PrIsOnErS...

IN LiFe most of the times we are like those prisoners sentenced to life imprisonment... that's why we are forever seeking that secret hollow wall in a hope to break through and escape!

cLoWn...

JuSt because I make you laugh does not mean that I am a ClOwN.
May be you are laughing at yourself!

OuT iN tHe BlUe....

Silence did speak louder yesterday. The mighty ocean composed of tiny grains of sand, lil' drops of water and ever merging countless thin ripples! At first the enchanting vast stretch of water under the looming backdrop of equally infinite sky looked like as if I was watching a movie on mute. Far away some large boats circled around a rusty metallic ship. Near the beach scattered groups of happy faces were having some good time. White couples hand in hand with colorful hats were simply drifting away from the crowd and I envied their solace. My feet enjoyed every warmth and coolness that the sand had to provide as I neared the water. A huge wave rolled and crashed against my being jostling my body with force and that's when my movie was no longer played in mute.

I decided to move further deep and I saw another leaping wave approaching me. This time I had to look up as they crashed and threw me away. I laughed screwing my nose at the same time spilling large amount of salty water from my mouth. And lo! before I could recover the ocean gave me more in gallons. This time I was furious like a child who has just been pushed down and laughed at. I went deeper and shouted at those forming waves that came like a shark showing only the tip portion of its existence. This time I lifted my body and decided to sway with it. The waves gently lifted me up to some height and left my body to enjoy the floating sensation as they went past and hit the shores with crashing sound. The sight was truly beautiful! From then on I felt like a child asking for more from the giant hands that throw him up in the air.

I swam and swam and swam till I felt hungry. I let the waves push and throw my body to the beach and which they did in rhythm. I let the water play the hit and run game as the sun warmed my body. I clutched and watched the sand in my hands as my thoughts went past Gulliver, Crusoe and Hanks.

It was time for food and how hungry I was! I think I ate like those savage men. Smacking my lips with the back of my hand after drinking a glassful of water was really satisfying. I rolled a cigarette on my lips which I had kept for this perfect moment. Now, lying down on a swinging hammock and to watch the movie in mute was perfect bliss. Silence was getting louder. They gave thoughts to my pen.

Running thoughts...

I hit the road early morning and put my favorite record on. With sleepy eyes I scan the air like a lazy shark. Neon lights interweave from different angles deepening darkness and brightening contours of city landscape. Silence humbles every life here and the car as if acknowledging the fact simply purrs and glide gently along the chosen path. I smell life as we cross the river. How I wish if I could walk freely under water and say hello to water beings! The morning breeze runs softly across my face like a tickling feather and my lips half-break into smile. The earth sets in motion for another spin, speeding its way toward another revolution. It's December now and I am ready with my open wings to plunge into river 9ine. One thing I learnt this year is that the battle gets tougher before its arrival, gets over before you notice it and the funny thing is you are still busy fighting for no apparent reason.

I believe sometimes we human beings act like a blind man in a corner of his small room. The blind man thinks he does not require any light and he further darkens his world. He likes to remain in his favorite chair and feel unlucky, miserable and sees those around who can see with hate and jealousy. He walls himself in a corner thinking that more space would mean more trouble for his centre of attraction is the fear of losing his favorite chair while he wanders about. The room breathes stale air for he dislikes any outside interference.

How nice it would be for him if he could just walk outside and forget brooding about on his favorite chair. There is so much the world has to offer. The only thing he needs to do is to receive them with open arms. Then the sound of birds and animals, the hullabaloo of busy lives would keep him busy. The sun and the moon would nestle around him like a caring snake. The wind and the rain would excite him like the touch of a woman. Food and wine moreover taste better when you are tired and hungry. Add to it a lively conversation which is actually better than a movie. With soft music in the stillness of the night the experience can be expressed only in terms of bliss. Lastly, sleep... a wonderful gift from the creator where for one time you are left only with yourself. Really, it all depends on how you think and the rest follows accordingly.