THE FUSION

Windows wide open as if embracing the world outside

Gushing across the open space came the fresh breeze as if making The Fusion

Rustling of the papers made its presence felt as if singing a bard

The soft and gentle touch of the breeze on my cheek filled the room with its romance

The fusion seemed complete and the moment was lived for eternity

 

Twinkling of my room light and it went off making way for darkness to enter

A dim ray of light pierced the womb of the darkness as if making The Fusion

1! 2! 3! and the iris adjusted to the amalgamation of the ray and the darkness that took over the room

A sphere emerged with the ray at its center and the darkness enveloped it creating a magic

The fusion seemed complete and the moment was lived for eternity

 

Source of the ray, the moon shining bright in the dark sky appeared to be perfect

Its mesmerizing whiteness filled the room with peace as if making The Fusion

Following the ray, the spots appeared and the perfect became imperfect

The aura manifested by its sheer presence made it perfect in its imperfection

The fusion seemed complete and the moment was lived for eternity

 

The ray turned into drops of water eager to make the barren mother earth green

First touch and the splashes generated a rhythm as if making The Fusion

The soil took it all drop by drop leaving none and storing it deep within it

The gel created an irresistible odor none less than the elixir itself

The fusion seemed complete and the moment was lived for eternity

 

Wack…! The windows got shut with no more breeze

Light returned eating the darkness making the ray disappeared

The moon could no longer be seen with its spots

The splash of the rain drops could no longer be heard and the dryness of the soil can be felt

The fusion of dream with reality and body with soul brought me back to consciousness

 

I wish…!!!

I wish I could have the enthusiasm you have FARJI
Always pumped up never down, behaving sometimes like a clown.

I wish I could fly with the freedom you have COOL DUDE
Never tensed always on a spree, with a heart that seems forever free

I wish I could be as caring as you are MAUSI
Always there for one in need, with the soul of an angel bestowed to feed

I wish I could have the experience you have PAA
Never short full of detail, with memory big enough to make wiki tail.

I wish I could have the diligence you have MASAKALLI
Always busy throughout the day, with patience enough for every work that falls on way

I wish I could have the confidence you have ANNA
Never lost always on ground, with desire that encapsulates the sky around

I wish I could be as childish as you AFSA
Always smiling feeling kiddish and gay, with brain so innocent making babies play.

I wish I could have the humor you have PAJI
Never quiet always ready to say, with laughs and lines that makes all happy and gay.

Three Words

Running she came, breathing heavily, heart pounding, making me aware of the rhythm generated
Breast puffed, she took a deep breath succumbing me to my imagination- two life one soul
Unison of the soul, yes we became one
Her breath became mine and mine hers

The rhythm stopped bringing me back from my land of imagination
A sudden pounding of heart- my heart- could be felt by me now
Blood rushing through my veins made me appear pink
I came to know at that very moment that I loved her

A step forward to say the three words, I Lov.. not even completed and she fell straight into my arms
I held her tight- tight as if I will never let her go away
Her body rested against me motionless in complete stillness
No longer could I hear the rhythm of her heart

My arms holding her tight felt wet
Blood- red cold blood- it was that made them feel so
She had ran out of her breath, she was dead- no more
She went far away when I though I would never let her by saying those three words but could not

Time and me…!!!

The time spent is the time I can never forget and I will never forget, for the fuel it provides to my will to make me do what I want to.

Every time in life carries a meaning and this one has in mines. Belief this is, with which I am spending these precious months of my life.

Something awaits me something I know and I am destined to burn before I can meet it. So let it be and let me burn for once burnt I will have no fear to get re-burned.

Hope is what I have to get the time to pass and pass it will for else I have no other option.

I wait for the right moment, the moment that will be mine, when every act performed will turn into a magnificent touch.

A spell will be manifested that will astound the observer not by the sheer magic which he will see but by the impact that such a magic will make on his life.

I wait for the time to come to make me see what I am destined to be.

The time is tough but tough times are the greatest teacher.

The teacher got to teach me something and I will never forget the lesson learnt by such a great one.

Not partial in its judgment neither do it discriminates between races. It gives what need to be given; ruthlessness to the uncouth and peacefulness to the peaceful.

Time has given me the pain and time it is that will pacify it.

I have to stand firm while the storm gathered passes.

I need to save all might for I will need it in times to come- the time when I have to rebuilt, the time when I have to work with every bit of energy in my body to lead to the destiny which awaits me.

They say time changes but does it really change. The change is in us and it is us who make the time change.

“The Greatest Warrior”

Hold on Ma Frien… Hold on…!!!

Hold on ma friend don’t let go of now,

You have done the needful and have enough chow (provisions).

The moment present is one to be relished not to worry,

As the time has come to fly but remember not in a hurry.

I know you will sail gallantly through the high tide

For no tide can stubble the path on which you ride

You have learnt the art to survive in the ocean

Pond, lakes, river oh! They all have become just a small portion.

Worry not ma friends worry not

Hold your reins tight and take the shot.

You will hit the target and hit it with a chill

For you have every skill to make the necessary kill.

Me…!!!

When no one comes to rescue remember “me”

When nothing remains in control remember “me”

When things go wrong or awry remember “me”

When you fail to succeed despite trying remember “me”

When you lie down, unable to move remember “me”

When you take the last few breath of you life remember “me”

 For “Me” is The Hope……..

Hope that someone will come to rescue,

Hope that everything will get under control,

Hope that things will get right,

Hope that you will succeed some day,

Hope that you will walk once again on your own,

 Hope that you will live to see one more day

Hope that this “me” will not die.

You Think It…!!!

If you think it’s worth chasing chase it
If you think it’s worth facing face it
If you think it’s worth winning than win it
For the rules of the games are same, you think it….

If you think action is required act
If you think deception is required deceive
If you think nothing is required do nothing
For the world lies in you, you think it…

If you think it’s right it is right
If you think it’s wrong it is wrong
If you thing it’s oblivious it is oblivious
For you are the one who bore it, you think it….

Memory 420: Huloo ka Fundoo Sunday

The Day Huloo Rode to Hampi on a Bullock Cart…!!!

1: He is so kind hearted that he gave lift to an old women on his way to Vijaynagara Empire. The outcome, it took him 3 hours 45 minutes and 34.5 seconds to reach his destination for only he cared for the women else his Bail Gadi could have even defeated the motor cycle in a race.

2: The hungry Huloo after hours of hard work thought of nothing else but food. He went straight to a dhaba to have his lunch. But destiny it was that here as well a surprise was waiting for him. By the way the food in the pic was really delicious and the spinach was ossom.

And the surprise was………. The cook…!!!

3: The food in the second pic was cooked by Mr. huloo himself as he lost all his money while his long three hours journey. Thanks to Mr. Ranju (the restaurant owner) who let him prepare his food provided he will do a favor for him. Don’t think much about the favor it was a simple one…

4: Cleaning the Dishes… . So he cleaned all and cleaned it so well that the owner was damn impressed.

5: Impressed by him the owner became his friend and made him his marketing manager. So Mr. Huloo became the marketing manager of Ranju ka dhaba..

6: However, Mr. Huloo is a flier and yes he flied from the dhaba business just after half an hour as he was to search for his true destiny. Destiny it was that he after an hour faced his new profession. Huloo the shepherd….

7: Sheperd was a tough business to be in and Huloo was not fully satisfied by the way so many goats were being handled. He tried to suggest some goat management which he learned during his MBA to the leader and was knocked off. Disdained by his rejection he left the group and held to catch a new one. This time was to be a macchhiwala…

So he became a fish wala and started to catch fish sitting beside the Tunga Bhadra river.

He was successful in catching a fish just in 15 minutes as seen in the pic. Now don’t think about the man catching it, huloo let him enjoy his first catch.

But seeing the harmless fish struggling for its life, Huloos heart went in pain and he decided not to carry fishing as a profession.

8: Fed up with the change in profession he sat down near the river and started to enjoy the view. Sharp his brain was that as he saw the green coconut trees leaves flurrying with the wind, he at once got a new idea: this time a Coconot wala…

9: But he is a flier and yet he flied and this time straight back to Home where his old profession in MSPL awaited for him with the next morning to come.

The Dream…

The feet touching the slow moving water made a splashing sound

A rhythm generated, one unheard of was indispensable to relent

The bird chirpings adding to the melody made me grow astound

Sitting at the Tungabhadra river bank I dreamt and dreamt and dreamt….

The dusk grew into an enchantment

Casting a spell that no magician could have ever done

The power it infused in me of such a magnum

No object could have made my dream shunt

I dreamt of a river that never stops flowing

Making its way through the hilly terrain all along

The route it took matter the least As the destiny awaited it to get merged in the ocean to which it belong.

I dreamt of a dream that let me dream

Of touching the never ending sky

Oh! It merely seemed two steps away

Waiting to get embraced by me and cry.

Alas! Dream it is only a dream I know it very well

For reality is nothing but a big canyon, the seat of the devils hell.

Oh! Thus I say I am a dreamer to let the devil loose

For the world of dreams have fairies and angels with absence of fear to choose.