Sparkling Rays - A Sequel to Starry Night

Shower of sparkling rays

On my dreamy face

Tear-smudged, messy hair

Wishing you were there.

Lost in your embrace

Bewildered by your gaze

Dumb-struck I stand

When I feel you by my hand.

Do I laugh? Do I cry?

Seeing you sitting by

Pinching myself to believe

Till I can relieve.

Starry nights without you

Now I breathe all new

The shower of sparkling rays

Amazing me through the haze!

Starry Night

All alone on a starry night, was I

Not like I had none before

Longing for your arms around, was I

Waiting for you at the door.

My heart said it was hard

To learn that you left me

And then fell apart

Broken in anguish to be.

Love, it was, never a joke

Being with you was better than dope

Now I'm made to carry this yoke

All in vain and no hope.

All alone on a starry night, again

I stand - wiping my tears - bold

Your love shall I never regain

Your hands shall I never hold.

Like I Care - Angels and DEVILS

There are times when you are really confused over a lot of issues in life where you have no idea what you might stumble on. And to add to the misery, there are a lot of unwanted but overly-attached people in your lives who insist you do things their way. Not all are wrong, but most of them get irritated when you don't take up quick decisions. Now the suggestions may not be that appealing to you, thus obstructing the people who selflessly overload you with them. That's when you get paranoid and stop trusting everyone around you. You build a huge concrete wall, with no doors, not letting anyone new get in and not letting anyone escape it, too.

I found myself there, in that position, struggling to breathe, running away from everyone I knew, just because I was scared to be used, ditched and thrown away into the remotest social garbage dump, never to be found again. Then came a friend (I prefer to keep the name as Agent X), who insisted I push myself into the crowd, not bothering whatever people have to say. It did take time, but it was worth the try. Now Agent X is one person I turn to whenever I need to be annoyed and irked (yes, I said that, from the bottom of my heart) and of course, to be there to advise me for all my crazy problems.

Now I notice, Agent X is not the only person in my life, there are a hell lot of beautiful people in my life I know who love me for the way I am, who can do anything to make me smile and, most importantly, are the cutest angels in guise of devils. I may not have time for you now, but that wouldn't mean I don't remember you anymore. I'm not saturated, yet. Keep inspiring me in whatever you do. Make your presence felt in my life. I love you as you are - strange, weird, loving, affectionate, wonderful, amazing, betraying, quiet, reserved, but the best of all, as crazy as I am.

Happy Friendship's Day to all the angels and demons in my life. Whatever you do, I do CARE!! 

My Heart

You are there

Around the corner

Peeping through bars

Crying for your freedom

Right under the bulb half alive

Between two old pink turned grey sacs of dust

Above a lavish bag of filth

You ask for more, though

Around the corner

Where you are

Smallest of all.

Inspiration

Sometimes we read

Sometimes we listen

Sometimes we see

Sometimes we recall

Sometimes it's just the person next door

Sometimes it's a random person down the street

Sometimes it's a long lost friend

Sometimes it's the one we hate the most

Sometimes in the cold mornings

Sometimes in the warm nights

Sometimes in you

Sometimes in me

Sometimes for seconds

Sometimes for an eternity

To be inspired, it doesn't take long

To learn from it, sure does.

Dabboo's Jolly Ride

Just when I started thinking the day was going to be dull and boring as always, my sister reminded me that we were supposed to take our dog for her yearly vaccine. Fine, something pushing me out of the house today. So we got all ready and got out to go, put the dog lash for Dabboo who was all excited to go out for a walk (she hardly knew this was a looooong loooong Jolly Ride instead). 

A few steps from home, we found an auto who insisted for a flat 100 bucks just for a ride which would take not even half of the amount. Well, like I'm going to spare him. I haggled and finally concluded since we are taking a dog I'd pay him 20 bucks more. So there we (me, mom and Dabboo) set out on the auto while my sister had already gone half way by her scooty (she loves it >.<). Dabboo loved the ride on the auto, believe me, though I had to hold her real tight just so scared she might jump off the auto. Now for those of you who know nothing about my dog aka my Dabboo - she is the most untrained but the friendliest Labrador Retriever ever. Anyways, so Dabboo was enjoying every bit of the beautiful weather of Bangalore as well as the "Cars" that passed by. I wish I could understand more of her doggie language and feelings so I could tell you through her words. But all I could comprehend was that she loved the cool breeze, counted the number of cars on the road that passed us and was over-excited. 

Now, when we reached the hospital, Dabboo remembered the place she visited a year ago, faintly. All the pain came back like a flash of agony through her eyes. She whined and yelped to go back but when she understood that she had to undergo the same she got really restless, walking around not knowing what to do. She didn't let the doctor check the weight nor her temperature. She just sat up on the pedestal type of steel platform salivating vigorously, sniffing to find way to jump off the place she sat upon. Then the doctor filled two syringes full with vaccine and my eyes popped out seeing two painful injections into my baby. I, myself, do so much drama when I have to bear those needles going through my skin, how would a mute creature bear it all? And, two? I turned to my sister and gave her an "OMG" expression, she had the same too. Next what happened was the worst ever. We had to hold an overly-aggressive dog, so what did the doctor think of? Yes, tie her mouth so tight that it wouldn't open. We agreed as it would not allow her to bite us. But that idiot tied it with her tongue stuck between her teeth in the front and he said "Yenu agalla" ("Nothing's going to happen") so sternly and ruthlessly. But still when the doctor injected the first vaccine, Dabboo agitated and tried pushing away the needle. Then the needle went through. We held her real hard so that she doesn't move. And when the needle went in completely, Dabboo gave me that one look of "Why did you do this to me when all I gave you was my love, love and all love? Why did you let some idiot hurt me so bad?" - that broke my heart into a million pieces for letting her take up all that bitter pain. She started palpitating with foams coming off her mouth. And she quietly took in the second injection. She didn't agitate nor push the needle away. But just kept looking at me the same way and that's when I wanted to cry a million tears. 

The injections were done leaving Dabboo palpitating and salivating out of pain and fear. I took her out right then and we found another auto to go home. But this time, even before I ask the auto guy if he'd come Dabboo was already into the auto. The auto guy had to agree then. This time, on the way back, Dabboo was much sober than she was earlier. She lied down flat and watched the slight drizzle fall on her and the awesomely cool breeze blow on her face. She enjoyed it utterly. We knew. She loved the jolly ride on the auto as well as when people saw her and kids tried gaining her attention. Most of all, I felt proud when people around said "Such a pretty dog she is", just like my own baby girl (Yes the first thing I did was to put a black spot on her when I got back home keeping away bad sights).

When we got back home, all tired, we found Dabboo under the sofa, completely quiet and sleepy. Yes, she was tired, but most of all, the horrifying pain she underwent made her stay calm, probably. Well, it was a day to remember and Goodness me, it's going to come back every year. I just hope we learn how to train ever-willing-to-learn Dabboo how to stay calm and imagine that the needle going through is just like an ant-sting, just what mom says whenever I have to take one. I know it's really hard, but we've got 365 days more for all that. 

My Daddy Strongest!!!

I dream of a day

Like the one I had before

In your arms I play

And cry for more.

Then gently go to sleep

Always by your chest

Wondering how do I peep

In the morning from my cradle best.

Still dreaming of those eyes

Of love and hopes ahead,

Sculpting a future that lies

Of the riches the world has said.

"To the one who would be identified,

By my name to you

She would bring to me, pride

Like leaves sparkling with dew."

I dream of a day,

The same weary eyes

Overjoyed they'll say

"How much ever she tries

To be bigger, bolder

She'll still remain my baby girl never older!"

Today's blog is dedicated to the first man in my life, my first love, and the one who sets a high standard for all other men I meet to be compared to and obviously no one stands up to the required expectations. My dad's not a great man for the world but for mine he is. He is the one who taught me that not only are the clouds in the sky painted and created in subtle perfection but so are the beings on earth and especially me. All we have to do is retain and nourish the talents within us so we stand respectable, sincere and honest and are answerable to the Almighty for our deeds at the end of the day.

My dad's not my role model but he is definitely the one who has inspired me the most throughout my life teaching me new things every other day. As a matter of fact, the first song ever I learned was from him. We still sing those and many others. Even if we fight like cats and dogs when together, we chant exaggerated songs of praise and acclaims for each other when we are not around each other. Probably that's what makes our relationship so special other than being closely identical in physical features.

For all of us who don't want to be associated with our fathers, remember he is the reason for our existence on earth today. He is equally responsible and important for every single breath we take as is a mother.

Love your dad 
--> for he is growing older, 
--> for he is acting funny and childish, 
--> for he had borne all your tantrums the same way when you were a kid, 
--> for he had been fulfilling and still does fulfill all your requirements as and when they arise, and especially, 
--> for he is your Father the reason for your existence!!

Happy Father's Day to all the Awesome Superman Dads around !! :) :)