Tuesday, October 18, 2011

found and lost

Then and now, the games of time, my Love,
the myriad knots in my head thus brought about.
Funny how, I kept yearning for more
even when we believed we're twin souls..
Caught momentarily in the spin of earthly life.

Oh how our madness turned into a way of the life we shared..
how reckless were we, and what joy it brought to us!
Irony, Brother, the way your frolic chose its own path,
swiftly bereaving me of the magic life has been for two years

It's ok, my Child! As you say, we will probably meet again,
at a place where there are no neurons :)
I'm not complaining, Ma, it's not your fault.
But I can't help but point to the anguish i feel now..

When I realize that I'm in the midst of all that I wanted
until a few days ago -
- there are friends, jokes, compliments, cheers, late-night liberation!
But one thing that makes life 'Life', is missing.
That's you, my Passion..

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

A New Me as Interesting as Rumi?

As one of my few friends has passingly hinted, I have far more hatred than love in store, I started to think about the purpose of my life. Not that I have gathered any direction, least of all an answer to it, but I conjured up another seemingly smart fast-fact about myself. There is far more stuff that I don't contribute to, than otherwise.

What? Did you expect some wisecrack there? The reason I used the first sentence was to simply state yet another fact about my potential. And well, in the meanwhile, I started off with some shameless, harmless lies. First, no friend dare hints such things to me. Second, I haven't started to think about my purpose in life. That grim statement was to do just that - add a grim tone to my new post that I'm struggling with. But yes, I have only a few friends. Sparingly.

If you're still with me, rather if you ever were, you could see that I don't update this blog, which in one real person's opinion, deserves to be filled more. One thing I love about life is the high I get on recognition. And praise, in a ridiculous way, is close to my passion. But there's also this wannabe ascetic in me that makes me pledge the other extreme. In a general, survival, mundane mode, I'm usually caught somewhere in between, unaware, but grumpy, nevertheless.

Laziness, I guess, generates dangerous end-products when combined with wit. Again, like most things about me, these two also have the ridiculous hopeless undertones. Not classy! Anyhow, as a result, I come up with awesome ways to escape from WORK, under the guise of 'spirituality'.

This post is just one of the very, very few attempts I've made in my life, to change the status quo.

If you, bloody god, are listening, or recording this for my karma later, please, sometime, tell me, was I a worthy earthling?