We lit up the sky..

I was just a star,

Shining alone in the sky,

Many stars crossed my path

But never managed to bring me down,

Then you came along

We clashed and collided,

And filled the night sky with light so bright

I think we blinded everyone that night.

 

Yes, you brought me down,

On this earth where I finally feel,

I feel joy and pain, love and anger,

I feel complete.

Now you are in my very veins

Running with my blood,

Invading my very heart and soul,

Filling me with you…

 

How can I live without you now?

I am just a body, infested with you

I am just a heart, filled with you

And I shudder to think

That there might be no “happily ever after”

 

But nothing lasts forever, things change

And I know you may move out of my range

But I will have THIS forever,

The moment when we collided,

When the universe came to a standstill

To watch us,

Yes, the night we lit up the sky…

Stretch of Life

Here we are…

Lying down on the ground

The greenery stretched all around us

With all its bounty and richness spread out for us

There’s a stream flowing  through this grassy meadow

It s sweet and pure water reflects our shadow

And in the midst of such serenity

Both of us lying down here, hand in hand

With nothing in our hearts but love.

 

And the water carries us,

It carries us in its very molecules in the tiniest forms that we can exist

And takes us to the thirsty drinkers

They drink in the water with us in it

And we are transferred into their bodies

We inhabit their very souls

We are them and they are we

We live with them and die with them

Becoming a part of their lives

Infusing our love in them somehow.

 

The strains of music flow down to our ears from somewhere

Who plays such beautiful music?

How do these notes come to the musician?

How does he create such beautiful harmony?

Such beauty, such peace, such divinity

This is nirvana I think.

 

I say goodbye to all my earthly companions

To my friends and enemies alike

And float upwards to you

To that divine synchronization

Of which I have only dreamed

But I have never experienced before.

 

We may or may not be here tomorrow,

But this moment is eternal,

Right now we are every lover who has ever existed

We are the past, the present and the future,

And in this moment we will live forever,

And so will we, like this,

Together forever.

 

The Child within…

I want to embrace the child within me,

With no pretension and no apologies.

Guess I have never really grown up,

There’s always a sense of wonder,

Of not knowing everything,

Of wanting to know more.

 

It is indeed a joyful state to be in,

I’m always enthusiastic,

Wanting life to unleash something new,

To surprise me, shock me. bring me to life.

 

The people around me categorize and analyse me,

They see me as a working adult woman,

And  think they know me.

But they don’t know that I’m just a simple child inside,

Wanting to go all around the world,

Discovering all that it has to offer.

 

Is this my blessing or my curse?

Is this a disease? Does it have  a cure?

Really, I don’t even care any more.

‘Cos I have realized one thing…

This is ME

And if the world can’t handle this child,

Well then, let it suffer !!

 

 

 

The death of the thinker

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The thinker is dead.

There’s nobody to mourn him.

‘A crazy good for nothing fellow, never did anything except sit around ‘is the best description that you get for him.

Really who cares about the thinker anyway?

It’s the age of action, of doing, not thinking.

Something happens; you do not think about it, you just move on.

That is the mantra……..the mantra to success and a good life.

 

But nobody could teach the thinker that.

He just thought and thought and did not know how to live his life without thinking.

He thought about the world and the people in it,

He thought about the wars that never end, the bombs that never stop exploding,

He thought about how we kill not only each other but also Mother Earth,

He thought about the strong getting one up on the weak and the weak not even protesting,

And then he thought about the things in this world that just do not change no matter what,

The purity of the mother’s love, the strength of the father’s presence

The hope and innocence of young love.

 

But then his brother saw a way to cure the thinker’s sickness,

He read in a journal about this machine that can suck out a person’s thoughts and leave in him only the urge to act.

So he bought such a machine and used it on his brother, the thinker.

After the act was done, the thinker could not think anymore.

His brother was very happy.

He said ‘My brother is going to act from today, he will not just sit and while away his time’,

And he did act,

The first thing he did was to jump off the terrace of his building because he did not know what to do.

And so he died.