This Night

Coming home back from work is always joyful. I was feeling restless in my room. Sometimes the shadows of your sorrows, and a happy past just catches you off-guard. It was little late than midnight. Couldn’t sleep… needed a smoke. It was cold and drizzling outside but it was just superb. I didn’t know if I could get a cig nearby. But I surely would have tried.

I left home … never did I saw the roads so empty…pieces of papers flying…the cops trying to beat the cold and the rain. The sleeping city looked like a child.

I went to the regular spot near AXA….. saw the shop closed. I saw people making a little bonfire…It was cold.

I reached empire…. a sure place where you can find cigs. The place was almost empty.. unusual for that place. I lighted a cigarette…and the smoke of my mind cleared. I sipped the tea in my own private space…I had all my time. I preferred to sit outside…I wanted to enjoy the raindrops falling on my head. For a moment I thought about everything and the same moment …. forgot about everything. And so did the beautiful pair who just wanted to preserve that moment….you can tell by their eyes and yet not see the invisible dance they did… and I guess so did that lady in that auto…who I didn’t get that night’s business….but I am sure…she was happy…I was ….they were…this night.

The Trip

the glorious trip had come to an end....i was on my way back to the polluted grounds.
Coincidently we call it Banagalore...nevermind. I felt the sadness of leaving behind somethings...somethings that would miss for some days.
I felt a part of me that refused to come with me... i don't know if it was the heart or the soul.
Sleep was nowhere in the vicinity so trying to fit in the uncomfortable seat of the bus....I started thinking how the trip started.

It was 6'o'clock and almost dark when the ironman who gave us the tickets woke me up and said "jog falls....get down". I opened my eyes...."highway to hell " ringing in my head! The way they were driving the bus ....

Anyways i crawled out of the seat and got down. I felt like a different person. All the colors i could think of was green......all i could hear was that sound of serenity..... unexplainable.In an attempt to find out the source of that subtle sound... I turned and there it was...the white waters of the magnificent jog falls. I was under that spell. The best i could do was to sit on the stone bench looking towards the fall...listening to that music...pure, pious and clean.

After the breakfast we decided to take a closer look at the waterfall. As i walked, i could feel the dew all over my face... i guess mother nature was pampering me. Through the valley , the water was falling....Oh! that was a dream. The mischievous clouds were deliberately playing that game...they wouldn't let me see and why?.... they keep the mystique creatures that live there safely hidden from the human eyes, they are too beautiful to be seen by the human eyes..

About a Girl

The night was cold…you can make out with the way she sounded….oh ! what I could do…its always me that turns her on.

And there she was …. Smiling…. You can still make out with the very way she looks at you…. speaks to you in her own mystical language..

Going for rides together is always fun…and you feel the rush everytime…its always new… it always thrills. Every time we hit the roads….its a new song….and that music…it makes me forget the world.

I could feel the cold wind on my face….and it grows stronger and stronger….and there’s no sound....She’s so silent…but do not provoke….coz she’ll beat you….

I pull the throttle….now hear her roar…get out of the way….And yet so smooth…It’s a song that I’ll sing over and over again….Its her.