AIN'T NO SAINT

I am angry
I am upset
I rock the boat couple of times more
I am still not a saint, in soul

I debate
I discuss
I have tantrums, at times thrown,
I am still not a saint, in soul

I am hurt
I am disturbed
I feel all that humans go through
I am still not a saint, in soul

I am greedy
I am hungry
I want appreciation two times more
I am still not a saint, in soul

I stink in gold
I stink in silver
I stink in all that is materialistic personified
I am still not a saint, in soul

I am heady
I am mad
I think I AM, all times
I am still not a saint, in soul

I feel elated
I feel delighted
I feel on top of the world
I am still not a saint, in soul

LOVE factor- Decades across

Love in the 50’s
She was invited to a friend’s party
He was invited to a friend’s party
He saw her through the mirror in front
She saw him through the same
He hesitated time and again before asking her name
She looked at the ground and kept drawing with her toes
He proposed to her under the clear moonlit skies
She said NO, shied away behind a wood, and said YES

Love in the 70’s
He had a scarf around his neck
She, a dupatta waving in the breeze
He had a wink in his eyes
She a smile and blink in her eyes
He smiled at her with a rose
She blushed and giggled with gentle strokes
He asked her- Toh tumko mujhse pyaar hain
She said- Nahi nahi nahi….

Love in the 90’s
He in a sleeveless black vest
She in a mini skirt trying to be
He smoking chains in the air
She sipping Coke and eating MacD
He in a sleek Yamaha CBZ
She ready to hug him tight
He asking if she is interested
She saying – is it the bike or you

Love in 2010’
He- Imu
She-mee2
He-howz tonite
She-Old man’s sitting tight
He- FO him alright
She- Why not in your tent

And they say Love still exists…..are we blind to it.

Nature Cries

So I saw the streaming drops
Cleaning the glass panes
A thought struck
Is this purity washing
Perversions that cloud our minds

Does nature tell us something
So openly, yet we remain unawares
Of the pain that nature goes through
Of keeping our surroundings pure

Are we so stuck with our own
We tend to forget Mother Nature
Are we so irreparable now?
Mother Nature cries,
We let go drops waste

Pains of yesterday and today
We will realize tomorrow
When there will be none to cry
And we will just live to die

Life- mystic journey

Traveling through the marshes
Adjusting in the bushes
Some more resilience is needed
Some more patience to depend

What is the reason I am bewildered
Why do I feel, at times, surrendered
What remains in the heart is not known
Why so much of pain is sown?

This phase will pass too
I will feel free too
My heart will remain unperturbed
My fondness will remain ingrained

So this journey is bound to continue
So this life is bound to shine
Through these verses I try to be
Through these lines I read mine

Dedication to class of 86NBWs

Nostalgia seeps into me
When I think of you , oh my friend
Those days of assembly hall prayers
Those days of friendliness with teachers
Nostalgia seeps into me
When I think of you , oh my friend
Those days of smiles and our very little egos
Those days of tensions of scoring better
Nostalgia seeps into me
When I think of you , oh my friend
Those days when my lunch box contained your items
Those days when my teacher was better than yours
Nostalgia seeps into me
When I think of you , oh my friend
Those days when life was waking up early
Those days when unit tests were to make us ready
Nostalgia seeps into me
When I think of you , oh my friend
Let me live them again
Let me revisit
Oh my friend, with you in tow
I can go back to those days for sure.

a tin roofed classroom

tin roof sheds
mats on the floors
voices a plenty u hear in and around
watching them watch you
smiling at their welcome
looking at the innocence
you feel cleansed
a shaded dark cooking spot
where food to be served is
open garbage bins lying all over
stinking restrooms besides
how are they to read and write
how are they to be citizens worthwhile
what is done to keep them alive
what is done to keep them loved
teachers try their best - one can see
but restoration is the key
how can u have kids under trees
in the heat that drenches ur crease
still reading, still smiling
still they are alive
still they have a hope
of some day help will arrive
for some more days they will survive

the heat, the sweat and the chennai sun

the heat beats on the chennai sands,
the sun hits on the chennai lands,
what is it with the sun and the city,
is it the love of the sands
or the sweat bands
every stroll i take
beads of sweat decorates my forehead
every huff i take
hot waves reverberate
god i feel- how they survive
for me i am just alive
this summer its eating into my head
even after lots of juices fed
life is a lot easier
inside an aircooler
but thousands travel distances afar
and suffer the brunt of Sun God's wrath
Life still goes on for all

life is a beautiful agony

with you in my life
i can think of still living
still smiling, still enjoying
the beauty that is life
all becos you are there
when you move away
a burden of thoughts descend on me
unwanted ideas shoot my brain
then i think, what if she never was
what if she never was meant to be
my head calms, my soul smoothens
my life turns back to a normal one
but u bounce back with all vengeance
and take my heart away in a jiff
oh!! do i miss u so much now
oh!! do i love u so much more
oh!! r u still for me
oh!! life- u r such a beautiful agony

man woman and something called relationship

Man understands woman
Or so he thinks
When she smiles,
Its an acceptance
So he thinks
But when she says `hi`
Its one step ahead
So he imagines
Then she cries
A lot of those glycerine tears
And his heart just stops
For he thinks she is in pain
Not realizing that she can be pain
If he does not release her thoughts


Women think men are pure hearted
Or so she thinks
When he smiles
He is so sweet and amiable
So she deciphers
When he comforts her
She feels he is the right one
But little does she know
That lurks behind those smoothness
Is a shark who is ready to dump
At the site of another fairer bait

ah- my heart beats again!!!

waves beating on the edges of rocks.
making it grow sharper and smoother,
hands caressing my hair and face,
will it caress me again today,
lost in the storm of yesterday,
i am seeking a fresh breeze to float by me today,
i am waiting for sunshine to penetrate,
deep inside the crevices of my broken heart,
mend it to make it beat again,
with full glory and happiness abound

the wait for her continues....

i waited for her on my porch
looking at the waves dashing against the rocks
wondering if she will come
then she came
she smiled and made me wonder
whats next
she said few words that made my heart thunder
`i will be back tomorrow` and disappeared
so did she mean the tomorrow as never
or tomorrow as day after today
that in my heart i just looked at the skies
it was blue with stars bright
with those twinkling little princesses shining on me
i just let a smile break and said
she will be here for me and i will wait for that

its all HERE AND NOW

i forgot how to spell tomorrow,
i live HERE and NOW,
future- is there such a tense,
for present is the best present,
LIfe rocks, dont care if it will be,
for tomorrow never comes,
its all here and now,
so lets be present and happy,
lets live here and now

HOPE - YES WE CAN!!

On that summer day

When an African American

Brightened the hearts of millions

By pronouncing those four words

I HAVE A DREAM

Little did anyone know

That day will come

When the dream is made true

They lived in fear,

They fought racism

And Yet they lived to see

Another day and another time

When another African American raised and said

YES WE CAN

For those eyes made moist

By death and hardships

For those eyes that waited

For such an event to happen

When man is judged not on color of skin

But by the character of soul

God Bless America

God Bless Humanity

Live in, fling and the one night thing

She keeps a watch on his attire,
He wants to satisfy her desire
They decide to have a single tango
To release their passions like an inferno
Its just a one night stand –nothing grand

He says sweet something
She is twisting her wedding ring
He wishes his kids were not a pain
She wants hers to go and have a swing
They have been on this for quite some time
They cannot be together but from time to time
They think its all got to do with their wedding mates
Not knowing what lies in store of their fates

He pursues her to live with him
She delves into it as a thrilling dream
He wants to have her companionship
Without going through any courtship
She is interested in a non committal relationship
He too does not mind such a joyous trip
They share space in the same apartment
Without being in the man and wife format
This gives them space - so they say
With no crevices or breaks, that`s in fray

`till death do us apart`

Vows of `till death do us apart`
Visions of a harmonious union
Bells of happiness chime along
Witnesses with broad grins
Seeing the couple taking their first united step
Wishing them well, for a life long journey together
Then its all between them
Having the moon and the honey to savor
Till things get to the reality flavor
He sees her as the woman who he can trust
She sees him as the man on whom she can rest
Life is a journey of acceptances and sharings
Life of togetherness comes with its bumps
Smiling for a better tomorrow
Praying for a life without sorrows
Pains will always be there, but
Meeting those pains in unison
Taking it away in the stride
Laughing at mistakes together
Sharing happiness together
Living life together
`till death do us apart`

marriage-divorce and all that happens in between

Tying knots
Binding of sorts
Living together
As man and her
Life is fine
But it’s a thin line
Of acceptance and prudence
For some time it all makes sense
Me making coffee
She ironing my clothes
Me coming late
She waiting at the gate
Then there is a whiff of Passion
It all leads to amount of tension
She doubting he double timing
He doubting she is losing
Wound and wired
It then ends up in fights
No talks, its all water tight
The home they lived is hell now
She wants to move out- just now
He tends to drift away
A lawyer is on his way
What a lovely term is divorce
Acts as a separator without a force

life is not all sandal scent

that sweet smell, that freshness spread,
that beautiful tune, that soft feel,
the beauty of nature is felt again,
but there are battles fought,
to win lands, to destroy lands,
to win the breeze, to pollute the breeze,
to win sunshine,
to cloud the lights,
to create cities of smoke,
to breach laws with a stroke,
to disband life, to secure strife
is this world to live in, is this the world one seeks,
what happened to sweet scent of sandal,
why is carbon rating now so important,
credit cards are gone, carbon credits are in,
oh!!! still i live, oh!! still i hope

confusions of a romantic mind-oops heart

beyond a doubt,
u have been my memories,
for i still feel, the wafting breeze,
the silent mounts, the trickling streams,
the gazing trees,
all tell me one thing,
she is a beautiful angel u have come to know,
know her more, know her more
then i wonder,
will she know me,
will she see me,
will she look at me,
the way i look at her,
will her memories be tied with mine,
will her angelic being just be an existence or eternal,
oh!! why do i think so,
why cant i say, yes she is one that i want to be with,
she is the one that remains ,
the calmness deepens
she is the one - that one with the angelic face,

u and me - in a dance

i have ur hand in mine,
and take u for a dance,
a song for the dance,
take a step for a stance,
just rolling around the aisle,
in a salsa or ramba style,
then there is just silence around,
our feet taps are making the sound,
how i wish this continues till end,
but then all things good
have to come to an end