Thursday, December 27, 2007

That Moment

Dreamy eyes open across a pillow top,
It seems for this moment time will stop,
A frozen moment without stain.

Your body close to mine,
Our hearts beat in time,
With a smile of simple pleasure,
This moment should last forever.

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Your Presence

Your Presence around is
Like a golden sparkle on the tip of a rose
Fragrance in the Air,
The tingle of your fingertip like a phrase spoken in silence
Seeing myself in your eyes and smiling like a newly wedded bride
Waking up in the morning to see you by my side
Seeking my horizon at the ridge, seeing you in the midnight under the blanket of moonlight
Holding your hand, I fall asleep
You stroke my soul, succumbing to the numbness that surround my heart...."

I wake up from the dream
And then I begin to sing
Not just the words
But the tear and the Pain....

Was that dream better or the one I see today
Or is it just different
As everybody Say?

Lines... My worded thoughts

With no words except "I don't know" I failed to say anything to u but this is the time when I wish that u can listen to my heart .. SPEAK....

" A girl who was reasonably bright, recognized as Butterfly, who used to dream high , one day , that one day fell apart....

She trusted someone with all her heart and married him with a dreams in her eyes and hope in her heart, one day fell apart...

He said " U r a big ZERO" and those words were scarred there to not to go and it rips her apart even today and this girl, in bits and pieces each day falls apart......

People said that she is not willing to let go my past but once shattered, this life takes lifetime to get together......

Memories

I will be there in the clouds...
In the birds that fill the air,
In the beauty of a fragrant rose,
You will find my memory there...

Thursday, December 20, 2007

YERCAUD :- A nice place for a short Break…

Long weekend. Friday adding value to your Saturday and Sunday. Waste no time, pack a light bag with a pair of track shoes, 2 jeans, a light woolen and a few cents…

Where are we planning to spend this weekend? Ooty, Simla or Nanital? How about Yercaud? YERCAUD?? Never heard about it. Where is it? Sounds like a small village to me! If that is what you are thinking about this untouched hill station, than its time you make your imagination go places!!

Commonly called “ Poor Man’s Ooty”, Yercaud is placed in the heart of Tamil Nadu and you can cover the distance from Bangalore in 4-5 hours by road. 1515 meters above sea level is Yercaurd, 333 sq. km in extent. The maximum temperature is 29 Celsius. The population is 32,746 and most of the people are tribal. It takes an hour of negotiating 20 adventurous hair-pin bends to reach the peak.

There one enters Yercaud and you get to see bright smiles on the faces of localities and a spark in their eyes to see tourists, (and if you happen to be turbaned Sikhs, it makes it worth watching their expressions.)

One of the important places is the Pagoda point. The Pagoda Point is so known because a number of pyramid-like structures abound here. The locals believe in Anjaneya temple’s powers and people’s devotion in it. One can get a full view of Salem from here. One can go boating for Rs.20. The one kilometer lake is surrounded by trees all round. To make it more attractive, they have made a small amusement park as well. Yercaud is less expensive than other tourist destinations and is preferred by people who want to spend less and relax more. By car, the expense is Rs.400 only, for a full tour of Yercaud. Tamilnadu Hotel offers rooms at very economical rates,” And if you enjoy taking long walks, than all you need to do is wake up at 5:00 am and with your sports shoes on, just let yourself go for a quite walk. All that you need to keep in mind is, the name of your resort. (I lost my way back to the resort and managed it back with the help of locals there).

What if Yercaud is called “ Poor man’s Ooty”, if one is able to enjoy a lovely weekend and pay less for it, are we going to call it a bad Bargain??

Friday, December 7, 2007

Just go for it!

Rohan and Jasmine are sitting alone in their car one night.

Jasmine: I guess we are the left overs in this world.

Rohan: I think so. All of my friends have girlfriends and we are only
the two persons left in this world without any special person in our
life.

Jasmine: Yes I don't know what to do?

Rohan: I know! Let's play one game.

Jasmine: What game?

Rohan: I'll be your boy friend for the coming 30 days and you will be my girl friend.

Jasmine: That sounds great!

DAY 1:

They watch their first movie and they both got touched by the romantic film.

DAY 3:

They went to the beach togethar as Jasmine had not seen a beach and always dreampt of walking on th beach with someone special. Rohan and Jasmine walked together for hours and felt close..

DAY 10:

Rohan invited Jasmine to an amusement park and they rode on a Dragon. Jasmine was scared and she wanted to hold Rohan's hand but she touched someone else's hand and they both laughed.

DAY 13:

They saw a fortune teller down the road and they asked for their
future and the fortune teller said: "My darling, Please don't
waste the time of your life. Spend the rest of your time together
happily".

DAY 19:

Jasmine invited Rohan to go to the hill and they walked up and down the hill and enjoyed nature's beauty togethar. Rohan closed his eyes and prayed!

DAY 23:

Jasmine and Rohan were driving down the bumpy road when Jasmine gave her first kiss to Rohan by accident.

DAY 29:

9:00 pm

Jasmine and Rohan were sitting in their car where they first decided to play this game.

Rohan: I'm tired Jasmine . Do you want any Ice cream ? I'll buy you one.

Jasmine: I would love that but please let me buy it for you this time.

Jasmine: Wait for me here. I will buy it for us and join you here.

Jasmine took a long time to return and Rohan started getting worried for her.

20 minutes later, a stranger approached Rohan.

Stranger: Are you a friend of Jasmine?

Rohan: yes? Who are you? Why are you asking me that?

Stranger: A reckless drunk driver ran over Jasmine and she is critical in the hospital.

Late that night:

The doctor stepped out of the ICU and he handed out a letter.

Doctor: We found this in Jasmine's pocket

Rohan reads the letter and it says:

Rohan, these past few days, I realized you are a really nice person and I have really fallen for you. Your smile,your touch, your fragrance, your everything when we were together.

Before this game would end I would like you to be my boy friend for the rest of my life.
I love you Rohan.

Rohan crumples the paper and tears rolled down his cheeks:

"Jasmine ! I don't want you to die. I love you. Remember that night when
we went to that hill and I prayed , I prayed that I wish we would be
together forever and never end this game. Please don't leave me
Jasmine. I love you!

Jasmine's heart stopped pumping.

IT WAS THE 30TH DAY.

Show your loved ones how you feel for them before it is too late. You will never know when they will be gone from your embrace. Tell them how much you love them while they are around you.

So if you love someone, tell them. If you have it hidden in your heart just say it You are reducing the beautiful time of your life.

Your life is decreasing day by day, by one day per day.

This one day could have been better if you would have been together.

So just go for it.

Is loving someone and showing him/her how you feel for them so difficult?

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Unleashed Words - A writer's Imagnation

My husband is a Chartered Accountant by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders and when he holds me in his strong arms.

I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to relationships and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me .
One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.
"Why?" he asked, shocked.

"I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!" I answered.

He kept silent the whole night. My feeling of disappointment only increased; here was a man who can't even express his quandary, what else can I hope from him? And finally he asked me:
"What can I do to change your mind?"

Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered: " Here is a question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me??" He said" I will give u your answer tomorrow..."

My hopes just sank by listening to his response. I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table , that goes...........

"My dear, I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons ...
This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.

When you use the computer you always mess up the software programs, and u cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs.

You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you.

You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city; I have to save my eyes to show you the way.

You always have the cramps whenever your good friend approaches every month; I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.

You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand....and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your face......

Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do....I could not pick that flower yet, and die.....".

My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting.......and as I continued on reading....

I rushed to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk and bread.....

Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower ..........

That's life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness...

Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form....

Flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship.
Under all this, the pillar of true love stands....and that's our....... Love, not words win arguments.............

Propriety

Smiles, controlled Smiles...
Talking, discreet Talking....
I repeat for days,
Till I am so proper that I cant recognise if its
Me!

Monday, December 3, 2007

Nirvana

Before I fall asleep,
Let me touch the sky,
Shed the skin, the pain,
Petals await the flower....

Is that You!

I see you smile across the phone,
I smell the musk of your cologne,
I feel the moisture of your hair,
Hello! Is anybody there?