Saturday, October 27, 2012

Forever Times

Will you come with me
To those far off places in my mind
Where beautiful memories of long journeys
Of trains, steamers, boats and the countryside lurks.

When I see you I remember
My life from some other lifetime
The time when the sky was golden
And there was sunshine.
When my grandma waited at home
For I and my little sister
To return from the lake
With our puny catch of fishes for the day.

I was a good man then
And it was a good life once
You remind me
Of my forever times.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Sitting by the Lakeside



The next time we meet, I shall ask you to walk with me. Walk through the paved lanes around Hussain Sagar and sit on the mildly moist grass with me again. I am beginning to forget the last time we did it. There is some distant memory of warmth and cuddle, of some relationship that used to make me laugh in my sleep.

Let's explore if those people live within us still. Let's sit by the lake side and watch the kids. Hand in hand, let's sit still.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Lend Me Your Dreams

The roads are long and winding, the rails and girders keep going on. The milestones that keep me company seem to go on forever. When I started off years ago, I thought I will conquer the world, I thought I will run these roads down and from where they end, I will build new roads to places unknown.

I wont say that I was wrong, maybe just young and a little foolish. The road seem to be winning and I losing. Maybe if I had you with me, I would have tried a wee bit harder, and lot longer. Lend me your dreams will you? It will help me fuel my run to places I have never been.

Share your dreams with me for then they will become my own. I will have dreams to ride home.

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Walk with me

The roads on my part of the world are long and winding. They pass through mountains and valleys, through straits and passes. Sometime it snows, but mostly it drizzles round the year.

But when you come visiting, I feel like the autumn in my life would give way to spring. Sullen clouds scurry for cover and then there is sunshine.

The drizzles bursts forth rainbows and the earth under my feet is once again solid and safe to tread. I can walk again! I love my life, and when you are with me, I fall in love with it all over again.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

For that one time

I have a friend of mine fighting cancer. I lost my uncle and my grandma to this disease. I am not sure what end awaits me. Each morning I go out into life expecting to live a hundred. I want to be there for generations, forever. I plan to give it a fair try, one hundred is not a far cry! Someday I wish I could grow wings and fly.