a night.. with you...

There were few times - very few - when he held her in the darkness after she woke up from a nightmare. But when he did, it wasn't as if the fear would leave her. It never made the darkness go away either. Her demons were still out there. The nightmares were still walking..
When he held her, she did not feel safe, but she felt better. "It's all right," he'd whisper in her ear. "I'm here with you. I love you," and then he'd go on to lie: "I'll never leave you."

Then, just for a moment or two, the darkness didn't seem so bad.

a night to remember
like a prayer that has no answer
a night so romantic
a night that makes me sick

A night full of love
a night full of butterfly
a night full of caress
a night full of kiss
a night of bliss

a night for indulgence
a intimate and an awesome ambiance
a night of touch
a night to remember...
A night with you.

Speaking with Reflection....

I washed my face and looked up
Whats worrying you I asked ??
But, you already know - said the reflection
Its been long since I have heard you speak
Speak please and help me now.

Questions - it said - I have questions on my mind
I braced myself and gave a nod

How long since we've seen home?
How long since you last laughed ?
Time has flown fast
And the shadows of worry
Have faded the ambers of your heart.

You are tied now
Tied with chains of responsibilities
You have travelled far and are walking still
But the journey has long stopped

Where is the spark that once shone these eyes
Where is the hope that eclipsed all in flight
Where is the boy - bright and fiery
Sure as an arrow on its mark

I know all that needs to be done
And I know all that you must
But you can not go further on this path
Green pastures and certain meals
Are not for the wolves at heart

Act now and change the course
Or life will flow as it has flown
And we will yet speak once more
And many years would have passed
The journey will in deed draw to its end
And you will have only this mirror
Mourning the regrets of your past

Life of a Look-Alike..!!!

This is a beautiful flower.
But this is not a rose.
She might pass for being a rose to some people.
From time to time, she might trick you into thinking that she is one.
She is beautiful but not the rose.
This is an important distinction to notice.
All her life she is pressured into being like a rose - longing to be the symbol of love, irresistible desire, and ephemeral beauty.
But she will never amount up to being one.
She is just not cut in the right places.
She will never be as beautiful or as precious as a rose.
Someone might pluck her off her plant thinking she is a rose but toss her as soon as he realizes she isn't one.
The curse of this flower is that they do not let her stay with her plant because she looks like a rose but they do not keep her with them either because she is not a rose.
So, she is neither her plant's nor his who plucks her.
She belongs to essentially no one.
Yet she continues to hope....

stupid flower!



-omi

वेदना..

काय वाटतं तुम्हाला??
आयुष्यात असा कधी क्षण येतो का की तेव्हा आपल्या सगळ्या वेदना ठसठसणं थांबतं??? का हे दु:ख न संपणारं असतं??

माझं मत थोssssssडं वेगळं आहे.
असा एक क्षण खरंच येतो, की दुखत असलं तरी आपण त्याकडे दुर्लक्ष करतो.. पुन्हा कधीच दुखावले जाणार नाही असं समजून...
आपण त्या वेदनेला दोष देत नाही. भीती पण विरून गेलेली असते कारण आपलं मन अजून दुखावलं जाऊ शकत नाही. अजून आर्तता नाही येऊ शकत..
तेव्हा आपण बंद दाराला टेकून जमिनीवर बसतो.. समोरच्या त्या भिंतीकडे बघत.. हताशपणे.. गालावर एखादा अश्रू ओघळतो..

पण खरं सांगू??

तो रिकामेपणा.. ती पोकळी खूप आपलीशी वाटू लागते.. हवीहवीशी...
आपल्याला उभं राहायची इच्छा होतच नाही. कारण.. कदाचित.. 'आपल्याला जे हवं असतं ते त्या बंद दाराच्या बाहेर आपली वाट बघत असतं...' हे आपल्याला माहित असतं...

काही लोकांनी सांगितलंय मला.. त्यांना त्या जमिनीतून अंधार चढताना दिसतो.. खोलीमध्ये पसरतो.. आणि मग ते त्या अंधाराशी लढू शकत नाहीत.. मग अंधार त्यांचा ताबा घेतो.. आणि ते लोक अंधाराला त्यांचा ताबा घेऊ देतात..

खरं तर त्या क्षणी प्रकाशाचा एक कवडसा सुद्धा पुरतो. पण त्यांनाच तो नको असतो..

ते अंधाराला आपलंसं करतात..
प्रकाश संपतो. मन संपतं. आत्मा निघून जातो.
आणि..
त्या वेदनाही थांबतात..
कायमच्या...

बरोबर ना???


-omi