!". To top it all she was standing on the seat!<br />At that moment I gave her an angry stare. Why the hell was she leaning on me anyway?<br /><br />But then she did a very strange thing. She looked at me, sealed her lips, and put one finger on each of her cheeks.<br />Now that was weird!<br /><br />She did the same thing when I stared angrily at her for the second time. What a retard, I thought.<br />So then I asked her mother what is she doing?<br /><br />Her mother started smiling and looking at her said- "She's trying to control her laughter. ise hansi aa rahi hai."<br /><br />And I went- "What?!"<br />I looked at her and then she suddenly burst out laughing!<br /><br />I tried to maintain that angry look but Alas! her laughter caught me as well.<br />The way she was laughing it made me laugh as well.<br />And was she laughing! She was literally falling on the floor! And so it became a chain.<br />First, she was laughing then I was, then her mother and eventually the whole coach was.<br /><br />Hence I said- laughter is infectious! :)What's in a namehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03545796577758481933noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160335242708537346.post-47665709250210967232010-01-26T03:28:00.000-08:002010-01-26T03:42:33.104-08:00The sound of windI didn't know the sound of wind sounds so good.<br />Sometimes you need time for what the pundits would call it "introspection".<br />I was on the roof, headphones on.<br />I could feel the wind blowing, and banging against my ears and headphones it sounded different.<br />*swish.. swish... <br />Though it sounds kiddish but it was like somebody talkin to you.<br />On normal days I would have been really afraid. (I have had an excess of The 3 Grudges, Dead Silence and Paranormal Activity!)<br />But this time it was different. It might as well have been the wind talking to me, I wouldn't know. <br />But it sure did made me turn my music off.And somehow the sound of wind sounded more musical than the music in my phone. I was on the edge of the roof (No, I wasn't going to jump off) and I could see quite some distance. <br />Looking down made me feel I could fly.. Like you have those images as kids. I remember watching Shaktiman made a lot of kids believe that if they fall he's going to come flying and save them.<br />But nah! This wasn't about somebody saving me.<br />This was about feeling liberated.<br />Like one of those moments when you're by yourself. You can't think of a solution but at that moment you don't think of the problem as well.<br />You've lost the world but you've found yourself.<br />Although it's just a moment but it makes up for all your lifetime...What's in a namehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03545796577758481933noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160335242708537346.post-22757851483320039672009-06-13T01:04:00.001-07:002009-06-13T07:42:29.022-07:00The Rain DanceRaindrops on the window pane. a hot cup of tea in my hands. Head rested on the window. Curtains drawn aside. Trees bathing in the rain. Wind blowing and I can see the leaves dancing.<br /><br />A smile cuts across my face. <br /><br />I can see the kids dancing away in the rain, half-naked. Wish I could go too. I want to. They call out to me. <br /><br />Am I going? Certainly not. I don't like rain. Or that's what I've been telling myself all these years. How can anyone like the rain? Stupid. Yes, that's what it is. <br /><br />But what harm can a little jig do? I can capture it inside. I look down. I should get up. Maybe I can dance too. Besides no one is watching. I'll get up give my waist a little twist and sit down. Yes, that's what I'll do.<br /><br />As I try to get up, my better half comes in. "It's raining outside, want to go for a ride?"<br /><br />I thank God that i didn't try dancing in front of him. "Yes, of course." I give a smile and he comes and keeps the crutches besides me for me to stand.<br />We are going for a long drive....What's in a namehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03545796577758481933noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160335242708537346.post-27312367792121165842008-10-18T11:59:00.000-07:002008-10-18T12:00:19.606-07:00My identitylost in the mad rush of life,<br />i'm just another person,<br />trying to find her space.<br /> <br />had heard;<br />if wishes were horses,<br />beggars would ride.<br />but there are no horses.<br /> <br />just the beggar,<br />watching others steal, snatch,<br />in trying to get what they want.<br /> <br />i had my principles high,<br />and so i am the beggar.<br /> <br />i've seen the king,<br />and i've seen the slaves.<br />how much time did the ing take,<br />to turn from slave to king is all i wonder.<br /> <br />last i knew he was an ordinary man,<br />he knew some ordinary people,<br />who wanted to be the king as well.<br /> <br />now they are the slaves.<br /> <br />if this is what a king is,<br />i'm happy to be a beggar.<br />but someday i hope,<br />i'll turn into a king,<br />with no slave left,<br />to trample over.What's in a namehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03545796577758481933noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160335242708537346.post-8676947452508164412008-04-27T03:23:00.000-07:002008-04-27T11:21:02.698-07:00A WALK OF LONLINESS....Walkin through the lonely street,<br />I look back.<br />I’ve been walkin alone for too long now,<br />Maybe I should stop.<br /><br />I stop, & I look around,<br />But I see no-one.<br />People I wished were walking with me,<br />are long gone.<br /><br />I shout for a name,<br />A name to cling to.<br />But I get no answers.<br />All I get is an echoing silence,<br />Ringing through the air.<br /><br />I look up at the night sky,<br />How I wish darkness would soon fade away.<br />But I know,<br />This darkness is here to stay.<br /><br />And So I start walking again,<br />Knowing it’s a walk of despair.<br />I look in front now,<br />& I again find no-one.<br />People I wished were walking with me,<br />are long gone.What's in a namehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03545796577758481933noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160335242708537346.post-85986103121775228262008-04-08T03:21:00.000-07:002008-04-08T03:47:10.140-07:00A NIGHTMARISH EXPERIENCE!Me, my sis & my dad had gone off to some place.<br />When we arrived at the home we had taken on rent, i got to know that the rent is really low, they'll provide us with all the food & everything.<br />It was a one room flat on the first floor, and the land-lords lived on the ground floor.<br />When we settled inside our small room, the first thing i asked dad was that how come no-one occupied this room earlier if its so cheap. Dad took it casually & said how do i know.. must be something..<br />Then the night fell, & we all went to sleep. Since it was a single room, so we had got a folding spread out in the room, & my sis & me slept on it, while my dad slept on the bed.<br />When everything was still & we had peacefully gone off to sleep, i suddenly heard voices. To be precise, i heard a lady singing in a haunting voice in our room!!!<br />We were sleeping with quilts spread out all over our head, & so i peeped out from inside to take a look.<br />What i saw was a lady standing inside our room, in a white saree.<br />i was alomst dead!<br />i dont know how i got a bit courage & I whispered to my dad: Dad, there's someone in our room!!"<br />Dad said-"Stop imagining things & go back to sleep."<br />& so i tried to stay still listening hard to that haunting voice & also keeping a look at her.<br />But then what happened froze me! At the next instant what happened was that lady looked at the place where i was lying and decide to come towards me. i thought i am dead!!<br />She stood next to where my head was. i froze! and i closed my eyes in terror.<br />She lightly lifted the quilt, and peeped inside. I thought if i act as if i'm sleeping & i havent seen her then she might go away.<br />& that is exactly what happened. She saw my eyes closed, gave one last fleeting look, & went away.<br />For a few seconds I couldnt gather up my strength to say anything!!<br />I was too happy to be alive.... & started thanking god with all my might!!<br />& while i was chanting God's name i heard bells ringing around me. i felt as if God himself is here to save me!! To give me strentgh!!<br />The bells started getting louder & louder.... and i heard voices and then i realised I was in my room sweating profusley with the alarm clock ringing at its top-most voice.....<br />I thought oh! Thankgod it was dream!!<br /><br />But then, was it really?? Keep wondering, while i myslef try to figure it out..... ;)What's in a namehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03545796577758481933noreply@blogger.com12