Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Sometimes...


I wonder how life would have been
If you weren’t there.
Sometimes...
I stop to think how things would have been
By your absence.
Sometimes...
I find no answers to my questions
But to know you are there
Inside me
Makes me walk tall
And live on.

Sometimes…
I wonder how life could have been
If I weren’t there
I know life wouldn’t have been easy for you
To walk ahead
Sometimes, even a thousand words
May fail to mean a thing
When just a word could mean it all.

Sometimes…
I just want to say it.

Sometimes…
I simply can't.

Sometimes…
I know I’m gonna say it.

Sometimes…
I feel it is still not too late.

Sometimes…
You are just not there...

Moods & Moments III


Moods & Moments II


Moods & Moments I


Dark Dimensions


Sunday, October 07, 2007

Living a Story




No one wants to die; but to live – that’s the bigger picture of the small story called “Life”.

The road so called “Life” may be shorter version of what it is to become in some later chapter to come but it has in it all the elements of nature that can either make or break a man. Age and grey hair are just some examples of milestones that are crossed in order to distinctly distinguish oneself from the odds in the crowd.

However, all wars may be lost and time wasted simply by choosing the wrong road out of desire only to later realize when late has become too late to recover from one’s oblivion of choice.

The irony of sadness is when it is concealed playfully behind smiles and is never discovered. In a world today where every human is for himself or plays a part with others just for mere material gains is a true reflection of the darker shades of human nature that can be calloused, cold and uncanny in times of need. Wither too little has been shared or too much has been shed. This is reality and this show never stops. It is only the scriptwriters, directors and actors who take their fair turns to display their lexis on stage before a flock of mocking birds waiting to pick their prey.

Sometimes in life, there are these U – Turns, 360s, shifts, drifts and all sorts of speed breakers. Sometimes nothing can be seen ahead apart from unending stretches of obstacles and sky high barriers that do their best to break one’s determination to reach the end. But once again, the choice is ours. Having said that, the amount of hardship and pain we endure may open up gaping questions as to what our purpose had been to achieve such feats when things fall apart…

There are answers but they may not be the same – they all have their own reasons to justify but nothing to prove when time runs out.

I don’t know what others have said in the past. To me, “Whatever begins must come to its ultimate end. That is why we all live the bigger picture of the small story called “Life”. This is simply the nature of this Game”.