Monday, November 7, 2011

I am not gone (Mother's requim)


I lived a quiet dignified life
Though you would have seen me fighting every inch of the way
The way i took to make progress in life
The way i chose to survive
Sometimes the only way that was open to me
In order to live holding my head high

Appearances, I learnt with bitter humour
Change with the passage of time
But i did all i could to make it look
Like it were always good times for us

I am a rock
Standing fearlessly in the face of storm winds, lashing rains
Fear, grief and spite
I haven’t shirked my duty
And the bidding of my will
Where i have dithered,
 was never for myself, but for you
You, whom i have loved more than love
You whom i have bequeathed my all
You who is a part of me
It is to you and you alone that i say

I am here
Though i may be long gone
But i am here
With you, beside you
As i have always been
As you have always been
May no grief touch you
May no sorrow find
May you shine forth like a glorious sun
Leaving all your troubles behind

I am here
To see your dreams get fulfilled
To applaud your victory
To cherish your achievement
And when you should look to search for my lap
You will find it right below your head
And when you look to search for guidance
My light will shine forthwith
And when you will look to share your prize
Your fulfilment shall be my reward
And when you seek eternal rest
You shall come be a part of me
Peacefully and happily
Ever after.

Let it Rain


Let it rain ever so softly
That i may share the sheer bliss
With the green grass and moss
Of dew drops alighting gently
Upon my thirst starved soul

Let it rain like a tempestuous storm
With the force of a gale wind uprooting mighty trees
That i may withstand the fury of the wind and water
At once feeling triumphant, and humbled by the experience

Let it rain ever so moodily
Like a woman’s whims and caprice
At once exasperating and charming
So unpredictable in its nature

Let it rain ever so stoically
So full of resolve and strength
A silence broken by none
A determination only understood

Let it rain ever so joyfully
That i may sing and dance with the rain
With an abandonment and laughter which,
My friends the drops, share with me

Let it rain to hide my tears
Of fear, of grief, of shame
Let it rain to hide my anguish
At a feeling that has no name

Let it rain as though you were teaching me
Of life’s lost philosophy
That all that is was always there
And so shall it be for all time

Let it rain as though it had lost its way
Stumbling and bumbling and finally falling down
An embarrassed rain cloud as it were to be
That didn’t find its way home

Let it rain as all hell had broken loose
Like God’s terrible fury unleashed
Like hell’s angels brought down on earth
Thunder and lightning as beasts

Let it rain!
Just let it rain...!

Clean


There was dirt and grime on me
...And the more it came off,
the more i kept rubbing it out.

I took a bath,
After about
Three days i reckon.
Standing below the showerhead
Cold
clear water
streaming down my head
My face
My shoulders
My body.
The bar of soap,
so smoothly and effortlessly gliding over the surface
Its skinful exterior
and sinful crevasses
forbidden to touch
(...Even by the mind)
Substance turning to lather whiter than itself
Washing me
Soothing me
Assuring me
It was my ally
in this fight
to keep off the dirt
Ridding me of the invisible filth i was submerged in
Unwanted dirt that so surrounded me,
Completely.
So that I could emerge
Clean
Pristine
Pure
As a dew drop
like a sublime Lotus
Standing
Meditating
amidst
and distinct from
the swamp, in which it chooses to grow.

Standing there
Clean
With the shower turned off
With drops of water finding their way down my body
Convinced of my purity
And impunity

This is exhilarating in a sense
I can almost feel that time around me has stopped
That the world no longer revolves for me
That I stand still; eyes shut
 in the midst of a vaster universe
The centre of my very own galaxy
I can at once hear the drops trickling
And silent rumblings of entire worlds move within me
This...
This moment
Such moments
Are truly exhilarating
They make you feel profound with realization

(I wonder if i’d feel so sagacious
Had i been more regular in my daily ablutions...!)

The moment passes
And i realize there are more important things to do
To rush
(...Mindlessly?)
And almost automatically
I proceed to draw the towel
That rough crude length of cloth

And i scrub
And i stop
And i see
That there was dirt and grime on me
...And the more it came off,
the more i kept rubbing it out.

I couldn’t believe my eyes!
What the bloody hell is this?
Advertisers !
Soap manufacturers!
What sort of dirty game are those bastards playing with me?
All you sons of bitches who sell me yer products and your worthless souls
Lead me to the promised land...!?!
Wasn’t i supposed to be rid of this crud?
Weren’t you supposed to cleanse me the burden of 
dead skin
dead cells
deadwood
dead memories
dead times
dead friends
dead happiness
dead grief
dead shrieks
dead cries
dead efforts
dead thoughts
dead sensations
dead feelings
dead dreams
dead hope
dead youth
Weren’t you supposed to rid me of a dead life??!

But there was so much dirt and grime on me
...And the more it came off,
the more i kept rubbing it out.

And i kept on rubbing
Vigorously
Vociferously
Vicariously
Vilifying
Ferociously

It hurt
And the more it did
The further i stepped up my efforts
I could see the dead matter heaped upon the water
right at my feet
That water made me feel so alive one moment
And now it was dead
It lay still
Coated with the muck that spewed out of my body
Like i was some modern day factory
Brazenly polluting the surrounding environs
Mindless of the havoc i wreak
In my profiteering pursuit of narrow goals

It seemed like an eternity
Before i stopped
Exhausted and breathless
I was tired
Of scrubbing
Of cursing
Of running
I felt
So naked
So vulnerable
So close to tears
And i wept
Wept for the all the wasted efforts
Wasted moments
And the flow of tears
Was what washed my body
My being
My soul
Clean. 

Impermanent bliss


Joy of Spring is in its brief bloom

Beauty of life is its glorious uncertainty

...Love’s, lies in the passionate flirtations that ensue

When lovers meet after a patient wait.

Verbatim


Words -
A woman’s words
An oracle’s words
A writer’s words
A poet’s words
A lover’s words
... Unspoken words
A conversation -
          Between men
Amongst women
Sweet nothings of lovers
With an imaginary friend
With myself
With a god
Secrets -
Of a smile
Those conspiring within your mind
Those locked in a woman’s heart
... and Cryptic clues
    To guide the Chosen One
   To sally forth and claim his just rewards

Signs and Messages –
The tapping of fingers
Fidgety feet
An imperceptible nod
The brush of an arm
A subdued come hither
Legs crossing,
           And uncrossing...
Wanton ways
Wanton gaze
An intense stare
 ... And the message conveyed
          just by a look.

Sounds -
The abandon of a baby’s gurgle
Mirthful laughter
Peaceful snore
Foreboding rumblings
Piercing cry
... An unsaid goodbye

Are understood.

Would lose meaning,
Verbatim...

Reminiscence


Moments to cherish

Moments of fond recollection

Moments of anger

And silent repentance

Moments of joy
To be shared by one and all

Moments of grief
To be silently borne...

Moments of courage
Where life became glorious

Moments of fear
When the breath stilled and the only sound was the heart thump

Moments of despair
Where i prayed to a god i did not know

Moments of hope
Which roused the warrior within

Moments of contemplation
When the world is a joke

Emotional moments
When tears flow

Moments...

...And there’s another one
that just joined the list of them

Moments fleeting by
And I spent a lifetime gathering them
One by one
Until,
All I am left with..
is moments.