Love

Yellow skies,

Love is the resounding laughter of your friends.

Red skies,

Love is the foxy grin and sensuous perfume.

Blue skies,

Love is the serendipitous pictures you click, that bring you joy when you later see it.

Brown skies,

Love is the egoistic compelling football match you just played with your rival.

Pink skies,

Love is the super expensive shoes you and your girlfriend giggled over.

Purple skies,

Love is the family time you had and having been missing for so long.

Green skies,

Love is the last time you smelt the soil and the watched the sun set.

Beige skies,

Love is the soft fluffy coat of your dog.

Black skies,

Love is gradually replacing hate.

White skies,

Love is time you smiled back at the mirror.

Traffic

Traffic is barbaric in Bangalore.I didn't really experience Bangalore traffic until recently.Riding to and fro 15km to ISRO and back tires me mentally and physically.The kings of the road (take 3 guesses)..got it at the first guess?Autos! Stubborn monstrous yellow creatures.They occupy the centre of the road and won't budge till you give him a headache by honking.

My rules for happy riding in Bangalore:)

1. It's all about respect.If you're riding an activa,let the enfield behind you pass:).Don't be too over ambitious.

2.You have all rights to annoy autos! It's pay back time baby!

3.Plug those headphones into your ears.The best way to phase out the chaotic honking and engine noise.

4.I'm not preaching,but stop at RED!.Don't risk it even if it's 5 s.The other person might just intentionally drive into you if his signal is green.

5.Cover yourself completely!Wear your prettiest scarf/helmet/jacket .If not, you'll surely be coated with a layer of pollution and dust.

Happy riding!

Breathe . .

Tattered dog bitten clothes,

A distorted tattoo on his arm.

Smoking a low-quality beedi,

and a well-knit quit to keep him warm.

At a pathetic age of forty,

He was nothing but a shrunk nicotine and tobacco poisoned dying man..

..sitting by the tea stall,flanked by two diseased stray dogs.

how everything had changed in this short time span!

Racing back 20 years,the same tea stall,

a hot blooded educated man of twenty,

Smart,athletic,hyper-active and popular.

A graduate certificate in hand,patiently sipping tea.

He smoked occasionally with the excuse of "celebration",

he didn't realize that his celebrations lasted more than a pack.

Life was generous then,a decent job and a hefty bank balance.

With the superfluous money,his tobacco and nicotine addiction was back.

The urge to smoke,the pleasure of floating in nothingness..

..compelled him to resist his sane mind.

He became an independent man ,intransigent to what others said.

In his own egoistic lonely bubble ,he remained confined.

The heaviness of his lungs didn't bother him,

The coughing and blood didn't bother him,

His presumptuous arrogance exacerbated his failing lungs.

Chances of survival was slim.

Knowing well that his death is imminent,

He sits numb with the beedi in his hand.

He chose to spend the last few days with his greatest foe and best friend...

.................the cigarette.

Bubbles

She was tired.Tired from not doing anything.Tired staring fixedly at her cellphone,waiting for a message.Why aren't any of my friends free today!! It frustrated her. It was partly her mistake .she made excuses of having to study,or of her bad moods,of her painful stomach.She realized it was herself,she was frustrated with.

Her digital watch beeped.It was 6 'o clock .Her boredom reached the 5 hour mark.She pulled on a jacket and grabbed some money.She knew just what she wanted to do,she had been wanting to do it since a week.Bubbles!:)She shook her boredom off and began to walk to food street.It's always a carnival here, balloons sellers,delicious food,and finally the person selling the soap mixture that produces bubbles:)

Happy with her little purchase,she set off to the huge water tank.she hurriedly climbed the winding staircase.She loved the peace and the view of the city from up here.Blowing bubbles into the vast skies,she felt her little frustrations depart slowly.The lines on her forehead reduced.She was beginning to feel happy.FINALLY!

What's your greatest fear?

She walked through the darkness,

The mushy soil,the syrupy atmosphere,

Pitch dark and perfectly silent..nonetheless,

she wore a smile and ambled on,with no fear.

She wasn't bothered by the journey,

After all,she had spent most of her life in the wilderness.

It was the door at the end she hated to see,

What lay behind it,tormented her mentally.

Whenever she reaches to open the door,

she turns back and runs as fast as her 7-year old feet can take her.

She had enough,she couldn't take anymore.

Every night she would walk till there,

Never opens the door,not even dare.

......frantically twisting in bed,

she woke up and screamed to herself"What is it that I really dread??!!"

Peering through dark glasses again....

This is more of a blog to myself.There are few things I've realized in the past week.

--The world revolves around money..It's so hard to decently earn money.

--There's none in this world and none who will..love you as much as your parents.Pure selfless love.Incomparable.Abosolutely.They ll do anything in the world for you.

--Guilt can drive you mad.can make you cry endlessly,you feel enclosed and suffocated,gasping for breath.It haunts you, every single hour.

--You might think you're a strong person.To get there..you need to break down.And believe you'll shatter into tiny pieces..fumbling to fix the pieces back.

--Sometimes people do things you hate.Friends betray you,lovers ditch you,your parents yell at you...but it's all good,everything has a reason.Just wear their shoes for once.Everyone in this world teaches you a lesson.

--Loneliness is an incurable disease.Pray to god,that you have someone to take care of you when you get old.

--Never underestimate anyone! Never...he'll just overtake you in the long run,and you'll keep mum.

--Life's never easy.. not a person has had it easy,even the richest people.When its your turn to slog,don't complain,you'll go nowhere.

--Close your eyes for just a meagre 2 minutes everyday and thank god.You're blessed in so many unobtrusive ways.

Change

Life's changed track,I'm walking a new lane,

It's one of those things you tell yourself won't happen for now,

and before you know it,it has happened and how?

Getting adjusted to it is hard,

convincing myself over and over again,I feel like a retard.

The transition time should pass,

My ambivalent state if mind will clear,

Till then,I'll be stoic,with nothing to cheer:(

Unfortunately time heals,

It cleans out the closet and reveals.