Monday, 25 March, 2013

Handful of Ashes

From dawn to dusk,
man runs,
collects matter.
Not a moment,
of peace,
of serenity.
And yet,
when death engulfs,
no escape.
Then and there,
empty hands,
six feet space,
burnt or buried,
a handful of ashes,
all remain.
Man runs,
from dawn to dusk.

Saturday, 23 March, 2013


Clandestine love,
Sacred for a moment,
Hiding in smile forever.

Wednesday, 20 March, 2013

Second Chance

I came home like any other usual day. She was in the kitchen, preparing supper, like any other usual day. But there was something which wasn't usual. There was a deep edgy silence on her face. She didn't greet me. I understood the reason but pretended as if I didn't know anything.

But suddenly she broke the silence and asked, "How was your day, honey?" "Good, pretty good", I replied sarcastically.

"She left you for me now?" she hit finally.

I was just staring at her and wondering how did she come to know about her, my so called iconic love, who ditched me. Then she came closer, hugged me and broke down. "Never do it again", she whispered.

Surrendering her lithe body in my arms, she cried aloud. And so did I. That very moment I realized, it's absolutely fine for a man to cry for someone who takes you more important than their life.

Another thing I realized was that not everyone deserves a second chance. I thanked my wife for giving a thought that I deserved it one more time.

The supper was delicious more than ever.

P.S. - Extra marital affairs maybe a fun, but ultimately they ruin.

Saturday, 16 March, 2013


Artificial feelings,
Tailor made emotions,
Cacophonous world.

Friday, 15 March, 2013


Folded red heart,
Under her bare feet,
Seeking merciful acceptance.

Thursday, 14 March, 2013


Have you noticed a child making the sandcastles? Ever? There is nothing between him and the play. The sand and his hands are all that he is careful about. He makes the castles as if he is going to live in there for eternity. Yet at the end of the day, when his father calls him, he leaves everything halfway or better destroy everything with the same hands that build them, and goes back to his father. With no regrets, no attachments to his treasured castles.

I want to live like that. I want to spend my life in such a way that though I may tend to do the things or make the relationships which seem to last longer than life yet when the death comes to hug me and to take me to my father Lord, I leave everything behind with no regrets, with no attachments whatsoever. I want no one to remember me after I leave this earth plane. Neither for good nor for bad.

Leaving your mark behind is what everyone is so conscious about. But what for? The one who leaves, has no connection with the mortal world. So why be so desperate for leaving your mark behind? I maybe making a mistake but that's what human life is all about. To make mistakes. To learn from them. To live for only yourself.

And perhaps in the process, somehow, I hurt the people around me - by not getting attached to them so much.

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