Tumblings of a rumbling mind (or is it the other way round?)

I went on a calming walk  and upon finding a quiet spot, sat down to unravel the musings of my subconscious. The ambiance had a calming effect. The dark sky above my head lighted by the last rays of the dying sun, the stony road beneath my covered feet and the low rumbling noise of a train moving on to its destination.......

It was still not night, not many stars were visible. The nude wooden branches formed a mesh over my head, dividing the sky into uneven sections.

One sole glittering star looked back at me. I stared at it too for some time. "I've been here much longer." it seemed to say to me. A few more branch sections away, was another glimmering star. Much more farther off was another lone star, blinking silently. The mesh above my head reminded me of the internet.

Meanwhile, a little family of dogs came over, not very far from where I was; a mamma dog, with its two puppies. The mamma dog was startled to find an unexpected being in its usual locality.It looked at me with dumbfounded eyes, and trotted off, glancing at intervals suspiciously from the corner of her eye.

The oldest puppy was a happy-go-lucky type, or an idiot, it didnt seem to be affected by my presence, and ran off without paying any attention.

The smallest puppy was happily following its sibling, taking steps that grew larger each time with excitement. Finding me, it stopped, shocked, as if it had seen a ghost. With bewildered eyes it looked at me for a few seconds. I smiled at it to encourage it to come to me. The puppy released a low moan in reply.

Was it trying to sympathize with me?

No, the poor puppy was scared, scared of me. It was funny to see the creature, standing on its four, rooted to its spot, stricken with fear, of me.

Its moans were heard by its family, and they stopped and turned their heads in the pup's direction, trying to analyse the cause of its sudden moaning.

Then they accompanied the little pup probably to some other more comfortable place, after the mamma dog gave me one last suspicious glare.

The incident seemed to lift up my mood and I stood up smiling. Some how it made me sad too. I was happy because I could find something funny. Sad because, I was doubting my sanity.

The lamposts on the road seemed to glow brighter, may be with relief, to see me head back to reality.

It is said that everything in this world is connected. I touched the leaves of a drooping tree. Just in case its true.

A poem for by beloved lost Cycle

Here I sit, immobilized
As grief seizes my heart
My mind flashes back to the moments we shared
But my heart dares not.

I am to blame for losing you
I cannot forget this fact
I could not keep you safe
Couldn't keep you intact.

I will miss you my dear friend
What I shared with you was priceless;
Your faithful company is what I yearn for,
I still crave for you, hopeless.

Liquid, smooth, tempting
 delicious, red, haunting
 sap it up, I must,
  a hint of salt and rust
  The sensation has no words
   I got a taste of my own blood.

To be or not to be

God has given me eyes
but I choose to be blind;
God has given me ears
but i choose to be deaf;
God has given me tongue
but I choose to be mute;
God has made me
but I choose not to be.

Delirious Desires

I wish to paint my walls;
But the colors, I cannot find.

I look at the world, jaded,
Still cannot make up my mind.

So what do we have today?
Another deceit or another way?

Something, stirs inside
what is it, I cannot determine:

A desire for truth or the desire to lie,
A desire to live, a desire to die.

Eco friendly publicity

So now Abhishek Bacchan is eco friendly too.
Promoting Idea in the Avatar of a Kalpavriksha
"Use mobile, save paper"

What an Idea sir-jeee!!

time for me to be eco-friendly too

To all the viewers of Saas-bahu serials, victims of cold, n my fellow research mates:

Use handkerchief, save paper.

Lunatic Rantings

I am a big big girl
in a big big big world
and big girls dont cry (or so say Emilia n Fergie).

But this mad mad world
is filled with mad mad people
who make each other sad.

just as Lewis Caroll had expressed through his book about a topsy turvy world:

“'But I don’t want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
'Oh, you can’t help that,' said the Cat. 'We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.'
'How do you know I’m mad?' said Alice.
'You must be,” said the Cat. 'or you wouldn’t have come here.'”

Real world more weird, no?

Yup. you're mad. or else u wouldnt be reading this.