Chalk & Cheese

Chalk met cheese one day.
Said cheese to chalk,
Strange are circumstances!
How is it that we meet and speak?
Replied Chalk,
Indeed! I agree.
So let me return to the blackboard's side.
Why don't you get back to the 'fridge?

Ushering the new...

The Old are dying away. The 21st century is in its first decade, and the weaning of the old from the new has begun. Nature has taken over and the new cycle has begun. Like peeling of the skin is painful at first, it does reveal the new, fresh clean skin underneath. But the process is,nevertheless, painful.
My grandfather told me before his death that the old are unproductive. But I disagree. The old are our moral support. A link. You feel a certain continuity.
There is guidance. There is someone to look up to. Someone to tell you when you are wrong.
Now we have to totter on our own feet and find our way in the darkness.
The gloom made deeper since we never thought that death would so suddenly pull our loved ones, our iconic leaders away so quickly, so suddenly. There is no time to gasp for breath.
This year started with the double deaths of my grandparents. 10 days after each other, they simply left us all alone. Then my ailing aunt passed away suddenly enough. That is on my personal front. The year started with deaths. One after the other.
Steve Jobs died last week on the 6th of October . Now Jagjit Singh died this morning.
Steve Jobs was a great innovator and a great marketeer. He knew that publicity of any kind is good publicity. The superb combination of innovative products and controversy courting publicity made Apple and him the forefront of technological advancement.
Jagjit Singh was a wonderful singer. He brough ghazals to the common man. His heart rending renditions and poetic ethos conveyed itself through his voice and made anyone who listened to his songs go into another plane. Albeit a pretty gloomy and sad one. But there is happiness and sorrow - his tended to be more sorrowful.
One has to give allowance to personal tragedies. Losing ones teenage son to a road accident makes you eligible for such sorrowful songs. Enjoying them is our choice. His songs were more philosophical and tended to convey the message that though sadness comes, we have to trudge the load and move on... life is such.
A beautiful message.
I suppose there is a lot of wealth in this message. We need to move on. We need to make newer icons and learn from our predecessors. In this Aquarian age, where we are lucky enough to be the radicals we want to be. Let us shrug the useless old ways, but take on the meaningful values they left behind and build our future on such ideals that help us make ourselves and our world better.
Like Steve Jobs said, “Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”
After all, Nature and Change deserve...
Respect!! 

Noise of Silence

Silence
A language that's filled
with wordless everythings.
It is filled with all things
but
Silence....
Sift through the noise of silence,
listen to the magic of silence.

Facebook - Too much on your face now!

Ho! Hum! Hum! as treebeard would say in the Lord of the Rings... I shall start this as quickly as an ent can... So you see, I shunned these networking and these can-i-make-friendship-with-you sites till I was introduced to this site called facebook.com. Then all hell broke loose. Because you see, there are games, friends, photographs to comment on and well, really so many comments, posts and so many things to keep track of, so many comments to reply, so many things overall to do that well.. ahem, ho! hum! hum! I simply did not feel like well.. you know, to leave the website, thinking maybe....maybe I might miss something. Or well, I am bored so what the hell! let me just knock on someone's door and see what they are upto. Or maybe my city needs refreshments, and my cows need milking and my customers in the cafe need more food. Thus days passed till I saw the Vodafone ad for Facebook in their Nokia phones. Well, then ho! hum! hum! hum! I saw that instead of the protagonist, it was me in there. I felt I saw people through facebook. Really, its quite scary a concept to know that I am connected to facebooko and though facebook to the rest of the world. It made me open my eyes and look around. well, and LO! there were the greens and browns and the blues and yellows and the reds and oranges, no colour correction required and bright as you want or dim as you like. The coulours stared in my face and my eyes blinked. In surprise I stared and laughed out loud at the fact that I, who had never thought much of these stupid networking can-i-make-fraandsheep-with-you sites have turned around to see the world of mine through facebook.com.\
So hereby, I make a solemn promise that I shall cut down on my visits to facebook.com and shall wander through the wide avenues of the internet and avoid on-your-face facebook.com!

Stark.

The grey skies open up.
Clouds seem to part.
shadows are sharper,
Images seem to jump into your sight.
Stark.
Sun rays seem to penetrate through
lighting up the clouds like a halo.
Giving it a 3d effect,
Making things so crisp and clear.
Stark.
Nothing to hide behind.
Just you and the blinding reality
With the sun shining down
uncovering, making everything
Stark.

Heights of confusion!!

A sheep in a lion's coat
Or a lion in a sheep's coat?
Scurry away or confront?
Prey.
Or be preyed on?
Confounding, confusing
wondering now and again
If i am the hunter or the hunted

Smile

Words run in a loop,
I am stranded
in a soup of my own making.
Smiles & laughter spew out.
My lips spread wide
in a smile
that is just short of my eyes.