Don't cry !

The day finally arrived

The summer camp

7 days of staying away!!

First time ever

Away from each other

I promised I would not cry

Decided to put a brave face

Laugh unnaturally, loudly

Stay strong at least till the bus leaves

Who will know the

Silent tears behind closed doors

Been practicing for a week

Even slept with lights on

And only five more minutes for the bus to leave

Let the bus leave

I will silently cry later

No one will ever know

Should not break down in front of all

All in vain

One look at the face

And I broke into tears

In front of all !!!!!

“There, there

Mom

Relax, it is just 5 days”

My son wiped my tears

And smiled 

Stanford Syndrome

Why should I make you understand

That my dress is a dress

Not an invitation !

Why should I make you understand

That my smile is a smile

Not an act of seduction !

Why should I make you understand

That I do something

Because I like doing it

Not offering myself on a platter !

Would you smash a window

Short fuse the wires

And drive away a

Parked Ferrari ?

Would you break into a home

Scatter the furniture

And walk away with a

Bose lifestyle ?

Would you make the bartender tipsy

And take advantage by

Walking away with a

50 year old Macallan Single Malt?

Would you sweet talk the salesperson

Disable the monitoring cameras

And walk out with

A BVLGARI necklace ?

Then what the fuck

Makes you think

That I am

Any less precious ?

Dream

Went to sleep thinking

About what would I

Dream.

In the dream I was

Going to sleep wondering

What would I dream.

Woke up with a start.

Not sure if I woke up

From my dream

Or

In my dream !

Music!

Talk ill of my family
I forgive you!

Talk ill of me
I ignore you!!

Talk ill of my music or my friends
You are dead!!

Is it Life?

You are born

You exist

And you die

Is it life?

You argue

You fight

And you shout

Is it life?

You gather

You collect

And not scatter

Is it life?

You long

You lust

And yet not love

Is it life?

You lie

You cheat

And you trick

Is it life?

You talk

You advice

And not listen

Is it life?

When you are gone…..

Will there be stories that will be part of the folklore?

Will there be lives that could never get back to normalcy?

Will there be joy at the mention of your name?

Will there be smiles at a mere recollection of you?

Will there be gratitude that is un-repayable?

Will there be a tree that you planted, still bearing fruits?

Will there be a song that reminds someone of you?

Will there be a place that someone will never visit again?

Will there be someone who will not remove your number from the contacts?

Will there be someone still talking to you when no one is looking?

If yes, then you had lived!

Why I love Music

When you are happy, you have a song

When sad, another.

When tired, there is that special one to pep you up

And relaxing is not complete without a special song.

And you have a song for each of your friends

And one when someone is leaving

There is a hello song

A good bye song

A celebration song

A song for your first love

A song for your wife/ husband (in case the two are different :) )

A song to wake up to

A song to drift to your sleep

A song when you are drinking

And another when you are drunk

A song for your treadmill

A song when working out

A song for family reunion

A song for the bachelor party

A song that will make you dance

A song that will make you smile, does not matter when/what

And we all have that one song, in a language that we do not understand.

Is there another thing in the world that is so versatile as a song or simply music.

Woman, you should be a girl soon. (Inspired by Neil Diamond)

Woman, you should be a girl soon!

Remember the time when rains meant

Jumping into puddles, splashing dirt

Getting wet, face upward welcoming sheets of water

And not looking for umbrellas, removing clothes from balcony

Anxious about children who are not at/yet home!!

Woman, you should be a girl soon!

Remember the times when cinema meant

Popcorn, oily unhealthy savories,

Dressing up, first-day-first-show

And not preparing dinner before leaving

Dozing off once the film starts

Woman, you should be a girl soon.

Remember the times when friends meant

Gossiping, bitching about your friends,

Swooning over Brad Pitt, discussing books

And not organizing a tea party,

Matching chinaware, talk about children’s academics

Woman, you should be a girl soon.

Remember the times when shopping meant

Clothes, 49/99 jewelry, second-hand book shops

Smelling those books over the end of shopping coffee

With the inevitable masala dosa at Indian Coffee Board

And not groceries, milk, uniforms, stationery

Gather all that is “on sale”, plants, toiletry

Woman, you should be a girl soon.

Remember the times when relaxing meant

Just jump on your bed, hammock, whatever

With a book in hand and turn off the world.

Not putting in so many efforts, to finish chores

That you actually pass out.

Woman, you should be a girl soon.

And please remember your husband/lover fell in love with the

Girl , not the woman.

Woman, you should be the girl soon.