Tuesday, 9 August 2011

I m special

U who love me...
I m humbled...
To open my eyes to beauty...
Let me walk an extra mile...
Let me shake those jitters away...
Let me be privileged ...
To make my people feel special again...
Coz u're joy...
Helps me bloom...
Let me strive...
Let me be obsessed...
Let me have more of the love in u're eyes...
Coz it makes me feel so special again...

Its sunday again...

Sun is kissing me right on my face....
Stars are shying away...
I feel lazy...so what?
I feel it everyday...
But today...yes today;
I can be just that...what i feel...;
Swaying to my tunes...
Dancing my blues away.
The longest shower...the best perfumes...
I am a princess again.
Hey,hey I m happy again...
No chores for me ...
I ai'nt in any mood;
I am splurging on myself again...
Time to chitchat...& gossip away...
Songs will flow...laughter will follow
Time to find me;
& be merry again...
COZ its sunday again.

Hey friends{for all my dear frnds on the occasion of friendship day}

Its our day...like every other day;
Lets join hands...
To connect,in a very special way...
Lets utter sweet nothings;
And smile all day...
Coz I am there....
The way u are...
Today and for everyday...
To celebrate the miracle...
Of finding each other on our way...
Not by blood...not by rituals...
Bond by higher ways...
U need someone & they are there...
God in a strange  way is everywhere.



fiasco




My life...I,always thought ....
Hey !...was full of fiasco...
But what's life ...If not spiced up;
With unintended ...surprises;
Ones u can't handle...
Ones that make u throw up...
Blushing with embarrassment
Ones that make u ....
Look in the mirror &
Scream ;"God ?Did I do it?"
Hmm...Then what could u do?
But to stand by it
Smile cheezily ....feel awful & say...
I can be this too....
Hey,I can be this too once a while.



Tuesday, 26 July 2011

Me ,myself and I

Whilst I was attempting...
To peep out of my closet;
My silly fears started grinning again...
But then as I sensed the adrenaline pumping;
They weren't my foes after all...
Conquering my all powerful phobias;
Gave me a high...
Slowly with all humility...
I knew I was raising the bar...
Friend..or..foe...it's all within me;
I embrace my soul...with all its complexities;
Befriending myself forever.

My job or u'rs

They dumped upon me...
Work which I thought...
Was not my job.
Frowns showed up;
As I took it up;
And the essence went all sour...
And as the moist breeze kissed me...
Whilst my ambulance ride...
 I realized ...
Work is what I m here for...
Work well done is contentment...BUT;
Work done out of joy is bliss...
& I resented not putting up my best smile...as I took up my part.

whilst i was stirring

The raws looking all colourful...
Ready for the whistle;
It simply struck me...
What if there wud be no fire beneath my cooker...
My sambhar wud never be.
As I was smiling......
At the folly of my silly thought;
I realized ...
There's so much...
My hubby's luv;
My parent's blessings...my kanna's grace;
My senses by me;
The roof above;
My satiety all appeased;
The nature abiding by our safety;
The obedient machines....
This much and so much more...
That I've always taken for granted...