I am only Me!!

For all I can be, I am just a me

Even if I tried, couldn’t be anyone else you see!

I love, I l care, I believe and I cry,

My logic my own, and you’d only wonder why!

‘Times I’m up, others I’m not,

Sometimes I’m hyper and can’t stop!

I am a loyal and honest friend,

Come what may I’ll be there until the end!

I am a romantic, sensual, and passionate too,

As someone I love, I share this with you!

I can be sweet and shy or sassy and bold,

I’m quite a handful, or so I’ve been told!

I am not perfect; I do have my faults,

Like when I’m scared I put up high walls!

Or I’m not as confident, as I’d sometimes like to be,

And when I’m hurt, I hurt deeply!

My heart is all my own - often misunderstood,

They say I don’t always do things for my own good!

I have many facets, like a diamond you see…

Take me as I am, for I am only me!!

Written for & dedicated to someone very very special!

@someone special: When you read this, you'll know I'm talking about you :)

Never "In It", Just to "Win It"!!

“If winning is not everything, then why do they keep score?”

Indeed… quite logical are these words of Vince Lombardi after all. Aren’t they? If it’s not all that important where we end up, what’s the whole point of the journey we go through… of the pain and the struggle of our efforts? We might as well, just accept and be contended of our current status, isn’t it? Call it vanity or anything else you like but for the fact remains that we all play to win. Our journey is to a specific destination and not an aimless ‘its-ok-wherever-we-end up’ joyride.

We have goals that are specific, measurable and important; we try not because it’s fun but we try to take our efforts to a logical conclusion – a winning con

clusion. The accomplishment is the achievement and anything less is oblivion.

If it wasn’t about winning then you would never see the athlete burst his lungs and try to breast the victory tape before anyone else did… if victory wasn’t the pinnacle of everything you wouldn’t see a Roger Federer, an Usain Bold,

or a Sachin Tendulkar spend a zillion hours tearing the bodies to shreds trying to perfect that art that makes them better than everyone else. Competitiveness and desire to win are the sharp edges to the sword of talent they carry. For all the awesome talents of the greats of the world, if they tucked into bed easily swallowing the bitter pill of defeat we’d never see the boundaries being constantly pushed - be it any field champions never take defeat easily… it’s not ok to lose… everyone wants to be remembered.. And everyone remembers the guy who came first!

Sounds very logical, sounds very matter-of-fact, doesn't it? And yet in the hearts of hearts, I cannot begin to accept such a predicament!

If I were to look at it more poignantly… I wonder if winning is actually indeed the whole and sole destination we seek. Is it the be all and end all of things… is our efforts meaningless if they fail to produce results that are a fraction less of a competitor? If the world was all about competing wouldn’t we be just about fighting one another to death in each sphere of life? Isn’t life more about collaboration and co-existence… aren’t we made by nature to co-habit and be more of ‘intelligent being’ who learn, grow to betterment each day?

So how does this betterment come about… born with limited ability and specific skill… how can we improve? It dawns upon me that it’s not really important if we reach the destination we sought at the beginning but it’s just as important if we’ve experienced and enriched our life with the experience of the journey we’ve been through. Just as a rough-edged stone that passes through the course of the river to emerge a more rounded, smooth and appealing stone at the end of the course… just as a piece of carbon stone that comes out a diamond at the end of its journey… its important how we’ve shaped by our trials than how we are shaped by our achievements.

Winning is not the destination that we out to seek, but excellence is what we pursue and winning would be the consequence of excellence. When we try to beat the others we are limiting our abilities to just beat the guy next to us… there is every possibility that our God given ability far outwits anyone else but the cloud of competitiveness blinds our vision to look any further than a mark set by another mortal.

Moreover, winning at all costs, strips us of the values and morals that set us apart as the civilized species… what is a victory that is soaked in deceit? In an unhealthy obsession of ends justifying our means? Is that all that we look at in our champions? The best captains of our generation – Hansie Cronje… remembered no more as the meanest of skippers but as a mortal who gave in to the mammon… Tiger Woods, the greatest of champions, Ramalinga Raju one of the barons of Indian industry… all of them… they won so much in their hey day… but couldn’t win the hearts of the people!

History is replete with stories of people who never made it to where they actually wanted to… but were winners, achievers and pioneers because they tried – earnestly and thus went beyond the limits of human endurance… Christopher Columbus comes to my mind foremost… he set his sails to India… never made it but in trying and trying beyond any human had done ever before him… he set foot in a land that were to shape the course of history from there on. And today we remember this great explorer not as a lost soul but as the greatest explorer of the history!

It’s after all not winning or the destination… but the journey, its experience and excellence that make all the difference!

Invisible Mode!!

Always there,

Always around!

Here and now!

Every time,

You heard a sound!!

I was there,

Everywhere!!

Every hurdle and every bump you rode,

Just that I was in Invisible Mode!!

Always beside,

Always behind,

Time and again!

Every time,

You looked to find!

I was there,

Even in thin air!!

Every walkway and every road

Just that I was in Invisible Mode!!

Always together,

Always yours,

Now and forever!

Anytime,

If ever you need me,

It wouldn’t be tough to find,

Cos I’d there right behind!

Being with you, is my abode

Yet I’d always be, in Invisible Mode!!

How I wish!!

“How I wish every evening!

I didnt have to go leaving!!

You and those lovely eyes.

But that’s how the story goes!

Through the veiled smile,

The pain in you still shows!!

How I wish, I didn’t have to!

It’s tough and I still have to!!

Leave the warmth of your hands.

Funny game that life plays!

Arms that wave goodbye,

Actually long for an embrace!!

How much longer need I wait for my way!

To get to have you every time all day!!

I pray & petition.

For a day that I believe!

When unlike this evening,

I wouldn’t have to - bid goodbye and leave!!”

You and You Alone!!

So often it felt, it was a stilness that was gripping around,

At the edge of life I was so often found!

I willed myself for a fight...

Yet for so long this tunnel was devoid of light!!

Day upon day, as the sun went down,

Into my innerself, I let myself drown!

Into a hroizon where dreams of mine

Played in the lonliness of my mind!!

From that far-fetched horizon

and that self-inflicted deep slumber I have risen!

For I feel I have arrived, to a place

Where I stand waiting for an embrace!!

With everything spun in a moment,

I see no reason, anymore, to lament!

Giving a hope, and a reason

Giving meaning to this mortal season!!

It feels heaven to feel the touch,

of your lovely hands!

Just wish they dont slip... like the desert sands!!

For its hard to say goodbye...

Just as its hard to explain the how and the Why!!

So not easy, to write all I feel

So not easy, to say all I wish

Find myself tongue-tied... spell bound!

No right words to my mind come around!!

But each time into my eyes you see

In pain or in glee...

I hope you see it clear, that love

Shines brighter than the stars above!

Hoping that someday you do take notice

Waiting on that moment of bliss

Waiting that to you it'd be known

That i'm waiting for You and You Alone!!

Whose wrong, Which's Right??

Born into a world fed on being “right”
Life by heart is an endless fight!
Having to choose the logical or the insane,
A fight that’s – pointless & vain!!

For I was never a child of the mind
Free-spirited ‘am of my own kind!
Whether the world wants me or not,
In this endless dilemma, I find myself caught!!

It’s not like logic doesn’t get to me,
Or “rational” is something I can’t be!
But I trust that mind alone is not the way,
That the heart must have just as much say!!

Where rationality rules by reason,
I’d prefer some warmth that stays all season!
We’ve let our minds shore up so much ego,
That care & love have ceased to grow!

Why are we so quick to judge?
And so adamant not to budge?
As long as we can come together & unite,
Should it really matter whose wrong, which’s right??

Not afraid of being meek!!

I'm not afraid of tears,

Nor am I afraid of letting out a cry!

I'm not afraid of being left out,

Being left out high and dry!!

I'm not afraid of heartache,

Nor am I afraid of sorrow!

I'm not afraid of the unknown,

Of that unknown tomorrow!!

I'm not afraid of troubles,

Nor am I afraid of pain!

I'm not afraid of the thunders,

Those come with dark clouds and rain!!

I'm not afraid of losing the world,

One that I thought was all I wanted seek!

I'm not afraid of being afraid,

Nor am I afraid of being called meek!!

For I know alone I’m lonely,

And solitude turns one weak!

So forsaking the solitary ballad,

The symphony of togetherness I seek!!

I'm just a Me!!

However I look at it,

I’d still find myself a misfit!

The strange world & it numerous ways,

Why & How? I’d never figure it!!

Whatever my point-of-view,

Finding it unconventional isn’t quite new!

Am I plain crazy? Or just a tad different,

Answers to that are far & few!!

While there are differences to see,

All I am being is, just being me!

And yet I got no qualms with anyone,

Just wish they’d just let me be!!

For I’m just this regular lad,

And I follow no fashion nor fad!

Got an honest view, and an expressive heart

If that’s allowed, I’d just be mighty glad!!

Give me some time!!

Give me a moment, I wish to stand,

Give me a minute to understand!

Give me a second, and listen,

Give me time to clear my vision!!

Give me a day, to stabilize,

Give me a while, my heart cries!

Give me a moment, to reprise,

Give me some time to be wise!!

Give me a moment, of solitude,

Give me some space from this multitude!!

Give me the time, I wish so much so,

Give me the years, for I still need to grow!!

I have a dear friend!!

Deep in my heart, I have a dear friend,
Living this city, that knows no end!
Days to weeks to months, time moves on
Blink of an eye, even a year is gone!!

While ever so close he is to my heart,
A few miles of the city, are a world apart!
For utterly maddening, is life’s race,
That ibeen a while I saw him face to face!!

For there was a time, and that was then,
But now we’re expected to be grown up men!
Far from the playful, life now is a silly game,
Each to his own, trying to make a name!!

Often I vow to myself, “Tomorrow I’d call him”
Yet it turning that to reality, the odds are so slim!
For the morrow comes & goes
How it flew away, no one knows!!

Deep in my heart, I had a dear friend,
Left with memories, I am at the end!
For when I had the time, we let it go,
And now I’m wondering “how could I do so”!!

And yet, lucky me! Not all is lost,
I still have time to make up for the past!
To take a walk, to that the dearest friend,
The one who’s special to day this day, beyond the worlds end!!