Indelible Musings

What's my aim? Do I know or not? Staring aimlessly at the horizons, That look back at me Seeking answers That I have not. I try to confide in the unknown surroundings, What's gone shall never return, But what lies in the present and the future, Shall be self governed. Yes, I shall be the writer of my destiny But how? For an aimless vision stares at me I am blinded, god knows with what I am burdened, or is it my mind That's crippled by thoughts. My heart yearns to make peace with my mind, But.. Here I am, hardened like stone Still like a potrait, Closed like a shell, Aloof like that barren tree Standing tall on the road that I see, Don't I know? What indeed is my aim? Or is it my oblivion Forcing me to ignore the same.

Okay. This post took me quite a while to write. Not just the regular editing, re-writing, re-phrasing, beautifying (not much), etc etc but also feeding, playing, chatting with my baby kept me away from writing this blog. My previous post had mentioned how keen I was to pen down my thoughts. This post too is somewhat going flashback. No, I am not revisiting all the nine months of my pregnancy rather sharing an observation that I made during those nine months. This is one observation that I had long back but it just got better in the past few months. It’s about the people around me- Family, friends, colleagues, acquaintances, “Facebook” friends etc. January 4th, 2014 was when I came to Delhi with my mother. Yes, I had quit my job. Not many knew of this except a few close friends, who met me in Delhi and of course, my colleagues and family. In fact, many would get to know through this blog post that I have been jobless since January :-D But like I have always been, I kept myself occup...

Here I come with all the happiness Thinking about how to spend my time with you.   And, such is the time that I don't get to see you I try hard to keep you with me But you are such a nuisance, who does not be with me.   I miss your very presence, but you are least bothered You don't understand that I love you.   Why do I always have to reiterate every word of mine? Are my expressions so hard to understand? Or is it that you want to be away from all that is yours.   You don't understand that I  love you, Or should I say you do? but you pretend not to.   Try and understand As it is not an easy task to do, Learning, Living and Loving, all are juxtaposed within.   You have to understand that  I love you, As I know you do, but you pretend not to.   Do not be heartless, Do not be ruthless, I beg thee, understand Listen to your inner conscience, Listen to what your heart says, Let your sense and sensibility prevail, In the end, it will be your love.   Yo...