Nature...My Lovely teacher....

In the arms of nature,
Cradled into a swinging sleep,
Hearing the Earth's song,
Anything and Everything, heavenly and pure...

Placid in its appearence,
Like layers of dew on leaves,
Unfathomed at undefined locations,
Just something like, Human emotions...

What you sow, is what you reap,
Words so simple, unfathomable when thoughts run deep,
The Earth did say something, and so did the prople,
But when the Earth speaks, our voices go feeble...

Never did I think, Ignorance was bliss,
If I did not know it, it was something I missed,
Silence and sight, proved me wrong in this,
At times, Ignorance is heavenly and the ignorant - Blessed...

Time has come to part, from the arms of Mother Nature,
It was an experience, I felt her grand stature,
A smile escaped my lips, with my heart yelling now,
"You always have me, Mother Nature my Love"

P.S...Wrote this when I was in Taman Negara - the national forest of Malaysia..!!

Why does this happen...??

The leaves were swinging with the wind,
But my senses failed to feel them...
A thousand thorns pricked me,
I my search for the most beautiful rose,
Blood was red, and so were the roses...
But it was the roses I saw,
My blood was not in my eyes recognition...
Many beautiful composition passed throuhg my ears,
But my mind failed to realize even a single note...
The moist sand, the aroma of a candle,
Perfumes were beyond my sense of smell...
Lost was I, or was finding myself in You??
These could be the answers, or...
Could be the questions I wanna pose to You,
Lost in the sense of time, my own loud words, became a silent mime...

To You...

Out I was, in a foreign land,
Under the pressure of work, sucking me down like quick sand,
The sunshine scared, more than appealing,
As it marked another day of work, that never heard - "Life's calling"....

Paternal feelings, and missing mothers touch,
Did not seem to worry me, as I did not have the time to even stretch,
Commitments to life, over shadowed by commitments at work,
There I was, not living but but did lurk....

Saw a glimpse of life, when friends were around,
And wanted to live, before work crushed me to ground,
Did few mistakes, thinking of none but my own,
Then you made me realise, Life is not about you alone....

Now I stand on a hanging bridge,
Looking for balance, to prevent myself falling over the ridge,
And there I see your hand, holding me from the fall,
Not for saving me alone, but to pull me up and tell me..."Answer Life's call"...

Helmet or Hell-met...??

Well...this post has been boiling inside me for sometime now and here it comes out...

Wearing a helmet is for ones safety when he/she is on the bike...and it has to be something that has to be realized by people who bother about their own safety and for the people who are not bothered..to hell with them...When they do not care to listen why would you...

Even then, I thought the Government of my state made a bold decision to enforce the "helmet rule", and also the out come was great, people started wearing the helmets from the D-day...and i thought people would now at least be aware of the safety that they were not aware of is now making their chances of surviving an accident more bright...but i do not think anything would change in this country that mixes with politics with everything...right from individual safety...to the fertilizers used for crops in fields...they might fail to mix any component but never miss out - POLITICS...

The so called people do not use their brains or has the IQ in the country gone down so low..?? I saw a news the same evening and people were complaining

-" It feels like a burden on my head when I drive through the traffic..."..Morons- did u ever think about the burden you put on your loved ones if they are gonna hear that you died under a lorry with a head injury??

-"I am not able to see if any vehicle is coming behind me, my view is limited and you cannot expect every vehicle to have a rear view mirror in good condition..."...Dude..install some sense before installing the mirror on your bike...you think paying a mere 50 to 100 bucks for a rear view mirror is a waste of money n time..but if at all you meet up with an accident and one if you are dead..is your life worth only the 100 bucks you saved by not attaching a mirror there? and if my mistake, you survive, do you think all the expenditure for your operations and medicines is gonna be less than that 100 bucks...??

Grow up people, we talk about a brighter India full of youngsters and a youthful population, a responsible youth...answer this question...If you are not freaking responsible about your own life, how is it you are gonna be a part of a responsible society that is gonna make this country better...and my dear loved older people on bikes...If you people do not do it, how would you think the younger generation would...??

Use your brains and to protect it, use the helmet...else, I will meet you folks in HELL...!!!

Another Dream...

Brushing away across the face,
With the warmth of sun's morning rays,
Flowers blossoming with the softest of dew,
My attention on all these, Was something new...

Lost in thoughts, I tried to reason,
What was the cause, that changed my mental season,
In the shroud of dim haze,
I tried to figure my way, through the maze...

Was it the sleep, or was it the Dream?
I did not get an answer, and my mind silently did scream,
For a second, I felt I should have dreamed on,
But voices calling my name, I had to reckon...

Cursing myself, feeling so lost,
I knew that, this dream had a cost,
I should have dreamed on, pricked a li'l thought like a knife,
I would have seen your face, My Love..My Life...

Monsoon...!!!come soon...

The darkness of the night,
Shrouding the earth, from the sun so bright,
And up there somewhere in the dark,
I felt, I saw a spark,
Spark it was, blinding my eyes,
Shining glory, like a million fire flies,
It tore the night's shroud,
Lighting, too visibly proud...
With the winds smooth flow,
It was like a dream kiss and go,
The shrouds companion,
Silence,Was disturbed by thunders menace,

Too upset, I thought the night would give away,
Then something happened, proving the night was here, to stay,
The first drop of tear, a fact so unclear,
But when it touched me, I shreiked - 'The monsoon is here...'