In touch with your feelings .....

While I was sleepwalking through the darkest night of my life into the snow, I saw three footprints. My brave mind ignored it for the moment but my emotional mind got it straight to my heart. An unsound thought rushed through veins, the third one is you, as always your feelings. So often, I go so long but as often, even this cold wave brings back your warmth to me. Suddenly the Sun was up spreading your warmth everywhere. I may go anywhere but still in touch with your feelings.

Cricket, am most passionate about, though certainly lesser than you, it is more exciting while watching it big slightly lesser while playing. I learned about my impatience and anxiousness while watching and playing it. The crowd, the stadium, the city, the country on the edge of their seat, as always if witnessing a nail biting finish, it is a routine for players but for me it is always a heart pumping thing. The huge stadium roars making you deaf all the way, but I can still hear your calmness. Why are you always there to help me control my excitement? Moreover, to the extent that even after a win I am super cool.

It was raining, and raining quite heavily, I love the word downpour in the context. At times, it does get irritating as it is only raining, raining and raining. It has been days and it was getting scary, it was my first flood, although I have seen few floods of emotions earlier but this was disastrous. I have read and heard about worst flooding; several communities go isolated, homes are submerged and life is lost. Where everyone was cut-off from the world and everything was flowing and erasing I was right there in the middle, stand still, clasped by you, unmoved and surviving because of you.

I hate driving, the road is a dangerous place and these two and four wheelers frightens me, I only enjoy driving to the extent that it helps reaching my destination, a point of no option. Driving makes me crazy but I still love it as it reminds me the way you used to drive me crazy. While others turn on, you used to turn me off others. Crazy, where others still dream and I still live you. Crazy, but so managed and controlled and yet so obsessed.

I Was Wrong

I was wrong to prove you wrong
Making a short distance a little bit long
Being dad you played your role
Working with patience you set the goal
Being a child I did my job
Tried to fit you in the mob
I am happy, my efforts are in vain
The more you realize, the stronger is chain
Everyone get a chance so as me
I will prove, or more expected by thee
I know you are always there to help me out
As I won’t let anybody else to shout
Stay as you are, don’t try to change yourself
But give me some more time to prove myself
Elders are always there to help out youngsters
Giving their best wishes on our shoulders
Dear Dad, dad like you are very few
This is self created one
Especially for you

Friends.....and the prefixes

Friends.....and the prefixes
Although I learned it, but I failed to understand it, hence I opted for ‘Intense Emphasis’ as the style of the title (courtesy ms word). It’s quite handy to use “ghar ki murgi daal barabar” or rather “murga”, for the context of the same. I didn’t realise friends till I experienced a vacuum in life for the last year or so.
I always counted my friends on fingers and though the fingers remain same the friends keep adding, modifying (change of status) and deleting.
Flashback begins....
It all started with the colony friends, with whom I usually shared the post school time, mostly evening play time. There was never a subject for discussion.
School friends, the most popular ones, the one who actually laid foundation towards relationships. Studies and small time funny activities were the common matters of discussion. There are further categories which evolved out it like Tuition Friends, Section Friends and then Subject Friends (when you opt for a stream). For me it was always a common set everywhere, barring Cricket Friends with whom I used to play every Sunday.
During these times, I learned “You can choose your friends but not your relatives”, though very popular proverb but I don’t connect with it as when you choose you apply reasons and it is based on calculations whereas I believe it to be more emotional than rational.
Simultaneously I learned “A friend in need is a friend indeed” I found it a bit selfish, as there is no need to tag a friend in all needs and deeds, it happens naturally.
I shared the day to day course of actions but not the life as it was regulated by prefixes attached to it.

Then there were College Friends, it further divides in Graduation Friends and Post-Graduation Friends, graduation was not different than school with similar set of friends apart from few who left for different stream. The later was a different set of people though more close to life but still inclined to career, materialistic and realistic things.
I learned the concept of Best Friends, True Friends and Real Friends.
Then there were the action set of people, Job Friends, live hours wise these are the ones with whom I spent most of time and so fondly refer them as colleagues. And the same old story, sharing the day to day actions with few new subjects of the world, company, and career and to an extent life.
The Present....
It took a long time to grow and understand only friend, without a prefix, sharing life without inhibitions, it is more about meaning and not words. I still count my friends on fingers and naming a few will be like a grading system so I leave up to them,
Friend is not deprived of any prefix but rather it is one who fixes the life. I tried to quantify but I found you can’t value your friends but the quality is they add value to your life.