Again

I remember thinking, knowing,

that this day would come,

like it had before.

I remember telling, yelling,

screaming into the ears of  friends,

into hallways, into mirrors and in  notebooks,

screaming, all alone, into a beautiful sunset.

They said, I was a cynic,

that I was troubled for the sake of being troubled alone.

They said I was being ridiculous.

So I slipped. I stopped and took in the rays.

Golden and red, everything shone.

Everything was more amazing than it should have been.

What I didn’t tell them,

was that I was preparing myself.

What closure I found the last time,

in a bottle and in a balcony,

I found this time in ignorance.

Knowledge makes you weak.

Questions lead, not to peace of mind,

like one might hope,

but to more questions.

Questions that burn at the back of your mind,

till a  mark scars your skull, in the shape of his face.

Questions with answers so terrible,

it might make you weak,

it might lead you down that path,

of bottles and baubles,

teasing you.

‘In the following year, your king will come’,

read the blurb next to the Aries ram,

and he did, with his friends,

but not of crowns and scepters,

but of butts and filters,

and the kings,

they gave me solace.

This time, I don’t need closure,

such is the advantage of being

mentally prepared.

Time

I remember,

like it was yesterday,

how he begged me to sleep that night.

How he said over and over again,

not with his words, but with his thoughts,

that which was devastatingly painful

for me to see.

For his eyes had a mixture

of warmth,

regret and guilt,

hiding the laughter I knew

deep below.

And at that moment,

I resigned,

I bowed my head down, defeated.

I pretended to fall asleep,

just to avoid confrontation,

though I couldn’t that night

and for countless nights to follow.

And I also remember

like it was yesterday,

because it was,

how I slept

soundly, peacefully,

floating midst dreams that were not

nearly as blissful as reality,

while he played

with my clothes, fingers,

hair, heart.

Willing me out of

my slumber,

not through his thoughts,

but his eyes.

And I couldn’t help wonder

what difference

a little time can make.

And I slept on

through the night.

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Shooting star woes

If I were a shooting star,

and I could grant only one wish

wished upon my flighty fall,

I would be in a fix.

Whose wish do I grant?

Who do I pick?

A lollipop and a bicycle?

Successful surgery?

A yearning heart, desired back?

World peace, Tolerance or

rain?

I have my friends,

to aid me in my quest.

And I can see that

they really do

do their best.

But fallen eyelashes, crossed fingers,

11:11, four leaf clovers,

thrice-a-sneeze, dream-catchers,

horseshoes, an evil eye bracelet,

a shining star,

the number 7,

a wishing well, a wishing fountain,

a walk under a ladder

are not held up to the expectations.

Because wishes on a wishing star,

that is a falling star, a shooting star,

will come true.

Or it least that is what they say.

As for me, I wish that

not one eye glimpses me

or my shooting tail.

Aside

Improvisation

Improvisation

Image

Chicken scrawls

Silence – 2

The Aries Ram

Two of my best friends wanted me to do their star signs too
One a Pisces and one a Scorpio-Libra cusp.

Silence – 1

The Angel of Time

Some random shots of Dubai

18 Aug 2012 3 Comments

The Dubai Fountain

Standing tall, two lone trees.
Desert Safari, Dubai

The Desert Sun
Desert Safari, Dubai

Sheik Zayed Road
At the top, Burj Khalifa

Why I am forced to borrow my friends’ notes before any exam ..

13 Aug 2012 4 Comments

Putting together the pieces isn’t always fun, but when you do, it shows you the bigger picture you have been missing all along

Inky swan-girl

Jungli-Bungli

Eyes Ee-Oo

This Time

11 Aug 2012 4 Comments

Remember the day I

handed to you,

a glass heart that I crafted,

laboriously, with

tenderness, love

and a quest for perfection ?

Remember when you

looked at it,

mesmerized by what seems within

the glass exteriors?

Satin, smoke and sunshine.

I remember the look on

your face

that

I quite could not read,

but could read it enough

to know it was wrong.

I remember you telling me

words of empty reassurance

as you slipped the heart

back into my palm,

and closed my fingers

around it.

I remember,

watching you walk away

into the distance

till you were no bigger than

my fingernail.

I remember,

as I walked up

the tallest tower of the

tallest mountain

in the center of the earth and

flinging the glass monster,

the source of my anguish,

my tears and

watching

as I know

it shattered somewhere in

the distance.

So now, today,

when I look at

you and you gaze back

with the same intensity,

my mind goes back to that night.

Because my heart,

it is no longer there

for me to give to you.

You need to travel distances,

not in miles, but smiles

and laughter and love,

gradually, till the pieces come

flying together,

suspended through strings

of promises.

Only then can you once

again hold my little

glass heart in your palm,

but this time,

don’t give it back to me.

It is yours to break.

Ten things I learnt from photographing animals

10 Aug 2012 8 Comments

1. Individuality, individuality, individuality. 

You can be as big a team player as you want to be, but never lose your identity to conform to ANYBODY’S standards.

Any zebra can graze, be the one cool enough to laugh .

2. Always maintain eye contact. 

This holds true especially during confrontations. Nothing intimidates people like a firm look. Not to mention convinces them.

If looks could kill, this picture will murder an average of 20 people per day.

3. Yawn away

Besides having the pure satisfaction that words cannot express, yawning has a lot of medical benefits

This is the only way to yawn, i.e., like a boss.

4. Your mother will always protect you. 

You know whatever kind of shit the universe throws at you, your mom is going to BE there to save you from it.  So respect her.

 

5. Step outside your comfort zone

While knowing where you belong is important, it is equally important to shake things up a little and interact with people who intrigue you. Chances are, your comfort zone will just become bigger.

Step outside your comfort zone

 

6. Go the distance

No matter how long. how hard or how lonely the journey is, it will not become better by being in the same place. So MOVE.

Small steps add to be to great distances

7. Be proactive

If the grass is greener on the other side, make sure you GET there. You don’t see a lot of animals staying around where there is no grass, literally.

Keep moving

8. Say no

Not everybody deserves a yes from you, and you should just learn when to turn your back on them and say no when you really do not want to do something.

Turn your face at problems that aren’t yours to solve.

9. Look awesome, always.

So we haven’t been blessed with hues and patterns and textures, but that does not mean we need to be shabby. Have you ever seen a cheetah look shabby? And they are supposed to live in the muck and whatnot.

Own that spotlight

10. Make time for friends

However busy you are, never ignore your friends or take them for granted. They might not be around much longer.

Two is indeed better than one

 

 

 

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