Sunday, September 27, 2009

I wept deeply


I went to God ,he told no one should be here without heart
I wept when I remember It is not with me ...

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Holy Lips

I still remember him.My best time was the time that he kissed my forehead and told me
Good night baby,a holy kiss that I missed every night during the following years.
One night he didn't come It was then I understood that he had left us for ever.
I couldn't sleep with out his sacred kiss.One day they took me to his new home.I found nothing there except a fist of earth.
Trying to reach his face I buried my face in the wet earth and wished my daddy.
Good night this is your baby that you left her.
I asked him why he left us,there was no reply the only sound was that of my sister mourning.It's many years later now but I still expect your kiss and the way that
you brought peace to my sleep....

where is your root

Today I noticed an old man who happened to be our gardener;he was cutting away branches of a young tree;I was wondering why he was doing that.
I wondered what was wrong with him.I asked him why he was so cruel.The tree was
so young and I couldn't understand why he was destroying it.
He looked at me questioningly and answered in a gruff tone his reply
that shocked me.
He said that though I was right about the tree being young it was not it's roots
were in an other's land.
He stated that we need not bother about it.
However, I felt sorry for this young careless tree.Have I wondered why he had bowed over the wall in to our land.Had he wanted to take a peak at one of the slender beautiful trees in our yard?Did he want to show off his strong boughs colourful blooms and tender leaves? It reminded me of our world when travelers want to experience a new culture and reach out to new people they are sometimes snubbed by them,and scoffed at by their own people neither their roots nor their branches
are allowed to flourish.

who is ready to accept a broken heart .

One day I decided to sign that paper. It was my will that,in future,they can use my eyes, my brain,or any other organ and give it to people who really need it to continue living .People who still have time to live and need another shot at it.
what is the use of my body when my soul has gone to better place.I thought they can use my eyes,maybe someone can use it and see the world through my eyes.Maybe they can use it to look at someone they love again.Satisfied I pledged my eyes.
When it cam es to my heart though, I had to stop and think.At first I didn't want
to give it away.The volunteer helping me thought it was strange and asked me Why Not?
I couldn't explain to them.My heart bore many burdens and I didn't know if the recipient could bar them;It cause them alot of pain.Like it did me.Would they be able to use my heart well because it had been broken so many times.who knows whether it could be ever repaired.Could anybody be happy with a broken heart?
After deep contemplation I finally arrived at a decision.I decided to pledge it because I have so much love in my heart to share.Wouldn't it give happiness who is going to use my heart?

Monday, September 14, 2009

expectation

If I die
bury my body near the mountain
next to our road
keep my hand out
let people know
I am still expecting something from life

Else

Never Comes alone,So it makes me think that this word has no confidence.
It also has no fixed characteristics.Sometimes it comes with nothing and
funnily;it becomes nothing else.Don't expect any more.Then sometimes it
comes with something.Then it makes you happy and you wait for a little more.
Whenever he calls me I realise he is in a hurry when he uses else in "ANYTHING ELSE"
I reply nothing else.My dear Saturday this "else"sometimes makes me wistful not because it has the potential to do so.But because of the way it use.
"anybody else" "somebody else" "what else" "how else" and "who else"
If you notice even though it comes in the end it makes us expect more.
Tell me what else can I give you ? look I used it in the middle;and it brought me and you together.What else could you possibly ask for?

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Wait just wait

How long should I wait?It was my first question when they told me wait.
Yet I remember ,In fact it is long time that I am waiting and I used to wait
wait became part of my life .Wait for tomorrow ,wait for reach your time,wait until
you be able to do that, wait a minute second but it became days,months and years.
As far as I remember waiting never left me .Even one day you told me wait until ...
you never understood how I am tired of this word.I fear even when they want to bury
me again ask me wait in list....just u tell how long we should wait?

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Life is in a journey

Isaw it,while journeying.I was traveling in an Auto Rickshaw.I couldn't guess it's gende,so let me call it a "he".
I couldnt figureout where he came from;funny story.why should an ant travel by Auto?what was his purpose?He was scurrying across my seat,I came upon him suddenly.Why was he in such a hurryand why did he select a rickshaw?
who would care about this careless yet exteraordinary ant?
Suddenly he altered his course and climbed the driver's shoulder.I couldn't keep my peace any more and,I told the driver that there was an ant on his shoulder.Instantly he flicked him off.I wondered a trifle sadlyif I had just caused an accident?

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

smile

What make you happy and when you smile ???It comes from inside or it has no connection with your inside ???.One day he told me I dont know why but I feel you have smile in your face because you fear to cry and you want to avoid of that .He was right but how many of us have reall smile on our face ???.Give smile to your life it make it easy to continue .

Hope

Ever Since dawn she was standing out and looking in at me. Her eyes were mournful and it seemed like she was realy tired. I had no choice but to follow my mothers rule.When I first brought her in to our house .My mother had told me then strickly that she would not allow her in the house if she was pregnant.I immediatly assented and promised that it would ever happen.
Everything was perfect until last week when I found she was pregnant .It didn't take long for my mother to realise she was with child.Then my mother came to my room and told me that she must go.She refused to let her deliver here.She asked me if I remembered my promise,I answered positively.When I wanted give an explanation,she intrapted me saying she didnt want any excuses.Sadly I had to make her leave.And now I am worried about her.But what could I do?I atleast expected that the father of her baby come and take her but nothing happened.Now she is looking at me,I am standing at the window and I dont know what I should do. she is looking at me longingly and I am sure she wants to stay here.I could only stay back guiltily.
Suddenly my mother entered the room carrying abox.I looked at her hopefully.She asked me to stop mooning and bring her inside.Then she asked me to keep the box in the corner of my room to make a temporary home for her while she took care of her babies.I pranced to the door in delight and opened it wide to let in my very pregnant cat!!!!!