TRIPLE ACTION

It's really difficult to return to work after three whole days of leisure. Our company was closed on Friday for Varalakshmi Pooja. Most of my friends had gone home, so I was left wondering what to do. I thought I'd utilize my time to prepare for CAT, but who am I joking? I got a DVD on Friday, with three movies- Chak De India, Bheja Fry and Partner. The print of the first one wasn't good, but i watched the other two, one after another. Enjoyed both! I have a plan to watch Chak De this weekend with my PS-mates. Hope it happens!

I spent the next two days readin ERAGON. One of my friends had asked me to return in by Monday, so I had to finish 500 pages in two days. Wasn't that difficult. I managed to do it! But CAT????

Visited the dentist yesterday. Couldn't tolerate my toothache anymore. He just tapped it once and said that it was obvious. I had to get a root canalling done. I'm really scared now. My mom had done it recently, and she told me it was extremely painful. And I don't have anyone to accompany me when I go for it!

I met my school friend yesterday and had lunch with her. We chatted for a long time. It was great. But i can't stop thinking about the root canalling.. :(

WAITING

Hollow is the darkness there,
Still are the rocks, not a stir;
Footprints on grains of sand,
Ripples washing them away;
A silent melody surrounds,
The trace of time gone astray;
Yet, unstoppable it remains
In the blanket of vacuum;
The moon stares at its reflection
Blurred in the waters, yet shining;
A pair of feet moves on the shore;
Moonlight mirrored in that gaze
Searching for a parted pearl.

FAREWELL

[I wrote this poem when I was studying for my last exam in 3rd year...It was an elective, so most of the people had already finished their exams]

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The sun shows its last rays,
A blabber of noise around me,
The familiar din and racket,
Trunks and trolleys
Squeaking with all their might;
A combat with my mind,
As I flip the pages, my ears plugged,
Nostalgia grips me,
Moments just speed away,
Why doesn’t it feel the same?
Where is all the thrill?

A drop of tear trickles down,
And another, to wet my feet;
As the grip of truth holds tighter,
I wish the clock would stop ticking,
For today, I do not want to go…

SLUMBER

A graveyard so melancholic;
The air as still as tombstones
Guarding the village of the dead;
A glow emerging from one,
A face so kind, a smile so charming;
I held my hand out to him
To sense the warmth of his presence;
Those words of his were still the same,
As if he had never gone.

Footsteps led me far away,
Lonely woods I trotted in vain,
In search of something I didn’t know;
I met someone ready to help,
A trust so blind my heart denied,
He was the devil preparing to leap,
As a bunch of deer fell on the way;
Fleeing from the woods, I reached
A realm of peace and greenery.

A hand on my shoulder I felt;
The lady of life in red she was,
Leading me through all winding paths;
My saviour, my blood she was;
I walked with her, but suddenly,
A swirling gust of wind blew past,
A wisp of smoke and she was gone;
I cried and called out to the wind,
Hope hadn’t left my soul;
I fought the storm, I paved my way,
Till a glimpse of red caught my eye.

A flash of light hit my face,
My gaze unfolded to see
The fluttering of leaves at a distance,
Greeting me for a new start,

The real world had dawned.

MY INNER HERO

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THE CASSIOPEIA

A fluorescent glow in dark silence,
One patter or two moistening;
A lonesome breeze from far away
Gently sways the green;
Grey is the veil that seals the sky,
Jewel-studded it hides from me;
Rare is it, a noise below,
Or is it far above me?
A few footsteps now and then
Come and go at will.

Moments race far behind,
Bringing me the stars;
I gaze at the Cassiopeia,
My stare being not alone;
The chill of nocturnal driven away
With the warmth of an embrace;
Promising and true, it was life-
A look in the eyes so true;
The lamp of my journey it meant to be,
As a shudder hit my presence.

Yet again I stare at the glow,
Feeling the light, I smile;
The lamp is my partner still,
The soul that lit up my life
Is walking with me still.