Once upon a time

Once upon a time I would enjoy doing all sorts of things but they will come a time when you want to derive deeper meaning from the things you have always done, the things you have always taken for granted. These could be attitude, beliefs or plain hobbies. You ask yourself why you have religiously followed the rituals. You tell yourself that you always wanted or liked it or you were just plainly hooked to it. Sometimes you cannot answer that. You are always changing and adapting to life changes and you wonder whether you are probably getting less normal. Everyone, though may see or regard you the way you were yesterday but now you are no longer the same. You are adapting to new challenges and some people may tend to doubt you when you say: I am no longer like that. Nothing to worry about though.

Sending the wrong signals to a toddler

I have always asked my two-year old daughter to do some errands for me and she always seemed enthusiastic to do them. She would do it to please me so I thought. Fetching a glass of water was her favourite. She would rush to get back to me sometimes spilling the water in the process. I would melt inside with happiness and satisfaction knowing that one day she will get it right. This loyalty was to turn into shattering experience. More

Should I tell him?

I have thought about it and I cannot come to a decision. What is he going to say if he finds out that all along I knew? I am his best friend and he expects me to at least let him know. But this one will definitely deflate his pride, compromise his integrity and my integrity too if I do not tell him. I have had sleepless nights but I cannot decide. If he knew that I knew then that’s the end of our long deep and intimate friendship. Should I destroy that overnight? What about everything that we have cherished and upheld: honesty, loyalty, justice and the truth. The long nights spent discussing nothing but our common interests: astronomy, philosophy, commonsense, our private lives, and all the marks of good breeding.

Suddenly withholding this information would that make a good friend? I know things would never be the same again if he knows. I am caught between a hard rock and a hard surface. All my bodily fluids are being squashed out. My heart is racing and my breathing is slowing down. I have tried to show him that something is wrong and he does not read the danger. Many a time I have been close to telling him but I cannot bring myself to do it. I did not know I was a coward until now. Am I a good friend? So I have been lying to myself all along.

What has to be gained from letting him know. What has to be lost? Will I be able to face him again. He is my only friend, soul mate and rock. He thinks it is me who has a problem. He can sense something is wrong. He is concerned about me. He is trying his best to help me destroy him. I cannot do it. I cannot be the first but I cannot be the second or last either. I hope this thing will come to pass but I must pull the trigger first. What a heavy burden?

My conscience is in a turmoil. Everyone knows. They expect me to tell him. Why is he dump this time? A great problem solver who cannot see the obvious because it affects him. I wish he could just look beyond his long nose. Is it stupidity, faith or blind faith. Nothing adds up. I am in hell and the tongues of flames are leaping towards me in all directions.

I cannot tell you first what the problem is. It would be like I am stabbing him in the back.
I will alcohol-drink until I drop dead and try to-night. The day of deliverance is inevitable.

To hell with what is right and wrong.

The Inner World

You are feeling down and a friend comes from nowhere
He tells you let’s go for a night drive.
To see the neon lights.
You are feeling down and forsaken
And you have lost much self-esteem

The drive that turns out into everything none undesirable
From the music you engage with the past and present
The guitar gently weeps
While you shed a tear of belonging to the world gone by
You become part of the flow uphill and downhill
Like a fish you have to swim up-flow to spawn

You get lost in the flood
But you do not give a damn
You enjoy every second
Every minute.

Old memories come back to haunt you
You get into your inner world
And hope you could cling to that forever
Your body and soul rock to the old rhythm

Time does not seem to exist;
Yesterday was better but insipid
And today is inspiring
Today gives you much to look for the future

Thanks Peter for the plugin.

Somebody is watching you

body scanners

Whether you like it or not somebody is watching you from a distance. For those who are religious I am not referring to your god who watches from a distance but surveillance cameras that are used to monitor our actions and lives in public. Did I say in public? Sometimes even in your private domain some people feel they have the right to monitor you. Their reasons could be wide and varied. They are scared of you. They want to bring you down for whatever reason. Whatever you do they are watching you if you did not know?

You go into supermarkets they follow you .
You use the subway they follow you.
You drive they follow you on motorways.
You go to jail they watch you too.
What a Panopticon?
You fly they undress you at airports
and see all your “curves and insides”

You protest they “tag” you.

They tell you they want to stop crime.
To stop revolutions.
Intruding into your privacy .
Do they have the right to intrude all in the name of security?

Instead of addressing the social problems they are busy investing in surveillance.

I am just an ordinary law-abiding citizen.

Fading away like a shadow

I used to regard some friendships highly but to be disappointed along the way when the relationship becomes a one way street. You have to be there for them. You have to sacrifice for them in any form but when you really need them More

A letter from me to me

I have been waiting for your letter for the past week but More

Twinkle through the dark sky

At the beginning of the year I set myself targets. Now it is time for me to look into the view mirror and at my odometer to see how many miles I have covered and see More

What is a good game?

With the International Cricket Council World Cup, [ICC] going on In India I have enjoyed some good Cricket games. I support any good side so you can see that I am not fanatical but a true “gentleman”.

One can judge what a good game is? For different More

Yesterday I gave him my heart with intensity

A post by my guest blogger Exppressions1

I lived my life and maximized the moments.

I kissed his lips as two lovers longing for each other.

I took a deep breath and released it in front of his eyes.

I loved him as I deserve to receive love.

I made love to him as if it is for the first time.

Being with you yesterday I chose to forget the troubles of this world.

Your hugs made me realize that LOVE exists.

I opened my heart and I allowed myself to be vulnerable.

Yesterday, I loved to see myself reflecting Love.

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