Amongst the crowd, I sat among all the commotion
The arena was so full of heat and sensation
There was the stage set on fire
And the flames blazed through the attire
The dancers were so very full of energy
While some danced with grace
Others were loaded with zeal and enthusiasm
And so were the closely sitting audience
Red, blue, yellow and green
The colors and lasers flashed out and within
Amalgamated with culture and patriotism
Was the heat of fashion and hypnotism
And suddenly I stopped shouting and yelling
I was awestruck with the grace and beauty
And before I recovered from the attraction so compelling
Zapped and floored was I by her sensuality
I suddenly had a rib tickling kind of feeling
My pupil dilated heart pounded muscles contracted
A sudden rush of adrenalin occurred in my entire system
As she faded away into the smoke I felt a strange happiness within
I do know what it was; rather it is
For I can still not forget those movements she made
But amongst all the uncertainties there's something so certain
I loved her dance to the every single beat every single step
DEDICATED TO SOMEONE WHO MADE ME FALL FOR HER YET AGAIN WITH HER DANCE AND GRACE !!!
About Me
- Sriram Agrawal
- Economics->MBA->Analyst->Business aaahh... Looks like a damn CV. Let me try again. Foodie-Moviefreak-Travel & Photography enthusiast->and of course a Blogger.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
A broken chain of thoughts...
As I waved my hands to my parents
And sat back across my seat
The train rustled past the fields
Leaving me to the fate of my own set of thoughts
With my eyelids shut and body relaxed
I tried to see those beautiful moments
Amidst all the commotion of the Indian railways
I listened to the soft music of my heart without getting any further perplexed
I tasted the good home made food
I smelled the roses behind my room
I touched the little fingers of my 2 year old niece
I saw all the 15 members of my family sitting on our large dining table
Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder
Annoyed by the intrusion I looked at the person
Before I could, he said “ticket please”
All I could say was “ just a minute please “
It was then I realized the presence of people around
And the sad fact that I was no more in my mothers lap
I casually glanced around which wasn’t really very casual
To see who all will I be spending the next 26 hours with
To my left sat a young honeymoon couple
While right in front of me was an old pair
And as I saw to the right my heart pounded
There were 2 good options available; to make my own couple
For the next few hours
I tried to play the role of an observer
And amazed was I to see the complexity of the behavior
By the time I could conclude my journey ended
Suddenly things changed so did my thoughts
I realized its time to get back to the 5th floor
Here I sit with a faint smile thinking about the last 10 days
And I am at a loss of lines to complete what I started with on the rails
And sat back across my seat
The train rustled past the fields
Leaving me to the fate of my own set of thoughts
With my eyelids shut and body relaxed
I tried to see those beautiful moments
Amidst all the commotion of the Indian railways
I listened to the soft music of my heart without getting any further perplexed
I tasted the good home made food
I smelled the roses behind my room
I touched the little fingers of my 2 year old niece
I saw all the 15 members of my family sitting on our large dining table
Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder
Annoyed by the intrusion I looked at the person
Before I could, he said “ticket please”
All I could say was “ just a minute please “
It was then I realized the presence of people around
And the sad fact that I was no more in my mothers lap
I casually glanced around which wasn’t really very casual
To see who all will I be spending the next 26 hours with
To my left sat a young honeymoon couple
While right in front of me was an old pair
And as I saw to the right my heart pounded
There were 2 good options available; to make my own couple
For the next few hours
I tried to play the role of an observer
And amazed was I to see the complexity of the behavior
By the time I could conclude my journey ended
Suddenly things changed so did my thoughts
I realized its time to get back to the 5th floor
Here I sit with a faint smile thinking about the last 10 days
And I am at a loss of lines to complete what I started with on the rails
Monday, March 2, 2009
Please suggest a title!!!
Why does is happen that life always seems beautiful when I look at it in a retrospect? Why do I value things only when I no more own it? Why do I always look at our childhood pictures and say, “I wish I could get that life back?” Why do I always want to get back to that same place where I was born when all the life I have done everything possible to run away from it? Why do I now desire to be with all those people and all those things from which I wanted to move ahead?
I always wondered why people get nostalgic and used to be no less than surprised at their so called weird behavior until I myself behaved the same way. I could never realize the importance of my primary school teachers unless I moved ahead to senior secondary school. I could never feel the warmth of my school friend’s love until I moved to college away from almost all of them. Neither could I ever relate myself to my home before I lived all alone in a single room flat for 3 years while at college. I never did enjoyed the home cooked food until I slept empty stomach in my flat because the tiffin service was too bad to be eaten. For the first time in my life I hated the panner kulcha and malai kofta and missed the plain kadhi chaawal prepared by my mom. I always thought that I could very well stay all alone with my friends until when I actually had to do it. And then I missed those everyday scoldings I got at home as a result of my endless mischief. Every time I think about these thoughts I try to explain myself that life was beautiful then bit I am not going to miss what I have in present because there is nothing worth missing. And as you would think I was proved wrong every time as I missed every stage of my life which has already passed and all the good/bad memories attached to the same. This was what I realized when I was in my final year of graduation and so took all care to express my state of mind to all those who were close to me.
However life is never so black and white. This noble act of mine gave me the status of being an “ emotional fool” out of all those with whom I shared my deep thoughts only a few reciprocated and rest were more of amused;which wasn’t amusing to me at all. It gave another jerk to me and my thoughts and so I decided to further modify my actions and attitude.
This gave birth to a completely new individual who now has little place for emotions (he doesn’t like being called an emotional fool) and is by far highly practical. He now tries to be emotionally detached with anyone and everyone not because he has no emotions but because he fears the pain of separation. But great men say, “Attitude towards anything in life takes the lifetime to develop and its not a child's play to just modify it according to the fancies of human mind.” Today I realize how true they were!
Today I see myself stuck in the middle of a vast sea of attitudes, values and thoughts. Everywhere I see the reflection views I once held, hold or ones which are in the process of formation. Everywhere I see the mirage of what I used to propagate and now am diametrically opposite to the same. One on hand I am pulled by the forces of rationality and free mind which I cultivated in the course of time and on the other hand there are the forces of culture and tradition which try to bring me back to that same age old mentality. And the dilemma is I respect both of them in spite of knowing the fact that the two are repelling to each other. I have turned into a mind with a big dichotomy of thoughts messed up with the arguments of rationality and blind trust. The result is the growing inconsistency in what I think what I believe what I propagate what I do and what I want to do. And trust me it’s far too complicated than what it looks right now. It’s the amazing capacity of the human brain to absorb all these endless commotion of the mind heart and soul and the adaptivity of the humans which still keeps it intact.
If you still doubt me just get back to the first paragraph of the text and try to relate it with this one. I bet it has no connection and I bet I can establish one if you want me to. Its all about the inconsistency of human mind, rather the inconsistency of my mind.
I always wondered why people get nostalgic and used to be no less than surprised at their so called weird behavior until I myself behaved the same way. I could never realize the importance of my primary school teachers unless I moved ahead to senior secondary school. I could never feel the warmth of my school friend’s love until I moved to college away from almost all of them. Neither could I ever relate myself to my home before I lived all alone in a single room flat for 3 years while at college. I never did enjoyed the home cooked food until I slept empty stomach in my flat because the tiffin service was too bad to be eaten. For the first time in my life I hated the panner kulcha and malai kofta and missed the plain kadhi chaawal prepared by my mom. I always thought that I could very well stay all alone with my friends until when I actually had to do it. And then I missed those everyday scoldings I got at home as a result of my endless mischief. Every time I think about these thoughts I try to explain myself that life was beautiful then bit I am not going to miss what I have in present because there is nothing worth missing. And as you would think I was proved wrong every time as I missed every stage of my life which has already passed and all the good/bad memories attached to the same. This was what I realized when I was in my final year of graduation and so took all care to express my state of mind to all those who were close to me.
However life is never so black and white. This noble act of mine gave me the status of being an “ emotional fool” out of all those with whom I shared my deep thoughts only a few reciprocated and rest were more of amused;which wasn’t amusing to me at all. It gave another jerk to me and my thoughts and so I decided to further modify my actions and attitude.
This gave birth to a completely new individual who now has little place for emotions (he doesn’t like being called an emotional fool) and is by far highly practical. He now tries to be emotionally detached with anyone and everyone not because he has no emotions but because he fears the pain of separation. But great men say, “Attitude towards anything in life takes the lifetime to develop and its not a child's play to just modify it according to the fancies of human mind.” Today I realize how true they were!
Today I see myself stuck in the middle of a vast sea of attitudes, values and thoughts. Everywhere I see the reflection views I once held, hold or ones which are in the process of formation. Everywhere I see the mirage of what I used to propagate and now am diametrically opposite to the same. One on hand I am pulled by the forces of rationality and free mind which I cultivated in the course of time and on the other hand there are the forces of culture and tradition which try to bring me back to that same age old mentality. And the dilemma is I respect both of them in spite of knowing the fact that the two are repelling to each other. I have turned into a mind with a big dichotomy of thoughts messed up with the arguments of rationality and blind trust. The result is the growing inconsistency in what I think what I believe what I propagate what I do and what I want to do. And trust me it’s far too complicated than what it looks right now. It’s the amazing capacity of the human brain to absorb all these endless commotion of the mind heart and soul and the adaptivity of the humans which still keeps it intact.
If you still doubt me just get back to the first paragraph of the text and try to relate it with this one. I bet it has no connection and I bet I can establish one if you want me to. Its all about the inconsistency of human mind, rather the inconsistency of my mind.
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