2012 and after...

Away from shocks and the daily day job thereafter
Hope the days ahead are a bit smoother and straighter
In the wide scheme of things, I am just an actor
reliving this moment filled with mirth and laughter.

Secret Santa

The times I am bored and don’t know where to look
Thanks to the time when a friend gifted me a book
I travelled the world all through the pages,
On a spiritual vacation, I danced with the sages

The thoughts became clearer and stronger
And it all came from an unknown stranger
With words to munch, and lyrics to rhyme
My best gift till date has always been that book

Thus my friend, I thought of giving you a book
The words and the thoughts will feed your outlook
Away from the myriad chaos of the junta
I present you a gift being your Secret Santa.

(On the occasion of Secret Santa event in the team...)

Memory.

The reminiscence of those faint colors

Of the images which haven’t aged..

I smile of those petty seconds

Which were crucial not to fade..

The expression I quiet remember

Of sheer exuberance and content..

I grin again with a pesky attitude

For the moments were filled with pride.

The penury of lost words and notion

Of failed love, lust and foiled feelings

The memories are in bond with the thoughts

And I have to live everyday with the truth.

Since adaptation and coexistence is the essence

We love and loathe some, rest we want to forget!