What I Understood From My Accident

I was in an accident. A bad one. Before I elaborate how bad, let me give you the background story.

It happened when I was returning for dinner to the hostel. I was going straight, riding on the left side (as per the road rules of this country) when all of a sudden a cycle came very fast and before I realised anything I was falling on the ground. By the time I came to my senses, I was lying beneath two cycles and my right hand was gushing blood. You may be wondering, 'can a cycle accident be that bad?' Well, I also never believed that before I had this experience. To cut the long reality short, I was rushed to the health centre and they had to stitch my wound. That's how serious it was! The doctors told me that if I too were riding the cycle equally fast, I would have had a cast on my hand. (Luckily I was riding slowly).

For fifteen days I had a huge bandage on my right hand. I could not eat properly, could not write. It was as if fifteen days were stolen from my life! The would is still there. Everyday I put ointment on the wound. The side-effect of the medicines has not subsided yet. I feel weak. My work is not going well. I am stressed.

This accident also made me realise a lot of things. If you plan to do something, go somewhere, eat something, do it today. Tomorrow really never comes. Life is absolutely unpredictable. So live it! Live it the way you want. Spend time with your friends and family. Help people. Make your life worthwhile. And do it today.

Ode to Sorrow

I tried so hard to hold back my tears,
But they keep rolling -
Drop down
Down Down
Until they reach my soul,
Burn deep
And disappear.

I tried so hard to push my tears back,
And keep them in a compartment called 'forgetting'
It still bleeds
Like never-ending line
Gushing a wound deep as the earth's core

And I drop
Down
Down
Until,
I disppear.

Serenade to LOVE

I always wondered what it feels to be in love. I saw couples all round - kissing, hugging, holding hands, buying gifts. Would my love story (if any) follow the same path, I wondered.

At times I was jealous, discarding the days allotted for showcasing love as cliched. But somewhere deep in my heart, like every other 'i-am-single', I too wanted to spend a cozy afternoon lying my head on someone's chest big enough to engulf my loneliness.

Things have changed now. Though our love may temporally be called a 'budding' one, I feel as if I have loved him for ever. An inseparable being of mine, I look forward to moments when he would surprise me. Yes, the cliched ones too! A moment's separation feels like my world will break apart. But it is at these moments that we feel how much we love each other.

I won't see him for a month. The distance is excruciating. He has promised to send me love letters. Let's see if he is actually an expert in writing them as he claims to be.

Falling in love, being in love, loving each other, I have realised that nothing matters, except he and I. Even when I lay my head on his shoulders with a well-known comfort, I wait for glitters and carnations to surprise me at unexpected hours. I feel like my love is running on two parallel tracks - one in the zone of 'forever', and another in the 'now'. Too literary an expression? Well, I like reality. But I admire the 'literary' for giving me the imagined; for bridging the real with the dream - the one that I call LOVE.

The Existential Question Revisited

What does it mean to be 'me'?

Clicked it on a lazy afternoon
Photo Credits- The 'me'-searching author!

Is it a grass that peeks at its will
Fighting the stomping boots,
The lawn mower that tries to 'beautify' the garden?

Is it a briefcase
Where I put all of 'myself' in the space
And shut the cover tight
So that nobody can break in?

Is it just a question
A way to get around
The people who bother
A way to escape?

Is it my daydream
A wishful desire
A touch of a hand
A kiss on the nape?

Oh! Don't misunderstand me
From the way I narrate.
I do love nature,
But technology I don't hate!

It's just that in this hustle
I get broken to pieces.

Trying to make all ends meet
All I lose, is 'me'.

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Back to the 'blog'-force

Return after a long hiatus. You know how it feels right?
The past months have been so hectic. What with research work and all. And yeah, reading does take a lot of time. (But trust me, interpretation takes even longer).
But I won't bore you guys with my boring ponderings.
So, as I listen to the 'Magic' while sipping a cup of tea, (yup. tea IS my favorite), I give myself a warm welcome, and a welcome to you too, to my world.
Ciao!

Like Rain, Like Music

At last! Monsoon has hit the north!! Ah! that inexplicable emotion! And the very fact that I am euphemising (is that a word?!) like a Renaissance-Victorian fake gentleman/lady is enough to attest how much relieved I am with the arrival of the rain!
Just yesterday I was blaming all the creatures/clouds/superpowers of the world for restraining rain and sending limitless humidity at our doorstep. Now I bless them all! Such is human nature - I completely realise the value of the comment now! And I am happy that I am a part of it. I am happy that sudden showers like today pour over the earth, bringing a 180 degree change in our mood, so that we learn not to brood over unnecessary things (like thunder) and breathe. :-)