His montage

He rode across the high and low
Painting his montage, so free
Twinkle, the sky above
And surpassing the usual gleam
He felt, he knew the touch so well
Embracing the power to be
The less face that was put up
Was too superficial not to see
With silent steps and lowered eyes
She passed him once, unnoticed
And then again an eon later
He saw, he knew that touch so well
This time he would not let her go
This time he ruled his destiny
He waited too long
He waited too far
This time he knew it was meant to be.

Her montage

Perky and cheery,
Fizzy and gay
Hopeful of all good
Vivacious to stay…
Boomerang, more often than not
Swaying her away
Motive in question
Silence at bay
Walking away from harmony
Or was it? She did not know
He passed her in her stillness
The outcome would follow
Sometimes, life’s biggest questions
Are answered in a moment
That moment, the epicenter
Of her montage, her love
She stopped him, in wait
He stopped her, in time
She knew he was the moment
She knew he would not leave,
Patient and sublime,
All good was to come.

There is...

To every breath
And every step,
To every stance
And all chaos...
To each and everyone
To every set and dawn
From every part and sight
From all depths and heights...
To me from you
And all around
To souls and to bodies
To words and to sounds...
There is a story...

Pearls...

Rolling down the rocky hills...
Going towards their destiny...
Soft, serene, inward turmoil
Seeds and plants of ecstasy...
A belief, so shattered
A heart, so broken...
A smile well-taken
A root so shaken...
The pearl rolled down
And reached her lips
It kissed her good bye
And plunged into the abyss...
She wondered how many would sacrifice
Their lives, their memories, their price
As she thought some more, some more
One more headed for the fall...

An ocean of...

See! 

Splashing into a ripple

Hear! 

Thundering lines and waves

Touch!

Soft and warm, her touch

Feel!

Secure and owned, forever

Embrace!

The only one there ever was

Move!

Only together and no more

Smile!

So lucky and content

Stay!

Awakened and blessed...

a miss...

We sat alone, together,
A shield, unknown, unforeseen...
He lent a hand, I pushed away
I lent him mine, he did the same…
As the twilight dawned upon,
His shadows curled, his presence gone...
I did not ask him
He did not stay…
Now, I wish he hadn’t left
The place he had, lies bereft…
He taught me how to smile and talk
He held my hand when I tried to walk
Nothing could touch me or do any harm
Sometimes, I wish times hadn’t changed
He would still love me
All would be the same
I had it all and then some more…

Enough???

Why? I wonder this too often... One should not be too tolerant... It comes back and hurts you way more than it would if you knew when to say enough...

6 years ago, my friend asked me "Sabah, when would you say 'ENOUGH'?"... He had heard this question in a Brad Pitt & Julia Roberts movie. It didnt take me more than a few seconds to say "Never!!! I think if you care enough, you can find a way... I would keep trying..." Life has taught me otherwise...

So you may ask, what is wrong in keeping on trying?? In fact, isn't it great that you never give up... I would reply that "giving up" is very different... I am the biggest believer of the school of thought that teaches that nothing is impossible if you try hard enough... But there is also a very thin line between reality and insanity... And more often than not, I have found myself at the wrong side of that line...

I am 23 years old and I still find it difficult to say "no" to people... I think it is rude... Or maybe, I thought it was... Very few people understand the right time to say "ENOUGH"... Some say it too early while some like me, wont stop trying...

Its a great attitude when it comes to work... I end up getting what I want that way... But people are another story... To sum it up, life works wonders on you... It keeps teaching you the same lesson in different ways till you finally understand and accept it... But by then, its time for another...

For her...

dedicated to the mother i met in the bus 2 years ago... she lost her young daughter and son-in-law in an ST accident a few days after their child was born... the son-in-laws' parents said the child must go to an orphanage... but she didnt let them... she said, "she would be Abhishek's mother from that day and that while she lived, he would have the best home she could give him"... i was filled with respect and admiration for her that very instant... i prayed to God for the child's smiling face, her long and happy life and told her "he is a very lucky boy; he has you"... her eyes was moist...

holding him close
she caressed his soul,
she was an epitome of virtue
of love and strength, so bold...
he kept far enough
to know she was around
he wanted to be stubborn
but didnt risk the anger bound...
the bond exists, we see
it stretches out the pain
the feeling overcomes her fears
no care for the world of disdain...
a salute goes out for the bravery
a heartfelt wish for the love
the suppressed hurt emerges
and the next its put to shove...
she pats his being to sleep
her breath waiting for his next
all battles and struggles surmount
all fears and woes annexed...

there... again...

she moved with the wind
she swayed with the current...
imprisoned, claustrophobic
why? again? there?
freedom... just for once...
she didn't... she tried...
she called out... he heard...
he didn't listen...
did she matter?
the world went on...
she called once more...
listen listen listen
white noise... silence...
she tried again...
this time the voice would not come...
buried.. deep within...
it now lies... hoping it would
maybe some day...
the day did not come...
nor did she...
nor did he...

their tale...

He walked along the vast terrain
Oblivious to what lay beyond
His search had taken countless years
Yet, his unwavering self kept going on…
His armor kept him safe and estranged
Undeterred, his mettle walked him through
All, but one wound that did not heal
The perforation that did not reseal…
And then,
Something caught his long-lost attention
He followed his sight to the luring outline
She sat very still, composed, almost unhumanly
Her eyes glistening in the shadows…
Her radiance encompassed his being
And he felt weightless, unburdened
As he was lifted across the expanse
Guided to the warmth of her soul…
He felt closer than ever before
Before him, stood the end of a long wait
He succumbed to every feeling inside
There was nothing to fear and nothing to hide…
She looked up at him and smiled
Her eyes narrated stories untold
The indiscernible bond strengthened
As they stood through the years, warm and cold…
The tear in his armor healed itself
Her tears in decades were wiped away
A happiness unheard of bloomed and swayed
Traveled far with time and space
The story of this mighty knight and his damsel
Is talked about to this day…

indebted...

Curling my fingers and hopping away
You readied me to face the world
Then time flew by so quickly, so much
I couldn’t remember the moment they unfurled…
All in a blur, eons swept by
I stood all alone, just one in a million
But it felt unique and it felt so proud
I was in reality, one in a million…
You taught to be one on my own,
You taught me not the tricks or ways
It was the edge, the black and white
I did not need to learn the task
It was imbedded, instilled and cast
I am whom you made me into
You did not wait to accept the gratitude
Forever, always, I am to you
Indebted…