Saturday, September 08, 2007

Another of fleeting moments with words...

Wants of life, and the ironies of love,
Of people’s strife to lock and keep.
Free is the soul, and so is its content..
And you thought a prison could keep?

A pair of blue eyes, and a smile that heralds,
Tiny feet and curly hairs that cover the eyes..
… Oh! I long for you more than ever!

Promise to you, promise to life..
You will come the day I am,
Struggling, fighting, kicking…
Everyday to claim my piece of life.

Someday I will.
And someday you will come… my shot at immortality.
You will live after me.

Live.Not exist.

Today I’ve opened the MS Word with a determination to post something.. I’m scared of having not told all the stories I wanted to tell in lifetime. I’m scared of not being known as me. I’m scared if I run out of time before I could unveil the real me.I’m scared of never having enough time to bring smiles to the people I care for. I’m scared that someday suddenly when I no longer have a voice and just an inanimate mass, some people will claim rights to my life. Stay away – you’re never a part of my life, don’t be a part of my death. Stay away – all the curses of life. Stay away – all the unnecessary dirt that I collected along the way. Stay away – you were never in my thoughts. Today when I have I don’t have a voice, don’t take advantage of the silence and claim your rights to my life. My life belongs to those I love, and the ones I love know who they are. Rest – beware. Stay away from life, stay away from my life when I’m dead.

Life is fragile. And I’ve seen how fragile it can be from a close distance. Its funny how a feelings and opinions have to be held back during one’s life, while all that a living being has is a life to explore …. To be the magic that’s in him. You just have one life to be you, to love – most importantly love yourself for all the multifarious nuances of feelings that arise in you. I wish I could shout and claim once and for all. I wish I could say the “thank you”s that I really wanted to say all the way. Ma, Pa, Moo. I wish I could say “****” off to all the other parasites of my life. I wish I could break free and dance a peacock dance in the rain…. I wish I go for a long drive, and discover my own haven. I wish I was lucky enough to find my peace of mind, my love. I’m a die hard romantic, and a believer in love – and no amount of intellectual maturity will take those beliefs away… those desires away.I wish I could tell everyone – don’t be shy, afraid of who you’re.You never know today may be the last day you walked down the street to have coffee with a friend with whom you can laugh for hours, last chance to tell your sister you love her, tonight me the last night when you get to dance wild to the music to groovy music alone.. I’m dead scared of not having done what I wanted to … of leaving things unfinished, incomplete. I’m scared of not being me. Get up, be you. NOW.

Make those phone calls. Say those thank yous. Make those confessions. Get rid of those unwanted parasites and live a free life. Share your dreams. Write your vision. Create value out of your life. Its precious. Its you. And while you are here, celebrate your life …enjoy the colors. LIVE.