A new night is about to start,
slowly swallowing the sun.
A strange new hope fills the heart,
which is on the run.
On the run from the ghosts of the past,
that's filled with despair and doubt.
On the run from shadows that are cast
by the few I cared most about.
But the night brings along
a friend that I most desire -
A hope, with a brand new song,
a song that the heart aspires.
I yearn to fathom its depths
but I am lost in the maze of thoughts;
to spread my arms across its breadths,
despite the inner battles being fought.
Somehow I feel the time is near,
when that hope will see the daylight
Somehow I know my heart is without fear,
and everything will be all right.
Scribbles from a bemused mind
Monday, July 25, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
A book of Faces?
A new year begins. What better way to start it than writing your mind out. :)
I had a dream lately, a dream where I was walking besides a park near my house. I was not alone. I was walking with some other people, people I think I knew in the dream but I have no idea who they were.
I was walking with a girl and I remembered her face even after I woke up, not because there was anything striking about it but because of the fact that I had never seen her face before in real life. Now, before your thoughts drifts in some other direction (and I know they already have), let me bring you back to the jist of the thought I wanted to share with you. There are no 'romantic' connotations involved here.
After the dream, it just struck me. Did I just make up a person's face in my dream, a person I know I haven't seen before in real life?
Isn't it a person's face that gives him or her their own unique identity (well, in most cases....no twins in my dreams as of yet :P)? So, theoretically, I just created a new person, a new identity with a face and existence. Out of the 6 billion odd people on this planet, the creation of my dream could stand on its own as a separate being.
It made me wonder the power God possesses, of creating human beings with different shapes and sizes, each being having some difference or the other in their appearance, looks, voice, skin tones, hair color. God has created so many faces till now and still has not run out of any options!! Does he have a book of faces he refers to before creating a new one? :P
But this also made me wonder about the power of the human mind, its imagination and the power to play God. And also, the simplicity of it. People who write novels, who create animated movies, who create video games (sorry, but I am a gamer, so couldn't resist including this :P), are creating new faces on a regular basis.
This thought made my epiphany a little less significant but it still gave me solace that I too am in the list of those 'great' people who have added another page to the real Face Book of this world. :)
I had a dream lately, a dream where I was walking besides a park near my house. I was not alone. I was walking with some other people, people I think I knew in the dream but I have no idea who they were.
I was walking with a girl and I remembered her face even after I woke up, not because there was anything striking about it but because of the fact that I had never seen her face before in real life. Now, before your thoughts drifts in some other direction (and I know they already have), let me bring you back to the jist of the thought I wanted to share with you. There are no 'romantic' connotations involved here.
After the dream, it just struck me. Did I just make up a person's face in my dream, a person I know I haven't seen before in real life?
Isn't it a person's face that gives him or her their own unique identity (well, in most cases....no twins in my dreams as of yet :P)? So, theoretically, I just created a new person, a new identity with a face and existence. Out of the 6 billion odd people on this planet, the creation of my dream could stand on its own as a separate being.
It made me wonder the power God possesses, of creating human beings with different shapes and sizes, each being having some difference or the other in their appearance, looks, voice, skin tones, hair color. God has created so many faces till now and still has not run out of any options!! Does he have a book of faces he refers to before creating a new one? :P
But this also made me wonder about the power of the human mind, its imagination and the power to play God. And also, the simplicity of it. People who write novels, who create animated movies, who create video games (sorry, but I am a gamer, so couldn't resist including this :P), are creating new faces on a regular basis.
This thought made my epiphany a little less significant but it still gave me solace that I too am in the list of those 'great' people who have added another page to the real Face Book of this world. :)
Saturday, March 20, 2010
A penny for a Happy thought !!
When I woke up today, it was another of those drowsy Saturday mornings. Its just one of those days when you keep peeping at the watch from the corner of one of your barely open eyes and when its not late enough, you tell yourself to go back to sleep again. You know you have to get up eventually, but you try to prolong that eventuality, especially when you have nothing else in mind to do that day.
Today was no different. Finally, I got up to remove the drowsiness, got ready and went out for a walk (and buy some stuff). Suddenly, I realized I was feeling happy. I am not sure what made me feel so but it was quite a satisfying feeling. Was it the sun glaring brightly after a gloomy day of snow blizzard? Was it the sound of the melting snow, forming little streams everywhere? Was it the smell of the fresh morning (or should I say afternoon)? Was it the joy of watching trees, with some help from the wind, spraying snow on people passing by? Whatever the reason was, I felt content. My mind was clear, with no worries, no regrets.
That "Happy thought" stayed with me for some more time, before my mind got occupied with other tasks and I got busy in my daily chores. But what do we have to do to hold onto that thought? What do we have to do to go back to that "Happy corner" of our mind? Do we have to let go of all the "unnecessaties" and strip down to the bare essentials, the essentials that define us?
I would certainly pay more than a penny to hold on to that Happy thought. :)
Today was no different. Finally, I got up to remove the drowsiness, got ready and went out for a walk (and buy some stuff). Suddenly, I realized I was feeling happy. I am not sure what made me feel so but it was quite a satisfying feeling. Was it the sun glaring brightly after a gloomy day of snow blizzard? Was it the sound of the melting snow, forming little streams everywhere? Was it the smell of the fresh morning (or should I say afternoon)? Was it the joy of watching trees, with some help from the wind, spraying snow on people passing by? Whatever the reason was, I felt content. My mind was clear, with no worries, no regrets.
That "Happy thought" stayed with me for some more time, before my mind got occupied with other tasks and I got busy in my daily chores. But what do we have to do to hold onto that thought? What do we have to do to go back to that "Happy corner" of our mind? Do we have to let go of all the "unnecessaties" and strip down to the bare essentials, the essentials that define us?
I would certainly pay more than a penny to hold on to that Happy thought. :)
Thursday, March 11, 2010
And Hope flickers on.....
When dark is the night,
and the lights are out;
When nothing is right,
and your mind is in doubt;
Follow the ray of hope
to a new dawn,
to a new day.
When you want to run,
but you cannot walk;
When you want to yell,
but cannot talk;
Fly on the wings of hope
in the fathomless sky,
to the farthest horizons.
When you are marooned
in the desert of solitude;
When a drop of love
seems a mirage to you;
Ride the winds of hope
to a different land
to a new world.
And when you hold on
to that little hope,
and keep on hanging
to the only rope;
God will soon
give you strength,
enough to climb
the heaven’s length.
So remember the words
they always say –
Never give up,
And keep up the faith.
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