Blur

Goosebumps on my heart
With toes curled in
In all the rain
that slithers down
The window pane

The pitter patter resonating
Head tucked into a shoulder
Warm and cozy
Haunting  memory?
Dream alive?

Thought blurs.
Of course.
I'm in love, aren't I?


4 July, 2011
Absurdly Hopeless, this time :P!

Time... enough

Time
Swirling in
Stabbing dust storms
Each mote, smoting upon
Tendernesses never to be...

Time, easing down, sometimes
Smoothing into oblivion,
Like stars fading in pearly dawn
Blanketed, never gone,
That icy cold...

Time, talking terms, making deals
Manouevering, manipulating...

Time, for me?
It's never time.

1 July, 2011
Absurdly timeless :)

Being Blessed...

...Is when you know for sure

There is one person who has the cure :)

For when you're dumped, dejected, stranded nowhere :)

Sick, befuddled, self-piteous, righteously angry, don't-want-to-care

... Is knowing too, how unconditional, how limitless, and how warm

How safe, caring, precious, those hands are; your shelter in any storm.

...Is finding that mother's lap, tucking your head down, snuggling close

Saying farewell, to all those things that are determined to make you morose :)

Being Blessed is knowing your mother.

And knowing, like her, there is no other :) :)

Happy Birthday Mummy!

You are the still point in all our turning, churning lives!

May we always be blessed to have the shield of your love

And may we always remember, we are because YOU ARE :) :)

15 May, 2011

(The egg-less cake was an unqualified success this time. Thanks to a Tarla Dalal recipe :P )

My Sun Child II

I dreamed you up,
Years before you ever showed up

And laughed at the way you turned so true
To the way I wished you would be... YOU!

Ticklish and tender, like this one
Any mom would be proud, to have this SON!

All the same, I'm special glad, you're mine
Before anyone else, for you, can pine!

This rhyme is pretty awful, it's a chryme
Still, couldn't let this day pass without a chime

For you, just you, on this beautiful day
That marks your sunny birthday!

I wish the cake I'd baked had risen tall
And stayed soft, like you :) ; instead it chose, to fall...

Still it matters naught a pin
'Coz my baking's not worth the din

I always make when I brag and boast!
So here's to you, a nice peppy toast...

May the blues be chased away, and may all things be sweet and pink :)
May all your dreams, each one, be tinged with the joy of a magic ink
That shall write itself, and draw out those pictures bright, and make you blink
In sheer surprise, amazement, wonder, awe just as if it were from Fairy Tink!

And so I end my chryme, dearest one, saying so...
I love you, but of course, that you already know :)
But never shall I tire, of saying this, all aglow :) :)

God Bless! May your ship always find safe harbour, and pleasant winds, and take you to lands of your dreams! Happy Birthday, Arjun!

Reasons and Seasons

Did I ever need reason?
Realization dawned.
Just yesterday.

When, all of a sudden
The masks fell, and
Dammed emotion
Broke its bounds.

In our million moments
Togetherness - taken for granted?
Acceptance - given, denied
Rationalized, ignored.

Do I know you?
Am I still that mystery
You claimed I was?

The hurricane of trauma
When it struck
Put us on that hurdy-gurdy
Of an endless roller-coaster ride.
Pain. How many kinds are there?
All I know is this:
Each day I find one more.

And yet.
A Blessing.
A Benediction.
Invisible, tightly bound
Strongly held,
We were pulled together-
Into the eye of the storm.

Limp, spent, exhausted
We just hold each other close.
No more words-
Only tears - each drop, gracious
Each, only ours - not yours, not mine.





It is the season of knowing
Of Thanksgiving
Of Completeness-
Finding one more piece of
Each other-
That fit, just so right.

That's reason enough.
For now.

7 April, 2011

A Safe Passage

For all those yesterdays
That you don't want me
To recall-

For all those memories
You want me to set free
From my stubborn hold-

For all the love, I thought, I had
In those yesterdays, with those memories...

You now offer me
A deal.

You promise me this:

That only in their redemption
and safe passage into the
Place they belong - the Past,
Will I find myself again;
And Love-
With you.

An offer I cannot refuse;
Stepping out of my past,
and into the circle of your love,

I am finally
Redeemed;

And captivated!

13 October, '07