Tuesday, December 27, 2011

When I listened......


When water drops clunk,
on the empty metal dump....

When the cat runs pop,
on the safety cover bump....

When the wind tap a beat,
on the cardboard flying....

When the fire spits tup,
on the coal burning....

When the clock tics, 
And the chimes clings....

I understood the untold,
the music with the soul.....

Monday, December 5, 2011

ASAP................................................

Night breeze reminds your warm touch.....
Twinkling stars reminds your eyes.....
Soothing moon reminds you calm face....
Night sky reminds your deep thoughts of life....

But, 
The mirror, showing my tears for you,
reminds me of your love.....
And that reminds me, 
I should forget you asap.......

Thursday, November 17, 2011


Living.............

     That was end of a very hectic day, when I entered my room. I put off my laptop, cell phone, got into a hot shower and returned back to my cozy bed. Then I heard a loud alarm, from my stomach. I was hungry. I went to the kitchen to fill-in big, but found only bread and milk. So munched on with what I found and got back to bed. I lied comfortably and closed my eyes for a nice dream (you know wat I mean ;-) ), still Mr. Sleep doesn’t want to hug me good night. I just took my I-pod as my savior to inject sleep, with all those cute melodies of Malayalam, Tamil and Hindi, in it. But my mind was observing the beauty of those lyrics, the singer’s style, the music director’s effort n so on….. Phhhhhewww……

Slowly...I was dozing off...like a patient under a psychiatrist’s observation. All of a sudden there was a sprinkle on me...oh rain?!?!?!? That moment, U should have guessed the extent of my irritation for not shutting the windows before coming to bed. I just got out of the bed, with my eyes half open, where my hands were reaching out for the window but grabbed only space!!!

I heard a sound of roaring of waves; that made my eyes open and all I saw was that I am standing on the verge of a rock, above the sea waves. Gosh!!!! It must be the dream... I wanted to have a good sleep and dream but not this kind, for sure. Fine, now I have to stay with this dream until it ends???I was waiting for the next item to appear. Looking around I felt that the rock was not that high, but still it was an ALTITUDE. I sat down on the rock, felt the splash of the high waves on me... Hmmmmm , that was  quite a nice feel. I stopped looking at the sea and gave a glance to the far horizon...WOW...nature in dream is too beautiful. 

Wish I get a chance like this in reality too….Oh ya, in reality…surely there would places like this. But even if I get to visit them, will I be enjoying like this? Never!!! You are not like that Gee, I told myself… So I can only be dreaming, to be MYSELF… to be the real ME. I was quetching about myself and there I heard a splash, in the middle of the dusk water… Oh my god! I was thinking to myself, what was that??? Someone threw a stone in water or what??? Then I saw this tail drowning slowly inside. It must be some fish; may b a dolphin. I love dolphins, may be tats why they have come in my dream. I was again waiting to get the glimpse of what that splash would be. And there it flew in space again and dived back into water. Ah!!! Missed ….But now I heard them, they were sounds of dolphins for sure (I have seen in discovery channel). I just saw water splashing, making the hole created, to disappear in waves and a wonderful tail along…dolphins doesn’t have such tails, I felt…

My anxiety was growing, I was able to hear my own heartbeat even in midst of those roaring waves… even in dream I was sweating. May be cos I was bit scared now… is it going to be any nightmare??? Oh please no, I accept it was a very bad stressful day but no nightmares, I was praying. I just heard those dolphins again, so near as if they were just right next to me. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a girl next to me…. Aaaaaahhhhh!!!!! I screamed. Thank god I didn’t fall off the rock. The girl held out her hand to hold me from stumbling. She was very beautiful, like a perfect brunette from a Hollywood movie. I then noticed that she was dressed like Hawaiian waitress i.e. in lingerie alone. Just then I was shocked…She had no legs. That beautiful tail I saw in space diving in the water, was the one just next to my legs, from her hips. They were blue, yellow,gold and all mixed shades dazzling in that dusky sunlight…. I just mumbled to myself, “MERMAID????” … And she implied “YES”, by nodding her head…..

Oh God!!! This is a fancy nightmare… I prayed so much, still you gave one. Fine… I can’t handle this anymore; I am going to open my eyes and wake this dream… Enough….Mermaid, she was my beautiful imagination…  So I just wanted to give her one last look. Oh, she was a beautifully innocent. I was quite proud of my creativity by then. She had those deep black eyes, curvy neck, perky nose, chubby kind of cheeks and cute shaped lips and chin with a glowing tan complexion of the skin. Her hair was shining which was lengthy enough to cover her tails origin at her back (:P). She was wearing a lingerie (kind of) that was made of big shells and a shaped yet flat tummy. She was any man’s sweet dream girl I thought, but y she had appeared in mine (:P). Her dazzling tail was waging as a dog’s, without any volunteer effort. And that’s the only thing which was really daunting me….She had a orange, pink wild flowers, yet so beautiful, fixed near her right ear, to hold her hair from falling on the face. She was giggling at me, as I was gazing upon her. I felt embarrassed and smiled back too. J

Then I spoke to her that, “Ya, you are from my dream, so you must be the beautiful mermaid. And as you are a dream, hopefully you would understand my language. So go on, tell me all the best advise (which I already knew), you want to give me for a happy life. I need to go to sleep when you are done. You see, I have a big day tomorrow. I have a presentation for people who never want to listen; a status meeting with no update on the status of work, I am supposed to do; a colleague’s birthday party, who doesn’t care how much we go through to arrange her a party and last but not the least, I have myself to decide what to wear for the work tomorrow with all these tasks for the day in hand. So go on, my ears are wide open” (but still with the thoughts, why haven’t I opened my eyes yet to end this dream already?). :P

She didn’t speak. She gave a naughty smile and there jumped into the waves again, splashing all the water, drenching me.I was able to see a light under water…
Fine, so she was going to perform something like a fairytale for me. I started loving this dream. I just sat comfortably on the verge of the rock, to watch the special show. She appeared on the surface of the water and pulled a stem tied to a leaf rolled in…. It unfolded to a green spread, like a projector’s screen. There, in the scene, my mermaid was swimming swiftly in the water with a yellow clown fish beside her (may be her pet or friend), deep inside dark rocks, astonishing all other mermaid crowd around (may b it’s more dangerous to do so). She was given odd looks, but she cared a damn. Then, I see a white haired with white beard male mermaid (may b my mermaid’s dad), with fierce look talking to mermaid as if he was scolding her. Then I realize, whenever they talk, I see only bubbles rushing in water and was watching it like a movie in mute.  She turns flips the leaf as if turning to the next page, and I see her on the seaweed bed sick and a mermaid with a hooter shell as stethoscope around his neck, told something to THE dad and he gives a thoughtful look on the yellow fish beside my mermaid. She holds the fish tight as if not letting him go. But still THE dad says something very much in anger. She flips again to the next leaf, where she just holds the fish tight and cry. Her dad got up to leave, while giving a signal to another lady mermaid in the room (may b her mom) to take remove the clown fish. Ah, I myself understood that signal; won’t my beautiful mermaid understand it? ( :P). Then she sneaks out with her clown fish in the dusk. Could see her frightened face swimming across the blue waters; hope she was scared about the night. And then the movie ends when the green spread rolled back to the stem.

Suddenly I hear a gulp sound in water and here peaks out the cute clown fish, which my mermaid cuddles and plays with. Then they both were playing, when she held his fin n circling in the water. She went deep inside the water and came up with some sea algae in her mouth and so do the fish. I was hit contagious by the cute smile she gave, that I smiled back looking deep into her cute eyes. Hey!!!!!! I thought to myself that, now I get it, you are those guys from the cartoon movie’ The Little Mermaid’ . Ironically, with no same looks as Ariel or Flounder and of course, didn’t have the same screen play (:P), yet you ARE those guys. You seem more lively and real. Oh ya, what am I thinking, (I hit my head). It’s my dream for god’s sake, but since school I haven’t watched even a scene from that movie or series and how come I have them in my dreams. Quite a wonder!!!

Now I spoke loudly to her with a confused face, “So, you have expressed something through the movie you played me. But still I don’t get your point. Your dad doesn’t like you fish because, he thought it was bad for your health or he wanted you to eat him for your good health. Whatever that might be, but do you want me to become a vegetarian like you????? I just saw how much you like algae!!! Just as a reply to my question, I got spanked with the dirty algae on my face. So it means a big “NO”.

So I thought too hard, what is that she is trying to tell me. Then looking around I felt… why should all dreams, must have meaning….can’t any dream just appear to give a happy feel about dreaming???? This sparked in me, then. She just wants me to do, NOTHING.  She just wants me to enjoy this dream as far as it goes. She just winks listening to my babbling as agreeing with me. Then she flips something and it rightly falls on my hand. I opened my palm and it was a beautiful pinkish shining pearl….not white, not pink, but a mix of both. So she GIFTED me also. J But sad, it was just a dream and I can’t take it back to my reality. I just shouted looking at her that, “ But I don’t have anything to gift you, I am sorry L”… She just giggled…. I understood, that she wants me just to enjoy the moments with her. I started liking my mermaid, my creativity; I didn’t want it to end any sooner.

That moment she went, with a big splash on me again, deep inside water making those dolphin noises, along goes her pet. I stood up on the rock, watching the sunset leaving a beautiful mark on the horizon blaming myself for thinking about the end of this wonderful experience.

And there came a thud, god that was painful. It was my old school collection box which hit my head and landed on my bed. I opened my eyes and I saw my kochu sister searching something on the loft right over my bed standing on it. “What are you doing in my room, you rodent???? “ I shouted. She stopped searching and said with a sorry face, “Sorry, I woke you up chechi, I am just searching for your old volcano project, as I too have to do a geography assignment for this vacation. Amma said it is in your loft. Don’t worry, I shall gather the things that fumbled from the box and keep it in place. Promise! Now go back to sleep”; as if my sleep was a share auto, to come every 5 minutes. I just got irritated and woke up completely from the sleep. I started picking up all the stuff around myself, putting back into the box. I was just thinking about the dream, it was simply awesome. Wish I really spent some more time with my mermaid. When finished gathering everything, I was surprised to see that, I had all the things which lingered my school memories. I was scrutinising each and every tiny thing from it, going back to my school days.

There I heard my mom yelling to get ready for work, only then I noticed it was really late. Then I just put the box in my cupboard and rushed to the bathroom. I was brushing and checking the mirror, suddenly something strike my eyes on my white bed spread.

 I went back to my bed and to my amazement, it was a PEARL. I was feeling dizzy but my mind was working fast, thinking if it was from my dream. Then my rationalizing thought gave me reasons like it would have fallen from the collection box which I had kept from my school days. Still I had this effect of déjà woo. I was standing there still, hearing to my Amma’s yelling for getting up so late…….

Wednesday, November 16, 2011



When u slide n flow on me;
I am tickled n shy.....

Sometimes you blare the entry;

sometimes you sneak a silent cry....

I always sense your warm soil smell;

Even in the dark summer sky.....

Don't leave me, until bloom;

as I am waiting for you to pass by...


- Rose bud to her sweet heart rain 
(Pic courtesy: Google)

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Once again.....




Wish you give me a sweet nickname, again....

Wish to doze before you, 
trusting your tight hug all night, again....


Wish we have a long arguing big fight, again....

Wish to kiss you endless, 
making you ask for more, again....

Wish I say 1000 sorry s to patch up, again....
Wish you act forgiving loving my sorry s , again....

Wish talking to you all night, again....
Wish to get endless missed calls, 

when we haven't spoke just for sometime, again....

Wish these happen again....
as the sand clock tips its last second , just again....
Just Once Again...

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

A palindrome......

I would like to dedicate this to my friend Deveika Menon, who taught me this style of poetry......

 Leave you
Seeing you miss me
Love you
When
You love me
Miss you
Seeing you leave...
.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Leave me.... Near me.....


Cold Shiver go borders beyond,
When you are my blanket around.....

Body reaches stability,
When your hug gets credibility....

Lonely ice melts off into the air,
When you are next me to care.....

Leave me,
I loose life, suffocate to breathe....
Near me,
I gain life, feeling on my neck, you breathe....

God's Gift

         It was a hot afternoon. I was not able to look around clear as the sun was burning hell and was cursing myself for deciding, to go meet my friend that day. She was currently in the city and was away so many years till then. But I should accept that it was a great day with her. We shared all our old memories and was quite nostalgic. 

         I was waiting for my bus in the stop, where there was no shade as usual. I was just wandering my looks on the road, often with big sighs venting the heat out. Then, I noticed a KID on the right side corner of the road drawing sketches. He would be hardly 13 years old. He was crippled beneath his waist, which I confirmed as he was dragging himself to move to his bag and fetch another pencil to continue his drawing. It was really a pathetic scene. I felt sympathetic, as many other people who passed him also did. They all put him some paisa (currency coins) which nearly filled the blanket on which he was seated bit comfortably, to do his sketches. I thought of moving to the corner of the road to show my generosity like other passerby. But something made me scrutinize him a little more. 

         The time would have been 1’o clock. I felt, I could have stayed at my friend's house itself, as her mom was compelling me to stay for lunch. I was hungry, which made me think about the boy again. Now I noticed that, the boy was having just water in between, from the old water bottle from his bag. The boy at last finished his sketch and was holding it high with a smile to feel the pride of the beautiful picture he had completed. I could clearly see that sketch, from the 5 feet distance. It was a picture of a poor lady, wearing torn clothes, surrounded by empty vessels and unclean room, but feeding her baby with a broad smile. I was really moved by his talent but then felt, god is always unfair with his creations. 

         Now he was looking at each of the passerby, but didn’t utter any word of plead. After 10 mins, I was wondering to see if the boy was happy to see his blanket filled with money. But to my surprise, he slowly moved from the blanket, collected all the paisas along with the blanket and dragged himself to the Ganesha idol (Hindu God) under a tree nearby. He slowly put all the coins one by one, in the Hundi(contribution box) kept near the Ganesha. Then again, he dragged himself to his workplace, put the blanket neat and sat on it. He was having a couple of sketches near him, may be his old creations, I thought. 

         Then a tall dark man, who was crossing by, grabbed my attention as he was walking stylish. He stopped near the boy, took that poor lady's picture in his hand and gave a pleasure look at it. The man said something to him, which was not audible. He patted that kid, whose face was full of smile and eyes verged with tears. That man gave him a 100Rs note and went with that sketch. The boy happily put that money in his small bag. He was looking at that man who was leaving the trace far behind, with full of gratitude; I too had a feel of looking at God, that moment. 

         Then I understood that this ideal human, even when he is so young, has great respect for the god given talent in him. And even when he was physically challenged, he didn’t have the heart to take the money he got from sympathy. This made me take a move towards the kid to buy one of his master pieces, not to show my generosity but to respect god’s creativity.