Have a good day!

It's a normal day
I like it that way
You come with the breeze
flowers and the bees
Hesitant, unsure
of the bright vibgyor
I pause...
and I cause
your interest to wane.
With impatient disdain
you take back all you brought;
and then some you had not.
You turn away with a flounce -
the way you'd come.
In my sky I behold
my extinguished sun.

(Have you ever noticed how Life, Success, Happiness - all treat us this way??? Entice us with more and then take away what we do have! Guess that's how it's meant to be! SHEESH!!!)

Every Other Woman’s Story…

Alright!! I admit defeat
So I got tempted enough to cheat
The heart-felt vows - repeated often
In a matter of minutes - all forgotten

One look and I go weak
Drawn - so helpless and meek
Eyes glaze with a greedy fire
Lips part slowly in desire

I shouldn't, yet I know I will
succumb, as usual, to Evil
It drives all good sense away
Gimme the chocolate,
I'll diet another day!!!


(Another Pri - inspired poem... This is to convince her not to throw out the chocolates we still have in the fridge!!)

3 p.m.

Not a word heard

Nor a single key click

Not a footfall in the hall

Just the clock’s steady tick…

[Professionals hard at work

The screens’ alight alright

The pride of a company

A manager’s delight…]

It’s the call of the hour

No man dare refuse

Stay!! Keep away!!

Employee on Snooze

(When you see my office, it's impressive, very business-like! It makes you believe that there are super brains at work here - people so engrossed in work that's so important and complex... A class apart from the normal office-goers! Watch long enough and through the crack you can see - glimpses of human fallibility!!)

Lost and Found

I lost something precious

A few days back

I lost something dear

To an avaricious attack

Ever since, it’s just been

A phase of doubt and pain

I quell it and it rises

Like a blinding haze again

Hot anger surges

At the unfairness of it all

My strengths now appear

So weak and small

It leads me to question

(as I knew it would)

Am I worth the pride I have?

Am I any good?

Ok! So that’s hurtful!!

But it’s also true

I better start being me

(Only I know how to!)

And if I am what I know I am

Can a little jolt pull me down?

I cry when I hurt, but if you’re alert

You’ll see a smile fighting every frown

So, smile again dear World,

I return sadder but wiser

I lost what I had, But I won it right back

And now I’m so much the nicer J

(My two-and-a-half months old N-73 was snatched from my hand in front of my building at 7.15pm!! It gave a jolt to my warm, safe little world - it was a rude awakening! Fear, anger, pain, helplessness, guilt - i felt it all. I lived it all; actually, wallowed in it. The N-73 seemed to have become a symbol of a personal failure. But a failure I am not. So, I am smiling again, though I'm mourning my mobile, still...)

Swan Song?

Have a strong feeling that I’m done here

Eyes have dried out even the last tear

Hands have done all they could

Legs have steadfastly withstood

Destiny’s jerks, its push and pull

I’ve lived this role to the full

Lived and learned, shared and cared

But it’s over now and I’m prepared

While I had this – I gave it my best

It’s time to take on a different test

It’s nearing end I know it somehow

The curtain falls… I take my final bow.

(This is for two of my strongest emotional anchors - Sameena and Priyanka. I've shared some of my best moments with them - laughing, sharing, talking, shopping, walking :) - and much much more! These are emotions that I feel they are feeling; since somewhere I live it all with them. Both ready to spread their wings in search for newer skies - my heart swells with pride and confidence to watch them soar, while a part still quails at the emptiness they'll leave behind!)

A 'lovely' point of view

Love makes men do
the strangest of things
(God save man from the
madness it brings!!)
The besotted lover
looks on and sighs
over what he describes
as almond eyes;
bow-shaped brows;
and hair like silk
The face is a moon
as white as milk
Rose buds for lips
Sea shells for ears
Neck of a swan’s
Even pearls for tears…

And on and on and on he goes
caught up in his love’s wild throes
O love-crazed lover, just this once
Think without metaphors and puns
If your imagination turned true
It’s the shortest route you’ll take
When you see what a grotesque
collage she’d make…!

Coffee Break!!

Fresh into a work day,
fingers itching for keys to punch
the mind all set to analyze
the back just waiting to hunch

Deadlines have no fear for me
I’ll get things done in a jiffy
and then my plans go for a toss --
for want of a cup, the deadline is lost…!

(When I joined office, I was introduced to the wonderful contraption called the coffee machine and the pleasures of whiling away time, chatting, philosophising and letting out frustration, under the pretext of a coffee break... also, the irritating effort of finding a clean cup!!!)