Local trains!

Today was my first day to college and one thing that comes as a bonus with my MTech course is also two hours of train journey on my way to college! I was well equipped with a novel and my mp3 player to ensure I am not bored while travelling! But..the fact is I just din't feel the need to use either of above things!! There are so many interesting people around and my travelling timw would give me enough time and space to explore my avocational subject of interest- psychology!

The first group of people I came across were a group of teachers! There is this certain "factor" about them that can make it so easy to spot a teacher! The way they talk, the way they behave..there is a instructive instinct in what they put forth, there is a kind of  aura that says "dude, U can't boss over me!",most older teachers are resistant to pleasant smiles except that they reserve few of theirs for their collegues with whom they share common hatred principles! So there I was, sitting and observing a group of 5 teachers, few of them kept joining in through different stations! Through my observation, I have classified people into a few categories (hopefully many more would be coming in my future posts!) listed as below:

1. people who observe every detail in u including places where your purse is torn and the angle at which your long earrings tilt!

2. people who keep complaining ( this teacher was complaining about every possible thing on this earth including monsoons, lack of good designs in purses, CHILDREN and their PARENTS with a usual dialogue" the parents just keep dancing on our heads, the education system, ICSE board, human nature... blah blah blah!)

3. people who are equipped all sorts of medicines (this lady had one for pain, fever, loose motions and vicks vapourub!!!)

4.people who are genuinely nice and willing to give their seats to older people, willing to hold others bags while they struggle to keep their feet firm admist the pushing crazy crowd!

5. people who are new and therefore silently observe and absorb the intricacies of the peer psychology!

Just when I was sitting next to them and listening to the conversations, the writer in me just registered all these things and I decided that all this stuff is getting onto my blogpost!

More later..as the train journey will go on and I' ll keep writing about it!

Romancing Nature

Hmmm....! I am completely feeling at peace with my self. A nice shower, saxophone music, an orange evening,  the beautiful view of the oldest trees from my window and the smoothly sailing breeze that blows my open wet hair lightly while I see the leaves waving to the same cool zephyr, all of this is making me feel one with nature. It brings a slight smile on my lips as I feel the calm and the serenity take over my mind and soul. A moment like this makes me feel so complete, so connected to the setting sun, so connected to my own self. My own self , that I thought, I had  almost lost admist the petty worries of the other world! I feel released from a bond and I can sense the flight of a caged bird into the open sky! The tunes of the saxophone seem to me like spring. I can feel the green spread inside my heart and the blooming yellow flowers add the bright shade to    the soothing stretch of grass. I can feel the blooming of my soul and the humming bees, the path traced by them and the love that exists between this pair and at last, the sweetness of this nectar has an eternal flavour that has been sprinkled on my restless mind. Oh Creator, bless my soul with the lasting eternity of this bright blossoming season! Romance doesn't necessarily have to be with another person, but it also exists in unity of one's self  with  the rythum of nature!

Writer's Block!

Writer's block gives me a tough time!
Cos there is too much in my head and heart
and the right words just seem lost in space
yet there is a compulsion to purge out a storm.

The mundane incidents consume me into their existence
leaving me lost in a deep search for true meaning
Why does happiness seem so out of reach
when you feel you don't even have a reason to fret?

My longing for the cozy rains is finally about to end
but there is something else other than the dry earth
that needs the droplets of a powerful rain
Can I please shout that its none other than my heart?

A poem is being composed without a pattern
and trying to express the incompleteness of this moment
Lovely weather and lonely me
Does God care enough to turn His feather?

Sometimes a touch of love turns the dusty edge
into shimmering shades of a golden haze
All seemingly completes my life and love
Yet why do I sometimes sense just the brown plain wood?

High I want to rise and far I want to fly
into the vastness of the deep blue sky
I have my wings but the ones beneath mine
Why can't I feel them even though I can see them???

Will take u to my garden of love..

Endless nights spent glaring in to space,
Thousand questions take away my solace,
In search of what path now have I to take,
What source of living have I to make.

In the sweet silence,
when the rythum of your love plays,
the music just takes me over..
yet what remains is the silence!

Maa

I wrote this poem for the most important and loving person in my life - my mother! I had written this poem when mom was sitting at a distance from me one evening during sunset. Soothing breeze was blowing mildly and flying white streaks of her hair suddenly filled me with a realization that she is getting older. I know there is nothing so different in what I then realized, but still that moment I felt like writing this poem and tapping my feelings into words. Here it comes..a dedication to my "Maa";

Madham si hawa lehrati hai to uski zulfe bikhar jaati hai,
Aankhon mein mamata ki nami,
Loriyaan gungunate mulayam se lab,
Pyaar bhara sparsh,
Itna pavitra, itna saccha,
Jis se saari chintayein pal mein hi door ho jaati hai,
Dhalti hui sandhya bhi itni sundar lagti hai,
Maa tu to muje saakshaat pari lagti hai!