The Original Sin

ఆశ పడటం నేరం కాదు, కాని ఆశల వారధి పైన జీవిత పయనం వీలు కాదు

శోకము సహజం, కాని శోకమే లోకమై, చీకటికి పరిమితమైతే బ్రతుకు నరకం

కోరికలకు బానిసై , కరిగిన కలలకు సాక్షై, బాధకు బంధువై మిగిలిపోయవా ?

కాలం ఇచ్చే సమాధానం కొరకు వేచి చూస్తున్నావా?

ఎవరితో పోరాటం తెలియదు, దేనికై ఆరాటం తెలియదు!

P.S: నేను కవిని కాదన్న వాడిని కత్తి తో పొడుస్తా, నేను రచయత్రి కాదన్న వాడిని రాఎత్హి  కొడతా!
P.P.S: Sorry, My violent streak just came out :P

As I leisurely get up on a Tuesday afternoon and prepare myself a bowl of regular honey bunches with "Almonds", simultaneously indulging in   "How I met your mother! watching marathon" which was on for a week now. And and and...Wait for it... I could feel the ground below me shaking and walls making a resonating bang presented the illusion that walls were moving real fast towards me. I confess, I did enjoy it for it was my first ever earthquake experience. After a minute, I left the room with my cereal bowl, towards the balcony to see whether it was one of my day dreams or it really happened. So, I could see the frightened people from the apartment gathered outside and a little later everything returned to normalcy.

If anyone is wondering what does my tempting title has to do with what I wrote so far....well I just realized, I am a "pretty not bad improviser". Well as I listen to random, groovy, Bollywood tracks, I realized that I quit dancing lessons every time I signed up for one. So, for my sweet love for dance, I hereby declare that I will learn Salsa this fall <ASAP>!

More for later!
Good bye readers! Take care!

Wherever I go, You follow me...

ज़रा सा झूम लूँ मैं ,

क्यूँ कि बादल को चुने को जी करता है

ज़रा सा पी लूँ मैं,

सारे ग़मों को भूलने का मन करता है

यूं तो हस लेती हूँ,

पर आँखों से हसने कि चाहत है, जिसे बस वो कोई एक पहचानता है

डरर लगता है कि बात कई गलत न निकल जाए ,

खफा हो जाये वोह तो दिल कि हालत कहिं बिगड़ न जाए

ए खुदा ऐसी भी चीज़ न बना,

की मेरा ईमान यूँ फिसल न जाए !

I am not a poetess, but there is a poetess in me somewhere, waiting desperately to sing her song and live her life through what she writes.

Okay, big deal, this is just another blog, So what, blah blah...I asked myself several times before I embarked on this roller coaster ride of expressing my burst of emotional rush & mood swings and the result is this blog ** probably at the cost of pissing certain people or not or yeah whatever**

I have been putting of blogging for an year and finally I feel like writing again. Well, simply for a fact that I can write what I can not imagine saying to anybody, I love blogging. I can write crap and still feel that it is the most intelligent thing that ever struck me.  I can write fiction or fact and readers keep guessing! and so on.

I guess, enough for today! Whoever is reading this, posting a comment would'nt hurt, I do not mind being admired  or criticized ( Truth Time: Mostly, I enjoy being praised :P)

I Pray for world peace and never ending natural resources and honest politicians for future generations.
Take care everybody!