Damnnnn! It has got stuck in the jam...!!
But it will arrive...(hopefully).

I again...

I may be something that shouldn't be there

In the summer evening and winter book fair

The toothless grin on a toddler's face

A child who just won his first cycle race

The smile from a stranger while stuck in a jam

An odd little riddle that you don't understand

The old man's smile for whom you left the seat

The first splash of rain after the summer heat

The beggar's blessings for a loaf of bread

The circling leaves the trees just shed

The warmth in the hug that you just felt

The spring with colours when winter melts

Now tell me truly, am I that bad?

Even if I'm THIS and at times THAT.

I

I am the disappointment in your child's eyes,

the longing in her heart to be loved and to love.

I am the tear that rolled down the roadside beggar's eye,

the shiver that ran down his spine on a cold winter night.

I am the silence that follows after the quarrel,

the breach of trust that brought the marraige to its demise.

I am the demon dancing in your head waiting to mislead you,

the love that pretends to be there.

I am the sound of the crow cawing away, when you try to sleep

the groan of the dying lion.

I am this, I am that,

everything that is a tad bit sad.

I am the mark that scarred you for life,

the desire for anything that is wrong and bad.

:)

It is on its way.....
:)

Explanation

Man, had I thought of this?!?
No.
Not even in my wildest dream did I think that I will be giving out an explanation and that too on just a bloody vision I had. But now coming to think of it this is what I've been doing all my life.Giving out explanations about things I've done,haven't done or am about to do---everything.
Trying,in vain,all my life to explain small things such as---why I could never pass in geography...why I have to sleep alone at night...why I don't go to funerals...why I'm so indecisive and why...Why at all did I become myself?
Explaining,justifying,reasoning---rather trying to do all of these together and then getting fatigued and wondering---Why do I even try at all? But then I remember I do all this because someone had explained something called Optimism to me at the very start of life.



P.S:I missed the main reason I wrote all this stuff...visions are merely visions...better put as hallucinations.

Vision-I

The wind rush past her ears...
she stands there hugging herself...
the night covers the sky like black velvet...
a single shiver runs down her spinal cord...
somewhere an owl hoots...
a solitary star twinkling faintly...
a single drop of tear falls at her feet...
the wind blows through her hair...
she stands there hugging herself.

All I ask for.....

All I ask for,
Is a green meadow
With guinea pigs and ducklings,
And a few sheep ambling around here and there.
A nice little mansion
With a fountain in the courtyard
And a vegetable patch behind it.
Some beautiful gowns
With sashes around them
And a carraige pulled by unicorns
With my lover beside me.

Oh! Is that asking for too much....?

All I ask for,
Is pleasant weather all around the year
And a bout of rain now and then.
Wings to fly to the moon and back
Without much traffic on the way,
A bed with muslin sheets to lie down on
Whenever I please!
A cellphone with a lifetime validity
And unlimited charge and balance
And absolute freedom to do just as i wish.

Really! Is that asking for bit too much...?

All I ask for,
Is a single free icket to every concert in the town
And a visit to Someplace Else thrice a week,
And sing anywhere and everywhere.
Gift vouchers from 'Crosswords', for books to buy
And permission to sit there and read throughout the day.
One visit to shillong to watch the 'Scorpions' perform live
And coffee with Amy Lee from Evanescance at her place.

Tell me, Would you still say I am asking for a bit too much...?
:O