Connection?

Friday, 27 May 2005, 0:31 | Category : Idea ore, Poetry
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My professor used to say, “You never make friends; you only recognize them.”
I think, life was just waiting for you to happen to it.
Everything else was just a dress rehearsal.

Infinitesimal

Tuesday, 24 May 2005, 0:20 | Category : Citywatch, Reflections, Spectator
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I like standing on the beach and looking out into the sea. The waves come at me hungrily, passionately and touch my toes and leave. Its like the ocean telling me it can claim me for its own anytime, just reminding me that it can and leaving me standing. Its like love brushing my face [...]

Elemental seduction

Friday, 20 May 2005, 1:23 | Category : Poetry
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Morning stirring to life sleepily
And joyously
Like a very young, naughty child
Going in a minute from sleeping cherub to little terror
The mighty Earth lays open majestically
Ocean running little waves over
Like sweet kisses on her lover’s face
The first touch of a new day
And the dance begins
Dazzling sunlight sets Earth on fire
Parched to moisture, solid to fluid, he [...]

Control is a myth

Wednesday, 18 May 2005, 15:50 | Category : Spectator
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Every day the world turns over.
Conversations I put off, till next week, or next month suddenly freeze forever when the person at the other end suddenly stops talking forever.
Friendships fade away into sweet, painful memories and people I thought knew me, kill me in little, unintentional ways.
I trust the wrong person, at the wrong time [...]

Deja vu

Sunday, 15 May 2005, 17:47 | Category : Poetry
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Do you remember me?
From memories of events that have not yet happened
From deep down inside where a strange feeling stirs…
Like a yearning for completion
I recognize you…
From unfathomable urges that over-ride the usual structure of life
That have come to make more sense over time
Especially after I let go of needing to be sensible and sane
Why are [...]

Dissolving

Thursday, 12 May 2005, 19:51 | Category : Reflections
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When you dip a paint-brush gently into a bowl of clear water, the paint swirls around in the shapes like fractals and butterflies till it spirals into itself and vanishes in the water.
When I look deep into other people’s lives, I’m faced by a sense of awe, at the overwhelming thing that the entire universe [...]

In Mourning

Wednesday, 11 May 2005, 22:45 | Category : Reflections
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Someone I know, passed away last week. Even my grammar hasn’t gotten used to it.
When I first heard he was ailing, my reaction was one of disbelief. A 40-something, MD of his own compact and rapidly growing organisation is supposed to be inside a boardroom or on the list of successful entreprenurs. He’s not supposed [...]