'ILLUSION'

The fate of every Love-Story is in the rot of togetherness, or in the misery of separation. Lovers often choose the first illusary wisdom that makes people choose to die later than now. And in the deception of New Love , they not only forget that this insanity is transient but they also hilariously imagine that they are clandestine.

So , it is with all sudden lovers who believe that their torments would vanish in the morning, but inevitably it is already mornin when such a convenient consolation comes to them...!!!

' HOW '

How could you put
The world at my feet
and then send me away
in just a heart beat?

What do I do now
How do I hold on
How do I live , MY LOVE ?
How do I go On ?

TRUTH.....REPEAT

His lies were an aberration. But I had not, in the scheme of my admiration , made any provisions for aberrations. And yet, here they lay , at the bottom of my heart - admiration and aberration - together.

Where did I find enough heart to hold both , I do not cease to wonder. Is it a temporary set up? Is it a postponed emotional catastrophe?

 Or have I lost all my worth and dignity that I remain seated here in perfect british calm , even when trust and honesty - the two pillars that supported my beliefs - get shredded right in front of me ? Have I succumbed to the vagaries of fate and given myself up?

 Could it be that love has emerged stronger than my till-yet-unshakable beliefs ? Could one love so much that one can overrule and override one's own self ? Is it possible to lose yourself in the pursuit of findin the other ...?

 But , what if it all turned out to be in vain ? What if despite not existin for yourself but only for the other person , you lose both in the end.......?

'HOPE'

As this day's dawn dwindles to dusk,

I sit by my window....

Trapped still, in the turmoils of life.

Today too, did not come to my aid,
as many yesterdays before.

I look forlornly at the moon
and the countless stars,
and hope and pray
that the coming dawn of tomorrow
brings with it the freedom I so desire.....

'ALL BIG THINGS BEGIN WITH A SMALL WISH '

When we are young , we have dreams and expectations. We imagine things , we keep thinking about what we want to be , what we want to do, what makes us proud and happy and what we will become.

We grow up and things seem to be having their own way. We accept our successes or failures and we move on. The rapid change , the need to do the urgent things , the works , the pressures , all kill part of our visions.

Things change but they can not really take away our dreams. We still have to dream on , to visualize our desires , our wants , our vision of our future , even when we are considered too old for such things. Cornel Sanders started his business when he was sixty , and started the whole successful KFC chain. The main thing is not the age - whether being too old , or too young , but it is the desire to dream on , and the courage to realize it.

Vivid visualizations , taking it to sleep, thinking constantly about it , planning it , adding all the spices to our dreams will make us a bit closer to the realisation of our dreams. The ability to dream on is one of the fine qualities of the human race that other species do not possess. So dream on and put a deadline , make it a giant dream , a tiny one , an old everlasting one , a new found one , a hobby related one , a change of life one , a religious one , a stupid one , a stroke-of-genius one or just whatever..............just continue to dream..............then , just go and do it.

' LOVE '




There
is
a
hint of
your fragrance in the air.


There
is
a
glint of
your sparkle in the eye.


Your
words
float
in the stream of my thoughts.


Your
warmth
more potent
then tequilla shots.


You
make
my memories
You Draw my dreams


You
are
my moonlight
you are
my sunbeam.

' Deja vu'

Spent a few moments

In utter happiness,

The remembrance of those

is my Life.