You see her, quiet as a cat,
curled into herself;
Eyes soft
like feline paws
closed and clawless ; keeping
her breast from shivering.

Nothing emanates.
Not even sadness-
It is then, that you realize, with
wonder, and a funny disgust
that certain people learn
to cry so bloody silently.

p.s: life's a all about coming to terms with reality; or so it seems. And about understanding people who are intimate..aarghh!

..........

Sitting at the doorsteps,
Watching the rain
splash across her face,
a few unknown memories;
She smiled and yet,
two drops stealthily
crept out of her eyes;

Tasting the content of salt in the drops,
she held those drops in her palm-
swaying and rolling; slowly
she stretched her arm
in that torrential downpour,
And those two tears were washed away;
freed- along the unknown road…

Heady happiness in her
now drooping eyes,
The subtle haphazard heaviness
settling in her head.
The pain held steadfast,
in that numb gaze,
Looking through the sky.

Unaware of the many bicycles, rickshaws,
scooters, bikes and cars
passing across,
men, women rushing by;avoiding the rain-
taking shelter beside the boundary walls of
houses haunted by regularity
Or in the park across the houses,
The motor shed serving
as one huge umbrella.

Oblivious of their glances,
yet noticing minutely-
The worms creeping out of the ground...
The walls, the rusted swings in the park,
the cemented seats, the leaves and the grass,
the railings, the roads,
the whole universe under her gaze,
being cleansed off the grime.

She is pulled onto the road by
her frivolous friends;
And she splits into two.
The soul sits at the door step,
as she laughs and smiles in the rain.
They jump in the puddles,
and run around in the park
throwing mud and leaves at each other,
and scream overjoyed
intoxicated in unabashed innocence;

She embraces the rain
all the while staring back at herself
imploring, pleading, beseeching herself to join,
who still sat with that cold, numb gaze
at the doorstep;
Making the threshold her home, she sits..
neither brooding, nor complaining, nor waiting
not searching, not sad;
Just numb; comfortably numb…

The rain stops in a couple of hours,
people get back to their work;
She and her friends
like bright, newly dressed flowers
happily swaying in the breeze,
like the happy green trees-
chatter away to glory
sitting in the park,
half soaked and half dry
like the pretty mermaids
Whispering softly;
She glances back at the doorstep...

And finds herself,
snuggled in the arms of clouds
being lulled into a sleep.
The mild breeze crystallizing around her,
The drops floating around, caressing her.

She bids goodbye to her friends,
gently waking herself, to go back home..

Hugging each other tightly, they cry;
Tears streaming down their eyes,
something welling up deep inside both of them
And finally they drown yet again,
into each other.

Half smiling, half crying,
not alive, yet not dying…

image courtesy: deviantart.com

ALPHABET TAG

Me has been tagged for the first time. :) by a madly cute girl.
so this is how me's world of letters look like..

A: my name, Abhishek-many in my college aren't even aware of that :( Aleya-read mirage,love chasing them; me is Amiable,even the panels of tcs and Infy thought so.hihi

B: Basu,my identity..the world knows me as Basu (Dobby) :) Badminton- yeah Deepika, papa' ll tell you how good I'm at it ; mom-made Biriyani,my all-time favorite; Babies-love them n they love me too ..you see babies be excellent readers of people's minds..Bryan Adams- he is GOD and more.

C: I am very Careless, some of my kirtis are what legends are made of; Challenges are what shows one's mettle,keeps one going; I've a thing for ornate Chandeliers seen in puja pandals, reminds me of old days,a different life...

D: Darkness,it has a stimulating effect on me; Delirium, have been in deep,murky waters very often; am an avid Dreamer; I detest Decorum and Discipline,being a free spirit;am often affectionately called Dumbo(blush); n of course, Dobby, the adorable house-elf of potter-land

E: her Eyes, ooolaalaaa :) Ecstasy, know now how it feels; my tastes are Eclectic, so says people around ;they also say me is Eccentric.hihi..Eh? n Err.. :)

F: Friendship- friends mean the world to me; me is often guilty of Faux pas, much to displeasure of poor mommy; Football: my passion and obsession.

G: Graphiti-on the walls or anyplace else; Gaan-leave me,don't think ANYbody can possibly survive without this; Guitar-I hope I would be able to play like Slash someday!

H: Honesty,the most treasured virtue of mine; Holidays-from nursery till now me always keeps praying for the next day to be a holiday and for the extension of vacations; Halloween-if there was any occasion which could be celebrated in my honor,it's this :)

I: Insight,I have in plenty,but Intuition comes with a heavy cost sometimes; Intelligence too, don't run around laughing;n am still pretty Impulsive.

J: Jerry,the adorable little chipmunk;Jack sparrow- Johnny Depp, he is suave,he is charming,he is just too good!

K: Kalo, my favourite color and my friend-he's buckets of fun; the oft-proclaimed theory of koshto n keshto(of suffering and the reward in the end)! Kelane- one expletive me uses a lot.Kosha Mangsho-yummmmyyy!!!Kochi: my first nick in school :)

L: Love- the very essence our lives, the reason we live; n Longing (sighs) Largesse- what people can expect from me,n I'm not talking 'bout words only;Lobodonka- the end result of many of my endeavors :)

M: lejbihin(without tail) Monkey is what me is proud to be; Maa; Mon- very difficult to describe, I leave this to you maa ;) I love practicing Masochism some of the times.Meg Ryan- ummmm :D

N: NASA- me in there...one of my wildest fantasies after watching Swades ; the romance of the Night-love it;Nongra-meaning fabulous,technocrat term :)

O: THE Orchestra-sounds nice,real nice; OTT-over the top things or people I avoid; Oaf- another nick borne out of affection; Obhiman- a very dangerous disease; Optimism- you can't go on living without it,really.

P: Passiveness-lyadh khawa; Parody(s)-those be coool; PINGU - the toon show; Pandemonium: remember mistaking this for an instrument first time I heard it :) simply lovve this state; Pre; Prudence.

Q: I'm an eternal wannabe-Quizzard; n yeah the Quilt is the biggest aid for lyadh khawa in winter; am Quixotic, things I do often touch the heady heights of impracticality.

R: Rocket Science: the extremely trying and awesome study matter which teachers are forever alluding to and dreading with; Ranting- it keeps one healthy,in the mind; Raag- a very void but interesting emotion; love to get soaking wet in the Rain, reminds me of unforgettable evenings on the football field.

S: Sanity- the one thing which I'm proud of lacking; very much acquainted with but untouched by Spirituality, despite mommy's best efforts :) Sarcasm- this comes naturally to me(sic), I myself don't get irked by.. Soliloquy n Solitude- self-explanatory..Sachin tendulkar-my idol,not for the player he is,but the person he is;to Sing I loves.

T: Tyan howa(tangent to the brains)-with me,most technical things suffer this ignominious fate; Taklu/Teko: meaning bald,used for ridiculing;Tantrums are good; Tears have deserted me,n I'm lesser for that...

U: Ullu ka pathha-expletive in essence, I can be a ullu(owl) though; Umberto Eco- man, he sure was a champ.

V: Vandalism-I support; anyone Vivacious, I adore

W: Words- the mode n medium of our expression, so beautiful if moulded carefully, so vicious if poisoned; Wikipedia- indispensable.period.Women-mysterious creatures but temme who doesn't love to unravel the mystery!?

X: Xerox-I HATE to wait; Xylophone- is very soothing.

Y: the call of the Yore- forcing you to look back,to wander;Yes-affirmation,a response always welcome.

Z: Zebra: black n white,happiness n sorrow-this is life isn't it??

I tag everyone who comes across this tag n hasn't done it already.