Tuesday, June 12, 2007

meeting @ zzzzzzz...... .com

A round table and a white board
Sitting at the back, I am bored

Big terms and bigger explanations
I dismissed all as my hallucinations

EAI, XML, SOAP and Web Service
And many more I expect to miss

Though it seems ages, the watch shows ten minutes
Anything beyond, would cross all my limits

I deserve an award for lifting my eyelids
Coz when closed, I’d dreamt of my kids

Enough for now folks, am going to sleep
Whenever it gets over, gimme a beep .................... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Thursday, June 7, 2007

touch ...

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hey, but where are we going ? asked Mansi
''dunno ........ lets see .......''said Sid; then looking at her ''..... are u scared ....... ?''
'mmmm ..... yes and..........no !!' her eyes meeting his for a moment.

As they teased each other, they kept on walking along the beach for sometime before deciding to sit. The waves lapped their feet, while the cool breeze tried to get a few words of their sweet nothings. Up above, the moon was playing hide and seek with the clouds (almost set to moisten the sense and spirit).

There was much to talk about, much to confess, to asseverate; so many things to share......... but, it was only silence which spoke.

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to be continued ...

Monday, June 4, 2007

mom ........ :)

I was sitting sloppily against the head rest of my bed.
Eyes closed. A writing pad and a pen in my hand........... waiting for thoughts or intutive flashes which I could put down on paper. I just felt like writing.
The mood was sombre. I am on a ten day leave, in Doha, with my parents. I had just had breakfast, which mom had cooked so lovingly for me.

While different thoughts were crossing my mind, I was somewhat aware of the chit-chat going on between my brother and mom in the living room.
She was a bit pissed off with us constantly hooked to either idoit box or lappy , not paying much attention to what she was telling.
Just then I heard her admonishing him with a plea "Kya saara din dishoom-2 bajaata rehta hai "

The innocence, the love, the care, the longing, and the anxiety were so evident.
And as I heard it, a childlike smile playfully pulled me out of my trance.The attention withdrew from the world to that smile.

It wasn't the usual professional or social or even casual one. It was just so pure, devoid of any cause or anticipated consequence.
As it played on my face for sometime ............ I went into thoughtlessness "Nirvicharita", the first result of meditation. The mind....clear; heart.... pure; past....unregretful; present...blissful; future....hopeful; and purpose .... DEFINED !!