Thoughts Feelings and Soul searching
Cannot be seen felt or heard
Ironically form the triangle
For internal enquiry and external therapy
Behaviour and Personality
Constructed by these three
Asked to get them healed
Where do we find them to deal
Is it why it is called the search
If it is in us why all the research
The games they play
Wonder where they stay
Organisms covered in medical study
Can be studied  for further recovery
Illusory participants take away
Most of our time
Understanding the key
Knowledge to be deemed
Spiritual the path
Opens the doors for the invisible three
That's what they deem it to be
I'm still searching
Something that is not there
To be pointed at
But makes its point everytime something is at
Schizophrenic reality but none alone
Probably gives us the relief
A member of the heard
On the lookout for the message
From the messenger whom none have seen
Exploring a phantom hoping to get answers from another
Playing chess with no coins
But the pieces are falling apart
No one to play against
But the moves are made
To match yours
The game never ends
Where is the board
Black and white squares
Warriors on the floor
How do I exit
Where is the door
How did it i enter
Where is the door

The next second is so uniquely unpredictable for everyone

Smell the roses
See the sunrise
Early morning rain dampening the roads
But nature's occasional addition heightening our souls
Glad to be awake
Let the day roll by
Many things at stake
Don't be surprised if
Tomorrow's list they do not make
Ambition priority people
Changes with age
When the handles meet at 12
Thank God for making the day swell
A meal and a nap
Evening shade ready to map
Leg up and crossed
View through your boots
Mother nature brings to end
One more day less to tend
Paradoxical the day ends
Only to return
Not as the same
Youthful it remains
What a shame
If one can't enjoy the game
Same day differs everyday
Takes away one more day
The toll you pay
For passing the day away
Sway with life s ballet
Array and disarray
Thers no replay
Pay your dues and wait for the day
Only remember you have no say

Be like the bamboo
Gives way to the Storm
Comes back to its position
After the storm is gone

Be flexible in your approach
Rigidity never opened doors
Learn to give in
Its ok if the other man wins

Use the path
Of minimum resistance
Be one with the opponent
Converting his strength as yours

Honestly express yourself
Not being fake or putting up a facade
In thoughts and actions
Let there be no pretense

Be spontaneous and aloof
Practice spontaneous action
Adapt like a shadow
Respond like an echo

We deceive ourselves even though we apply our own make up

Honesty and oneness to an act
When is it considered to be in lack
Quality of work given a back seat or
Some one better at it completing it

Your best output can only be the best you can
Duplicating more successful personality is trash can
Better than you were yesterday
Measure of progress in the best way

A personality to follow
Guided by his principles and dedication
A guideline for action towards the destination
If unable to replicate the action
No harm in changing the traction

Trying to be limitless
Is easier said
Harness the thought process
Progress will lead to more progress

Unable to overcome limitations
By itself not a limitations
Work within your  limitations
End result will be beyond your limitations

Mathematically doesn't add up
The unknown factor comes up
The known and unknown sums up
Tye rewards your vibration throws up

Work till you become
One with the work
Work and you inseparable
Work is you and you are work

This done with your skill
Only your boundaries of skill
Knowledge added to the skill
Intelligence and experience adding to the skill

Comparison of ability
To judge its efficiency
Exposes despondency
Filled with inferiority

Requesting others to do your job
Hiding under a person or a pretext while executing your job
Running away being overwhelmed by the nature of the job
Afraid of humiliation and rejection on completion of the job

Cut past to the chase
Come face to face
It can be only your face
Face it eyeballing at the other faces

Nothing to take responsibility
You've done your best already
You did not do someone else's best the accusation
You can only be your integration

Destiny took a turn
When i was four
Had vision problems
Could not see the black board

Forced to wear glasses
Bearing very high power
In the early seventies
Not very sophisticated

Thick and heavy
Layered and awkward
Wearing one to see
One in my bag for emergency

Became a target in school
For teachers and students alike
A victim to bully
No other target was easy

Called names like 4 eyes
They would take away my glasses
Not return it for houses
Almost blinded and struck by fear

The teachers were no less
Would catch their eye
With my conspicuous frame
A lane target my vision to blame

Savage in their treatment
Would get hit on my knuckles
As a form of punishment
Steel scale used as a weapon

Like a disease it spread
Neighbourhood was no less
Jokes would be made
Everyday put to shame

The frames weight
Would bring it down
Held by my nose bridge
I'd push it back to eye level

Did not realise
It looked silly and funny
Branded as a nut
Parents were summoned to school to call me a lunatic

The name stuck
Followed me forever
Playing Table Tennis my passion
One more place to be the victim

Same story different place
Match announced but never let me play
Held on to my glasses and racquet and made me beg
No respite for no fault of mine

Teachers Students Neighbours
Principal Vice Principal and others
No place to hide
Wherever i went always bore the brunt

Confidence took a beating
Started compulsive lying
Called out on every lie
Liar tag attached to the cuckoo already there

Abused made fun of beaten and targeted
Weakest link in any chain was guaranteed
Became the image that was projected
Helpless in solitary i used to cry

Tried to become likeable
Instead of being sensible
People pleasing would do the  miracle
Wrongly assumed the bigger became the battles

Trampled upon for no reason
Father's pet a new reason
Life at home was catching up
Only place left was filling up

Wanted to study in America
Not fit for decided my sister in law
She wanted to go before i had no idea
My I 20 was sent back saying no such person existed

Life at a dead end
Competition with me for no reason
Pushed life to the brink
Wanted me to fully sink

Father's favourite son
Went unpunished for every sin
The impression in people's thoughts
How wrong they were by far

First time for my father
Didn't know how to handle
Was as boxed in a corner as i was
I was getting the punches he was bleeding in his heart

Bully the word that sums it all
Bullied was all my life what i was
Me for being myself that is all
What was my fault ?

A victim of bullying
Shooed away by many human beings
All walks of life treated like a worm
Finally turned to Bruce Lee the God of Anti Bullying

I reflect upon my infancy living a life of fear and boredom
Had a brother who was a decade senior
Who was nothing short of a mentor
Fear drove me to the movies searching and yearning for stars
Who I found in abundance and what was absent in my soul was present in their role
Testosterone filled powder keg scenes blitzkrieg in front of me.
Mere Images they weren't
As real as reality was
The line dissolved as I vicariously fought the villains of my life
My mind wars were in full throttle
Me emerging the victor Unaware that imagination was making me the victim
Decades it took to draw the line again
Reality was reborn
And rickety split was leading a life of fear and boredom
Boredom took me in search of humans
None had humanity exploited my inadequacy again I went as perceptible was never obvious to me
Leading me on a circle of Savagery unleashed by the bullies
Fear and boredom outside adopted a demon called esteem inside
As it touched it's nadir
Living was given another name called hell
But none of this could I tell
Bruised ego is the soldier who replaces Sensitivity
The spiral road down has no end but has many stops
Picking the wrong passengers along the way
The boundaries are  dissolved between humane and inhumane
Diatribe rhetoric and tirades encompassed the being
Even the partisan benefactors saw no point in my living
Speaking the untruth is the first step on the Pathway to Hell
Other ignoble attributes are endowed upon effortlessly
Traveling on the path with fear boredom lies rants and the whole shebang I realised that I had been dumped unceremoniously
It's the river of no return that  I was sailing my boat on
What was I on
Could I continue living on that mode accelerating the demon inside at the speed of the Apollo
Mind Body intellect and soul was at a new low
Guilt was built with the concrete of dishonour blasphemy impiety and irreverence
Schizophrenic nature of piety religion and philosophy did not help
Reality remained blurred again
Only the Constants changed
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Addiction was replaced by Connection
Thinking was replaced by Feeling
Ranting was replaced by
Acting
Outward was replaced by Inward
Whatever led me to his path
The cause and effect I don't know
For his path is no path
I now know what I know
Reality had emerged
Tentpoles have submerged
I have Bruce to thank
Who says don't thank for I haven't thought you anything
Because there are no others to teach
There's only self
Which also ceases on enquiry
There are no others there’s no I
What is left is Right
Nothing is what it seems
Nobody is who they really are
Grumble moan and whine
Still surprised at paucity of  humanity benign
Realize he should for that is the  habitude
Paradigm followed blindly with the prototypes walking before him
Rehearsed and Crafted
Complicated he becomes
Complication is easy
Simplicity is tough
Were he to know
And if this were to grow
Extinct becomes of sorrow
In the dark about the light
Unable to conceive that
Honest expression is the hardest trait
Simplicity Fluidity and directness
The only path to oneness
Painful that they never meet
Feel from your heart and be driven by emotional competence,comprehend
Thinking and Rational leads often to a dead end
This world is not for honest men
But it cannot prevent men from being honest
And the gratification they derive from their conscientious conduct
And deprive them the luxury
of a good night s sleep
Impeccable invoking inspired infallibility is immune in inception

This injury not
Worth your worry
None had the power
To take your beauty away
On the outside and inside
You shine like a star filled sky
You radiate charm
Lucky is the injury
Can borrow your elegance
Large hearted to share it
Makes you more attractive
Made fun of by others
Does not matter
Throwing stones at the Sun
Doesn't reduce its radiance
Others making fun of your
Shows their lacking in confidence
Do not waste thoughts
On people without a heart
Do not worry Be happy
You are the definition of beauty
Unable to handle it
They seek humor in your agony
Even in agony none is a patch
To lessen your appeal
Go to class
And give it Class

Attatched to machines
7 at a time
Each performing
Functions of an ***** in the body
Unconscious and clueless
Lying with eyes closed
Can't read their thoughts
Does one want this all
Is natural life being prolonged
A good thing after all
Are we fair or unfair
Taking decisions on behalf
Feeling Guilty are we
Showing to the world
Money doesn't matter
All we want is to be ratified by people
Lest any finger be pointed towards our chest
Who can tell wrong and right
Confused conscience is our own plight
If one cannot afford all this
Heart provides the seat
For clarity to be at ease

Born not knowing life
Grow up learning
Childhood filled with memories
Teenage was spent confused
Graduated to keep up
With the rat race
Sometimes as wished sometimes followed the wish
Middle age spent with frustration
What never happened seemed most precious
Life teaches many lessons
Attentiveness is the challenge
Observed the rest
Indicates where you stood
50s reached a stage of acceptance
What is is
Nothing can be done about it
Questions about what's left
R coming up
Ignoring them in purpose
Knowing well that the answer is not available even as a choice
Heading towards the 6th decade
Lived life till now
Experienced and more memories in store
Incidents and people
Played a very big role
The path chosen
Or the path chose you
No way to find out
Regret life no point in that exercise
Celebrate life gives validity to living
Lifespan determined not a breath more
Awaiting the last breath
Going to die
Not knowing life

My vocabulary fails me
When what i want to convey
Is a matter of the heart
Words conscice feelings
Tries to be intelligent
Masks my inabilities
Says what you want to hear
How do I convey the absolute truth
With no trickery of imagery involved
Silence is powerful but can
Also be misunderstood
Where do I search
On how to express
Or will  just know
Words and silence
Fail to convey
Search leads nowhere
Secret behind the secret
Of expressing the fullest
Remains a secret
The word defines that
Once known no more sacred
Sanctity kept away
In the sanctorium
To keep it revered
If penance is what it takes
I'm willing to give it as many takes
Let God hold the clapboard
And be the judge
And include in his judgement
My honest expression
The only way to transcend
Clouded human perception

A personal experience
Did get my deliverance
Not until after going the distance
With abuse of substance

Never had a drink
Till i was 20
None offered it to me
Peer pressure no logic

Wanted to encounter
To know what it feels like
An inebriated state of condition
Where you loose your inhibitions

Not to feel left out
In the midst of those who passed out
Occurrences in the high far out
Demons of addiction taking  steps  out

Unaware of my character
Addiction or Abstinence its main feature
Galloped on the track of dependence
To a future awaiting to be spent in repentance

Craving for more and more
Liquor bottles more at my door
Than at the store
Nothing else i remember

From the bottles straight up
Tolerance levels made even alcoholics sit up
One more quicker than the next
Even the bottles screamed give it a rest

Addiction in an equation
Equalling to self esteem
Increase the valency
Equares to nullity

House of warmth
Turns into hell
Family at a dead end
Peace showing its stop sign

Rages and Rants daily occurence
Violence and defiance same direction
Tolerance grievance at the other end
Hindrance to prudence leading to indifference

Relationships gone south
Friendship loosing its clout
Engaged with liquor in a boxing bout
Getting tipsy every round you loose

Respect relationship friendship
Not even in the viscinity
Alone Addicted and miserable
No one left in the false fantasy

Reputation at home
Neighbourhood and work
Now a laughing stock to preach
Sympathetic towards the other members
No fault of theirs humiliate

Begging and stealing
No more wrong
Left guilt by the wayside
When the bottles lay bedside

Years gone by
Not aware of days that went by
Living in a timeless state
Till time ends living on the due date

Extinct to family
Extinct to friends
Extinct to colleagues
Extinct to self

No bigger crime
Family in the grind
For you to find
Ways to the deep end

Take the  first sip
Keys to hell unlocking its gates
Living in hell already the state
Hell learns a lesson by observing your fate

High up there
Out of sight
Out of reach
How did they get there
Want to analyse threadbare
No magic trick
Or Sleight of hand
Still don't get the big picture
Ask the question where
Did they start to dare
To go out there
Wearing their dreams on their sleeve
Not afraid to loose
Starting all over again
Time and again
Enjoying the day
Even if it didn't go their way
Ready for another day
Not to repeat the same mistake
Respected the game
Thought to them
By the coach
Who's every word
Was taken as wisdom
Never in doubt
Of the coach' s clout
To make them win
If not today
One day later
Respect for opponent
His skill and effort
Every drop of his sweat
A piece of advice
His coach no less
Does the same
Finds your weakness
How you could be beaten
What other lesson
Can be taught
Than to have  a list
To have you at a loss
Teaching you to win
Teaching you to loose
Combine both to groove
A step up the ladder
Right on time
Not too soon
Not too late
Now in sight
How the winner
Wrote his fate
Time to erase
To keep a clean slate
Unlearn the learnt
Cup empty to be filled
Process paves the way
Endure the pain
Don't count the hours
You spend to play
Start counting after
Your breath you are no more sure
Is two way

Winner or looser
Final result matters
Attained the goal set
All the right steps met
Inability to reach
Target out of reach
Winner or looser
Be the survivor
Both are hurdles
Complacency and Arrogance
Loaded in to the thought
Esteem and Confidence
Unloaded from the heart
All stumbling blocks
Double edged sword
Both sides hurt
Path to defined
Not to meander
Given more power
Winner or looser tag
Become the beholder
Climbing the mountain
Rolling down boulders
Avoiding both the dangers
Without causing a murmur
Become a survivor
Once on top
What is next
Another peak to climb
Or start all over again
Not yet reached
Failed the climb uphill
Does not mean Its downhill
Take it as it comes
The best that one can be
You are not me
I am not you
Everyone is unique
If want to be branded
Be the survivor
Whose route is unclear
Confused further by
Those who reached
Those still at the nadir
Glad to be in the middle
Trying to solve the riddle
Various paths available
Thought process to juggle
Up down or halfway
Does not matter
Lessons learnt from the travel
Forever grateful and thankful

Winning and Loosing
Achieve Abandon
Concepts of delusion
Made by man
For fellow Men
To feel superior and inferior
to each other
At a given task
Or advance paid in Tax
Long roe to *** that life is
Ranked on your ability

Unfair system at play
Every person unique
In birth skill circumstances and opportunities
Overcoming them make best selling Biographies

Mediocrity branded by
The powers that be
Mediocrity in the results
Seems to matter
Branded thus sidelined forever
Chances none whatsoever

Those not passed
The chequered flag
Need not despair
There are great people
Who feel it is  fine
To be below the line


To those who failed
The percentile game
Played
An entire lifetime devoted
To seeing how many are better
Or lower
Ironically amongst each other

Thriving on inequality
Man made and flawed theory
Sending on a spin
Those who live within

The world  order defines
Misfits and loosers
Using disparity as their defence
Issuing Injustice in their judgement

Messiah s are present
To protect these men
By giving them a hand
In an equal shake hand

Fortunately the universe
Not capable of judging those
For by the same rules they laid
They were completely outplayed
The Messiah gives confidence
By the sheer worth of performance
Laid out by the system
Beating the system

Follow the philosophy
That says real mediocrity
Not lying in the results
But in the process
Done diligently
They take over automatically
Fight your cause
Only because they were treated with the same ideology of so called meritocracy

Concepts of man
Like he created time
Success and failure
Time controlled pedestals
Set pattern a man controlled ritual
His greatest conceptual failure

The race to succeed
Mortals classified as horses
Winning chances defined
Odds spelt out with favorites

To best the best
In what one does
Is to be the best
One can be at

To be the best
Better than the rest
Everything is a test
Top of the heap a quest

Education Sports Occupation
Out there in the open
Competitive world no doubt
Seats reserved for the distinguished few

What if the best
Is not enough to get selected
The next best option
Not a bad option to select

In the pursuit of winning
Living life takes a beating
Engaged in the sole activity
Experience gets limited naturally

Life lacks the color
That is associated with every endeavour
Restricted to black and white
Even Grays are missing in the order

Life is to live
Life is to experienced
Life is to express
Life is to learn

Life is not a conquest
Life is not a rat race
Life is not a scoreboard
Life is not a reportcard

A healthy life
Is to lead it well
Do what is to be done
Results happen automatically

Not to win
Not to loose
Not to prove
Not to justify

Content life nothing to pride
Nothing to be ashamed
Not a bother to other
Anything else don't matter

Another humans little finger
Cannot sweat because of ones behaviour
Do what you want
In your time place and savings

Complicating the simple
Lay it threadbare
The lesser things bother you
The more the people around you

Live it
Don't chase it
Don't ruffle it
It will ruffle back

Respect it
Thankful to it
Grateful to it
One day seperated from it

A new dawn
Invigorating thoughts
For a fresh start
First day today

Renaissance for existence
Last day for apathy
Ended with apathy
Never knew feeling sorry
Gave a high with reasons to cry

A habit needing detoxification
A depressant masquerading as a Stimulant
Hopefully doesn't have withdrawal
Time to search for an ananymous

Faith and hope
Crutches to embrace
Every corner a Chicane
Emphasis is in the Details

Have our events laid out
The day awaits us with its rest
Mimeographs our plans
Or undoes it with its own

A dog with two tails
Feeling the blues
As the day goes by
Destiny will swing by

Horizon of happenstance
We cannot comprehend
What we can comprehend
Not meant to plan and understand

Routine like a few before
Surprises in store like a few before
Both might take a new meaning
In the meaning lies the message

Don't double guess
Just don't guess
Don't try to beat it
Don't withdraw from it

There is no escape route
Plan B will end where Plan A has reached
Flexible and with the flow
No plan required to follow or destiny's pill to swallow

Curious and seeking
Opinions and perceptions
Formed not based on facts
A reality created by the minds creativity

Credits and debits
Balances it finally
Tweaking it daily
To the results it wanted initially

Both ends a live wire
Having one or at the recieving end
Mind works overtime assembling a palace of cynicism
The heart bleeds when the same is done
With you at the firing end

Taste religion principles
Everything under scrutiny
Uncalled and hurtful
Every relationships death tool

Destroys even destiny
Powerless against animosity
Opinions own the trademark
To awaken the beast already on its mark

Wisdom to know
When to embark and disembark
If you had the wisdom
You'd never have embarked

Do not give
For it was never asked
Go ahead and give it
Be ready to live with regret

Where there is a union
Engage in conversation
Where there is a division
Silence the  only option

Do not ask
Your life no one's job
Do not suggest
No one ever asked

Everyone has one
Nothing can be done
Used as a shield
Which too becomes a burden

Dons various roles
Reasons right and wrong
Only way to express opinion
Is not expressing your treatment

Guns have their uses
Should be fired
When women are physically abused
Any act that's perverse is being performed

Apart from protecting
injury and trauma
To women and children
Guns best remain
In their holsters

A society compromising
On a Woman's Right
None to fight their plight
Instant justice needed
None better than a trigger

Slogans prove democracy
Right to use it
Should not remain a fantasy
Must be allowed universally

A form of protest
Against policy makers
Cross with their logic
Not believing in their beliefs

Nothing expresses better
Than a Slogan
That never tires in
Issues  being highlighted

Clever ones convey
The anger and apathy
To a society that demands
Change and Sympathy

A war declared
To prevent a war
Against the powers that be
Who held a placard to get there

Phrases tailored to attract
Attention onto themselves
The issues to be addressed
Gatherings at their own behest

Highest pride lies
When the other shouts at
The top of his voice against
Something that you have spent
Defending a lifetime

A tolerant society
All views taken equally
The ballot wins finally
Peaceful War cries shape the tally

The white chalk
In the black board
Reducing in size
Spent its life parting knowledge

Akin to a candle
Burning itself to give light
At the hands of a teacher
Imparts knowledge sacrificing itself

The purpose it is used
Does not stay forever
Erased by an eraser
Invented to prevent its staying power

Helps the teacher
Helps the student
Helps build  education
Helps the institution

Unfairly compared to cheese
A malpractice by the traders
Centuries ago to increase quantity
Put  in bad light for no fault of it

Unfairly compared to cheese
A malpractice by the traders
Centuries ago to increase quantity
Put  in bad light for no fault of it

Serves its purpose
Doesn't discriminate others
Its usefulness and its presence
Used like a ladder only to be not missed later

To be emulated
Sacrificed and not
commonerated
Birthplace of erudition
Impartial the world is an learned  place

Rivers Oceans the Sun and The stars
Used as examples of how selfless you are
Alphabets already written for the next generation
Add the Chalk to your gratitude list

A man carrying his past
Bequeathing he cannot
Chaos in his brain
Dead he rather be
Earnestly repenting for his acts
Facts remain facts
God s feet his abode
Heavens cant cleanse his soul
i the ego stands in his way
Jumbled up emotions block the gate
Knows no other way
Lessening his burden his only goal
Mirage of illusions blocking his path
Never ending battle on the cards
Optimism decreasing by the hour
Paving way for more despair
Quality of life deeply affected
Ramblings of the mind ever increasing
Souls purity questioned
Traveller without a destination
Unable to break the shackles
****** induced sleep
Way to get some peace
Xany days left far behind
Yearning to go back in time
Zenith to Nadir a free ride

Opposite of hate is love
Often told to us even now
Sounds correct apparently
But wrong intrinsically

Antonym is detachment
Hatred creates attachment
Is a very strong emotion
Explosion and Implosion

Hate is emotional poison
Wrap it around your arms
Spirit gets sprayed with pollution
Resulting in self destruction

Drinking poising hoping
The other person dies
Perhaps the greatest irony
Mascarading itself as logic

Heart of hate are blame and shame
Feeling wrong and victimized
Evokes anger which carries the seeds
Hatred first planted nurtured by venom that fills the soul

Greatest disease is self hate
Dislike for self Waiting with many baits
All to common traits
Lonely and Alone till death awaits

Kindness and Hatred
Inside the two wolves reside
Who wins the fight
The one you feed with might

A natural emotion
Allow it to pass on
Nurturing it by dwelling
Add more suffering to the suffering

All the stars in the galaxy
Showing us the creators legacy
Fade when her eyes
Gaze at them
The innocence of her smile
Travel a billion miles
The stars wonder
How they got to shine brighter
The glow from her skin
Resplendent from within
The sky a mirror
Sharing her radiance
With the constellation
They take the glory
Of nature's beauty
Her effulgence created it
Presence makes them jealous
But need it for their performance in the night
End up pretending
What else can one do when
They can't do without
On reflected glory they
Being the very  reference
For the formation
Hyades taken a leaf
Borrowing from the  beauty
The Pulsars are wondering
Celestials share their address
How did she end up
In a earthly terrace
End their night s few minutes before
To warn the Sun
What its up against
If the moon can live on borrowed light
Why can't I
It hid behind the clouds
Hoping to see her
Disappointed it could never
Spot her
Welcomed the stars again
Asking them about her
Fooled yourself that
You hid behind the clouds
Her presence made your rays
Impotent at her gaze
Her irradiation illuminated and
enlightened the Sun
Casting shadows on others
Looking back to see
Even if  has a shadow
Given to it by an ethereal angelic frau
Who bests it in Glow

The younger brother must pay for the pleasures of her elder brother
Said Jane Austen.
She overshot the mark by far.
13 considered an unlucky number .the number of years between me and my brother.
Heard from my mother about his visits to the hospital
By blood  a brother
Caring,  a father.
Shepherding a Godfather.


An alumni, his reputation
Got me admission
Into a school
Of great reputation.
Trips to school
Sitting on the back of his bullet
Oldest memories i can recall
Never have I felt safest.


Falling sick  became a   habit .
Month long stays at the infirmary.
An annual practice.
Jaundice  Typhoid and Tonsils
Flat feet and almost blind
Visits to the doctor a daily grind.
Nursing  and tending he  became  my shield
A lifetime's time  spent on rehabilitation
All this by the time i was only seven


There is no time like old times
He is he lens i see my past through
He was my superhero
Fought all my battles without a cape
Bullies teachers friends
Never let me feel the pain
Stood in front and fought them all
In a jiffy at my beck and call
Unforgettable lessons to them thought
Daily a dilemma
Relentless in nature
Defending became his  dogma.
In a tight spot
Riding shotgun and pounding the beat
Helped handle  hard hitting heat .
From brother to alter ego to friend and hero
I did not live in his shadow
I did in his glow


Movies he watched
Music he listened
Paved the path
Deep inside my heart
Formed an impression
Became a passion
Obsession became collection
Driving force of my  existence
It is he who funds it in abundance



Poles apart and polarised
Brutally honest and  unbiasedly truthful
Clashed with my half truths and slight stretches.
Evolved soon into deception , deceit  subterfuges
Past Consigned to oblivion ,emerged a battle of wits
Of which i had none and was at its end
Perception principle and policy
Even the nazis and jews seemed friendly



Critical of me in entirety
Tried with all sincerity
To get me on the path of honesty
Which i resisted defiantly


America a catalyst
Squabbles became a feud
My ambitions were high
Made everyone sigh
Presumed wrongly
I went ahead unabashedly
Lack of clarity
Detached from reality
Suicide more sensible option
Rather than to give a visa petition.
Blissfully unaware
Wishful thinking leads nowhere
Embassy ended my dream ,which
Deserved only to remain a dream


Frustration grew and rants followed
Shouting matches throughout echoed
Decibels enough to din an orchestra
Constant blaming became the final straw.


Led a life of decadence
My life result of subversion
Others realising their dream
Was an act of treason.


Bottled up anger
Lack of esteem
Feeling sorry
Life at crossroads
Dreams distant
Pushing the pedal
On the highway to hell.


Pursued me duly
Followed Epictetus
Enviable job handed on a platter.
Asking friends a favor
Did not seem to matter
Emerged a decent career.
Took care of the next decade plus one  year


Having a problem with his mentor
Did not make matters better
My version ruined his career
Fathers dreams destroyed
Mother's sacrifices laid to waste
False hopes and rainbow promises
Had him in hospital with a broken neck
Carefully built education scuttled
Six years wasted
Fruits of which till today tasted.
His only mistake
Cause he wouldnt forsake
His main flaw
A man of his intellect should have foresaw.
I did my best
To no avail ,Only bitterness prevailed







Never one to forego the past
Gratitude just a mask
A night of drunken rage
Rather unfortunate
Words spoken with hate
Kept us apart for a decade.



Uniqueness separates oneness
Still poles apart
Not as distant in the past
Contrast and contradictions
twelfth or never


I needed a father and a mother
Only to provide for me a   brother.
Not always eye to eye
Not always  heart to  heart
Final truth ,by being apart
I will not not one day last

Dream compete with dreams
Where do they originate
Some we've seen some a mystery
Both not reality but kickstarts a query

What happens in the dream
We narrate like we see a film
Playing out as it did
Was the time already decided

A powerful illusion
Make you believe it is real
So real that wake up state is an illusion
So we presume from the dreams perception

What is its dimension
Sub conscious fears
Giving themselves an outlet
Hidden desires playing out their prospects

Is it to foretell
An event yet to occur
That would make it a miracle
Fortune tellers would become tenants of our imagery

Some we forget
What happens to that
Fading away half way
Is there a sequel

Time of sleep
Doesn't make a difference
Dreams searching for the resting mind
Collaborates with the unfulfilled mind

Hasn't really meant
Much to anything
Past or future
Cannot be the present because you are dreaming in the present

Their color schemes i wonder
I really can't remember
Black and white or color
Seem to miss it everytime it occurs

Unable to fathom
Being our thinking pattern
Not in a free flow
Many stories merging half way through

Can give you a scare
Elements you fear and aware
Unable to let go
Come back to haunt you

Sequential in nature
Hours of stories told together
Wakes you up with a fright
The sequential dreams might


Source of the dream
Saints write thesis
Answers we understand
Doesn't get rid of our  Dreamland

Dreams while awake
Not yet made their way
Daydream a term for lazy
Hope it remains so and protects us from becoming crazy

Reluctant to undergo
Anymore of the world
The people and their ways
Predicable in some cases
Unpredictable but not surprising
In many of the cases
Keeping up the positive
Outlook to life
Is becoming more of a struggle nowdays
A sense of weariness
Boredom and experience
Feelings that occur
As a reaction
To people's behaviour
Been in here long enough
Experience adds up
Beating my age hollow
Been there done that
Been there seen that
Been there undergone that
Been there felt and thought that
Life has become University
Doling out Degrees
Same subjects more deeper
Till one gets  a Doctrate
Tried to block
Entered into my head
Cynisicm the first emotion
That comes out as a reaction
Recent transactions i had
Led me to believe
All i had learnt was correct
First time around
The savage ways of the world
I was unaware
Internalised it the hard way
Butchered all along the way
This time around
Nothing has changed
Except my head not in line
Under the slaughter machine
My World Weariness
Offering complete protection
People trying the same tricks
Remains at trying
World weariness does not
Stop them
At giving a shot again
To short change or shoo away
They forgot that the tutorial class i attended was marked by them
Didn't realise my marks didn't reflect my learning
Future associations taught me swell
These sharks come across like kids
Who I'm able to handle with my wits
Which were lacking when they did this
Not surprised has taken them totally by surprise
Of all the gin joints all across the world she had to walk into mine
Those who know will understand the quote
Meaning they have sailed in the same boat
We've got him who's seen it all
We've seen it all
We always will have Paris

I cried for the first time
In my adult life
Weakness or Strength
I did try to find
Dawned the knowledge
That majority i met
Only thought me to let go
Whilst a few had tattooed themselves
In my heart
With a glue so hard
Unable to set them apart
Memories of their acts
Fruits still enjoyed today
Times of fun or learning lessons of  wisdom
The days filled with anectodes
Heard with rapt attention
Go on playing in my heart
Show never seems to stop
Hoping for an interval
To switch myself off
Never comes as the projector
Is my thoughts
Beaming the feelings across
Been strong too long
Tears welled up to say solong
Words don't express in full
A few drops of tears carry out the role
Expression of sadness
A form of defense
Felt shallow before
Not for this reason though
You may be watching or not
A matter of faith
I can promise you
That every heart you left behind aches
Still to come to terms of your absence
Crying themselves a river
Where's the boat to cross-over
Special to everyone
Made to feel as your favourite
How did you manage
To fool all of us into believing
That we were your closest mate
Everybody s life a value system
Thought by you to them
Your presence felt in words and action
Or in the pages of a book you had given
Greatness found you
As you ran away from it
The purity of your soul
Greatness found a refuge
Took your work seriously
But never yourself
Knew it was temporary
You were wrong here
It stayed with you permanently
God choses a few
Lucky to be around
To know what it is all about

Days have slowed
Nights have paused
Where do we go after we passed
Tell us from wherever you are
After you brought the farm
Ready to leave this all
To be in your company
Our bucket list consists of things you taught
Kicking the bucket now doesn't seem so bad afterall

The real deal Big time Class Act
The name of your autobiography that you wrote
Each of us knowing a chapter
That you shared to make lives better

Woke up today
Thank God for that
Had a good night's sleep
Indebted for allowing that
Had my cup of coffee
More than contended

A roof over my head
How many can claim that
Eternally grateful for the kindness
Food on the table
Whenever the stomach requested
Provided in full
Obliged to you
Whatever has happened
Is the best outcome you have granted
Relationships in symphony
Synchrony you help validate
Deeply appreciative for ceding
Contended fulfilled clear
That's my life today
Humbled by the generosity
Nothing to ask
Everything given without any pre condition
There for me to experience
Live life the only expectation
The mind in between
Sows seeds of questions
Help me understand
That a gift is to be celebrated
And shared
Not taken with an attitude of i don't care
Noticed that the universe
Had performed its functions well
As the world outside
Was bustling with activity
Overwhelmed in the least
A big thank you
For giving me the life
With the best help to tend



A life to lead only awareness to
To be
Thank you Thank you Thank you

An ardent follower
Of Bruce Lee the philosopher
Fan of his movies
Watched them repeatedly
Movies are not classics
But a Religon
His life a lesson
To be learnt in the present
Be Water he said famously
Follow the thought deeply
Jeet Kune do his philosophy
Use it to navigate life successfully
Multi talented Polymath
Try and emulate as much as you can
Martial Artist Philosopher Actor Writer Director Producer Poet Teacher
So many facets and more
God of Anti Bullying
A saviour of the bullied
Weaker in any form
He is the go to form
Internalise and implement
His teachings and his life
Yours you will not regret
An answer for every question he has
Eternally popular generations later
Kids by the time they reach
The age if 8
Have heard of his name
Came for a purpose
Lived by example
Taught by gaining wisdom from his own seeking
Left an everlasting impact
Will exist till the universe ceases
A realised soul
Anyone who knows all this
Is a BRUCELEEIST

A life that's totalled
Is all in figures
Followed by zero's
Balance he hasn't used
For his own good
Decides if he was useful


The greatest joke
God played on man
Was to allow him
To discover cash on hand

Worthiness was decided
Talent was judged
Skill was valued
Religions too participated

More the better
The thumb rule
Everyone with the same goal
Bring in economics to fool

Complicated by its nature
Man added his nature
Never happy with what he has
He played with ideas to increase the money in hand

A million things were added
Nothing was ever subtracted
Multiplying money the purpose
Division of society the result

Rich and Poor
Indexes were formed
Wants remaining constant
Rich had the better hand

Wants too increased
Desire for money proportionately
Division grew with disparity
Some had all and many had none

One more section cropped
Having some but not all
Stood between the rich and poor
Appropriately named middle class

Where did class come from
Assuming that one end us all class
Their unlucky brethren is no class
Money decided Class

Worth Want Class
Rich Poor Middle
Not a plan of God
He's included so to hell with it all

Under the sky
Value added immediately
Market forces they say
Decide the value themselves we hear

Money the only motive
Equity Land Interest
Different names given
Those who don't have don't understand is the way its planned


Distribution of wealth
Con game of the Universe
Shared only amongst themselves
Not amongst them then deemed worthless

A place for people
Now rated second
Wars waged in their name
People killed money remains

Humanity laughed at
Weakness to cover the indigent
Cover the tracks and remove the guilt
Fill the empty pockets with all the sin

Religions now wage war
Money needed to spread it beyond far
Waiting for the day to deliver
Where God is sold to the highest bidder

Hurt is a state
Already bring experienced
Frightened is the feeling
Of something bad lurking

Ideas images and concepts
Created without any evidence
Canvas keeps expanding as our imagery keeps inventing

The Mirage of a future
Reflecting the concrete of the past
Engulfs the present
The true compass of the truth

The mind weaves
Fear its main tool
To paint a picture
Contradictory to laws of nature

Irony lies in this
That which is yet to happen
We keep our gates open
Ready to recieve them

Anxious and Agitated
The masks we use
To ready ourselves
Lest our imagery becomes similar
To realities yet to be painted picture

The difference between
The then and the now
Best left not connected
Extrapolation the brush dipped in the paint of experience connects it thinking it is correct

Hurt can be healed
Time and again
Time has proved it
Just give it time


Panic as no figure
To present itself in the near
Looming large from a time zone not existing yet
Is Fears real power

As they exist
Realm of reality
Idealistic and Catastrophic
Has no place in it

Transcending the only way
To keep the unreal at bay
What is not Is hurting more
Than what actually is

Back seat drivers
With no one in the back
A look at the mirror
Gives the real picture

What do you do
When there's nothing to do
Ask yourself the question
Is it because of you

It always is
True to yourself
Interrogate the self
It reveals itself

Next on the tick box
Choices as answers
You know the answer
You still need s choice to make you ponder

Are you alone
Are you lonely
Alone and lonely
Alone not lonely
None of the above

Data Analysis question
All seem alike
Know it at the source
Or you are playing the wrong course

Unlike during the test
Time unlimited
Test to prove to the outside
This has everything to do on the inside

Option available need not be the answer
That option is there in the question
Tick the last box
Then this whole enquiry needless

If answer in the paper
An honest truth seeker
Answer will present itself
You just have to be present

Alone a Philosophers abode
Lonely a humans inferior quality
Alone not lonely a Saints pedestal
Alone and lonely have a lot of work to do on yourself

Is it just a feeling
Or reality presenting for you to see
Dream like Mirage can mislead
Playing for the wrong side in the field

Enquiry answers the query
A one man jury sees things in totality
Purity the quality the jurors inquiry
Judgement delivered with equanimity and honesty

Playing this game compulsory
For spiritual advancement answers necessary
Question and Answer everything secondary
Actualizing yourself and not the your image is Primary

Actualized once the question ceases
Along with it the choices
Judge and jury are the same the mind realizes
Knowledge of this after the search started
Start and end the same when realized you are a Zen Master

Living trying to satisfy
Other people's needs
Is a life well spent
Weaker than us
In all walks of life
Only if God had intended otherwise
Priority to their well being
Over our own safekeeping
Thoughts and Feelings
Empathetic towards the needs
Compassion sows the seeds
Grateful that the opportunity
To help the needy
Was given to us by the Almighty
Your number is up
Staring at death's alley
That you held someone's hand
God is holding your other hand

The safe deposit locker
That you take with you
As baggage to be calculated
The only currency that has value

The good that you
Did to others
Selfless service to mankind
Is the only thing gauged
Granting glory and immortality

Sun signed out of the West
Buckling down for the East
Burning candles both sides
Presence and Absence
World decides its routine

Not even a breather
Putting its feet up
Never still
Shifts position
Intensity equation

Darkest before Dawn
Sheds light in the Sky
Signals a new day
Heralds hope with its Ray

A new day today
Rise and Shine
Ray of hope
New beginning
Bright and Fun
Allegories of the Sun

Potency and vigour
Qualifies time and hour
Ceaselessly moving
Rendezvous with the Ocean

Beams of  light
Does not discriminate
Like or hate
Value of time
It knows best
Signs out east
Signals a day less

Justina folded eyes
Justice it holds the keys
Eyes closed black cloth
Without fear or favor
Scales in one hand
Sword in another

Justice impartial
Delivered separates
Duty by definition
Does with repetition

****** by justice
Sun does not prejudice
Equal to all
All are equal
Equanimity lies its beauty

Attachment or Abhorrence
Offering flowers or Pelting Stones
Equanimity is
Medicine for Calamity
Hallmark of Spirituality

Inherently qualified
Worship justified
Examples multiplied
Virtue in every way
Hope Faith Belief
Brings along it's way
Pushes darkness away

Far of Science says
Proves power of its Rays
Looks like a stones throw away
Far yet near
Benefits innate

Be like the Sun
Unfair to none
Beacon of Good
All you have to do
Is to look up

Reluctant to undergo
Anymore of the world
The people and their ways
Predicable in some cases
Unpredictable but not surprising
In many of the cases
Keeping up the positive
Outlook to life
Is becoming more of a struggle nowdays
A sense of weariness
Boredom and experience
Feelings that occur
As a reaction
To people's behaviour
Been in here long enough
Experience adds up
Beating my age hollow
Been there done that
Been there seen that
Been there undergone that
Been there felt and thought that
Life has become University
Doling out Degrees
Same subjects more deeper
Till one gets  a Doctrate
Tried to block
Entered into my head
Cynisicm the first emotion
That comes out as a reaction
Recent transactions i had
Led me to believe
All i had learnt was correct
First time around
The savage ways of the world
I was unaware
Internalised it the hard way
Butchered all along the way
This time around
Nothing has changed
Except my head not in line
Under the slaughter machine
My World Weariness
Offering complete protection
People trying the same tricks
Remains at trying
World weariness does not
Stop them
At giving a shot again
To short change or shoo away
They forgot that the tutorial class i attended was marked by them
Didn't realise my marks didn't reflect my learning
Future associations taught me swell
These sharks come across like kids
Who I'm able to handle with my wits
Which were lacking when they did this
Not surprised has taken them totally by surprise
One great thing
That happened to me
After this transformation
Innocence a distant past
Cynical current and present
I understand the films
Chinatown and Night Moves better
Jake Gittes and Harry Moseby played by Jack Nicholson and Gene Hackman
Were probably inspired by the lives
Of people like us
And we look up to them
With a sense of satisfaction
We are living them in life
They lived us in character
Which they also borrowed from their lives

Choosing the right path
Morally also subjective
Each unique in thinking
Likewise their logic
Spiritually seeking answers
Philosophies in abundance
Works for one not for another
Religion and faith
Now a political debate
Ideology seperates and unifies
Even in unity there's ambiguity
Taste defined by lifestyle
Varies by a mile
Also depends on access
Seeks ratification in the process
Formula for success
Success defenition dicey
Parameters by society
Decided on parity
Doesn't give clarity

The present being
Ever present in the present
Being in the present
Which is only present
Present never ceases
As every moment is present
Awareness of the present
Makes one feel the present in its prescence

Grateful that thankfully
Our parents who thought similarly
Enrolled us at the Don Bosco Egmore
We couldn't have asked for more

Decision by parents
Boon for students
Bonded as friends
Past and Present

Convent education
For future preparation
Tough by definition
Oneness in orientation

Bonding  in the past
Till today last
Proof is in the heart
Till now never part

Together 14 years
Nostalgia still brings tears
Friendship always mutual
From the inside and natural

30 years later
Still together
Thankful to each other
For time spent together

Divided by section
Never lost connection
Many a difference of opinion
Moving away never an option

Friends in need
And a  friend in deed
School sowed the seed
No exception
A miracle indeed

Problems take sway
Solution a call away
Nothing so tough
Mere presence of the boys
More than enough

Fairweather friends
They are not
All full of heart
Lucky to be a part

Farewell party
Mere formality
Share your vulnerability
Vulnerability becomes history

Fun and support
Straddling both
Every soul pure
From Don Bosco Egmore

From personal experience
Have asked many a friend
Any form of help required
At your doorstep delivered

Class of 87
Ever in unison
United as one
Each one to everyone
Soulmates till kingdom come

Thank you said
A feeling expressed
Heartfelt and honest
Every interaction purest


Virtuous and precious
Never refused help
Experience universal
Soul mirroring behavior


Decades passed but still
Purity and quality
Heart remains this
Happy to be doing this
Virtues in Arduis

Rushed to the ward
To see my as a new born
14 years older than i
Till today my closest Ally
Admission to Kindergarten
To finding me an occupation
Bullets had to get past him
When they were aimed at me
As tough as they come
Had to be to protect an aimlessly drifting ***
Friend Philosopher Guide
Took the role with pride
Father and Mother
Put together
Your figure stood taller
The light during darkness
The shade offering solace
The open window when doors were closed
Bet on my future with all chips down
Music and movies
Taste defined by yours
Grew up in the 70 s
My taste makes people I did too
Thank you limits the gratitude
Thank you anyway
Till another word comes my way
By then I'll have more to thank by the way

Triggered as always
By the unknown in many ways
Found peace in pets
In a million years I wouldn't have bet

State of Zen
Just by talking to them
Staying in the present
Their  life's biggest present

The cats mere presence
Increased their tolerance
Always benevolent
Now without judgement

A couple of varied interests
Indepth knowledge but no vested interest
Pets now their priority
Everything else secondary


A cat in the Apartment
14 floors from the basement
God making a statement
From then on most relevant

Their destiny tied together
There is no other answer
Why should Booch Wander
Simply following Nature's order

2 more added
With love adopted
Siblings of opposite genders
Injured badly by a sadistic offender


Girl named Meimei
Chinese for Sister
Panda her brother
Brother and Sister now together


Love for animals rights
A matter of Spiritual insight
Lumlum the fourth   that lost half  its sight
Its plight strengthened their ties




Parents to new born
That's how they  views their lot
A lot to learn by observing
They always go only to the deserving

Teacher shows up when student is ready
Cats showed up when life  was in quandrary
I can never share their  happiness
But I completely understand the passion


They have 8 more lives
Meditative they made  life
If the theory of rebirth is true
Theyll come back to them  for sure

Passion now turned to devotion
Loving them more than a fellow human
Day to day spent in the presence
Nothing short of a severe penance

One with the self
Self realized
Cats Aiding in the act
Their duty intact

Quest for company
Now an anomaly
The only reality
Peace and tranquility

Day to day transaction
No other option
Reason for existence
Not in the transaction

Living for others
Is real living
To life adds meaning
Soul cleaned and life defining

Looking life ahead
Twists and turns
Taking you back
Where it all started
Lost in the maze
Hope and faith
Illuminating the path
Or so you thought
All you did was wander
Only the shadow
Never left you apart
Quagmire of darkness
Cast its sheath far and wide
Dimming the glow
That the light wants to throw
Unravel from within
For the maze an illusion
Inner quest illuminates
The labyrinth illustrates
The void that resides
Every layer peeled inside
The roads become straight and clear
Transcend the transcript
Blank pages filling it
Mirroring the empty Ness
To be written
Or already written
Page by Page
In great detail
Fill a blank page
With emptiness essays
Nothing from nothing
Is the fullness of life
Explained in detail
By the empty sheets
For you to discover beneath

An insomniac dreaming
Can only dream of sleeping
Dreaming to get the dreams
That comes only when sleeping
Dream will remain a dream
Not because of its unreal nature
But the inability to give reality
To something unreal
The real becomes the dream
Making it also unreal
Real and unreal
Playing a dual role
But each Cast for the wrong part
A film without a ****** ends
With the opening scene playing
Looping the dream to dream
Which becomes the dream
Want to remain awake to dream
Or sleep and risk by sleeping
Am i awake or sleeping?
Or am i dreaming?

A year gone by
Nothing ever the same
Not a day goes by
When your memory not recalled by
Legends leave a vacuum
Never can be filled
Routine helps  keep sanity
Your presence gave vanity
Pursuing ones goals
You are the playbook
Realising them wish
You lived longer to tell
Table tennis and life not the same
Your absence felt every second
Your presence in my feelings
And guiding my thoughts
Makes living a lot easy
Having seen you play for 7 years
Practice or match
First row seats to witness
God greatest  gift
Thank you for everything
Greatest player to play the game
If Kamlesh Mehta calls you King
What more praise is there to sing
Your presence i feel
Anywhere i be
I pay my respects to you
Everyday on the table
Before playing the first ball
Thank you for everything
Called me hour brother many times
Today my life is great
Not written in my fate
Your wishes have brought me here
You would have been most happy to hear
My new job which i hold dear
Good souls helping me out
Giving opportunities which makes me full
Will do justice every ball played
Isn't that what you thought me for a decade
Pray for your happiness
Wherever you are
May you find peace
Like you found fame

Unfulfilled dreams
No one an exception
Every human has some
Things they wanted to do
But never done

Reasons plenty
Usually blamed on Destiny
Convert to reality
Create the opportunity

Life led and lessons learnt
Burdens carried faced the brunt
Problems faced upfront
None left to surmount


Idea of expectancy
Lifes longevity
Some clarity
Based on fraility


Doctors prescribe
More or less correct
Time left on earth
Breaths till last breath

Time and tide
Wait for none
You no exception
Ready for the action

Things not materialized
Thought process conceptualized
From infancy till now
Dont get Into the how

Unrrealised gist
Prepare a list
To do before death
No one knows after that

Follow with zest
Complete tasks ahead
Fulfill before death
Before body under wreath

Lighten the soul
Before its journey behold
Last days on planet
Complete them rather
Than forego it

Kick the bucket metaphor
Your soul had left bedside
Nothing left beside
Things not done and unsaid

Follow your heart
Led by your thought
Fulfill the wish
The soul incomplete with
Prepare your Bucket List

Our relationship with the other
Smooth flowing as a river
Riding like tides
Getting away like the waves
Breaking nature's barriers like a Tsunami
Still like a millipond
Calm flowing and crashing
Where do you stand
Does the bond
Make you feel
Like a duck takes to water
Or a fish out of water
Or in hot water
In the presence of water
Makes you calmer
Because of its natural cool temperature
Can become hotter and turn to moisture
Where does the correlation
Stand in your favor
Water an analogy
To be the centre of the study
Of the link and connection
With any other human
Study water and it's layers
Clear understanding forms
On dealing with humanity
Strong or fragile
Answers can be got
Know your starting point
Set your target
Be like water
Be water

Intelligence is celebrated
When life goes according to plan
Faith is celebrated when the man upstairs plays his hand
Creator is celebrated when the unexpected happens
Wisdom is celebrated when the  expected disheartens
Karma is Celebrated when Skill fails
When all that is celebrated suddenly seems worthless
You get to know yourself
When you know yourself
The God within you will be Celebrated

No more knee high to a grasshopper
Way past being a spring chicken
Default one foot into the grave
Not yet reached the ripe old age

Hanging in there
In between all of this
Easy to place myself between  numbers
Nothing gives more clarity

What about the rest of it
How do I value my life
By the deeds i have done
Good and bad balances just fine


Was the last growth in my mother's womb
What's the latest count
From the time the umbilical chord was cut
Till midnight  added one more round

Maturity and Wisdom
Can never be innate
Life promotes me in accordance
With how  i led mine

Success and failure
The world brands daily
Where do I find myself
Am i in the race or are the grapes too sour

How do I value others
By their heart or
Whether they hit the mark
How far does indifference play its part

Do i bring cheer
Have i helped the near and dear
And the not so near and dear
Embellished over the years

Did i learn my lessons well
Opportunities lost can i recall
Nothing is lost if there's a lesson in it
Am i atleast grateful for it

Fear Anger Frustration and comparison
Friends from adolescence
Are they still the guests i invited
Or have they been cremated

Content and Peace
Been inviting them daily
Have they accepted my invitation
If my heart  has opened they don't need one

A temple of tranquility
I know I'm.not
Not yet i tell myself
Will be there before I'm dead

Been there done it
World weary seen it all
Faith still missing from my thoughts
Halfway mark i. Hope i have crossed

Am i moving daily
A person better than i used to be
Gratitude Compassion and empathy
I will strive to make these my innate quality

I know its all inside
Outer just a mirror
A life worth remembering
Is the key to immortality

Not about creating a legacy
Others perception no control over
How do I value myself
I rank myself true to myself

From Russia with Love
Came The Spy Who Loved Me
With A View to **** but The Man With The Golden Gun said Live and Let Die knowing You Only Live Twice while ******* escaped in the  Moonraker along with Dr No Meanwhile Goldfinger unleashed tye Thunderball Knowing that only Diamonds are Forever and kept them For Your Eyes Only

First day of College
Met him in the hallway
Said hello to a fellow student
Defenition of a true friend


Apart from education
One thing in common
Exchanging information for better orientation
Taste in music laid the foundation

Found a friend on day one
Till today there is none
I became another son
Lived in his house without paying rent

Surprised to be invited
Went and visited
Warmth from the family felt elated
Will soon become family unexpected

The only thing lacking
In that house was oxygen
Music not a hobby but a devotion
Filled the air for respiration

The room became
My abode for
3 years in a row
Hammock added to the glow

Entire new world
Opened for me
Brother in IIT
Never met anyone so bright intellecually

Coffee lunch and dinner
Never made to feel an outsider
Every family member
Related to me similar

Passion for music
A world of magic
Till today nostalgic
One day will revisit

Value of education
Learnt its importance
Intellectual furtherance
All at his residence

Conduct of a clown
Asked me to play it down
Till then I hadn't known
My presence was a laughter zone

Took pride in it
He told me the opposite
Lessons learnt well defined
Cant list them cause they're infinite

Exposure to brilliance
Through his brother and his friends
My Academic performance
Made absolutely no difference

Treated as equal
Made it special
Visiting his house a misnomer
Cause was living  there forever

Graduated to a scooter
With him as Pillion rider
Memories no fonder
Daily trips to College Remembered

Looking back today
If you take the negatives away
Whatever remains to this day
Was what I learnt as the hammock swayed

Gratefully alive for
Introduction the Grateful Dead
Played more in room
Dead heads will soon know

Thankful to Ian Anderson
And the Jethro Tull
The first exchange about locomotive breath
On loneliness made me lay a wreath

Thank you my friend
For being a friend
Never remained a friend
For another brother I became

Music playing as music
Today playing as a memory
Feelings can never change
The song remains the same