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‘Run’ life

4 Aug

And you thought you were running the life – you such a fool, it runs you makes you jog then hop then walk and run uphill. There is absolute fair reward system in all this excruciating routine it paves for you. It makes you witness some of the most experiential moments, how gently it puts you in front of a pit and teaches you to avoid it while you are still huffing and puffing with your jog. How skillfully it introduces you to some fabulous joyous moments which you want to keep visiting back while you continue rest of your jog forward. How wonderfully it does not let you look back and if you are persistent still- it puts a hump in your path which you unless jump; shall fall. As you fall, it strikes the ground so hard against your face that you collect all your bruises together to gain the strength of standing up. Then at that moment you start jogging again, this time more gently, cautiously, willfully with little more awareness in blink of your eyes- lessons of humps met with and learnt from so far playing as some soulful songs in your earphone. As you cover the next few milestones, it exposes you to changing paths, fellow joggers, passerby who are running faster than you- some you want to overlook and some you pick to get inspired from. It presents you with this great mix of lot- some bright some dull colors. You look high up at the sky and now it does not seem as high as it was when you started your jog. As you continue the remaining laps- LIFE smiles back at you as it knows you still think you are jogging because you want to but it knows you are jogging because it is making you to.

Black the new color of hope-

17 Jan

Black the new color of hope it is. No color look as vivacious as it does unless it emerges from black. Astonishing how a color not so in existence of itself makes its presence felt right when you divert your view to the colors emerging from it. Strong it acts as a backdrop for them, bold and black. A platform so hearty that it stands never for itself but for the ones emerging from it. Black- my new color of light it is. Thinnest of ray looks zesty peeping out of its black windows. Tiniest of ray looks spirited and staunch. Making its existence count. Black- my definite color of base. All my most fragile thoughts get perceived so rugged with black as framework. All of them appear so distinct yet enduringly tied to each other through black threads. Black is my color of new sun – not bright but strong it is. It’s absorbs all foulness in it and emits just the sparkling colors of hope and life. Black as black it can be- thick in its most thin form. It appears and stays just like my thoughts. It’s not tender but gallant in its presence. Black- my color of smiles and warmth. It dissolves worst of energies and generates most absorbing warmth. Black my color of hide and seek. It will show only what you want it to expose. It will remain true to you, transparent only to you – dauntless faithful black it is.

Knock knock – Year 2013 Reporting!

1 Jan

Ok done with writing:
‘Happy New Year’
They came running wishing me best for the new year adding subjectivity of the word ‘happy’ to it. Happiness to me is fanciful. That wish of first ‘new’ year and that too ‘happy’ got me curious- how do we assert its a new year? How do we wish it to be a ‘happy’ one? Well by virtue of earth’s revolution around its arena? Scientific and boring! Who really even thinks of that completion when they wish each other ‘New Year’? Why will anyone be happy for ‘Earth’ to complete its revolution on its sphere? Those concepts are forbidden forgotten in science text books. New year- for me what I make unconventional out if it is going to be new and hot off the press and a beginning to another round of earth’s revolution around the planet’s partners of its domain. Just like nature does not claim it to be a new year but just another meeting of beginning and retiring points, I perceive it to be juncture of some crowning learnings, some feelings in swing and revolution, some commencements and strengthening of new bonds, some gestures and mints of fine smiles, with same sun rays, same Mother Nature, same earth, same moon, same feelings and same people around I intend to get new bonds, new heart connects, new knowledge cakes, new warmth, new fragrances and new stakes. I claim it to be a new year for meeting point of alpha and cessation. Happy or Sad is intuitive but yes it is ‘New’.

Songs of the mind

10 Sep

Surprising it is how songs playing in my head change as day progresses in various phases. From soothing sunrise songs to immense energetic beats of preparation for hours to come, transforming to stable peaceful songs of drive – setting my thoughts into perspective on my way to work. They turn more quiet as I punch in my ID card entering the office premises. They become my companion with little touch of piano and saxophone as I get involved in my daily office chores. The saxophone gets replaced by more soothing tinch of jazz and flute as evening sets in. While the day closes and mind is rich with fresh memories of the day – connection are made with old wires of thoughts making new circuits, new sparks, new glimpse of power and energy.
Sun sets down leaving my songs more meaningful and deep. Now they jingle in my eyes as much as in my head. Way back to home is filled with introspection, orange like the setting sun. Rich with warmth of sun shining bright the entire day. Now the songs are not just heard but listened as well . They narrate me the story of the day, they teach me the lessons I missed and leave me more warmly pumped up. As the moon and stars appear on my Windows’s curtains, asking me to go to sleep- my songs are of love, cries, silence, experiences, laughters, togetherness, separation, talks, touch, creativity, opportunities, betterment, brightening darkness and hope. Off to sleep…with a tear at the corner of the eye- at times of happiness, at other times of missing contentment…