2/13/10

Watching Madness With No Eyes …

Hidden behind the curtains of false friendship love,
Is the mute treacherous heart of man.
You wear smiles of betrayal with a deceptive mask,
Watching and wishing the fall of your “friend” in need indeed.

Crumbling down are the walls of success of your friend,
Watching them slip gradually in frustrations.
A cluster of rags you classify them,
And laugh at them behind the mirrors of consolation and condolences.

Why this pretence? Where is the trust, honesty,
Loyalty and love u once shared?
When u needed a shoulder
You realize u had a friend somewhere regardless.

You try to hide your chameleon nature,
But since nature cannot be cheated,
You end up blowing up and behaving all nicy nicy,
All suspicious, with an egg in your face.

You thought they would always be
A victim of your defamations.
I hope u will avoid nurturing and cumulating spikes in the bosom of your heart
For once, try to be an ant and cease being a sympathy seeking friend

This is such a tragic truth to be unraveled.
Anybody disagrees?
Ah! Such a pity, that we see this madness with no eyes.
A Friend and some friends.

11/29/09

Finding Beauty In Those Who Hurt Us.

I read an article in which the author says that, beauty could actually be found in those who hurt us. I just exclaimed with my jaws almost on the floor. The question that I want to ask is; what kind of beauty would actually be seen in those who hurt us terribly? An insight scenario given is the normal cliché; “forgive and forget’’. Yes I call it a cliché although I believe in forgiveness. But humans as we are, it isn’t easy telling someone with a broken heart which cannot be fixed at all to succumb to this opinion. Anyways, which broken heart can never be fixed at all.

But in another case I think It makes sense. The rhetoric questions are,what blocks our ability to love, our ability to be courageous, our ability to forgive and forget? if we can survive all these, then we can define our ability to find this beauty .I’ve realized it is rather a good thing than just seeing its shallow meaning.

Most sufferings and disappointments that we experience are somehow a blessing in disguise. We sometimes realize our true self after mourning our wounded hearts. I want to believe that, believing in ourselves could be very therapeutic. That is, if we accept the outcome of every situation and think of the way forward rather than thinking about the harm that is already done, would make us really realize and find this beauty in those who hurt us. May be we should try this!

11/26/09

Is It Only You And Yourself Always?

Some people are so self-centred that they forget it is them against the world. This behavior can really jeopardize our happiness. If you have to live with just yourself, what happens to the rest of the world? It might be some practice of selfishness which you don’t know or does it intentionally. Remember our behavior towards others is just as important as building blocks of self-respect.

Interaction with people can also reveal some unexpected horrible behaviours. Commitment to human relations can avoid this kind of behaviour. The unfair aspects of it are that, your commitments might not be reciprocated by the people you act towards, which makes certain human behaviours and facts so difficult to fathom.

So Clutch Your Choices Opened Heartedly!

I guess you have been trying to make some changes in your life................... I know. You really knew that already didn’t you? If you had been so sincere to yourself, may be you could have done that long time before the phrase “it’s too late” came out of your mouth. Sometimes the most difficult aspects of our lives are making choices.
If you could only see through the future, there are some choices that you made that you would wish to turn back time.

I wish I never made some choices in my life which haunts me as of now. I wouldn’t say I regret them though, but I wish I never did. Some choices are also ahead of me that am taking pains to break the puzzle. It is also difficult to face the truth.
May be I would one day find the courage to find myself in a different way in making choices through some Divine Interventions or..... What do you think? We all make mistakes and loose our ways. It’s all up to us to outline the dos and don’ts and carry our choices whole heatedly. Anyways, what could we do to make a difference? You could tell me too.

11/19/09

To whom it may concern!

I guess you are the only one who understands my language.
I beg you would not force me to drink this water, coz my belly is already full
I wonder, if I give you explanations, would things turn around to how it used to be or was supposed to be?
If your answer is what I’m thinking, then you need not lead me on.
But all the same it’s only fair to hear the “winding story “. .......... to be conti...

A mother’s tongue

The one that tells a fairy tale in Disney Land
The one that senses danger from afar and warn
The one that rolls a true emotional experience
The one that blesses the good and even the bad
The one that prays all night when you are somewhere clubbing all night
The one that suffers in your defence
The one that makes and unmake you
The one that prophesy good things in life
The one that gives hope in times of trauma
The one who’s advice hits like a Beyonce album
The one that does not hesitate a second to say I love you.

11/13/09

"NuNu Scent"

I wish I could just in a day make a massive survey of some selected
Gents and ladies supposedly to have dressed indecently, to draw a drum line.
What is indecent dressing any way?
I believe it is the choosing of an extremely loud fashion or dress code
At the wrong time and occasion. All the same,
I think decency is somehow relative.

Most men have borrowed unattractive nagging teeth purposely to criticize
And shamelessly admire these fashions of most ladies
Which they call, “Indecent”. Always making references to
The “am awares”, the “cleavages’’, “the beads”,
And all the "shorts and shorts"
what about the spotty make-up some ladies wear?
I agree yes! , that sometimes it becomes so loud that
They begin to look like corps and glow in broad day light.

But have you taken the pain to observe our dear gentlemen?
My tongue nearly rolled out of my mouth out of shock.
Some men indeed dress horribly. Do they actually forget to zip up their flaps?
Or it is now a new kind of fashion. These, I have witnessed for several occasions.
Others too open the very first two buttons of their shirts. I can’t tell whether they are Flaunting the “yellowish brownish whitish’’ singlet
or the bushy, desert, or “sexy hairy” bear chests?



Well, that is even not the case. The SMELL, my Goodness!
Even my fishmonger granny would not smell Like that during her official duties.
I bet if we are given all salted fishes the chance to choose a friend,
Most def! Not this gentleman who sat next to me in a taxi. Pls! Spare us the “Nunu Scent”.
What about the edges of their Jeans pockets? If you have not noticed pls don’t try,
You might go blind.
I just wish our gentlemen would talk less about the dress code of their ladies
And concentrate on theirs too.
But I know God would not forgive me if I don’t give credit to others.
I must say some men look and smell extremely good!