Blue waters

Stick by my side while I pass through these blue waters... 

Soon things will brighten and the sun will shine...

Days will come when I will be fine...

Baby Squirrel

An excited baby squirrel... full of energy...

A bit of fear... and a bit of play...

Running here and hiding there...

Play Squirrel play.. While the sun is here...

One never knows when the days turn grey!

Golden Hours...

A sight so breathtaking...

A fragrance so intoxicating...

I could not help getting lost amongst you...

Was I the thorn or the rose I cannot reckon...

I do not care...

For, during those moments peace came to me.

As Wordsworth wrote about daffodils, this is my feeble attempt to write about roses... 

I was never a rose person and never believed in getting roses from my love... My recent visit to a rose garden proved me wrong. 

While I looked at row after row of roses... walked on the paths dotted with rose bushes... touched them... felt their fragrance surround me... I felt like a kid in candy-land! I could not help sucking in their scent and running from one end of garden to another, unable to make my mind where to go first... :)

There were roses of all colours and sizes... 

Big ones...

Small ones...

Tiny ones...

Amongst all these, there was a gem of wisdom too... on a broken sundial...

"I count none but Golden hours!" 

This sundial cannot show time... but its message is timeless.

And when it was time to leave, I could not tear myself away from the place. How can one walk away from a place like that! All I could do, was to tell myself that I will come back again and then somehow pushed myself out of the garden and into the car.

"Oh sweet rose! I will be back again soon to give you company" 

(as though the rose needs my company!! :D)

Sahityamlo Hasyam

Every day when I open the youtube home page, the first thing that I search for is "Sahityamlo Hasyam" This is a Telugu program by Dr. Garikipati Narasimha Rao. It is about Telugu language and literature with a twist of humour. He recites a number of funny Telugu/Sanskrit poems and explains the meaning of those. It is very funny to watch. I love it. We are supposed to have one episode per week. However for the past one month, no new episodes have been uploaded to youtube by the Teluguone channel.

I replay most of the episodes. I know some of the poems by heart. I love watching them. I laugh at the same funny poems again and again. It does not bore me at all.

I am very happy that Aditya told us about Dr. Garikipati Narasimha Rao and this program. If we hadn't known, we would have missed all those evenings of fun. V and I sit and watch this program together. It feels nice to share similar interests. Lucky me! :)

Oh TeluguOne! When will you upload new episodes of Sahityamlo Hasyam???

Early Flights!

He is up and ready to catch his flight...
I want to get up and be with him as much as I can...
It will be weeks before I see him...
Yet sleep overpowers everything.. 

Good byes and sweet nothings...

Nothing gets registered...

That's why they book on flights that leave at wee hours of the morning...

Everyone is half-sleep and probably in the middle of some dream..

There are neither teary good-byes nor longing faces...

If one accompanies to the airport, 

They just want to get back home as soon as they can...

Under the warmth of the covers... get lost in the land of dreams...

If not to the airport, 

Then there is a rush to shut the door and get back to sleep...

Sleepy eyes and groggy mind...
No one feels anything...
Everything feels numb...
Sleep is an escape from reality...


By the time I get up, I feel he's left for office as every other day..
And will be back soon...


But as night falls, realization dawns...
There is a long night ahead..
And many more long nights before I see this man...
... who's become my world now!

Rainbow...

Showers of rain...
And warm sunshine...
While the rain bows to the sun outside,
Happy and sad emotions stir up in me 
warming my heart and making me rain!

A Complaint and a Plea!

Sunny during the week , And rainy during the weekend!


Don't you think it's so unfair?
Yet again, we can't go anywhere...


Try to be more considerate towards us, O Lord!
We beg you!

Aap Jaisa Koi...

Deadly night... Deserted roads...
Chill weather... Chirpy conversation..
Long ride... Lovely sights...
Two souls... One two-wheeler...
Timeless Journey... Priceless Moments...

The icing on the cake???
Singing all the way... together!
All our Favorites from old Hindi Movies...
The best one being...'Aap Jaisa Koi...'
Screaming at the top of our voices.. To be heard above the sound of our vehicle...

What a great time we had!

Even while I write,

Glimpses of that day,

Flash in my mind's eye!

Oh! It's exactly six(read that as 'sweet-six') months since we lost our Bachelor's(Spinster's) degree!
Greetings to us both! :D

Love is in the air!

Cool Breeze... Swaying Trees...
Mild Drizzle... Fragrant Earth...

Hyderabad looks more liveable...
Thanks to Laila!

*****(It's at the expense of coastal areas... What an irony! One's food is another's poison!)*****

Comprehension

Gentle whispers… Sweet nothings…
Cuddling… Snuggling… Nuzzling…
Cozy Talks… Soothing murmurings…
Tinkling laughs… Contented Sighs…
Playful pranks… Naughty teasers…
Mischievous Flirting… Declarations of love…
Friendly admonitions… Sincere Praisings…
Unrestricted by time…
Unhampered by distance…
Unhindered by the entire world…

Does this bring a glow onto my face?
Does this spread a mysterious smile onto my lips?
Does this add an extra bounce to my gait?
Does this add chirpiness to my tone?
Does this envelope me with warmth
And give me a sense of security?

No!
Not at all!
But why?
Because all these were never meant for me
They belong to another soul…
To another being who is all the more different from me…

No one can replace that soul…
Not even me!

Happy Birthday Sriram!

Sriram, Wish you a Fun-tastic Birthday! :-)

Let’s hop and skip
And swing and sway
For it’s Sriram’s birthday today!

Let’s twist and turn
And rock and roll
For it’s Sriram’s Birthday today!

Let’s jump and leap
And somersault in the air
For it’s Sriram’s Birthday today!

Let’s sing and dance
And yell and scream
For it’s Sriram’s Birthday today!

Let’s slide and glide
And do a jiggety jig
For it’s Sriram’s Birthday today!

Let’s run and catch
And play non-stop
For it’s Sriram’s Birthday today!

Let’s blow the candles
And cut the cake
And smear cream on all faces
For it’s Sriram’s Birthday today!


Sriram, Wish you a Fun-tastic Birthday! :-)

The Unsaid Truth

The moon dreams to be with the earth
And the earth dreams to be with the moon…
Their endless courtship continues…

The moon tries to pull the earth towards itself
But only manages to tickle the waves in the ocean…
The earth reaches out to the moon
And that’s when we have high tides in the ocean…

The earth and moon meet twice during the day at the horizon...
First time at the moonrise and the second when the moon sets...

When the hour of rendezvous nears,
The moon becomes bigger and brighter in anticipation of the meeting
And the earth blushes in its milky white glow…


And when it’s Amaavaasya, the earth becomes dull and sad...
It drapes itself in black and mourns through the night.

During one such nights,
The wind moves in to be a new neighbor to the earth
When the wind peeks out of the mountains,
It sees the earth in sorrow.
The wind blows its gentle breeze
Trying to cheer up the earth…
The wind whispers into its ears and soothes the earth
The earth wraps up itself in the wind
And falls into a dreamless sleep

As time goes on…
The wind becomes very possessive of the earth
It can’t bear to see the earth with anyone else…

The D-day arrives…
The wind showers the earth with its sweet fragrance
And sends the clouds to spray the earth with water
The earth welcomes the drizzle with greenery
And waltzes in the rain

The wind swooshes around the earth in excitement
And confesses its love to the earth
The earth does not know what to do
But tells wind that they will never to able to bind together for life!

The wind stands transfixed in shock
And hides itself in the mountains…
The earth lays barren with no rain
And the hot sun makes the life worse for it…


Meanwhile the moon is suffering the curse of amaavaasya
It stands all alone with no earth for its company
The Polestar sees its plight and comes closer,
And gives the moon a twinkling smile.

The moon smiles back at its childhood friend
And the saptha rishis dance around them
The polestar twinkles and sparkles for the moon.

The moon finds its solace in the space…
In the vast emptiness and in the vacuum...
The moon realizes that this is what it’s destined for.
This is its home!
And when it pours out these feelings to Polestar,
The pole-star talks about its destiny.
“You are my destiny!”
The moon is dumbstruck,
To know that its childhood friend has been having such notions in mind.


But there is no time for any more thoughts,
For it’s the moonrise time…
The earth waits at the horizon with out stretched arms
And the moon lingers at the horizon for longer time.

During its transit across the sky,
The moon broods over its life…
About the earth… the pole-star… and their destinies…

When it nears the earth at the moonset time,
The moon realizes that they can only dream to be together,
But its home is amongst the stars.
It tells the earth about pole-star’s proposal.
“I am going to accept the pole-star as my better-half,” the moon says.

The earth is devastated… It trembles and shakes
Innumerable earthquakes and tsunamis occur within itself
It tears itself apart and grieves to oblivion.

The wind longs to see the earth
And so, it returns to blow threw the veins of the earth
Bringing back the lost shine onto the earth
The earth realizes that its fate has been bonded with the wind
And so, accepts to unite with the wind for life.

The wind floats on cloud nine
Its joy has no bounds
And it hops and skips around the earth
And wags its tail like a contented puppy!

The wind takes an oath,
“No matter what, I will always keep the earth happy!”


The moon, oblivious to the condition of the earth,
Spends its time with its honey.
It enjoys the tranquility of the space with its sweetheart.
The polestar is overjoyed
To see the affection that is showered on it…

Only when the moon has to traverse the sky,
It becomes very uneasy …
But the earth makes the moon feel comfortable
It shares the good news
And keeps talking more and more about the wind…
And the moon quietly listens
At the surface, both of them seem to be deeply involved in this conversation,
Yet they both know that it is all superficial.
It’s just a compromise they both had to make
They will never want to give words to their thoughts
Some things are best left unsaid!

The wind perceives the surge of love that the earth feels for the moon…
It knows that their rendezvous everyday is something beyond mere friendship.
Yet it shows no surprise nor gets angry with the earth.
It calmly backs off at the very sight of the moon

And then we can hear…
…the wind howling in the caves of the mountains all through the night!

Thank you

On the occasion of Thanks-giving, this is for all my family and friends

Thank you my dear
For lending your ear,
Whenever I had problems.

Thank you for encouraging me,
Whenever I was depressed.

Thank you for supporting me,
Whenever I was right.

Thank you for correcting me,
Whenever I was wrong.

Thank you for caring and loving me.
Thank you… thank you… thank you…
I hope I’m reciprocating the same.Thank you very much, once again.

The homecoming

I hear you call out my name,
Again and again and again.
Your voice is clear and loud,
Above the din of the crowd.

Your voice is music to my ear,
And your presence, a summer shower.

When I turn around,
You lift me off the ground,
And turn me round
And round and round.

Now I know
That you will never let me go.
I am safe in your embrace
Always and always.

My wish of being with you,
Has finally come true!

The endless wait

A long queue of your closed ones,
Waiting for you to give them some time...

With some, you talk over phone,
While I get a user-busy tone...

With some, you keep sending SMSs
While I wait for ONE reply to my endless messages...

With some, you take some time out for mailing
While I long to see your name in my inbox...

With some, you have your dinner and luncheon,
While I starve for your attention...

With some, you talk pleasantly,
While I get always wounded by your harsh words...

Will you ever see my tear-stricken face?
Will you ever hear the longing in my voice?
Will you ever feel my pain?
Why are you doing this to me?

You say, I am closest to you;
Yet, I am the one who is hurt the most!
What an irony!

I just want you to know
That I am still waiting for my turn
At the end
Of the queue of your friends,
Let's see what comes first,
My turn or my end!

It hurts!

Every word pricking!
Every line insulting!
Every sentence sarcastic!

How much ever you insult me,
How many ever times you embarass me,
How many ever times you ignore me,
Why do I still carry on with you?

I know why and you know it too!
The truth is:
You are free, but I am tied to you.
I am yours, but I know you may never be mine.

Yes, I will have to swallow everything
And remain calm
Because you know and I know
That I have nowhere to go...

The truth is:
You will never stop hurting me,
And I will always be with you and continue to live with these heartaches!

Say Cheese! :-)

Oh smile! Where have you vanished?
Why have you ditched,
Our CresentMoon?
Come back soon! Come back soon!

Shashank, we want to hear
Your tinkling contagious laughter,
In your fourth and fifth gears!

We know what to do,
We’ll tickle you, tickle you!
And make you laugh
Till you say: "That's enough! That's enough!"

Laugh Mandu! Laugh!
Laugh till tears
Flow like rivers
Out of your eyes.

Laugh Mandu! Laugh!
Laugh even if the joke is a bore;
Laugh till you roll on the floor
Holding your tummy
And saying: "It's funny! It's funny!"

All we want from you
Is that same old evergreen sweet smile,
Back on your lips
With a promise that
The smile will be with you forever and ever.

Signed: Mastimakerz!

Oh my friends!

Oh my friends!
I may behave like a stupid
Or act like one hit by cupid!
I may shout and scream at you,
Or hit you black and blue!

Whatever I do
Stick to me like glue!
Be by my side
Through times, good or bad
I need you, to share my joy and sorrow;
My victories and failures;
My dreams and aspirations;
My secrets and my embarassments.

Always with you, let me be
Never never never desert me!

Your Time Please...

I know, for you, I am not that important
But please for a moment,
My dearest dear
Lend me your ear.

Please don't say:
"I am very busy, Don't be fussy-fussy!"
And shirk me away.

Walk with me for a mile,
And listen to me for a while.
Your little time with me
And how pleased I'll be!

Let me meet you
not just in my fantasies...
Let's be together
not just in my day-dreams...
Let me be the centre of your attention
not just in my imaginations...


I beg you...
I plead you...
Let some time of yours, be mine
Let me feel precious for sometime.

Farewell to Swadeep

The time has come when we have to part
But don’t worry sweet heart.
We will never forget you
Also we will tell you what we request you to do.
Please keep in touch
For we will miss you very much.

With this we end
Our silly poem and send
Best wishes to you, our dearest friend.

Signed: Mastimakerz!