Peace

Before wishing for world peace you must wish for our own peace. This might sound selfish, but it's only when you are peaceful you can  find, see, feel and accept peace around you. If you are not, you will only find hell in heaven. Otherwise it's heaven even in hell.

Addiction

I asked you to quit smoking
You said you would try
You said you would reduce
You said you would do it slowly
But you did not
You are addicted

Now you ask me to forget you
To move on
To not talk of our love
To not be emotional
To be blind against all those wonderful moments we shared
But I can't
I am addicted to you too

The ultimate question

He left her because he found her irritating
He left her because he did not think they were compatible
He left her because he thought she was dumb
He left her because he thought their intellect did not match
He left because he thought she was crazy
He left her because he found her wrong in whatever she did
But not one fault did she find in him
Was it because he was perfect or was it because she loved him over all the imperfections?
Neither him nor her knows the answer to this ultimate question

Birth of the copy writer in me

11:30 AM

My first day at the new office. The office is a small set up with a handful of people. They welcomed me as if into their own family. Being the first day, I have no work to do, or at least nothing until the main person comes in and assigns me some work. So here I am, sitting at my desk, with the laptop on, yet a little bored since I joined with the only aim of keeping myself engaged rather than cluttering my mind with nonsense. Hoping I would be given some work soon. 

To be a little relieved from this nothingness, I went and stood near the window, staring out of it onto the road. The road is deserted for most of the time except for some vehicles passing by, not so frequently. Not even a single human soul on the road. There is a beautiful apartment building adjacent to this office. The first thing I wished was if I could buy a flat in it. God knows if that would ever be possible. Not a dream though. It’s just a wish. Now, what is the difference between a wish and a dream? To me, I wish for a lot of things. But not necessarily with the hope of getting them all done. But dreams are advanced form of wishes. Once I dream of something, I want it fulfilled no matter what, and if not, that makes me very sad from within.

The apartment is painted in red, grey and white, clearly the visualization of someone very creative. The structure is also good to take a look at. By the look of it, all the flats are occupied. The balcony of the first floor displays an array of tiny little baby clothes hung for drying. Some of the balconies are adorned with flowerpots, some has chairs and some are abandoned. 

Not wanting to give a wrong impression to my new colleagues, I reluctantly withdrew into the office room again. The room is now so silent, which is becoming unbearable for me with passing time. It is entirely different from Aol., my previous office, where I have at times coveted one moment of silence due to a lot of energetic activities occurring at the same time. 

I asked for a portfolio of the works done by the agency, just to get familiar with the clients, and the kind of works that are offered to them from our end. There are not many clients, but the ones existing are renowned in the market. I scanned trough the portfolio in less than half an hour and was soon back to my kingdom of boredom. But I can’t complain. I am new. It will take some time for me as well as them to entrust me with some real work as well as some hearty conversations. Until then, I will keep scribbling on this notepad, whatever it is that occurs to me.

                                                                       

                                                                               xxx

  

5:45 PM

15 minutes more until my first day in the office gets over. By noon, the mood of the day took a 180 degree turn. The day as well as the office turned unbelievably lively and active. It became something like a marriage where a lot of aunties get together and where all of them want to talk at the same time and do not have the patience to wait for their turn. Works kept coming to me one after the other. I did not get time to admire the apartment afterwards and I could finally sigh in relief that I won’t have to sit idle ever. Without experience in copy writing, I was a little disappointed with myself thinking I wouldn’t be able to bring out a good performance. But then, I know I need some moulding and crafting just like how my new boss says, and with time, all of us believe I would get better. J

Confused?

I am rooted like a rock
when you call me by my name
awaken from a shock
try to prove i'm not insane

you tell me and I nod
as if 'got it right'
but it's out of mind
soon as you're out of sight

I came to say something
can't recall what it is
and pretend it is as grave
as international peace

yes and that is final
that is my decision
next moment it's changed
the reason being tension

explain things over and over
with umpteen ifs and buts
in loneliness I feel sober
but with people I go nuts

at times so irritating
like an endless traffic jam
at times so sweet and loving
a confused soul that I am

Celebrate life

sync with the nature
your ultimate teacher
fly with the leaves
floating in the breeze
sing with the birds
songs from their worlds
glow with the sun
in life's longer run
drizzle with the rain
letting sorrows drain
roar with the thunder
see happiness surrender
shine with the stars
let go of wounds and scars
sleep with the night
with a mind feather-light
wake with the dawn
let this go on and on