Kismat Connections

On a day when the sky looked dull 

and the weather dry and lull

Your whatsapp notification woke me up

and the image you sent made me jump

up in the air in joy and smile

in a moment, I went back in time

How true I thought! How very profound!

If not for my past, you would not be found

had our paths not crossed, the way it did , the time it did

I doubt if life would be this good

Now looking back, it all makes sense

every action, every thought that put me in a trance

a step it was to lead me unto you

to make you mine and take our vow

Ahh, the games of fate

simply great! 

Love - To You

On the enticed path of love, I set my foot

seeking the blessings of all, hoping to find the loot;

Dancing with fate and flirting with destiny, I seemed to do all right

in the beginning, when all that was on offer were pleasantries in light.

As I trotted on, I discovered a newer me, full of ideas not rife

The hidden desires, seeking the pleasures of life

all came to life, with a longing and yearning unseen before

I let it loose, to wander in coy, letting in sin with candor

My path I thought, I could see it unfold

Alas, only a fool I was being. For the path of love is not all of gold.

When the sun set and when the moon faded, I didn't know

Without me knowing, my spirits took me with it for a heavenly blow

I let my soul sink, in the ocean of elixir, or so I thought

But not long, before I realized the folly of it

In darkness you can't travel; directionless you cant proceed

helplessness came over me; I wanted to turn back and recede

The speed with which I came, the eagerness that prevailed

All of that gave way to emptiness, for I saw only darkness entwined

A state of confusion; an array of thoughts all seeming to overpower me

I though to myself - is this what I set for? losing my heart's lee?

Vicissitudes of life; just as seasons, thoughts change

A moment of bliss, another with sorrow making one lynch

learning and unlearning, life forces us to learn

The best of teachers, it sets us right and makes us sane

As the wheels of life turn, so does the rim gain strength

making us able to withstand all roads, dirty, muddy of varying depth

After all, what is a journey if there be no adventure

without any takeaway and lessons to capture

just as the flower, I withered; only to bloom again

with the rays of the sun, I woke up in pain

To face the new world with renewed vigor

full of energy, yet again ready to savor

For to be cowed down is not befitting of men

And what be life, if left unscathed; full of ken?

The sheath of life did leave me naked for a while

leaving me unarmored, to life's caprices, long as the Nile

Not long before I gathered myself and set foot again

To conquer love and to let not life be in vain

In earnest I made my prayers, to the creator of love

for the next time it darkens, I want to be with her to walk hand in glove

Reflections on Love

I love you – I blurted out.

My mind blanked out after that. I watched her face, the stillness in expression. Joy or confusion, I couldn’t tell. My mind began to wander elsewhere. I tried hard to focus on her, to help her see the image she was looking for, and to aid her repeat the words I had just said.

I could feel her hair. Her breath so close to my ears, arms tightening around my neck. She was uttering something. I was not sure if I wanted to listen. I was struck by a wave of emotions. Winds were blowing in all directions, taking my mind along.

She was smiling. Nay, she was joy personified. I wanted to cry.

At least she’s happy, I comforted myself. The moment – that is what is important. Live it. Don’t lose it. Joys of life are not meant to accumulate. They should be seized every moment.

Nothing… nothing seemed to work. The moment I uttered it, the moment I saw her eyes, I knew it. I shouldn’t have said it.

I tried hard to gain composure, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t escape the fact that I didn’t. I didn’t really mean what I had said. It was only to be nice to her; to please her for the moment that I said; I loved to see people happy and I knew she desperately wanted to hear this from my mouth.

Fired bullets and spoken words are the ones you should fear the most. Apart from the fact that they can’t be taken back, they could end up taking a life.

P.S: purely fictional... :)