tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67031825737275129062024-03-14T00:03:03.589-07:00It is the little things that i desire...meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-53409962829449212702019-06-14T09:21:00.000-07:002019-06-14T09:21:14.575-07:00Mind<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Mind, my mind, your mind, whose mind<br />
am I trying to grope it<br />
mind my mind where did it go<br />
mind your mind why doesn't it let me<br />
empty this emptiness shrouds my awareness<br />
its preying on my misery, i don't want to succumb<br />
mind my mind I question my sanctity<br />
you its you whose robbed me of it<br />
or is it you yes sir you standing there judging me<br />
shadows yes I see shadows walking in the dark stairways of my mind<br />
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struggle, I struggle with keeping my mind calm<br />
rouses, why does it get so roused<br />
is it you ,yes you who took away my peace<br />
me or is it me who doesn't give it a rest.<br />
<br />
mind your mind what are you thinking about me<br />
cringe, I cringe thinking of all the things you would say<br />
absurd, is what I define myself at times<br />
time, my mind is eluding it away<br />
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stir, feelings stir<br />
heady,<br />
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in the throes of vulnerability, <br />
i feel the will ebbing away<br />
i look in the deep whirlpool of emotions<br />
the mess that it leaves behind\<br />
robs me of my peace<br />
robs me of sanctity<br />
and i feel exhuasted<br />
i look for an outlet, a saviuor<br />
who pulss me from this abyss<br />
but ive been waiting for too long<br />
and the will is ebbing away<br />
<br />
the woods have been barren for too long<br />
the leaves have left their branches<br />
i can't find my way back home<br />
i seem to have lost my way back to myself<br />
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every time you pull yourself back up<br />
you think thats the last time<br />
life has you fooled that there are endless possibilities<br />
that you fall only once<br />
that theres something to be looked forward to<br />
but till when can you wait<br />
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trap ,trap is what you do to hide from the world<br />
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i want to follow the ifs and the buts<br />
lie on my back and frivolously dream<br />
of a time yet to come and a person yet to be...<br />
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its where the moist wind and the cloudes, the horizon and the sunshine merge<br />
its when my soul is freed from bodily restrictions<br />
where energies collide and give rise to wistfulness<br />
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I want to stand under the sky and feel my insignificance<br />
i want to look the ocean in the eye and feel myself shrink<br />
ist like we complicate it much.<br />
circle uncircle the possibilities in my head<br />
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Count all the stars that light up the night sky<br />
not worry about the sun about to rise<br />
wallow in the space that i occupy<br />
scribble mess up the tidy sands on the beach<br />
unmake my hair and let them flow with the breeze<br />
is this what happiness is to me?<br />
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whisper into the emptiness of the night sky<br />
listen to the breeze take me words away<br />
far into the empty horizon that the sun has to fill<br />
stuck in the continuum between being heard and unheard<br />
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dream about places yet to see<br />
have conversations with people yet to meet<br />
travel through the 40s straight to the 90s<br />
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-28526212267539274342015-10-31T13:31:00.001-07:002015-10-31T13:33:01.750-07:00Abditory<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 1.7;"><i><b>The heart feels brimmed</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>brimmed to the surface of my soul</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>of words, feelings and musings that I cannot let go</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>this ache that resides inside</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>of battles lost and forgotten</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>spills over the brink and dampens my soul</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>I seek a place where I long to disappear</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>to unburden my mind</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>And rest my soul</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>I conjure the deepest of woods</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>a sanctuary that I call my own</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>to loose myself in this abditory</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>and purge my soul</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 1.7;"><i><b>The sand renders my footsteps untraceable</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 1.7;"><i><b>the wind diffuses my scent</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 1.7;"><i><b>the night cloaks my silhouette</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 1.7;"><i><b>And I walk till living becomes obscure</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b><span style="line-height: 1.7;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 30.6px;">I scamper through the woods</span></b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 30.6px;"><i><b>edging away from consciousness</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>There are holes in my feathery coat</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>the pines hurt my feet</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>the wind blows hard</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>but my heart flutters with glee</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>I see that lone street light</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>that i had first met down this muddy trail </b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>memory resurrects the frail remnants of that cold wintery night</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>when I finally found myself</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>familiarity warmly engulfs me</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>I feel I have come back home</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>I sit confounded at how words brim to the surface of my soul</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>they stir up these funny feelings</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>of sorrows, of delights and the whereabouts of life</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>Its down this trail I come again and again</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>where I've trapped pieces of me </b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>to relive those moments imprisoned in time</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>in these locked up diaries of hidden trails</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>of dampened hearts and trampled bushes</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>written under dimmed lights</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>with muted sighs and perpetuated silences</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 1.7;"><i><b>lies a person I know</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>a person that comforts me</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>a person that reminds me of me</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>I have not learned to express</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>without a pen and paper</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>And hence I return to this carefully camouflaged version of myself</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>to preserve yet another moment in time</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>This is my abditory, </b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><b>This is where I can be myself again...</b></i></span></div>
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-8882183272800712532015-10-24T16:39:00.000-07:002015-10-24T16:39:56.158-07:00Waiting for you<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
This house is vacant again<br />
its laying in wait to hear your footsteps<br />
longing to hear the sound of your giggles<br />
waddling away time to draw the time of your homecoming<br />
<br />
Somewhere from the shadows my melancholic person emerges<br />
"hello there, hadn't seen you for a while"<br />
i feel an urge to hold a piece of paper<br />
and write of how you make me smile<br />
<br />
The chair next to me still has your impressions<br />
your cup still sits on the table<br />
your eyes haven't left me yet<br />
And i sit reminiscing this morning that I spent with you<br />
<br />
They say i'm a loner, they say i solicit my own company<br />
but now that you've come<br />
my soul recognises you as it does me<br />
It know you as an extension of my own person<br />
<br />
I know the reason behind the creases under your eyes<br />
I know that night why you sighed<br />
I've seen you lost in thought through the corners of my eye<br />
I've seen you hide so much under that smile<br />
Through all that and more, you've loved me all this while<br />
<br />
I know our routine of doing stupid things<br />
just to hear each others laughter echo<br />
I know how we go out for each other<br />
and how we wait to see one another everyday<br />
<br />
We live in our own cocoon, the world that we've made for ourselves<br />
where our thoughts stay aloft<br />
we talk, we laugh, we ruminate in each others silences<br />
how we dream, of a life yet to come<br />
and how we cherish the life we have had so far<br />
<br />
Now i'm left with half of myself while you ve taken my thoughts away with you<br />
Its hard to watch you go away,<br />
Even if it is for a few days<br />
As it takes a whole side of me<br />
All i'm left with is a long wait<br />
waiting like this house of your footsteps to return...<br />
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-10534013239829956182015-08-14T05:13:00.001-07:002015-08-14T05:13:02.632-07:00Forgiveness<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
They say the truth can set you free...<br />
they say the burdens are lifted<br />
the anger sorrow and grief evaporates<br />
there is a version of truth that you carry along<br />
and you make it yours<br />
to feed in denial that you've carried for oh so long<br />
it shackles the anger, the deep seated misery<br />
doesn't release, doesn't cease<br />
And you think you have all the answers<br />
still u feel a tiny nudger ,that tethers your conscience<br />
curbing ur peace of mind<br />
<br />
Suddenly when the truth dawns<br />
and when it finally confronts you<br />
the naked bitter truth<br />
under the throes of piercing reality<br />
the harsh cold wave of introspection<br />
and it whispers it was never you , it was always me<br />
even when it casts a light on your chastity<br />
i feel relieved , feel free<br />
the undenying fact stands next to you<br />
to make you realise how you based your life<br />
on the false self victimising version of the truth<br />
of how much time you wasted in the anger , the hatred<br />
of how you made every decision under this guarded truth<br />
it feels futile to have gone through so much<br />
had you ever put urself out in the light<br />
the heart break would have been easier<br />
had i not shunned away from the light...<br />
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but now I feel free, head feels lighter<br />
ive been through hell and back a million times<br />
but this time , i can finally breathe<br />
the one heavy veil of darkness lifted from me<br />
the epiphany lifted me from the darkest corners in my heart<br />
And I found it in my heart to finally forgive you,<br />
I finally found a way to forget you.<br />
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Megha<br />
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<span style="color: #660000; font-family: Oxygen, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25.6px;">"Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet</span><br />
<span style="color: #660000; font-family: Oxygen, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25.6px;">confinement of your aloneness</span><br />
<span style="color: #660000; font-family: Oxygen, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25.6px;">to learn</span><br />
<span style="color: #660000; font-family: Oxygen, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25.6px;">anything or anyone</span><br />
<span style="color: #660000; font-family: Oxygen, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25.6px;">that does not bring you alive</span><br />
<span style="color: #660000; font-family: Oxygen, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25.6px;">is too small for you."</span><br />
<b style="color: #555555; font-family: Oxygen, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25.6px;"><span style="color: #660000;">David Whyte</span></b></div>
meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-67705067367787340532014-05-11T02:59:00.001-07:002014-05-11T02:59:28.166-07:00a call for a new life....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
the wind gushes..<br />
rain hits hard on the floor<br />
mind rushes..<br />
leaving no place to explode<br />
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grey skies , leafless trees<br />
a hard heart, a pair of rough feet<br />
nothing hampers my speed<br />
i keep going , i keep going<br />
<br />
familiar faces keep waning<br />
the streets become secluded<br />
its time its time<br />
its time to head home<br />
its time to leave.<br />
<br />
there is a new life<br />
that waits for me<br />
and its calling out to me<br />
i need to leave this hive<br />
to set this part of me free<br />
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-43591599568451220182014-03-12T16:38:00.000-07:002014-03-12T16:38:22.266-07:00My stairway to heaven <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
And I asked life " what is it that you want from me?"<br />
with furrowed brows, palliated soul and sore feet<br />
I have walked and walked in search of novelties<br />
in search of my silver lining<br />
<br />
living my life from one moment to the other<br />
those brief fulfilling moments<br />
this one moment catches my attention<br />
walking in the milieu of happy spirited souls<br />
the melodies humbly letting the atmosphere overpower<br />
I ruminate fondly over the remnants of these moments<br />
I sit dazed at the lessons you so often give,<br />
and i chose to ignore<br />
<br />
this memory stays imprinted in my mind<br />
the thought of it evokes a resonating feeling<br />
i stay riveted to the sight<br />
a bunch of balloons cascading in the air<br />
the wind swirls and twirls<br />
even when the wind gushes and rushes<br />
the steadiness in the flow never impedes never recedes..<br />
its as if nothing can upset the motive of these pack of balloons<br />
they rise, they fade, still stay rooted to its anchor ,<br />
standing vibrantly amidst a set of oblivious eyes<br />
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my time freezes, my moment comes to the fore<br />
I stay bewitched by these inanimate objects<br />
the steadiness, the stability builds an anchor inside of me<br />
I never want to let go of the feeling<br />
they move together, they stay put together<br />
even on that treacherous road<br />
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this is my personal christmas<br />
my life lies in the colours around me<br />
the happy faces, the laughter<br />
the mellifluous melody entwined with the air<br />
letting me soak the magic in this place<br />
and i ponder<br />
life is so precious, its opened a multitude of dimensions infront of me<br />
and i choose and wander on the path closest to me<br />
the path that surprises me, challenges me, keeps me excited about going forward<br />
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This is a solemn oath to myself<br />
my anthem i choose to follow<br />
I shall continue to find the beauty in life wherever i go,<br />
because the journey is worth a thousand destinations<br />
that my sore feet would cherish forever<br />
because its my journey<br />
my life, that i made for myself<br />
my silver lining is for me to see how far i've come<br />
my soul , that tells me to keep going<br />
miles to go before I sleep<br />
miles to explore before another journey calls out to me.<br />
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-35797257542549588382014-01-02T22:15:00.000-08:002014-01-02T22:15:19.334-08:00My anchor<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I suddenly opened my eyes and saw you<br />
staring at the book you hold<br />
the rays shining the little creases on your forehead<br />
how idyllic is life right now?<br />
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I silently watch as you flip that page<br />
averting eyes, flitting mind<br />
ragged breathing, hued concentration<br />
my world feels alive<br />
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I drive out on the street<br />
the same sun kissing my skin<br />
that just left your creaseless forehead<br />
filling the dark voids in my memory<br />
with pictures of you, smiling unconsciously<br />
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i hold this world of mine close to my heart<br />
in a place that i protect<br />
i make my own truth , i make my own life<br />
when happiness awakens<br />
I choose to shy away from darkness<br />
i live in the ephemeral moment, that is so mine<br />
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walking under a grey sky<br />
in a soulless city,<br />
with auburn coloured leaves flying recklessly in the turbulent wind<br />
looking for an anchor<br />
looking for a place where they can rest their runned down souls<br />
looking for perceptions that could see the life left within<br />
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I have fluttered for a long time<br />
shifting my anchors through the inner turmoil<br />
manoeuvring my inhibitions, gauging my intuitions<br />
seeking my soul<br />
but its time , time to hold on to the last anchor<br />
till the turbulence subsides<br />
till the perception becomes fixed<br />
and i become riveted to it, for life.<br />
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-11460299197909854852013-12-30T07:07:00.000-08:002013-12-30T07:07:22.878-08:00Words<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Words, have been the quintessence of my existence</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">have been the force behind my actions</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">have been a voice to my emotions</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">have turned my life into a living symphony</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I loose myself to be found in my words</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">the semblance of letters patch my soul together</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">thread by thread, stitch by stitch</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">underneath the unadorned display of my soul</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I find a glimpse of the real me</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I sat here in silence glancing through my poems</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I let the words swallow me,</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">consume me, char my spirit</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">under the layers of perception </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">behind the veils of these frail moments</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I often find what I truly yearn for</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">You search out in life</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">travel distances, solicit the company of strangers </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">to ask the truth behind life </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">the meaning, the calling</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">never knowing, never acknowledging </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">that the truth lies somewhere within you</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">and when these words stare at you </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">you realize it should always have been this way</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">there are a million emotions raging</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">half of which cannot be described by words</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">still I implore their company</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">there is a little bit of me in all these words</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">sometimes jovial, sometimes sinister, </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">sometimes frivolous, sometimes melancholic</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">seasons come and gone</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">makes the obscure nuances between them starker</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>the impact on my life, sometimes waxes and wanes </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>but they would always allow me into their shell</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>to seek me from my core</i></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">there is a little bit of me in the tenor of each of these words</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">there is a lot left of me, to describe in words some more</span></i></div>
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-50706555052910642842013-10-17T03:50:00.003-07:002013-10-17T04:01:13.441-07:00Fleeting musings<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Come walk with me</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>into the morning sun</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>where the dew drops, matted over the green canvas</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>palliate our roughened souls</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Come stay with me</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>through day in and night</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>I didn't ask for a love sonnet</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>I didn't ask for a flowery bed</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>just stay,</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>till all the insecurities wash away</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>come hold my hand</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>firmly, steadily</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>hold me through that traitorous road</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>I can make it through on my own</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>but I just want to know, you were right behind</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Look into my eyes deeply</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>and let me see that you understand my soul</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>for I want you to know me</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>in those moments when I don't know myself</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Be kind to me, as I have been to you</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>I have a soft soul behind those high gates</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>I let you in,</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>I let you see all the vulnerabilities in me</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Let me breathe in the space I gave you, peacefully</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Lie with me, in the moment that is so mine</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>on lonely meadows, perched atop an undulated topography</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>under that solitary tree,</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>revelling in the sun's filtered rays</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>in the wind that mixes your scent with my headiness</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>yes, my moment, this moment</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>that is so ephemeral that it shall last forever</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>as the sun bids adieu, so shall you</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>today, tomorrow or somewhere in the receding horizon</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>i shall be happy enough</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>to capture a bit of your soul</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>I will keep it between my wistful sheets</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>in longing memory of what</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>it could have been.</i></span></div>
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-11034163147281135272013-10-09T15:55:00.000-07:002013-10-09T15:55:28.690-07:00To my grandfather ...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I watched you every morning<div>
when you dressed, </div>
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when you exercised, when you met people</div>
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when you worked day in and day out</div>
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I saw what your work meant to you</div>
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I saw how your people revered you</div>
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Despite the adulation, you were humble and unyielding</div>
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I was in awe with you then , I am even now</div>
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I was 5, and you were an important man.</div>
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I wish I had known you as my grandfather,</div>
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I wish you had time </div>
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in the some moments that you were there</div>
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I wish I was not that shy.</div>
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I grew up looking upto you</div>
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with every obstacle I ever faced in life</div>
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with every condescending look, with every demeaning word every said</div>
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I thought of you, </div>
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of your strength to face a nation</div>
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of your conviction of your work</div>
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of your will to fight back</div>
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that made me go on</div>
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that has defined who I am today</div>
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With every challenge I would say</div>
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my grandfather did it, so will I.</div>
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People say I have a lot of strength</div>
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I'm a maverick, I'm bold</div>
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people say I have the courage to go off the beaten track</div>
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I have always known where that came from</div>
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from the life you've led </div>
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from the person you are</div>
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I never wanted to let you down </div>
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and hence , I carried on </div>
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I always, always braved the storm.</div>
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People follow inspirational figures</div>
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people they have never known</div>
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I never had to look far </div>
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because I always had you</div>
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You were always proud of me</div>
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I just wanted to make you even prouder </div>
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and hence I worked and worked, </div>
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and the day I found my salvation was </div>
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when you said " I see myself in you".</div>
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Endlessly, the world has shackled you</div>
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the world has been unfair </div>
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you have been unfair to a lot of people</div>
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you've lost a lot, gained very less in life </div>
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but its that man in you who still holds onto life</div>
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holds onto his true self</div>
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holds on to his core strength</div>
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has always amazed me</div>
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I have never met another being like yourself</div>
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On occasions you have looked past me</div>
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on occasions I probably didn't matter</div>
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but despite of everything grand dad</div>
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you have been my defining force in life</div>
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and I know, you have never known that</div>
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I may never tell you this </div>
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but I love you every bit</div>
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I've always drawn strength from you </div>
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I have never seen you falter</div>
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that is the memory I wish to keep forever.</div>
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No matter what happens next or </div>
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what people say </div>
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how people perceive you </div>
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or how they try to dissect your life in my eyes</div>
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the memory of you, your life, your courage, your strength </div>
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are etched in my mind forever</div>
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that is my own personal stash of strength</div>
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You may never know how much you have made me</div>
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but I'd like you to know </div>
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that you're my grand father first</div>
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and the rest doesn't matter at all.</div>
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With whatever life would hit me </div>
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I know I will face it </div>
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because I have your blood running in my veins</div>
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because I am Your grand daughter.</div>
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-50359971428398140932013-10-04T09:50:00.001-07:002013-10-17T04:35:55.713-07:00Looking back to see how far i've come ..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i style="line-height: 250%; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: black; font-family: Georgia; line-height: 250%;"> Connecting dots in retrospect</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: black; font-family: Georgia; line-height: 250%;">or dots connecting by themselves ...</span></i><span style="color: black; line-height: 250%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: black; font-family: Georgia; line-height: 250%;">am i leading my time</span></i><span style="color: black; line-height: 250%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: black; font-family: Georgia; line-height: 250%;">or is time leading me</span></i><span style="color: black; line-height: 250%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: black; font-family: Georgia; line-height: 250%;">slowly and steadily i uncover the hidden
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<i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: black; font-family: Georgia; line-height: 250%;">wondering where it shall lead</span></i><span style="color: black; line-height: 250%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: black; font-family: Georgia; line-height: 250%;">or where I lead it eventually</span></i><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 250%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--EndFragment--><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>the clock ticks by</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>time rides on tides</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>sometimes washing ashore, breaking into my conscious</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>sometimes leaving my space</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>letting me live in my moments</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>times been an ally, </i></span></span><i style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">i knew not</i><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>it passed by on occasions</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>on occasions it just stood still</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>witnessing silently , my emotions flow</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i><br /></i></span></span>
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>theres a smile lingering at the back of my mind</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>the memory of it dangles in the air </i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>suffuses me with renewed freshness</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>it half reaches my lips</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>it half fades away with the memory of it</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>I willingly succumb to my self-effacing mind </i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">In the midst of the melody of synchronised unsavoury voices</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">my heart plays an irregular tune </span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">my eyes look skyward</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">my ears turn within </span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">I keep trying to discern </span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">the inexplicable stirring happening within me</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">i try to wrap my head around what it could possibly be</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">but I guess</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">the heart has its reasons, that reasons know not.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>I feel heady today , my heart knows why </i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>the air is intoxicating and the clouds are shy</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>I'm at the threshold of the reason of my very existence </i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>I've worked all my life</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>to achieve that picture of me </i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>in the heart of hearts</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>this mental picture never got lost, in the seasons come and gone</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>no one can ever take that away from me</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>because I have become, I have come into my being</i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>I've been searching all my life for that place I've longed for</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>my realm , my universe</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>it is ready besides me today, to set me free</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>the breeze blows through my hair</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>whispers gently in my ear , </i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>'you're here, you're finally here'</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i><br /></i></span></span>
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>And now, I follow the path covered with shrubs of uncertainty</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>a thorn here, a flower there</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;"><i>this is how I chose life to be</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">drenched with ambiguity, excitement and with heart wrenching beauty</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">for the journey I chose , and the journey I led so far</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">has always made every step worth it</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">I have to keep going on</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">to be true to myself</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">to uncover what is left to be uncovered</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">to see what is left to be seen</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 43.66666793823242px;">to find, what is left of me. </span></i></span><br />
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-74827157897431248672013-09-25T00:10:00.000-07:002013-09-25T00:10:21.938-07:00I will forever be very unapologetically me!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A word, a glance, those suggestive eyes<br />
I know what you think<br />
I know what you mean<br />
I've seen my share of life<br />
i've struggled, i failed i succeeded<br />
i made something of me<br />
which you cannot see<br />
so you cant take it from me<br />
<br />
I'm a woman, I might look frail<br />
but i'm as hard as a nut<br />
you can't break into me<br />
you can't break me down<br />
I have an indomitable spirit<br />
its never let me down<br />
<br />
I'm smart , i'm pretty ,<br />
I rejoice in being me<br />
and I have every right to be<br />
I am nothing but a less than perfect image of myself<br />
I won't demean, I won't debase myself<br />
to make you feel empowered<br />
I am and will forever be<br />
very unapologetically me<br />
<br />
it is my prerogative<br />
to live , to breathe in the air I choose to<br />
to not be a slave to your thoughts, your desires<br />
my mind cannot be manoeuvred, or led astray<br />
And if I don't give in<br />
you better go the other way<br />
<br />
you punish me<br />
you bring me to the ground<br />
I will only get back up each time<br />
because I never learnt to give up<br />
you will never get the best of me<br />
<br />
my morals, my ideals , my values, my being<br />
are very well defined<br />
you can't sway me in either way<br />
because I walk my own path<br />
i reign on my own mind<br />
<br />
This is not the end that you see of me<br />
I have an unyielding spirit<br />
an indelible mind<br />
Its not over till I don't say it<br />
It's not over till I don't win.<br />
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-9015554906222525242013-08-14T15:29:00.002-07:002013-08-14T15:29:36.202-07:00Glimpse into one of my nights...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Lone rangers of the sleepless nights<br />
what keeps you up?<br />
is it love and happiness<br />
or worry and anxiety<br />
or chasing the helms of an implausible dream?<br />
or webbing plans along the maze called life<br />
<br />
lone rangers of the sleepless nights<br />
what is that you protect?<br />
in the shrouded darkness from watchful eyes<br />
a desire?<br />
a sacred wish?<br />
a hidden treasure?<br />
a coveted life?<br />
does it enrapture your soul?<br />
does it make your daily living obscure?<br />
<br />
Lone rangers of these sleepless nights<br />
do you surrender your walls to the throes of vulnerability<br />
or do you let go off the egoistic pretence<br />
and submit to fearless introspection<br />
<br />
What is it that you fear?<br />
what is it that you hold so dear?<br />
that is revealed in the fervent throngs of these solitary nights<br />
<br />
Lone rangers of these soulful nights<br />
what music does your night play<br />
do the leaves rustle merrily by your window<br />
after a treacherous rainy day<br />
<br />
do you dig deep or do you let it be<br />
do your memories encapsulate you as the night unwinds<br />
or does your mind take you to places u hardly would find<br />
do you yearn for unfulfilled wishes<br />
or do you soar the unrestricted blue skies<br />
do you bask in the uncertainty of the ceaselessly advancing time<br />
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it is in these moments<br />
that life comes into being<br />
the world slows down<br />
and the pace is subliminal<br />
when you wrap your head around yourself<br />
you encounter you dimly under the lights of the shadowy lamps<br />
when there is nowhere to look without<br />
but just to seek within<br />
the answers, the solace, the agony, the peace<br />
wait for you to decide the flavour of this night<br />
lone rangers of these sleepless nights<br />
which road are you going down tonight?<br />
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-54549923547915644422013-07-26T14:39:00.001-07:002013-07-26T14:39:32.033-07:00An ode to the women I see<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIO8xsrzc7w/UfLqZSoV_sI/AAAAAAAAANA/40Wi8JOGU5I/s1600/Screen+Shot+2013-07-26+at+11.29.50+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIO8xsrzc7w/UfLqZSoV_sI/AAAAAAAAANA/40Wi8JOGU5I/s320/Screen+Shot+2013-07-26+at+11.29.50+PM.png" width="214" /></a>She flies with her own wings<br />
her life is her song<br />
her scruples, the objections in her path<br />
her leisure, her bed of fantasies<br />
<br />
her world, her perception from her eyes<br />
her heart, a mirror of her unsung desires<br />
her mind, a pool of its afflictions and aspirations<br />
her spirit, unencumbered<br />
her essence immortalised in time<br />
<br />
she falls , she rises, she braves the tide<br />
but sometimes, yet sometimes<br />
she frees herself and rides home on the tides<br />
<br />
her stoic semblance bottles up the tumultuous emotions<br />
raging her interiors, eroding her stability<br />
its human, its only human to feel this way<br />
she gives in<br />
sometimes frugally, sometimes unsparingly<br />
but she knows well, when time comes<br />
to take her possessions back<br />
<br />
there is a little satchel she carries<br />
where she keeps her little bundles of joy<br />
her own space, her own prerogative before time<br />
she keeps it hidden<br />
hidden in those moments of self-torn desire<br />
hidden between moments<br />
of loosing and finding yourself<br />
between rationality and irrationality<br />
between sighing and breathing<br />
between the dawn and the early morn<br />
in all those seconds spent in vulnerable thought<br />
<br />
and before the twilight ends<br />
before it takes back the little tufts like clouds soaked with serene lusciousness<br />
before dawn breaks into her sub conscious<br />
she wraps her little joys, and puts them away, shielded<br />
under her cotton sheets of wistful chimeras<br />
she walks through her day customarily<br />
a smile here, an empathetic shrug there<br />
but in her heart<br />
she longs to surround herself in<br />
her private possessions- her memories, her desires, her moments, her soul<br />
to relive those treasured silent memories of unrequited dreams <br />
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I'm amazed by the soul in front of me<br />
always hiding behind the shadows of a half-revealed self<br />
hoping someday someone would see<br />
see through the unseen, see through the disguised impersonation of herself<br />
I'm amazed how unsparingly people disregard her delicate soul<br />
but she still does<br />
she still walks on the unknown roads<br />
trying to find her own way<br />
in the milieu of dogmatic voices<br />
she believes in singing her own song<br />
because she flies, she flies with her own wings ....<br />
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-19380891216852936012013-07-03T01:34:00.002-07:002013-07-03T01:34:26.963-07:00delicious ambiguity, alluring anonymity <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Delicious ambiguity, why does it entice me<br />
why does it draw me<br />
is it an escape from a tireless regime<br />
or an escape from or to reality? <br />
<br />
in the potently static reality<br />
the staleness in the air makes my mind numb<br />
i adapt to my peripheral surrounding<br />
i accept this delusion as my reality<br />
till the time i need to break the mould<br />
to reclaim my lost mind<br />
to have my own free reign over my self<br />
without my mind impeding<br />
without the hidden armour going up<br />
and then i see , then i see how delusive i have been....<br />
<br />
the hum-drum of dialy activites<br />
reverberate in my mind<br />
it confines me to think and react and behave in only certain acceptable ways<br />
and now i cant discern whether which part is really me<br />
and which part is the facade i adopt to keep up with the pace of this mundane life..<br />
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And then I need to break free from the ceaselessly ongoing regime<br />
when i no longer can be a subject to routine<br />
so i set on a journey , as it calls for me<br />
hoping to reclaim my lost soul<br />
<br />
when i view the world from a third perspective<br />
it is the moment that i view myself from a third perspective<br />
there is some pleasure in getting lost<br />
in loosing urself tll u find urself<br />
there is some peace in walking in a crowd<br />
when ur not under a constant radar<br />
you take a step back, back from life<br />
and see<br />
see the people, the faces walking by<br />
when nobody observes you<br />
and u see the faces<br />
u recognise a few, some confound u<br />
ur cloaked in a shroud of naked invisibility<br />
yes there is pleasure in anonymity<br />
is that y i travel?<br />
<br />
the uncertainty of the new place, whiskes away all ur defenses<br />
u fulfill your desire to see the end of all world<br />
explore endlessly changing horizons<br />
see a different rising and a different setting sun<br />
freedom form the current regime<br />
its like breathing again<br />
makes u feel formless, invincible<br />
without any boundaries<br />
ur thoughts can explore any deep seated notions<br />
ur thoughts can uproot any fixed conception<br />
your views can move beyond your peripheral subconcious<br />
your eyes can perceive greater than they can visually see<br />
u feel a change happening within thee<br />
u mould ur mind according to ur renewed perception<br />
u evaluate ur biased values<br />
u imbibe the air , the feeling , the culture of the new place<br />
there is such pleasure in anonymity and more<br />
it opens possibilities of existence<br />
like you can exist in more forms than one<br />
u can romantize life in new forms<br />
there is some pleasure in delaying and acting<br />
the moment in between relaxes you<br />
it swells the ignorance of the unknown future<br />
makes u believe ur in control of the moment<br />
<br />
there is pleasure between loosing ur senses and regaining control<br />
in holding and letting go<br />
in confessing and repressing<br />
as it opens several possibilities<br />
probably even more than those that exist<br />
feels like<br />
the pleasure between winter and spring<br />
of hope, of faith of letting go<br />
i summon the ignorance to the fore<br />
i summon the hope to the fore<br />
there is beauty, utter peace and delight<br />
in not getting to know<br />
of flowing with life<br />
of not questioning back<br />
and letting life take total control<br />
and numbing ur mind<br />
<br />
delicious ambiguity<br />
alluring anonymity<br />
why do they mesmerise me?<br />
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-20990471379094459172013-07-02T07:51:00.001-07:002013-07-02T07:51:37.921-07:00ignorance is subject to obliviousness ..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
sometimes, i do entertain certain thoughts<br />
i play around a bunch of ideas<br />
why?<br />
becuase the mind is the most intriguing thing<br />
even if its rightfully urs<br />
it never obeys u<br />
it never succumbs to you<br />
it plays tricks on u<br />
it can take you to the highest highs<br />
and the lowest lows<br />
and you think that u can master it<br />
you leave no room for uncertainty<br />
to reign full control over your mind<br />
and just in the moments you think hard<br />
to decipher your own motives<br />
reasons,excuses<br />
ur astounded by the facts you uncover<br />
because even if they were hidden inside of you<br />
u were oblivious to it<br />
maybe the world saw it<br />
maybe it didnt<br />
maybe u burried it deep inside<br />
but the mind never forgets<br />
is it then ur biggest foe or your strangest ally<br />
the walls u build around you<br />
is it to shield urself from the world or shield urself from ur mind?</div>
meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-75130877001236975022013-06-28T06:57:00.000-07:002013-06-30T06:06:45.067-07:00the little reassurances that you need...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
In the milieu of the ongoing conundrum,<br />
the racket, and the pandemonium<br />
i looked back at life for reassurance<br />
and life beckoned me<br />
<br />
and when i reached the cross roads yet again<br />
when the past seems dear and the future seems befuddled<br />
and when taking a step ahead or back<br />
is moving away from the other<br />
I looked back at life for reassurance<br />
and life beckoned me<br />
<br />
when the glorious years, and times spent with loved ones end<br />
when you realize that besides that suitcase, you have no perpetual friend<br />
the heart singes when a change is realised<br />
I looked back at life for reassurance<br />
and life beckoned me<br />
<br />
life said ...<br />
there is yet another blue sky<br />
there is yet another less travelled path to be explored<br />
you loved, you lost, you sang, you drowned<br />
but you told courage not to be shy<br />
and hence , I showed you me, I showed you different facets of life<br />
<br />
I shall see you once more<br />
this is not the end my sweet one<br />
it is the beginning of the beginnings to be foretold<br />
and when you silently prayed for amazement to titillate<br />
I opened a lot more doors<br />
<br />
I showed you the bluest skies<br />
the inconceivable abyss in the stormy seas<br />
the waves crushing the tranquil exterior of phlegmatic shores<br />
the solemn oath of the lonely tree to keep stretching towards light<br />
the brazen laziness of the placid sun<br />
and when you asked humility to captivate your soul<br />
I laid the path for you, to retrieve a thousand old souls<br />
<br />
I showed you faces, I showed you people,<br />
I showed you hearts that laid down their deepest passions<br />
I let you see , the beauty behind those faces<br />
I let you see the stoic journeys behind the reticent smiles<br />
and when you gave compassion a voice<br />
you endeavoured to seek beyond me<br />
<br />
I would uncover myself bit by bit, if you only ask for more<br />
for I seek what you're seeking for<br />
then why dont you trust me, why does your heart look for reassurance<br />
why does it look for familiar grounding<br />
when your eyes search for endlessly changing horizons?<br />
why do you glance behind<br />
looking for the fading silhouette of what you once were<br />
the charade of the once been's and the once had's<br />
<br />
Follow me, let change survive<br />
let the memories you hold dear<br />
humble your every step<br />
Follow me, let me lead <br />
for there is so much to seek<br />
so much to uncover,<br />
the laughter , the joys , the sorrows and the tomorrows<br />
wait for you on the other side<br />
leap, leap with me..<br />
<br />
I promise not an easy journey<br />
I promise not to always make you smile<br />
But I promise that the sagacity of thought shall prevail<br />
the trials and tribulations are all a part of the plan<br />
but I promise to make it worth the while<br />
<br />
For this is not the end my child<br />
change is certain<br />
it would take a while<br />
from now onwards you shall only move forward<br />
and when you reconcile with this fact<br />
I will be waiting for you on the other side...<br />
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<br />
Megha<br />
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-44565441369095602332013-06-04T06:54:00.001-07:002013-06-04T12:16:11.898-07:00Moments of misplaced emotions, emotions of misplaced moments <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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somewhere in my hallway</div>
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i hear footsteps approaching my door</div>
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the louder they get , the harder my heart beats</div>
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somebody calls out my name from across the hall</div>
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the voice echoes within the walls of my mind</div>
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trying to search for a familiarity, </div>
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to put together the syllables to help me see that soul</div>
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but i can't discern the difference</div>
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if its u or not</div>
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slowly the vaguely familiar voice reaches the corners of my heart</div>
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the place that i keep hidden from the world</div>
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it triggers the memory of the dew eyed girl i keep concealed</div>
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under the shroud of maturity and composure </div>
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but suddenly my heart stutters</div>
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to my surprise ,it skips a beat</div>
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my face comes to life</div>
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and my eyes gleam</div>
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i hear my name again </div>
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and my heart plunges into a flurry of emotions</div>
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swirling twirling ,</div>
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crippling my poise </div>
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reigniting my long lost self</div>
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is it destiny, de ja vu or memories from across time</div>
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i walk towards the door </div>
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should i open it?</div>
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or should i wait a second longer</div>
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I'm walking on a thin line</div>
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the time draws on me</div>
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but i don't want to decide just yet</div>
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i want to stand across the door</div>
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make that voice flame my senses</div>
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and hear my name once again</div>
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I'm anxious to see the eyes that search for me, I'm nervous to find out more</div>
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should i just relish this moment in time</div>
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or should i open this door?</div>
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my heart softens, the dew eyed girl comes to the fore</div>
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it is in this moment she comes to life</div>
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if i could embody my emotions</div>
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if someone could personify what i feel</div>
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u would see</div>
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oh! you would so clearly see </div>
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the difference between the surface and the inside</div>
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of how much i disguise , of how much i leave undisguised</div>
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of how much i drown the voice of my own heart</div>
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of how different i am than what appears ..</div>
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i delay the moment , purposely</div>
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i'm exhilarated and anxious in these moments trapped in time</div>
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time trapped between the sound of the syllables</div>
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the time when you stop to catch your breath</div>
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the time in which i can gather myself from the moment of delirium</div>
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while anxiously wishing ur still there</div>
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how , why, when..</div>
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are the words that perplex me</div>
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but i push the thoughts away</div>
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because I know the importance of this moment</div>
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across the hall</div>
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inches from me </div>
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inches from my heart</div>
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freezing these moments in time</div>
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is the unfamiliar person with a familiar voice</div>
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but if you knew, if you only knew</div>
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the gravity in me, the brevity of this moment</div>
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you would stay …</div>
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i cannot fathom the saneness in this moment</div>
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of why the world stops and stares</div>
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its the way i feel right now</div>
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is all i really care</div>
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i don't now when reality would dawn</div>
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or when i get my composure back</div>
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i let my feeble spirit , that fragile girl over power</div>
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before lifes trivialities bring the coherence back</div>
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the veil would be up again, the world will seem the same again</div>
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till you come knocking back….</div>
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-3391947389667356522013-06-02T03:25:00.002-07:002013-06-02T03:25:53.025-07:00A very similar one to the previous one<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
My moments of creative outlet:<br />
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when the sun sets in, when my eyes are dim<br />
when the clouds hover in the dark skies<br />
when theres no connection in my world<br />
when the footsteps resonate without any rhythm<br />
when the speech is unvoiced<br />
and the eyes are unexpressed<br />
when the words are left standing in the air<br />
and all movement stagnates<br />
is when the mayhem sets in<br />
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when i close out the world, and the world closes in<br />
im set in pace with contradiction<br />
u invade my life , i push you out<br />
u surrender , i run away<br />
u evade, i scamper after you<br />
u express , i object<br />
i judge, i empathise, i fight, i concede<br />
these are also the imperfections in me<br />
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i'm intrigued by the conflict within a paradox<br />
the opposing ends mystify me<br />
it brings out the two sides within<br />
i like the blacks, i like the starch whites<br />
i like the ignorant, i like the wise<br />
i like the cynic , i like the pipe-dreamer<br />
i like the delirious , i like the sober<br />
im set in pace with contradiction<br />
these are the two parts of me<br />
i endure in their conflict<br />
i'm contend in their harmony<br />
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In the ongoing conundrum, i feel a little bit lost<br />
of where i belong<br />
should i go to the left or a little bit to the right<br />
for i dont know which is the true me<br />
one acts and the other reacts<br />
the crusader me or the maverick me<br />
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these brief reflections of self would never cease<br />
and this conflict would always persist<br />
for i am set in pace with contradiction now and forever...<br />
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-85961870167648642902013-06-02T03:16:00.002-07:002013-06-02T03:19:04.411-07:00My 'oxymoronic' or 'moronic' nature<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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My 'oxymoronic' or 'moronic' nature :</div>
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what is not enough , is always enough</div>
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what is enough, will never be sufficient </div>
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is what i want , also what i need?</div>
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I was born with a dichotomous nature</div>
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so, the world told me to separate the virtues from the vices</div>
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to shine light on the right and shy away from the wrong</div>
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for one is exalted and the other is abhorred </div>
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that one must be chosen above the other</div>
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but my rebellious disposition kept troubling my pensive mind </div>
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isn't polarity the quintessence of nature</div>
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isn't the temperament embedded in our existence</div>
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what is rain without some sun</div>
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what is hail without some rainbows</div>
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what is grief without blissfulness</div>
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how do you state black without knowing white?</div>
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i concurred,</div>
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these anomalies co exist, support-strengthen the other</div>
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these contradictions exist, also inside of me</div>
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why doesn't the conflict between them</div>
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supersede the other</div>
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why does one win momentarily before loosing to the other</div>
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why doesn't the relentless disagreement explode within us</div>
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For what is love without a bit of hate</div>
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what is friendship without envy </div>
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aren't they reflections of each other</div>
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aren't they the darkest friends and the whitest enemies?</div>
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aren't they cloaked connotations of the other</div>
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for one can't exist without the other</div>
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isn't love , a manifestation of hate </div>
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ANd sometimes when I fail to find answers</div>
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i look for solace and peace outside </div>
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and when i see the smoothening ripples on the ceaselessly flowing water</div>
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when i see the wind abrading the composed serene surface of water</div>
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the inner turmoil soothes at this sight</div>
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i see the harmonious discord everywhere around me </div>
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then y should i choose one side </div>
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y should i put lifes choices in separate boxes..</div>
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and not be free and very me ...</div>
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I was born with a dichotomous nature </div>
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I choose not left nor right...</div>
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-43290425613107269252013-05-07T13:45:00.002-07:002013-05-07T14:06:15.112-07:00An escape from the shackles in my thoughts ...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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do you see what i see<br />
the clearness of thought<br />
the unrestricted , open communion of reflection<br />
of how the sluggish rays graze the water<br />
how the petals caress the ripples<br />
how the stream of light outlines the vulnerability of the water<br />
how the sun accentuates the silhouette of the lone tree<br />
how the flowers drape the cool breeze<br />
how the sun rolls over the green facade<br />
flowing with the water, the petals seem uninhibited in motion<br />
As if the water determines their fate<br />
and they drift away obliviously<br />
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Something in this place strikes a chord<br />
brings the ebbing inspiration to life<br />
it brings syllables to the surface of my mind<br />
and i begin to weave them into words around this sight<br />
it revives me from my deep slumber that i live in<br />
the haze , that clouds my subconscious , that confines my perception<br />
the haze that i call rationality<br />
but when the mind opens to the richness of thought that is before me<br />
I realize how exquisite life could be<br />
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Seems like I've been here before,<br />
the familiarity astounds me<br />
is it a deja vu or a distant memory<br />
or are these flashes of some forgotten areas of my mind<br />
like somebody wakes me up from a deep reverie<br />
and im jolted back to consciousness<br />
and in this conscious state, i feel integrated , i feel at home with this place around me<br />
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for now, its not the photos, its not the endless films that would trap this vision<br />
it is the richness of mind , the sagacity of thought<br />
the memory of which i keep in these words<br />
it is my perception that i shall ensnare<br />
and they shall remind me of how beautiful life is<br />
if only i drop the veil of rationality from my sight.<br />
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Hellooozzz lovely people !!<br />
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Well I didnt have internet for sometime , so i couldn't study :) and had been studying the whole day .. so i thought hell! y not!.. lets do something I like, some me time ! so here it goes... putting my mind into words...<br />
I dimmed the lights, made some tea... set the mood and started thinking of whats on my mind these days ... what is it that is worth pondering over...<br />
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Sitting amidst my sea of words, my comfort zone, the pillar behind my expression<br />
i feel a barge of a million emotions coming through<br />
but how do i put them into paper?<br />
I know the depth behind the words i put on paper<br />
but i sometimes think whether the words understand the strength of my emotion<br />
how do i pick the right tenor to tell you how I feel?<br />
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sitting in the shallow darkness of my room<br />
under the dimness of my rustic lamp<br />
the light shines only in the spaces in my mind where i and only i dwell<br />
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I glance over on my words, amused<br />
the unscrupulous 'g' , the timid 'i' reflect the light<br />
I wonder what they're hiding beneath<br />
probably a flurry of my sentiments<br />
to shield them from ever prying eyes<br />
I look deeper into the obscure writing<br />
to decipher , to disentangle the labyrinth of emotion<br />
why i write ? what does it mean?<br />
what does it tell about me ?<br />
how would i describe myself ?<br />
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I conceive that ...<br />
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i'm a dreamer, i create<br />
i'm human , i feel<br />
i'm adventurous, i survive<br />
i'm a traveller , i behold<br />
i'm a writer, i reflect<br />
i'm a dancer , i breathe<br />
i'm an observer, i perceive<br />
i'm passionate, i desire<br />
i'm humane , i treasure<br />
I'm a sum of all this , and a little bit more...<br />
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these moments of introspection, self reflection,<br />
subjugation to the innermost, unbiased contemplation<br />
is when i reveal my true self ...<br />
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all i want to be is real,<br />
no pretence, no hidden armour between Me and me<br />
not a replica, not a conformist<br />
not a hoax , not a mask<br />
but just me, a place where i shall find myself<br />
a place where i shall have all my answers<br />
a place where i shall find peace.<br />
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My love for Kullu :)<br />
<br />
Through my rain stained window<br />
in the steamy quietness of my room<br />
I see the city with a renewed perception<br />
It has never looked so beautiful before<br />
The shimmering lights illuminate the dark<br />
As if the stars have descended on earth<br />
contouring the mountain in sparkles<br />
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If my eyes were enough to capture this moment<br />
if my memory could fixate the feeling to savour forever<br />
the chubby sweetness of the fresh wind<br />
the lazy frivolousness of the deceitful lime coloured sun<br />
God has blessed me with a life and a heart that keeps me hoping for more<br />
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Will I ever come back to this place, to this moment<br />
Or should I freeze it in time<br />
do i deserve to know the answer<br />
if life brings me back here i shall immerse myself in this profuse ambience<br />
if not then let me hold on to this feeling a second longer<br />
Let it enrich my memories<br />
let it embed my future travels<br />
let me learn how this place smells<br />
this place that has given me a home<br />
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for now I have leapt forward<br />
my mind wanders the world<br />
with the hope of returning some day,<br />
I have left , to see the world.</div>
meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-58523534220898249672013-04-27T13:06:00.001-07:002013-04-27T13:06:31.162-07:00to spring!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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in the stillness , i see you </div>
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in the stoic solidarity of trees ... I feel your presence...</div>
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in the ethereal beauty of the approaching season... I see you</div>
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I rejoice their unvoiced exhilaration</div>
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i'm delirious in their inaudible euphoria</div>
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embellishing in their lusciousness for your welcome in auburn profuse</div>
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i feel you in the suns luminescence</div>
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underneath the dry crushed foliage</div>
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i see a promis sprout</div>
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In my vision, i envision...</div>
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a mesmerizing blue sky lit with soulful golden hues</div>
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I see the exuberance sprouting in green sweet nothings in tufts around me</div>
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Within my realm as i see it now...</div>
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in the auspicious stillness.... i see you</div>
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meghapandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208501844393651309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6703182573727512906.post-7694826254217462672013-04-27T12:59:00.002-07:002013-04-27T12:59:42.765-07:00cant find a title<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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And somewhere in the hollow medley of broken voices,</div>
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ruptured hearts and punctuated silence</div>
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when the heart assuages between the fire and cold </div>
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when the eyes pierce through the reflection in the mirror </div>
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when the ominous reverie is broken </div>
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when the scathing introspection is complete</div>
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when the perspective is sharper </div>
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and the world becomes pellucid </div>
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when the inward becomes emphatically discernible to the peripheral conscious </div>
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and the mind becomes more profound</div>
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Is when my heart starts to beat again</div>
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more vibrantly , more passionately </div>
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it reverberates unheard melodies to my ears</div>
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it strikes on unnamed chords </div>
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it pirouettes on capricious grounds</div>
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and then I hear a promise spring</div>
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It makes me walk in a frenzy , the air seems delirious</div>
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its replete with the quintessence of a woman's heart</div>
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and i fathom that I have changed , i have metamorphosed </div>
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and hence, I walk and walk , and I never want to stop now…</div>
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