I hear the rain again.

I hear the rain again.
Continuous, uninhibited, free.
Your thoughts flood my mind.
I feel the pangs of your memory.

The distance does me no good.
I am enveloped by the longing.
Conversations deceive me not,
I desire your presence for evermore.

I hear the rain again.
Bringing back to me recollections
Of when we were together, and happy.
Real but so unreal.

I feel like a vase, hollow and empty.
I seek you vainly, even memory escapes me.
Why my love, why must it be so.
To rot in this farce of virtual togetherness.

I hear the rain again.
New wishes, new hope.
The strength to break the bonds of this uncertainty.
A new lease of life to this love.

Come back to me,
Even if for a fleeting moment.
Like the rain that falls around me and then disperses.
Permit me this one true wish.

Drifter

Sometimes i feel i just wanna drift
Into the unknown, "uncharted territory"
I am loathed to do the same - again.
That aversion to normalcy, to the ordinary.


“I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps "Oh look at that!" Then- whoosh, and I'm gone...and they'll never see anything like it ever again... and they won't be able to forget me- ever.”

I know what I must do now, I’m finally clear.
I’ve got a lot of people to thank for that. But there’s still a long way to go.
It’s like the feeling I always get the wheel of my car leaving home with thought of the Mumbai-Pune Expressway coming up.

“Minor” setbacks, which seem minor now that I’ve seen suffering of a much greater degree. They seem finally like a hurdle I can jump over – cuz jumping high has never been easy given that I’m slightly on the shorter side. But I can live with that, and I can now be sure that I’ll cross those hurdles/setbacks.

There’s a new feeling inside of me, an uncanny aura around me, which I cannot describe.
“Love cannot save you from your own fate.”

Now I’ve got places to go, people to see. There’s a lot more on the horizon that I can see now, that I didn’t allow myself to see before. Which is weird, considering I’m not really myopic. It all seems brighter now, I can take the setbacks, I can survive them, and slowly overcome them. Life is good again. It’s not the results that matter sometimes, it’s the emotion you have inside of you that counts.

Charles Darwin –
“It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent that survives. It is the one that is the most adaptable to change.”