Colors ...

Never thought that painting could be such a stress buster .. I tried painting .. put myself to my school age passion .. those are some initial paintings .. just the beginning ... and a good beginning ... :-)

Venice

Forest

Flowers

Shiva

Kerala Village

Twilight

Waterfall

House

Roses

Hope

My sight gazes at the horizon ..
Looking for the sun to rise ..
The rain to fall and ..
The rainbow to surprise ..

The wait is long ..
As the sun is setting ..
It has been so ..
Ever since I have been waiting ..

The vision goes blur ..
I wipe my eyes ..
Then I see a peacock dancing ..
But its just a disguise ..

If I move to the horizon ..
The horizon also moves far ..
The harder I walk .. the more it eludes me ..
The faster it moves .. i cant be at par..

So I wait for the sun rise ..
The peacock to dance ..
So I wait for the rain to fall..
and it to call my name by chance ..

However it seems like a distant dream ..
But how do i give up the hope ..
For the dream is what I have ..
Like that delicate sparkling dew drop ..

Someone has said Hope is life ..
Hope is god ..Hope gives faith ..
So I hold on to mine .. hanging to it ..
Otherwise everything else is a wraith ..

Let this sun set .. let a new sun rise ..
Let it be bright, let it shine ..
More vibrant .. more Orange ..I shall not give up ..
For the new sun will rise and it will be mine ..

Journey

On a rainy day like yesterday ..
I embarked on to an unknown journey ..

With my suitcase in my hand..
With no plan, no tickets ..

Not knowing the destination..
I took a leap to an unknown journey ..

On my way.. sometimes i look back ..
Sometimes I move ahead ..

At times am weary.. Sometimes am not ..
Sometimes i open that suitcase ..

An old photo frame .. the photo seems to have faded ..
Some familiar faces .. but with a cracked mirror ..

A yellow book .. whose pages are torn ..
A red rose .. got dried between those pages ..

A piece of parchment .. something scribbled on it ..
In an strange language .. that i cant interpret ..

A scented handkerchief .. whose fragrance is withering away ..
A chess board .. its battle i have already lost ..

My journey is not over yet ..
I keep marching towards an unknown destination ...

On a Sunny day like today ..
I open the window .. the wind gently blows my hair ..

The sun peeps into my eyes ..
I look at that suitcase ...

I don't open it that often these days ..
I wonder .. if I need it anymore ..

But I still carry it around with me ..
I guess .. it will always remain with me ..

On a sunny day like today ..
I think has my journey come to end ??

Or has it just begun ..

You.

Of all the things that I want..

The most I cherish is you ..

Of all the people I yearn to be with ..

The most I miss is you ..

Of all the things I want to talk about ..

Is all with you ..

Of all things I want to hear ..

Is to what you want to say ..

But when I am with you ..

You cast me away ..

When I am with you ..

You fear I will go away ..while I am still holding on to you.

When I talk to you ..

You listen things which I never said or meant ..

When you talk to me ..

You say things to hurt me ..

How many more signs do I need to give you?

How long do I need to wait for you?

How long will it take for you to understand?

How long … will I keeping missing you?

How long …?

Long till … I cast myself away ..

A quite afternoon

I am sitting here .. typing some random words ... no this is not my usual blog .. which are written after a lot of thought being put in .. this is something just like that ..

i am at my home .. with my family .. having a quite afternoon ..

me and mom .. were busy a few hours back .. in the kitchen .. creating the famous mom's hand made chicken curry .. she made it .. i made some parathas .. and rice ..

we had a great meal .. ending with a yummy icecream .. so full .. with a joy that comes after a great meal with family .. everyone is asleep now .. and am listening to some sweet songs while writing this blog ..

its time for tea now and I shall be heading to kitchen again ...

i look forward to more such afternoons .. how i long those .. and miss those ..

after all what every human wants is a peaceful afternoon like those ..

thank you god .. for giving me one :-)

A voice

I hear it coming from a distance ..
what is that noise?

soft .. yet brittle .. at times clear
sometimes unclear .. whose is that voice?

i sharpen my ear to follow the voice..
but then get distracted ..

I again move towards it but it vanishes
why am i so attracted ..

if only it was calm .. i could hear it better
if only was clear .. i could see it better
if only it had a fragrance.. i could smell it better ..
if only it was near.. i could feel better 

but its something that i cant see
some thing i cant feel
i cant understand what it is 
i cant follow it either ..

can some one help me find that voice?
can some one be my friend in this adventure?

then i sat down 
tired of following ..
tired of reaching no where
tired of looking for it here and there

i closed my eyes ..
i don't know if i was sleeping
i don't know if i was dreaming
but now i could hear it ..

now it was clear ..
now it had a meaning ..
it said what are you looking for?
it said whom are you seeking?

it said what you want is in you
it said what i seek is nothing but you..
it was me ..
It was i who was calling ..

amazing .. how i never knew this..

It rained last night ..

It rained last night ..

It was dark .. It was stark ..

It was cold .. It was chilly ..

I tried holding on to my blanket ..

I tried to get warm ..

But it kept getting colder and wet

 … the time had frozen so was I.

I tried lighting a candle

To ward off the dark ..

But the cold wind would blow it off

Making it even more dark ..

I kept trying .. but the matchstick got over ..

The dark clouds would hover ..

I kept looking for a warm place ..

But in the darkness I kept stumbling ..

I hurt myself .. I fell down ..

I tried walking across the room .. to look for a hand ..

That I can hold … and feel the warmth ..

I kept walking in the room .. spreading both my arm ..

Looking for arms, in whose comfort I could feel warm …

But I kept stumbling and kept hurting myself ..

I tried calling .. but no one would hear ..

I called harder .. but my echo I could hear ..

So .. I just sat there .. waiting for the rain to go…

I held on to my blanket .. with a tight grip

As that was the only thing that gave me warmth ..

I listened to the rain pouring ..

Each drop .. making a sound .. saying something to me ..

I listened to wind .. each time some one blowing a whistle ..

I sat there whole night .. waiting for the rain to pour ..

And go .. I waited there silently .. for dawn to come ..

But it would keep pouring and become colder …

It rained last night ..

It rained outside .. but..

I felt it inside ..