The colourful bridge of unending hope

The mercury was dipping fast.The dark sky and a chilling breeze added a sprint to the pace of the pedestrians. The maple leaves had started withering, heralding yet another undressing by autumn. As more of dark clouds invaded the noon day sky, things were starting to get darker by the second.

Floating in time, like another leaf in the breeze I sat there wondering if there could be ever be a more dull day in life.

Don't know when I dozed off on the sofa, lost in thoughts.

Don't know who or what woke me up.

Don't know what made me look out through the window on that dull afternoon.

All I know is that it happened, and it changed my perspective.

Smiling at me from the dull gray sky was an arch in seven colours.

A rainbow of hope proclaiming aloud that the sun shines after every rain, that a smile wipes out every tear, that love wins over every hatred.

It shone in its brilliance for a while, telling human kind that it is the bridge to climb if you ever wished to reach for the skies. The colourful bridge of unending hope.

Reassurance

Just to hold her hand, like a child, his fingers entwined with his moms
And sleep in the peaceful reassurance of her eternal presence.

Just to be lost in her eyes, like a traveller back in the lane of time
And walk in the reassurance of her presence, all the way I walk my thoughts.

Just to drown in the silence of her smile, as it infectiously seeps through me
And smile in the reassurance, of passing it back when she has an inverted smile.

Just to rest my head on her lap, as her motherly fingers run through my hair
And turn comfortably numb, in the reassurance of being born together again

Raindrops racing down the heart

Do not remember how many times or for how long the sight of raindrops racing down the window pane has mesmerized me. To this hour, the awe has neither ended nor receded.
Recede - the rain did, and the wind had calmed down, yet the raindrops rolled down. The more they tried to cling on, the faster they rolled down.
Finally they seize to roll down the window pane, as a rainbow slowly spreads out in the distant horizon, smiling inverted in a sky filled with new found colour and splendour.
It sketched a bruised heart. The rain and thunder within had lashed and seized. The tears were carving their way down the cheeks, racing to settle down the bottom of that very heart.
Clinging on to those eyelashes, clinging on to those cheeks, wishing silently for an arm to reach out and wipe them. Wishing silently for a heart to share the sorrows with. Praying for a reason to smile.
The bruised soul praying for a lap to rest on, wishing to look up and see the inverted smile on the face of that unknown soul. A rainbow of hope spreading the colour of love and its caring warmth.

As the next drizzle drenched my soul, I silently prayed for a touch that could heal...

Song of Life

Saw a little girl chasing the sea-gulls on the lawn. The gulls would fly when the girl ran to them and then lazily glide back to the grass. The girl would turn back to continue her mission. The gulls repeated theirs, muttering and quacking...
An elder gull seemed to tell another - 'Look at this crowd that comes and leaves like the light green waves hitting the quay rocks - bidding goodbye in their every splosh. Everyone is too busy taking photos of the bridge and the opera house. No one seems to have time to rest their limbs, listen to the song of the waves, feel the caress of the breeze, watch the dance of the leaves. This little girl is the only one who has the time to play with us.'
I sat down to see what I was missing - to listen to their dialogue.
The younger gull asked 'How long will she play with us?'
The elder one replied 'As long as she is pure of heart. As long as she has no fear. As long as there is no apprehension of an unborn tomorrow and a dead yesterday. One day she will be like the majority of her race, too busy for fun, too occupied to smile, too involved with life to know what it is.'
The younger one quacked 'Thank You' and then both of them flew off.

The little girl watched them, called them back, not knowing they wouldnt return.Like time, they had flown off into a distant horizon, leaving memories to cherish. Memories she would run back to, some day in a distant future.
The young couple who were setting up the speaker system and musical instruments in the meanwhile had now started singing. She sang her worries into the night as he plucked the guitar strings. The notes of worry flew out as a sweet melody and created a symphony with the splosh of the water and the whistle of the wind. The leaves were dancing.
I was the silent spectator...

Defining smile

Mind seldom does multitasking when the tummy rumbles and asks the million dollar question ‘Where is my food?’ The mission was clear – destination McDonalds. Everything else was secondary at the moment. A tough day at the office usually has a very bad impact on your temperament and I was almost swearing when the queue at my counter was not moving. Someone has either placed a big order or is having a lot of indecision in selecting their choice of burger.
I was wrong. Making his order was a young man. His motions were restricted, his speech was not very audible and he had a distinctive stutter. The girl at the counter just ignored any mumbles coming from the queue.
The man needed help and the Mac lady was doing a great job. I don’t know how long her day had been or how tough it was. I know for sure it wasn’t very easy, but she was smiling. Smiling all the way till she handed over his order and took extra time to add an extra sugar in his coffee on request.
The queue wasn’t long anymore. The people weren’t mumbling. All were smiling.

Some acts simply can’t be more accurately defined, other than through a smile. This was one.

Wishing you acts and reasons to smile

Rainbow of hope

The autumn leaves caught in the many small whirlwinds seemed to play to the tune of the wind whistling ‘merry go round the mulberry bush’.
The overcast sky was a stark contrast to the bright blue sky nature had painted a while ago.
The gusty winter wind added a spring to the pace of pedestrians, more so to the ones who forgot their overcoats. Ones in their overcoats, dug deeper into their pockets.
The evading warmth of nature caused a greater yeaning for brightness and warmth…just like one strained relation causes the human mind to look for warmer shores.
Pellets of rain hurled from the heavens hit hard on the heart of Earth. The first ones vanished, consumed by an accommodating Earth. The ones that followed overflowed… endless tears that can only be wiped by the rainbow of hope and the warmth of the sun.

I stood wondering how nature in her transition so closely resembled the vagaries of a human mind under transition.

Have a great day filled with the rainbow of hope and the warmth of a bright and smiling sun.

She means the WORLD to me

In times of trouble and at times when you are helpless, there is one word that comes to us even before we call out to God - Mom...Amma...Maa...
A word that soothes us beyond compare..

To me, Mother personifies 'Care', 'Love', 'Control', 'Solace'....

Someone to whom I can tell all my concerns knowing i would get a solution...
[If she doesnt have a solution at all, there is always this solution called a hug]

Someone whom you have to pinch or chide so that she would stop singing your praise or little faults to friends, family and strangers alike...

Someone who deserves the very best from us... not just on the second sunday of May [Mothers Day] but every day together...

Dedicating this to all moms to whom their kids mean the world and to all kids to whom their moms mean the world.

A moment in thought

Running to catch up with a life that is sprinting,
We often forget to stop a while to look back and think...
A moment to think of those who love us... not just the ones we love....
A moment to thank those strangers who became more than just a part of our life...while they helped us back to our feet when we stumbled in our stride...
A moment to thank those inspirations - events,individuals,words, thoughts... that helped us rise from the ashes of desperation and explore the blue skies high...

Its only when we have that we can give

It was on a Sunday - a week before to my second trip to Aussie land had been scheduled.
It was difficult to face him in such a situation. A situation where neither of us could control our tears
My grandpa was bedridden, and I had to see him - more than just to ask for his prayers and blessings...
I sat by his side, held his hand and gently talked to him... told him about my trip..
He smiled.. tears running down his cheek and he held my hands and told me this...
'Never hesitate to help someone in need. It is only when you have, that you can give...'
That remains the last words he spoke to me...


Pappa was one who lived by what he spoke to me that day...
He was fooled many a time by cons who happily told him lies for the money...
He was chided many a times by friends and family.. including myself, for being so 'lavish' in his help...
He wouldn't stop at it...


Just a word to all my dear friends.... Its only when we have that we can give... and that includes everything.. love, smile, money....every little thing


Now here is a :-) just for you

As a new day dawns

Seconds slipped, minutes fled and hours vanished as an year evaporated before our very eyes...
People who were near... not near anymore...
People whom we never knew existed...now the very essence of our life
Events that we thought would spell our doom turned out to be a stepping stone to new heights...
Opportunities we thought we could grab, just slipped away before we ever knew...
Luck, happiness, sorrow,love, hate... all mixed and served in the plate called 'The New Day'...
Tomorrow wakes up to yet another day...
Resolutions change...outlook change :-) we mostly remain the same...

Let the days that dawns bring out the best in you dear friend...

Song of Life

Seldom is life, blue sky without clouds
Seldom does sun shine all the day long
Yet once the rain falls, the cloud cover melts
The rainbow of hope smiles in colours bright...

Thus goes the song of life...
giving us all a reason to smile despite the clouds of trouble we all have to face one time or the other....

Dream Builders

Somewhere down the walk of life, i thought i would bid bye to dreams...
When realization hit, i knew my life was a dream, and bidding bye to it .... couldnt just be...
Tiny dreams well knit to build a beautiful life....
At times a dream tumbles like sand castle in the wave or card castle in the wind...
Next time, build it with fevicol :-) just make it a bit stronger....
Never give up on your dreams... dream on

Cling On...

If only we could travel down in time, and fly back or forth to happy times...If only wishes could be granted, by fairies or genies from magic lanterns...If only smiles would never vanish today, tomorrow or day after...So many dreams and aspirations all clinging on to a clause called IF..

Sand Castle Dreams

The thick black clouds above hid gallons of tears...
I knew not the sorrow it hid...a broken heart? a confused mind? a love that wouldnt let go?
When finally a trickle hit me from the heights of heaven, i felt a thunder clap in my mind.
As the rain poured, i stood there drenched in my own thoughts, sand castle dreams washed down in the all cleansing shower...
As the speck of light in the horizon conquered the dark clouds - slowly yet steadily and surely, i saw the rainbow within me materializing to a smile on my lips.
Cry till you smile... smile till you cry...

The Thin Red Line

Nothing so sweet as things moving as we planned... or is it adjusting ourselves during unplanned occurances that make us feel good???
Nothing so beautiful as all the good things seeking us...or is it the occassional good thing that seeks us out more joyous???
Nothing so wonderful as a life without trouble... or is it overcoming troubles that make our little moments of glory worth the while???
Perception of events in a journey called life - the thin red line between sorrow and joy.

THIS TOO WILL PASS

All the while I walked alone,
I knew not how the world did frown,
I knew not I was odd man out,
Till someone came to point it out

It dawned that I was not alone,
It felt as though a new day dawned,
I named the new entrants my friends,
And opened up my gates of trust

Together we faced the game of life,
As one for all and all for one,
We sat down as the sun it set,
And sang out loud till our minds set

Sipping on our steaming tea,
Our minds were like the storming sea,
But when we opened up our minds,
The winds and waves they did subside.

We vowed that we would never part,
And nothing could take us apart,
Why did we forget time so smart
Which changes every thing that starts

I felt the pangs of partition,
As dug deep fangs of attrition,
Once again I walked alone,
As west wind moved across the lawn

My footprints on the sand were deep,
The wounds within my heart was deep,
Panacea for the wound called time,
It healed me as it flew past by

Alone I walked along the way,
My stride relaxed, my face a smile,
I never stood to stare a while,
For I knew that this too would pass