Crossroads

Standing at the crossroads of life,
As I looked back at the sheltered haven -
The age of innocence that I left behind,
I cringed at the thought of the bleak, icy world ahead.
I yearned to go back to the warm cosy hearth of the tiny schoolyard.
But as I stopped to watch the crowd around the glowing embers,
Waiting for someone to come and hold my hand
I found the tiny hands reaching out to only other tiny hands,
My weary voice a misfit among peals of childish laughter.
Then I looked outside once more
Into the face of the bleak dark night.
I spied a familiar hand lighting a bonfire of new hopes and new dreams.
I found hands that fitted my hands
And voices to match my own.
I found the place where I belonged -
And the bleakness melted away.

This post was originally written at the eve of leaving high school..... the sentiments are however repeated ever so often...at every crucial juncture in life...

Unanswered questions

Have you ever felt like your whole world is crashing around you? That your well nurtured hopes and dreams are disappearing into thin air? That there were things and people you had believed in and were willing to stand by.... and now you don't know what to think?

How do you resist pressure from near and dear ones .... when you know they have your best interests at heart? ... How do you stay neutral when two loved ones have a difference in opinion?

I may be misjudging someone..... I don't know ... and I am prepared to hear it out with an open mind .... give him the benefit of doubt .... for my own sake as well his... But the question is ..how do I know which is the right path to choose..... that I would not regret in times to come?

Destiny

Riding high on the crest of joy
Only to fall headlong into the trench of despair.
One moment of bliss soon whisked away
By a lifetime of despondency.
To remain a puppet in the hands of fate,
To bear her thousand moods -
Angry one moment, forgiving the next
But formidable forever.

The warriors of yore
Proved their mettle
Against the demons of folklore.
My demon is my own destiny
And resilience my sword.

copyright 1996

all about me

I have been tagged again by Educated Unemployed
As she predicted, it was fun doing it... not the least coz its all about myself. :)
So here goes:

I am thinking about
The future .... which way will my career go ..... where will I settle ...

I said
This is what I want to do in life .... and now I'm doing it.

I want
To be happy. To be pampered.

I wish
I could pack my bags and leave right now on a world trip.

I miss
Home. Parents. College life. Ghar ka khana.

I hear
His voice .... telling me how much he loves me.

I wonder
How things will change after marriage.

I regret
Nothing major.

I am
Optimistic.

I dance
When I'm happy. With or without music.

I sing
All the time. If not aloud, then at least in my head.

I cry
Usually in private. Or at the most in front of 1 - 2 people I'm close to.

I am not always
Able to answer back to people who've been mean.

I write
Not often enough.

I confuse
People when I use lesser known references/ quotations and fail to convey the meaning it has for me...

I need
To learn driving. Pass my exam. Move forward in my career.

I should
Be more organised. Stop wasting time. Write more often.

I finish
Books (fiction) at lightning speed.

I tag
Alice in Wonderland(Me, myself and I reign)
Obi Wan

Confession

I've been away from the blogworld for a little while now.....for various reasons....work, problems with the internet.....and so on. I'm finally back....surprisingly with an open confession.

I fell head over heels in love the first time I set eyes on her. It didn't matter one jot that my fiancé was with me ... in fact I knew he was admiring her too ... But I wasn't the least bit jealous. Coz I was completely bowled out myself.

What made her so attractive? Was it nature's stunning endowments? Was it the quirky mix of old world charm and new age sex appeal? Or was it the hint of her mysterious past? All I knew was that her beauty and charisma was so compelling, it made me forget everything else.

It's been a few days now since we had to part. Our affair lasted only three days. But those three days were absolutely magical. I hope I can see her again some time. I'm willing to wait. But sometime definitely I shall meet her again. Yes, Edinburgh, I can never forget you.

Journey

I found it very interesting to see the flurry of comments on my post 'Alone'. The same thought can be viewed both in a positive and a negative way. There were people who found it depressing to think that at the end of the day we are all alone... that no one can be with us throughout our journey. To them i will only say:

Our roads may be different
Yet they cross now and then
Giving us the chance to walk a few steps together
Knowing that these few steps will not go in vain

Its wonderful how some strangers and brief encounters can sometimes leave an indelible impression. There is no point crying over the fact that an acquaintance, a friendship, a relationship may not be forever. We should live each moment as it comes and rejoice in the fact that we did have some beautiful experiences to treasure. And remember that though we may be a solitary traveller, we would not be able to make this journey without several known and unknown faces - those who have eased the paths for us, provided shelter when needed. And in the midst of our lonely voyage, we will keep visiting our favourite 'inns and lodges'. And find a few fellow travellers who will accompany us part of the way.

Dreams..?

Many dreams passed by as memories of the past.
Some lie in store for our hopeful tomorrows.
What's left for today are the moments of tension -

The bittersweet feelings of anticipation.