Call it a day!

Ah…What is there that can’t be thrown at me?

What is there that can’t be shouted at me?

I stand cold and drenched in pain all mirrors to my destiny.

A milieu of emotions and a bag full of expectations.

I know I have to do it for the lot,

And I know I should have done up till now.

But I am late and I have to mend it, somehow.

I can’t end for sure before I let it sort.

As I pen down the things that keep me occupied,

I see the reminiscences and count the hasty decisions gone by.

I should have, I could have and a couple of questions more.

Delude my vision and hurt me like a running soar.

It may be the reality that was supposed to be,

Or it may be what I made myself to be.

But, whatever it is, if it is here to stay.

It might not be long, that I could no longer face the day.

I wish and I know it will surely end one day,

Bright sun and blue sky; will dawn a new day.

Dead or alive, I would have nothing more to say,

For I would be content; I would CALL IT A DAY!

Wish you called me back...

Wish you called me back...

Wish you heard me say...

In these lonely hours that I spend today...

I wish you got me what all I lacked.

Yeah, I long for your touch...

And I fear to loose you but I cant do much.

Now I know I cant be waiting...

Need to move on and loose the ring.

Years have passed,

Lights have gone dim,

A broken glass and a bottle of gin,

I still see your shadow and thats all that lasts.

They told me it would never work out

But I still believed and had a reason to say...

Now all thats left is the fading away day.

And I still hope that one day , that one day you would hear me loud!

Wish you called me back...

Wish you heard me say...

In these lonely hours that I spend today...

I wish you got me what all I lacked.

Realize

If you stop and watch your actions,

And try to listen and not hear,

If you realize your mistake even once,

You shall bring a smile and wipe the tears!

What have you done that can’t be undone?

What have you achieved with a loaded gun?

Just another desire to be someone,

You have fed the selfish heart but at what cost my son?

I had a reason to believe,

Wanted to make you achieve,

I sent away the purest part of me,

Didn’t really know what was written in destiny.

Now all I ask is to hold on to you,

Realize your mistakes and start anew,

And I know you would make it a better place to be,

A place that I always wanted to see!

*Dedicated to the Lord.

Let it flow...

It may sound silly and stupid,

To break away with the pattern and step out

It may be difficult to step out of the hide outs

But, that’s what you are meant for…isn’t it?

Sail in the blue waters like the way Columbus did…

Reach for the light, the way a moth does…

Go reverse; be different bit by bit…

It will pay you one day and it is worth the fuss…

Look at me, I have nothing….

I don’t know where I am heading….

May be not towards the place where the world wants me to be…

I don’t care, for I have this life to be….

I may die as a pauper

As an unknown one on one of the streets…

Or live life king size as one of the lot unknown for what he seeks…

But, can I grow stale like a blocked river….No never!

I don’t know whether you should read me,

Should believe in me and follow me,

All I wish t o say is everyone has his own destiny…

He needs to follow his heart and let it be…

Requiem for a Grand Lady

Eyes lined with Kohl,

Narrow slits with hooded brows thick,

Shone with a peculiar stance,

Sagacious eyes that judged one so quick.

Lips crimson with betel juice,

Turned at corners with smile of age,

Oft dripping with love divine

Twirling up as a sage.

Ever caring and loving her large brood,

Equally shared with profound care,

Never bared her soul to her brood,

Through thick and thin she gave her care.

Now she rests with nothing amiss

Without a care in the world,

Her beatific smile so worn

She rests in eternal bliss.

*Written by my father- Sanjay Atrishi

**Dedicated to my Grandma...

Random Thoughts.2

It is easy to be what others want you to be.

It gets difficult when you try to be yourself...

Random Thoughts.1

Try to hold it down, it shall erode you away.

Let it flow as it is meant to be,

And you shall live for another day...

'Such is Life'.