Monday, December 26, 2011

Waiting Game!

As a kid growing up, for a large part I used public transport to travel back and forth. Had a lot of other kids for company, made a lot of friends, used to be a riot ride every day; but there was one problem – the wait. Sadly, the proverbial “no bus for hours, then two in a row” isn’t something that just London can boast of – surely my laid back, then-home-of-the-nawabs-and-now-mine can stake as much claim to it. Anyways, so the point was that often I ended up waiting at the bus stop, for quarter of an hour, half hour, three quarters and sometimes longer – never ending! And there began my deep dislike for waiting for something and it continues to this day. There are things I enjoy less and some even lesser, but of most things ‘waiting’ has to be one of the least.

I thought of myself for most part an impulsive and impatient kid, and thought may be waiting wasn’t something that I was meant to – it wasn’t in my scheme of things. But then I realized that there were in fact some scenarios I did wait, I could wait. It was then I realized that it wasn’t the wait but uncertainty that bothered me. Every day after school, my wait could be anywhere between five minutes to well over an hour… I realized it was the underlying uncertainty that was the bane of my existence.

And as days went on, I realized that many times in my life, I bore uncertainty myself! I enjoyed a few unknown, surprises made me happy and challenging the unknown horizon wasn’t that bad after all. So I crossed out ‘waiting’ I crossed out ‘uncertainty’ and I was staring back at nothingness again! So why was it that I found it so difficult to wait for the bus?

The answer lay in a line that goes “every time I want to give up, I end up thinking about every moment I’ve held on for” … and then the fog clears up. Yes of course! I wait for five minutes… the moment I think of giving up, I realize I’m five minutes into it guess another five couldn’t be bad. Another five, another quarter, another half… every hour put into wait, it seemed to pull me further away from the desire to pull out of it. In case of a bus, I put a very small part of me into the wait, in case of other things much significant or all of me into it.

Some say that certain things are worth their weight in gold! And how easily it could be that some things are worth their wait in gold!! Sounds so similar, doesn’t it! But I’m not hoping, or was ever hoping to strike gold! The wait, is difficult because I don’t know how to, when to! It’s a struggle – logic suggesting that anytime is a good time – the longer the unsuccessful wait the greater the clamor to pull out, but then there is a heart that doesn’t quite know the same. It waits and waits and waits… hoping it doesn’t wilt or wither!

Like with love-making, you dont wanna pull out too soon - whats the fun; or too late - opps! And the fact that, if you keep thinking, you are less likely to enjoy it! And you can stop thinking only when you know its surely what you want to be doing!

I’m with my heart – because quite often I end up in a wait – sometimes by design, sometimes by accident… and that’s why I guess I don’t enjoy it as much! Its often a tussle, it is always a question that I don’t have answer to… its always a catch-22, always devil and the deep sea…

Always lonely and unsettling…

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Sunrise


Touches the world,
Yet feels so mine!
Of the simple joys in life,
Surely one is feeling the sunshine!!
It could scorch the earth,
At its peak and height!
Yet on a winter morn,
Nothing like some sunlight!!
To our ordinary lives,
Springing a new surprise!
His gift each day,
Is a bright new sunrise!!

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Always!


Sometimes in vein so light
Sometimes in a bitter fight
Sometimes by the roadside
Sometimes in just my inside
Sometimes I’d shout
Sometimes I’d sit stout
Sometimes moody
At times touch broody
At all times I’m loving you!!

Sometimes there’s no measure
Never a bigger treasure
Sometimes on the highway
Even when I want it my way
Sometimes I yell
Cried when I fell
Sometimes desperate
At times desolate
At all times I’m loving you!!

Times when I say it out
Sometimes that I don’t
Sometimes in my cry
Till the moment I die
Sometimes in a whisper
Sometimes may be crisper
Sometimes I moan
Times I’m on phone
At all times I’m loving you!!

At the hour when it rains
Even when it pains
Sometimes in my sleep
Always from my heart’s deep
Sometimes in sun
Times when we have fun
Sometimes calm
Always as I am
Always I’m loving you!!

And it all began, where it started!!

Long time ago, there were those who believed that the earth was flat… that if you travelled long enough in a straight line, you would sure reach the precipice from where a drop would take you down the great unknown. And then it was discovered that actually the earth wasn’t quite a table-top it was in fact a sphere, so if you started from point A, and travelled endlessly in the same direction you would actually end up at the very same spot. Now for the philosophically inclined it would mean that you would have had all the experience of having travelled the world, but from a Physicist’ point of view all your work would equal zero. Work = Force*Distance, and having reached the same spot you would have essentially made zero progress and therefore all your force (or energy spent) wouldn’t count for much.

Sure, it would appear a very cynical approach! But actually, there is some merit to delve deeper along this line. For instance, I would think we usually have a journey from Point A to Point B, so if I were to end up at Point A, having started at the very same place, it could be because


- I didn’t know where I was going
- I didn’t know wherever I ended up
- I didn’t know from where I started


In the first case it is quite possible that when you begin you don’t quite know where you’re going or want to go – could be for a variety of reasons, the most obvious one being that you’re looking out into the unknown and uncertain, so being a lil unsure cant be so much of a sin. And if that uncertainty stays long enough, you end up where you started and you cant be peeved about it. After all, you didn’t have anything in mind so you cant quite complain about what you get.

Also, there could be some who wouldn’t give much of a thought where they end up, for them it could be all about the experience, about the journey, by choice or otherwise they could give it a philosophical fillip to their ignorance and ineptitude and none would really give it a canter.

Guess it’s the final category that appears to have lost out most. For one, they had a goal, and two did work towards it and yet to have the efforts nullified is sure a hard pill to swallow. And this is where the ‘earth is round’ principle comes in, it shows that every goal is relative and nothing is this world is an absolute value. For you to know and very well achieve your end goal, it is just as important to know where you stand as it is to know where you are headed. You could be making every effort for progress but having no understanding of your standing you will end up coming back to the same place.

Then there are other connotations to think about, it could be that you goals are alright, but you are starting at the wrong place. It could be that you don’t see where you started and when you come back to that place, you are in just a dilemma of having made progress, your actual movement is nil.

Or it could be that you do not know how much, how far and how long you need to go before you reach your destination. You may be blindly surging forward, there is effort but without a vision! To know where you stand is often half the battle, if you see a sprinter before a race he will never start off looking at the finishing line, he will first set his feet firm at the starting point. When the race begins, you don’t want to be faltering – know where you stand and stand firm on your feet!

Finally, given that the earth is round any direction is a relative direction. You head far enough on the left and you’ll end up on the right. And that’s why the three wise men followed the star that led them to the Messiah; and some other wise men said, “Aim for the stars and you’ll at least end up in the clouds” … for they understood that true progress is neither left or right, it is actually upward. Upward to being something greater than yourself!

PS
Now don’t point out gravity to me, we’ll save that for another discussion :)


Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Time Coagulated!


Meandering and wandering
What a day it’s been!
Though I knew they existed
Never quite had actually seen!!
The roads seemingly endless
Yet my feet felt unknown!
Place that I knew so well
So much felt alone!!
The sun that shone
So majestic and bright!
Did little to dispel
My anxiety and fright!!
And then there were faces
A mighty multitude!
And yet for its worth
Nothing matched my solitude!!
Time coagulated
Into a stillness unknown!
And my heart inside me
Weighed as much a stone!!


Monday, December 5, 2011

"R" We Ready!!

The dreaded R word is back in our consciousness, though it’s debatable whether it actually ever left us. But now that it appears more likely to here than not, ironically the news coming in pretty much simultaneously to that of unemployment going down to its lowest in the US for two years now. However, given the pulls and pressures of the globalized world it’s quite unlikely that anyone is exempt from any consequences when a huge chunk of the world economy, called the Euro Zone, is having the sort of paralytic fit.

Forget the climatic and apocalyptic hullaballoo; there are enough real and present indicators that suggest that 2012 could be a “make or break” year, this no less coming from the UN. And making the news more morose is the fact that India and China – the two torchbearer economies of the new world, who led the world out of recession last time are now seem to have run out of steam and will face much of troubled times themselves.

The UN report categorically blames the “failure of policymakers, especially in US and Europe, to address job crisis, prevent sovereign debt distress and escalation of financial sector fragility” as the reasons for the impending “double-dip” gloom. Cut through the jargon and the phrase that stands out is “the failure of policy makers”. What should bother the common man is not the fact that we’re having another recession, instead it appears that it may well have been averted, at least we’d be better prepared, if our policy makers were more focused on resolving the problem than becoming more partisan, divided, narrow-visioned and downright senseless.

Against such backdrop what’s currently seen in our country can only be termed at best callous and indifferent. These are difficult times for us, our GDP has been at the bottom of its growth percentage in two years, the currency is performing as worst as it ever done, the forex reserves are down, employment hasn’t kept pace with needs and inflation still a worry. Add to it the impending recession in 2012, due to the crisis in Euro Zone and fragile US market, it has all necessary ingredients for the perfect storm.

And yet our policy makers have no time for any of this, the Parliament has become the epitome of how most things function in our country – dysfunctionally! The executive branch is busy firefighting the opposition and allies alike, while the much heralded ‘growth story’ is very much slipping away beneath our feet. If the failure of policy makers in US and Europe is the cause of the impending recession, sadly our own policymakers would be the reason for making it worse and difficult to find a way out of it. Key policy decisions need rolling out, and legislative matters discussed – neither have happened and worse wont in the near future. The FDI in retail and aviation sectors can go a long way in helping employment numbers. Other reforms of the insurance sector etc are very much essential. The state needs to stop itself from bleeding in companies like Air India. Public infrastructure needs a push, agriculture needs a helping hand and petty politics a kick on its rear.

Not everything envisioned by the government ought to be good, but surely everything stalled by politics must be a curse! Sure, this crisis is driven more outside-in, but the solutions need to be the reverse – both to placate the effects of the current crisis and also avert future ones. We don’t need outsiders to tell us our democracy doesn’t work, its better we realize it ourselves and correct it before fingers are pointed at us – both within and outside!!

Sunday, December 4, 2011

You're special & I can't wait to be back!!

Yash Chopra might have made Switzerland synomous with his love stories and New York is the place Karan Johar swears by! But for everything that is so mundane about you, I have to confess there are few places that stir the kind of heart-racing emotions in me as you do. Like Panda says, we just have to believe that something is special. I believe you are - for you've given me the experience that very few have, and honestly very few can.

The very mention of you wells such emotions in me, my heart can feel the pounding and only I know what it is was like the first and last time I was there. The anticipation, the element of surprise, the wait and the sense of longing. For all the pain that had been before was now to be set behind, for all the wait that was, was now to come to an end. All the plans I had made, they were just minutes away. I could see it coming, I knew it was coming! I can still hear the sound of that day, annoucing the imminent arrival. I wanted to run, scream, hide, surprise, embrace! Just wanted to see, feel and know!

The long journey to get to you, was to embark on a longer journey - only this time it was a happier one. You got me the love I sought! I remember everything, like it was just yesterday. I've thought of you so often since, and will do so ever more. I can't wait to come back to you. For everyone else in the world you might be just another place - mudane, regular, everyday, been there; not for me, never! I hope you know it! You mean a lot to me. Just thinking of you, wells tears in my eyes. I cant wait to see you again... soon, I'm hoping!!

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Dont make it worse!!


It's bad as it already is,
Please don't make it worse!
It's a minor blip I'd hope,
Don't make it sound like a curse!!


Being right or may be wrong,
Why are you so quick to judge!
All this while it was good,
Why today you bear a grudge!!


How quickly forgotten,
All the good times we had!
Just how quickly,
In a second, you labeled me bad!!


I wish you knew,
This is so hard on me!
How bad this hurts,
Wish for once you could see!!


I don't expect you all nice,
Yet you needn't be rude or terse!
As I said, its painful as it were,
Please don't make it worse!!

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Another Today!!

Who knows what’s coming ahead,

Would I be around or long gone dead?

No one’s seen the morrow,

Then why should I hold any sorrow?

How should, what might or may?

Define how I live today!

When everything is so uncertain,

Isn’t my grief for future but vain?

Here’s is my moment,

Here I am now!

Now is the moment,

To live, wonder and wow!!

Would be great, if all plans shape up

The way we see them in our head,

But often they can,

And sure do, go another way instead!

For I know not the end,

Nor can I change it for what it is!

For He’s the author

And all that’s written is His!

So I must, live and love

In all that is today!

‘Cos even if the morrow comes

It would still be another Today!!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Forgotten India

August 15th 1947, at the stroke of midnight we changed from a colony to a country, breaking allegiance to the crown we made the citizens of this then fractured nation the rulers of what we hoped was to be a multi-cultural, multi-ethnic, vibrant, diverse and above all a unified nation that while respecting the differences will pave the way forward for collective growth and prosperity. Close to Sixty Four years since the Freedom at Midnight, much water has passed under the bridge and it seems the idea of a unified nation has been callously undermined, ignored and at worse forgotten!

The birth of a nation is sure to have its own share of teething issues, we went through a period of our own ‘integration-issues’ but eventually we seemed to have settled into being one-nation. Coming off from an intensely difficult separation at birth (the creation of Pakistan) and still having to face the remnants of its scourge in terms of terrorism, as a nation we should have by now understood and better appreciated the virtues of togetherness. Why is it then every day we find new reasons and avenues to fight and stay apart?

From a Telangana, to a Gorkhaland to Bodoland, from being BJP to Congress to I-am-aligned-to-anyone-with-power, from show-off-secularism to cultural nationalism… why do we continue to fragment ourselves into as-many-as-possible segments? And why are such segmentations so marked and defined?

If you disagree consider this

- A UPite or a Bihari in Mumbai is a ‘migrant’ – lynched as cattle by rightwing activists

- An Andhrite in Hyderabad is an ‘outsider’

- Recently the leader of a national party termed a leader of an opposition party as ‘untouchable’

- Kandhamal, 2008

- Gujarat, 2002

It appears as a nation we’ve only grown to the stage of being an unruly teen. Unsure of who we are, much less of who we want to be – we’ve forgotten our roots of unity and thus we do not know road to collective prosperity. Feels like its back to the future case, just that we are no longer fractured as kingdoms and princely states, we’ve evolved our fragmentations to religion, region, caste, economic & cultural affinity, political inclination etc… we’ve also evolved ourselves to be part of multiple fragments at the same time. Multiple fragmentations only leading to greater isolation!

The greatest ail for any nation has to be when we start to focus more on our differences. When self and individualistic interests override common goals! Today more than ever it appears we’re hurtling down the individualistic road. Sure there are differences, they are bound to be, but do they erase our common bonds? We have greater challenges outside; greater still are opportunities that surround us. Acceptance of diversity was intended to have been woven into the very fabric of our nation, so its not like we cannot iron out our differences – just need the earnestness to do so!

Abraham Lincoln once said that a house divided against itself cannot stand! Speaking against slavery, Lincoln said it was time for the nation to veer one way or the other… the operative word being ‘one’. Today standing on the cusp of world leadership we cannot be slandering, abusing, lynching and cutting ourselves into smaller fragments. Our greatest strength is our unity, our diversity is our USP, and the idea and ability to fuse both into one is the beauty and wonder that is India!

Monday, June 27, 2011

Twinkling Lil Star

I’d gaze up at the sky each night

and find a twinkling lil star!

Each night it felt it there waiting

so close, yet so far!!


Each night as dusk filled the sky,

it appeared out for the world to see!

Yet there was some magic,

that I felt it was just meant for me!!


For me the star was all of the sky,

nothing beyond it mattered, it seems!

That when I closed my eyes and went to sleep,

the star was all that was in my dreams!!


Then one day when you came across,

And it felt like a dream come true!

And you touched my life, so much so

That I felt that star in you!!


And if there was ever a day,

when I feel you’re afar!

I’ll look at that star,

And I’d feel you close

No matter wherever you are!!

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

I never thought!!


May be I don’t know you forever,

But that’s exactly how I feel!

Would you know all about me?

I wonder if there’s anything left to conceal!


I wonder how it sounds,

But I know that it’s true!

I never thought when we met,

That I’d fall in love with you!!


You’re the one I dream of,

Be it night or its day!

Long after time has passed,

Love wouldn’t fade away!!


Sure I don’t know you forever,

But I trust you know its true!

Though I never knew when we met,

I sure now am in love with you!!

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Dance with me now!!

Step in with me now,

For there may be no tomorrow!

Dance with me now,

Past this hour, there may be no minutes to borrow!!


Let’s take this flight,

For this might be the night!

One look - deep into those eyes,

Who knows if I can again behold the sight!!


Should we take a walk?

Before we reach the end!

Should we turn it around?

Before it’s too late to amend!!


Get back into the groove,

Like we did, again, let’s move!

Before the time strikes still,

We must, and I trust we will!!

Friday, June 17, 2011

Magical Night!!

Underneath the bright moon light,
With the stars shinning galore!
We walk hand in hand,
We walk the sparkling sea shore!!

Whispering sweet nothings,
So softly that only you can hear!
As the waves gently caress our fee,
Want you to know, I love you my dear!!

Basking in the moonlit rays,
As stardust falls from above!
Hand in hand, eye to eye,
We stand locked in love!!

Surrounded by the captivating starlight,
Majestic moon shining by!
With the blackened skies as the backdrop,
Oh, I couldn’t help but sigh!!

As the magical night nears its end,
All I have wish to pray!
That each night be this magical,
However stressful might have been the day!!

Monday, June 13, 2011

Stay Still!!

In disagreeing acquiescence I lie,

Wishing for these times to go by!

While I summon all of my will,

Oh, troubled heart, just stay still!!


I sit and watch, and hope and pray,

For the night to pass for a brighter day!

Lonely as it may be, perched on this hill

Oh, troubled heart, just hold on until -


It’s time to wake up,

And it’s fine to go make up!

Swallow this bitter pill,

Oh, troubled heart, for now stay still!!


A lil confused and befuddled am I,

Too confused even to try!

Need some steel in me to instill

Oh, troubled heart, just stay still!!


It might be long, and let it be,

A bright new dawn I’m sure to see!

Find what I want, I sure will

Oh, troubled heart, just be still!!

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Let it go!!


Don’t know why I look that way,

When you keep looking away!

Wonder when I’d get to know,

At times it’s fine to let it go!!


Not sure when I’m in need,

I should let my heart to bleed!

Wonder when I’d learn to see,

At times it’s fine to let it be!!


Like punching hole in a cloud,

Fruitlessly I keep looking over aloud!

Wonder when I’d come to learn,

At times it’s fine to turn a lil stern!!


I hope to come around,

To the lonely sights and sound!

I hope to soon learn & know,

That it’s sure fine to let it go!!

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Just for dad!!

Not often we sing his praise,

Or sing him a song!

Quite easy it seems to overlook,

The joy that he brings along!!


So easy to see the stern eye,

And keep a safe distance!

Yet so difficult to see beyond,

That with you he’d love to be friends!!


But I trust it’s not quite so,

There’s a special place he’s always had!

Deep in each of our hearts,

A special place just for a dad!!

Monday, May 2, 2011

Osama is in the Bin! But we're still Laden with the Scourge!!

Huh… finally the dreaded man is put to rest! In spite of being in hiding for ten years, Bin Laden was most certainly would make it to the Top ten List of Most Recognized Faces (well, there are Top Ten lists nowadays for everything, I presumed there’d be one of that category too). Seemed, like the man had perfected the demand-supply curve, ‘cos he literally cut short himself out of supply and it only aided to him being Most Wanted of Most Wanteds!

Anyways, to say that the there is widespread rejoicing would be the understatement of the year, but the fact remains… Bin Laden – Dead or Alive… the world is no more a safer place today as it was yesterday. The chest-thumping-sloganeering jingoist might have had a field day today, but the sad reality of our times hasn’t changed an iota – there are enough people (and more so ideologies) that threaten the peace and tranquility of our civilization as it they were yesterday. The death of a frail, sick and probably dysfunctional Osama hardly does anything to change the contours of International Terror.

In the wake of the terror attacks on American soil on 9/11, the United States quite rightly launched a counter-offensive – yet sadly it was against the perpetrators alone! Not against the ideology of the perpetrators. What has been done by anyone in these ensuing years to promote the ideology of peace? Sadly, no one! Everyone is just as guilty and justifiably everyone will face similar consequences. The scourge of terrorism is just as alive today as it was yesterday and that is good enough to put cold water on our celebrations of the day. Might I add, celebrating the death of Osama only makes me feel like ancient lords who might hang the head of a slain-opponent like a trophy.

Many a great men before us left us saying “hate sin and not the sinner” and yet we haven’t quite taken it too seriously, have we? In the heat of the moment we take one for the other and are quiet adept at eliminating the sinner – and hoping the scourge is gone too! We’ve had almost ten years since 9/11 … and plenty of similar incidents since, and yet we relentlessly pursue the perpetrators while turning a blind eye to why such perpetrators still exist and why such an ideology is still rampant. We’ve seen all sorts of terror – religious, regional, economic… people taking up arms and disrupting peace. We have rightly right brought them to the book, yet missed the bus on tackling the reasons behind them.

No, I am no sympathizer, far from it! Yet I most certainly believe the role of our government is simply not act as an executioner of ‘an eye for an eye’ policy!

The root of this evil lies in man’s selfish quest – to fracture the world, countries and societies into bits and pieces. To demarcate things as mine & thine! To grab and steal! The powerful dealing with the powerless with contempt – disdain even!

There is still as much poverty, inequality, racism and division within each of us to think of a world without killing & terror. And sadly, rejoice as much we may over the death of a Bin Laden, the this scourge of terror will haunt us so long as we don’t eliminate those diseases from every corner of the world known to man.

The words of Shri. Rabindranath Tagore, ring in my heart and I believe it nothing more aptly sums up our failure in tackling terror while also providing a guiding path on where we ought to head

“Where the mind is without fear, and the heart is held high,

Where the world is not broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls,

Where the words came out from the depths of truth,

Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;

Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habits,

Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever widening thought and action -

Into that heaven of freedom,

My father, let my country awake.”

I’ll paraphrase the last line “My Father, let this world awake”

We need a world of equality, we need a world of mutual respect, we need a world of true freedom & awakening!!

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Lemonade Republic!!

As someone who believes in the spirit of democracy, it was heartening to see the country rally around Anna Hazare, and how! As a frail, old Gandhian took center-stage built on the hungry pedestal provided by the national media – it seemed in a long time the country had found a collective voice, it seemed that the concept of our government being “of the people” hadn’t lost it credibility. The government literally bought down to its knees, politicos for once running to take cover from the junta, it just seemed that this was the one bright spark of political activism the country so badly needed!

And yet, a couple of weeks on from the moment Anna took a token glass of lemonade, it seems we’ve had our full – of political activism. Feels as though, the token lemonade was good enough to satiate our hunger for change, our clamor for riddance of graft & corruption.

Alas, sad it may sound, but scratching a little at the surface of our collective political activism, it smacks so badly of hollowness; of complacency and herd mentality. And it will be these very reasons that once again, the politicos will be proved to be smarter than the junta. They have thick enough skins to see an adverse period through, and we don’t have enough gas in our activism engine to outlast them. As junta, we eventually have to come back to worry about our dal-roti while the neta can slug it out even though he currently looks silly with an egg on his face.

The fact that so many of us supported Anna, because it just seemed to be the “in thing”… heck how could be seen “left out” shows the herd mentality of our times… just lending a voice to the much hyped-up campaign was a sort of no-brainer that one would be foolish to miss – shows the little understanding we have of political activism. Tweet, blog, text and re-tweet, we did all … and with such gutso as though it was the end of the world. Sadly, as collectively as we got behind the septuagenarian, we also failed to capture the fact that merely lending our voice wasn’t ever going to be sufficient.

How many of us can confidently claim to have opposed offering bribe in the last two weeks? Whether its twenty bucks to a traffic constable or a lavish praise to an ego hungry babu… we all have and continue to bribe our way through our system! The reason why our politicians take us with the pinch of salt is the fact that tokenisms work wonders with our public – whether it’s a glass of lemonade or an heaps of empty promises that we seem to buy time and again.

Heck, who cares and needs an Anti-Corruption Watchdog, if as a nation we become Anti-Corrupt – be it politician, governance, system, people … anything! We’re too easy to mend, and therefore too easy to corrupt! As a public we’ve become spineless and therefore our country a puppet in the hands of the corrupt.

We’ve all given ourselves a pat on the back for seemingly have brought the government to its knees, but even while all the brouhaha over the Lokpal played over in the media… the Corruption machine kept milking our nation away – and many of us gladly provided the fodder – in an act of super-hypocrisy – that betrays at the very heart of our collective conscious.

Our lil Rendezvous

Sitting in a far off corner,

I was lost for all who could see!

Yet in the corner of my eye,

From the distance I felt you notice me!!


I turn around to check,

If it was indeed the case!

But you stole your eyes away,

Away you turned your face!!


So I walk in your direction

And in work you seem engrossed!

Do I say something or just walk by?

My heart – back & forth it tossed!!


And I walk past, but only just,

Only to beat a hasty retreat!

And to catch you stealing a look again,

Ah! My joy felt complete!!


So I muster enough strength,

To come and stand by you!

Deep inside my heart had just,

Skipped a beat or two!!


And when you looked up,

With that pretty smile!

I was so tongue tied,

Just stood staring for a while!!


For a while time seemed frozen

And the world seemed to melt away!

Just stare I could at the lovely you,

Still not sure what I wanted to say!!


Finally when I spoke,

Indecipherably I mumbled!

My mind was still lost,

And my sentences were jumbled!!


As I walked back

And reflected on our lil rendezvous!

Though I didn’t quite say it,

I’m sure you heard me say “I love you”!!

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