a different raaga

there are times when life suddenly starts to beat
on a different rhythm
on a different raga
and there's a rhyme and reason . . . .

aaj phir jeene ki tamanna hai
aaj phir marne ka irada hai

and then the rhythm is void of a voice

just a metronome without a soul

Can we go back in time?

i just wish i could go back in time
i just wish i hadn't lost . . . .
i just cant bear the pain
i just wish . . . .

:-(

Accidental or Incidental

as i lay on bed, i sensed the distinct odour of antiseptic & listerine
my eyes moved slowly to discover the environs that i was lying in

the pain inside me was acute that i didnt realize the syringe go in
the doc had prescribed a painkiller to alleviate the physical pain

the medicine took its course onto my nerves and into my brain
my eyes closed for a few seconds as thoughts ran wild in my mind

a few minutes back i was lying on the asphalt road on a dingy street
the screeching halt of the car had perfectly synchronized with my fall

the instrument which flipped from my hand was a few metres away
with its moonlight screen still flashing on a dialed call waiting

the haphazard typing, the frantic dialing, the nervousness inside,
everything muted the surrounding sounds that i was hearing

i hadnt noticed the car coming until reality hit me with a jolt
and as i fell, i could not comprehend the sudden turn of events

suddenly pain was everywhere, inside, outside and within
i clenched my teeth as pain and agony engulfed me

i felt strange as i started touching my own hands and elbow
bruises and scratches had made the skin seem alien to mine

thanks to my prayers to God - "you havent ended up with a
joint crack or a fracture" retorted the doc as he walked away

as i tried to sleep, myriad thoughts played havoc in my mind
was it really my fault ? yes ? why me ? why is this happening ?

a friend had completely deleted me from thoughts and that hurt
but the civic road was not a place for trivia and cellphone activity

as i tried time and again, i failed miserably to connect
the call did not connect - but the fall ultimately did

i had rejoiced when God gave me a great friend and
now i quiver in desolation as I have lost what He gave me

a friend who laughed in rhyme and cared dearly
now no longer shares nor cares

pangs of pain abound which fail to explain
the strange mystery behind the veil

i still wait with endurance for judgement day
as i ponder was it all but accidental or incidental

as i mourn, i still keep asking myself . . . .

Kissed by a Rose

there, used to be a greying tower alone on the sea
you became, the life on the dark side of me
love remained - a drough as the high mountain appeared

but did you know
that when it snows
my eyes become alive
and the light that you shine can be seen

baby, i compare you
to a kiss from a rose on the grey
oooh the more i get of you
the stranger it feels yeah

and now that your rose is in bloom
a light hits the gloom on the grey

there's so much a man can tell you
so much he can say
you remain
my power
my pleasure
my pain

baby, to me you're like a grown addiction
that i cant deny

wont you tell me
is that healthy baby

but did you know that when it snows
my eyes become alive and
the light that you shine can be seen

baby i compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
oooh the more i get of you
the stranger it feels yeah

and now that your rose is in bloom
a light hits the gloom on the grey

i've been kissed by a rose on the grey !

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Oru Chembaneer Poovu

Oru chembaneer poov-iruthu njaan omaley
Oru vela nin nerku neeti illya

Engilum engeney nee arinju
Ente chembaneer pookunnadhaay ninakkaai
Sugantham parathu-nnadhaai ninakkaai
Parayu nee parayu, Parayu nee parayu


I’d picked a flower for you my dear
not once did I show it to you

even then, how did you know ?
how did you know that my flowers bloomed only for you
that they spread their fragrance for you
tell me, just tell me

a moment to treasure

the immense joy and excitement when a friend calls you
the addiction to speak that entices you in one whole moment

and you wish that, that moment lasts as long as you can imagine
its an experience that you would treasure for a lifetime