Negativity

Disclaimer: All the below mentioned words are strictly negative. Any resemblance to living is purely fictional...NOT.

• Waaathah
• Chal nikal
• Ghanta
• Haaaaaaath
• Tera baap
• Bhuugh
• Haan...barabar haah...
• Shaadi mai aaya hai kya?
• Andhaa

Rains

I love the rains. Yes, it's quite a bold statement for a Mumbaikar, but I can't stop loving the rains; even the ones that pour out when you just about to move out. Not that I'm an enemy of a bright sunny day, but you got to accept the rains do bring a smile on our faces. Ironically, winter claims the podium for my favorite season, but rains run quite close to the competition. While winters can give me a pleasant cozy sleep and may even force to go that extra minute or two to rattle in bed, the monsoon succeeds in seducing me to jump-start for long walks as the rain droplets crash my feet. Not to forget, some awesome instrumentals and acoustics songs pampering my ears.

This year the rains are good too. Although mother nature hasn't been gracious to the norther part of India, and I hope she forgives us humans for ruining her over the years, I wish and hope rains ease out in north India and the people reach back home safely. Coming back to central India - Mumbai that is, rains have been good and I'm loving every moment of Mama Nature being kind and showering us with rains. many a times, rains force to stay indoors, but this gives me a time-void to go back in my past and weigh the mistakes I've made and dragged others along and gives me the opportunity to ensure the journey left can be covered better.

Rains, so this was for you. Thank you GOD for showering us with good rains. Hoping everyone is loving the rains. For those driving to work and back home, let's not blame monsoons for the mess we create. For others, try walking in the rains, nothing beats shunning yourself under the umbrella, drowning yourself in some good music and walking.

Disclaimer: Despite walking in ankle deep water, rain on me!

The Pursuit

Justice denied; the lies jab to prevail,
Justice achieved; a SAVIORS care.

A day locked with fury; the unchanging ways of the dejection pursued.
Anger, hatred, disappointment flooded, but mercy prevailing.

No resurrection for the darker side,
No incarnation to the dying side.

Candles burnt at both ends; bridges torn in frustration,
Surrender to HIM; the ways so unchanged; the I in the decision I make.

Heading ahead into the unknown and the mysterious eclipse,
Not knowing what is right; but ABBA I hold YOUR gracious hands.

HIS voice prefaced, HIS grace unleashed,
All the negatives from the closet, buried in the past, choked to chase the life ahead.

Counting the failures, leveling them with desires fulfilled,
Trying hard not to look; failure chasing and the pursuit continues.

Oh FATHER! Increase my trust in thee, these feet walk the unwanted path,
My faith trembles with an ambiance of a thicker grey, yet with YOU I stand.

Awaiting the day of resurrection, the day the desires reject to reincarnate,
The day we are made worth, the day we are cleansed, the day we are made one.