Tuesday, July 27, 2010

The untrodden ways

Walking through the untrodden ways,
Stepping over the rocks, I swayed
Looking down the valley, I saw
Weary, hollow eyes, searching for happiness
Stumbling on and on, I went further on the way,
Down the valley, I saw,
Crying, lonely, heart, searching for the way,
Sympathized with the broken heart, lonely eyes,
I moved further, tripping on the pebbles
Surprised I was, to see my lost friend,
With the chains, all around, forging ahead
Giving me a helping hand, at every impasse
There he was once again,
Those hollow eyes, that lonely heart,
That heavy chain of remorse,
All created by me, my selfishness
All forgotten by me, my greed
He was carrying them all along,
On his back, stooping by their weights,
We talked of beautiful memories,
He taught me the ways of life and truth,
I promised to be there always,
To which he smiled, and escorted me,
To the garden of life, the garden of love,
The garden of happiness, the garden of desires,
I swayed once again, I stumbled again
But the helping hand was not there,
For I realized too late, I had swayed
With the beauty of flowers, the freshness of leaves,
With the sweetness of fruits, the beauty of birds,
With the lake of selfishness, clouds of arrogance,
Too far, too happy, too busy,
To send a smile to my never-failing friend.

Friday, July 16, 2010

Insane is all, we actually want to be.......

When i say "Insane", i mean someone who does not understand the materialistic world, someone who isn't wise enough to understand the difference between sarcasm and praise, someone for whom every moment is filled with pleasure, someone for whom every person is good, irrespective of all the preconceptions, someone who's ready to help the other person just for a smile, because he doesn't know what strategies are, someone for whom simply saying something is a commitment, for he doesn't know what collusion is, someone for whom every task is worship, for he doesn't know the concepts of profit and loss to make the balance sheets! And it's not very difficult to realize that liberation from the vices of greed, deceit, dishonesty; a life filled with the sunshine of happiness and laughter; a life where all we do is just a tribute to the Almighty. Ironically, we call such people INSANE, without realizing, all we need is "insanity" only.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

The questions unanswered....

Sitting back on the chair, thinking about the unknown,
A tear trickled through my eyes,
My heart, busy pulling the chariot of desires
Stopped, and peeped into my sad eyes.
Despaired to the smiling eyes, filled with deep blue tears.
He sat, beside me, waiting for me to calm down.
I smiled, smiled more, and he gazed at me.
Tried to tell him, I was fine, happy and relaxed.
Asked he, what made me sad, cry.

The tears flowed again, I told him
I asked a few questions, just a few of them,
The answers were not the ones, the ones I had been told,
Oh, I lost it, I lost it, I had been deceived ever since,
The answers were not the ones, the ones I had been told.

Puzzled, he questioned, just a few questions,
Tell me what they were; I shall give you true answers,
I shall not deceive you, I shall not, I promise.
Nodding with tears still on, I thought I would tell.
I asked, if, honesty was the best policy
Before, he could speak a word,
I said, no, no, no, that’s the answer
You said, it was, you said it a hundred times,
I was honest, I was open,
And hence, I was laughed upon, I was scorned in.

Calmly, he listened to me,
I asked him, if work was worship,
Before, he could speak a word,
I said, no, no, no, that’s the answer
You said, it was, you said it a hundred times,
I was workaholic, I was sincere,
And hence, I was called chauvinist, I was knocked

Calmer he was now, still listening to me,
I asked him, if faith was the foundation,
Before, he could speak a word,
I said, no, no, no, that’s the answer
You said, it was, you said it a hundred times,
I trusted, I relied upon others,
And hence, I was hurt, I was called a fool.

Now, offended he was, sitting in a deep thought,
He looked at me with, again and again,
And said, yes, I said honesty was the best policy,
Yes, I say honesty still was the best policy,
To be credible, to be acceptable, to be believed,
Not to others, but more to yourself.
I say again, yes, work is worship,
To be happy, to be content,
Not just you, but the Almighty
I say again, yes, faith is the foundation,
To love, to trust, to confide,
Not just the Almighty, but for the life He bestowed upon you,
For those, beautiful people, who love you, trust you.

Wiping my tears, assimilating his words,
I glanced with a smile, I thanked, I apologized,
I smiled more, still some more,
Promising through my eyes, to my heart,
Of never questioning him again, never, ever
For some questions need be left, as they are, forever.