Adieus

When nights are long,
when days are short,
When air is foggy,
when mind goes hazy,
When chill settles over thought,
when spirits are damp,
When Silence echoes,
When all sounds go mute.


A slow breeze,
a heavy feeling of nostalgia,
A fondness for the memories,
memories of times shared,
A yearning for the time,
time that never came
Looms large.


Lucky as I was,
that ours paths crossed,
that you came across.


You were a charisma,
an inspiring persona,
and an even greater enigma.
An enigma I wished
to surpass.


But Alas,
Destiny had different plans.


Adieus I bid,
Good Luck I wish.
May you go places,
may you travel miles.
Though without me.


But remember
There was someone left behind,
just round the square,
who was ready
to go that extra mile.

Aditya

Fall of grace

Sine long I have been thinking of writing another blog but wasn't really sure what it is going to be on. Though today I have found a purpose. Yet I am not certain as to whether today I would be able to do justice to my feelings. I wouldn't be very concise or clear on this. Because the matter is quite fussy and hazy.
So here it goes......................

It so often happens in life that the things that is so dear to us,in course of time becomes so trivial, loose their shine so much that they becomes mundane, pebble amidst a chest of rubies and emeralds. Same thing goes for relations and things. Everything is transient, fleeting evermore so with the fast pace of life.I guess thats the way life goes. I have been perturbed by that in an amount that I can't express here. But what happens to the ones that are discarded, made one among a crowd of many. How does it feel to be so ordinary after feeling significant,definitely not good. Whats important is to believe it to be just a chapter of book, a chapter that held a lot of promise, but that never lived up to them.A chapter that mocks on us, as we ponder over it.But every chapter has an ending....though not happy.

But again as I have always believed life goes on, relentless as it is, not stopping for the one fatigued. Virtuous are those who have it in them to walk head and shoulders with it.
Shri Harivansh Bachchan once wrote, which I feel is my eternal philosophy more so apt here:

जीवन में एक सीतारा था,
माना वोह बेहद प्यारा था,
वह डूब गया तो डूब गया;
अम्बर के आनन् को देखो,
कीत्ने इस्के तारे टूटे,
कीत्ने इस्के प्यारे छूटे ,
जो छुट गए फीर कहाँ मीले,
पर बोलो टूटे तारों पर,
कब अम्बर शोक मनाता है!
जो बीत गयी सो बात गयी!



Well this blog was not very clear, but it was never meant to be. For I can never make myself to write my true feeling on this issue. However, I promise the next one is not going to be so heavy on E.Q , emotional quotient.Please do post your feed-back to me.