Monday, May 31, 2010

A Bombay Summer

It's the fag end of May
And unbearably hot
And when living in Bombay
I'm gonna sweat, whether I want to or not...
For no matter where I go
I can't escape the heat
Air-conditioning is the Nirvana I know
But locked indoors, how long do you think myself I can keep?
And then once outdoors
At the humidity I hurl abuse
Important work or small chores
I'd avoid them all, if I could so choose!
But hey, I'm still smiling
And I'm happily bearing the discomfort at noon
For every cloud has a silver lining
And this one ends with the arrival of my beloved monsoon!

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

The "Why your dreams don't let you wake up" Theory

If you wanna wake up early and you have set an alarm, like me, I'm sure a lot of you too have trouble rising with the alarm. I blame it on our dreams.
Inevitably, the mind does dream rather prolifically in the morning. So if you're in the middle of a good dream, you lounge around the bed a little longer hoping to see out the rest of it. On the contrary, if you're having a bad dream, you wanna lounge around longer because you figure, now that I'm awake, I might as well fix this dream up with a happy ending.
Sadly, on both counts, we end up losing to the time-bound realities of societal life...
Whoever you are that wants me to wake up early in the morning, know this, I'm not late because I am tardy, I'm late early in the mornings because of the sub-conscious nature of my dreams!
And if you have no trouble waking up in the morning, that's just sad. Largely because it means you don't dream enough...and as a recent research report by some fancy western university suggests, the most intelligent people are the ones that dream the most!

(Of course, this also implies that I'm one of the most intelligent people on the planet since I seem to indulge in plenty of day-dreaming in addition to all the regular dreaming at night!)

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

The Day Before Tomorrow...

Sitting here after a very long time
I laugh at myself wondering how i got caught,
When'd i begin towing their line
And become a part of everything I'd fought,
Before they'd come, I would read every sign
And dodge the rat-race...or at least so I'd thought,
But here I am, my life no longer just mine
I've forgotten what it was, that once I'd sought,
A calm indifference within and with it, I seem just fine
Happy with the little compromise that on my hands I've got,
I watch the sun setting on what seems no more than a distant horizontal line
The ocean on the horizon that once to me signified such a lot,
But hey, I'm back on marine drive and with half a decent rhyme
And maybe not all hope is lost,
For who knows, to chase my dreams, there may still be a time
And may be, the day before tomorrow wouldn't be all for nought!

Monday, May 17, 2010

I know what came first, the chicken or the egg!

It was the egg!

The explanation is simple...I can only cook for my frame of reference, the egg came first...the chicken are yet to arrive!

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Judgemental Relativity

This one draws inspiration from thoughts brought forth by Ria and her post.
It is also my attempt at putting to rhyme thoughts running in my previous post.

Deny it all you like
But you're just like me,
And as much as I hate admitting it
I end up in judgemental relativity...

I know you wanna believe
That there are no rights or wrongs
That like a cup o' coffee
The brew varies from light to strong...

But there are just two sides
And there lies nothing in between
In the greyness, I stubbornly justify
The darkness that I want unseen...

Yeah, I've made my mistakes
And try as I might, I'm gonna make some more
Even if I hate watching me falter
And I hate feeling bruised and sore...

But how could I have not fallen
If I chose to unsee the dark?
When I stopped asking awkward questions?
And didn't want answers for they were stark?

But enough of being human
My own weakness I must now fight
No more friggin lame excuses
I know what's wrong and I'm gonna go ahead and do what's right...

Judgemental...but relatively speaking!

Here's the theorem:

"Whatever you do, is good or bad, in my books, only in reference to what I do..."

And deny it all you like, we all have the same tendency...and as much as I hate doing it, I do end up in a world of relativity. Is it right or wrong? Well, for the rest of the world, like they say, there are no rights or wrongs, just shades of grey that seem darker to some and brighter to others.
But to me, everything is either right or wrong. And there is nothing in between. But sometimes, I lead myself to believe there is greyness to justify the dark. And I have made my mistakes. And I still continue making my mistakes. And it is irritating to find myself faltering sometimes. But don't get me wrong. I love falling down. And I enjoy mustering up the strength it takes to rise back up again.

And it happens when I stop asking myself those awkward questions and I ignore those unwanted answers.

Like right now...and it helps me realise I'm human.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Boring Day - The spoof on Lonely Day, System of a Down

I'm at work, incredibly bored and SOAD is playing in my kill time, I just replaced lonely with boring...not very creative I agree but quite effective as you might find out!

Such a boring day
And it's mine
The most boring day in my life

Such a boring day
Should be banned
It's a day that I can't stand

The most boring day of my life
The most boring day of my life

Such a boring day
Shouldn't exist
It's a day that I'll never miss

Such a boring day
And it's mine
The most boring day of my life

And if you go,
I wanna go with you
And if you quit,
I wanna quit with you
Throw this job and walk away

The most boring day of my life
The most boring day of my life
The most boring day of my life

Such a boring day
And it's mine
It's a day that I am glad I survived.

Monday, May 10, 2010

For Pepeo!

I'm walking down a path
That though I've chosen
Is nothing more than mundane
For everything along lies frozen,
No flowers to line the way
Nor leaves making merry on the trees
I've stopped wishing on the winds
For there's a chill even on the breeze,
But life's funny sometimes
And finds ways to leave you surprised
In the chill of all the frost
In my path, suddenly flitters that butterfly!
On wings bellowed on hopes
She leaves me staring in her wake
With the warmth of her dreamy flight
She brings alive, the long-frozen lake,
As she floats over the ripples
I follow her and wet my toes
Mesmerized by her beauty and grace
I stand afar and watch her real close...
Then as suddenly as she'd come
She's gone and I sigh,
And once again, I am left longing
For whence I'd see, that flittering-fluttering butterfly!

Thursday, May 06, 2010

Vague Words on My Pillow...

As I drift off, I'm wondering of you
And what your dreams would be like tonight
What kinda world would your mind brew
Or would it be your heart that'll take flight?
I'm hoping though that you'll dream of me
Just a little, if not too much
That I may infatuate you, or maybe
Even be the object of your love!
So I wish I had something intelligent to say
Like a Wordsworth poem written under a willow
To leave you dreaming of me...but hey
All I have are these vague words conjured on my pillow...