Love - with no strings attached.

That, is the tagline for the movie Kites - a movie so amazing, so well-made, so ahead of it's time by Indian standards - it drew gruesome reviews from a bunch of journalists who only know left and right, black and white. Geez, I surprised myself there, I only thought of my created cube back then. But this, the color spectrum, there are 42.9 billion ways to see things - and that's not a random number mind you.. It's 2 raised to the power 32.

Enough of that. What I saw in the movie, what I realised. No interrupting songs, no unnecessary ancillary footage, just the point. One key point that went through my head during the shadow puppet scene, was that languages are such a barrier. There are infinite ways of expressing yourself - actions, music, nature, or just plain facial expressions. Life does not need to be defined within a set of boundaries, it's only when you truly break free that you live. More so about love. If you see love within a pre-defined notion - you'll never know what it truly is. There's billions of other ways to see things, and I'm glad I have chosen to do so.

Kudos to the Roshans. I appreciate all the efforts they have made in creating a masterpiece of Indian cinema. Too bad, the masses won't appreciate it, but then again, even art isn't. Show an average movie goer a Porsche 911 Turbo, and he'll say, "What, just two seats?" Where will my father-in-law and his grandfather sit?". Yes. Porsche didn't think of that either. And they never will. Because they don't have to.

Completely off-topic again. But hey, a work of art, will always have it's share of appreciators. There is art in everything, you just need to capture it the right way.

Moonrays.

As I woke up in the morning,
and opened my eyes
to the new day dawning..
I failed to realise
what for me the day was preparing..
Sun rays hit my blinding eyes..
Pure as ever, never in disguise..

Off to work, the last day of the week..
Happy I am for the cars I drive,
and the people to whom I speak.
The day would be long, that I knew..
Little did I know, the evening in store,
is only enjoyed by a few..

For that night, I met someone new..
Her smile was sweet and and her eyes were true..
I knew nothing of it,
and laughed along the way..
But my smiles and laughter,
had a lot more to say..

The eve went well and dinner was great..
What I missed was the smiling face of fate.
Late at night, my phone made a familiar sound,
but what I read, made me almost dance around..

I mention not that single line..
that in four little words would define..
the change of a lifetime, so awaited..
I closed my eyes, with a breath so bated.

Sunday, so aptly named, came along..
To a new friend's home, for lunch we would throng..
The people I met, made my day..
So many new faces, I knew were going to stay..

Off in the rain, amidst laughs and tears,
new friends were made, and conquered were fears..
Driving from one end of town to the other we were..
But twas so much fun, as I shifted up a gear..

The evening progressed ever so pleasantly..
From hard rock to soundtracks, ever so lively..
I'd forgotten not those four little words..
I wished to make them so much more revered..

Confused I was, in these matters, an illiterate soul..
Working up courage, I decided to roll..
ATM vestibule talk apart,
I let go of my mind,
and thought with my heart..

Out on the balcony, wet from the rain..
The pressure of the moment driving me insane..
I looked up at the sky, and saw the moon.
Hidden behind the clouds, bright,
like a midnight afternoon..

From behind those, came rays so bright..
Twas so beautiful, everything felt right..
Moonrays, I'd never seen them before..
I guess they only make their presence felt,
when you know there's only good times galore..

A cure they were, the moonrays played their part..
A fitting cure, healing my bleeding heart.
Which for years on end, dripped away...
A dam I felt would burst some day..

I never imagined how soon twould come my way..
About damn time, is all I had to say..
There I was, in this moment so true,
I knew it then, it had to be you..

Days go by.

Some days,
the world seems to be so busy..
time goes by so quickly,
and the day seems so easy.

Some days,
the world seems damned of all glory..
time drags so so slowly,
and the day keeps you so lonely.

Why must this be..

If it is true that the world is as we see it,
why must it change before our very eyes?
Is there anything we can hold true?
Or is it all just a bunch of comforting lies?

Some days,
the trees stand still,
and time seems to follow suit..
No breeze blows by, not one shake..
How I wish I could not be awake.

Sense in simplicity.

Inspiration hits when you least expect it. More so, realisation. The littlest of events can trigger tremendous understanding of the deepest ideas.

So many options throng the world today. Life can be as complex, or as simple, as one chooses. Take for example the driver interface in the Audi A6 or BMW 5 series. The MultiMedia Interface (MMI) in the Audi, and the iDrive system in the BMW are a complex setup of full-functional touch activated interface. Every little function is controlled by a touch on the screen, or a turn of the knob. Volvo, on the other hand, offers a simple menu, with quite a few buttons. When the novelty of the touch screen wears off, and you're through navigating the endless menus and options for something as little as home lights, you'll end up wishing there was just one button that actually did all of that, which is what is offered at Volvo. Sense in simplicity.

My point is, why complicate life when we can make it simple. Why beat around the bush when talking to people or making conversation. I just got off the phone with someone I've barely known, but that one person has spoken and made the most sense to me in the few hours we've met and talked, than most people I've known for years.

Why do some people ponder so much during a regular casual conversation? Is it that they expect it to be complex, is that what is always expected? Why can't it just be a simple sentence followed by that glorious punctuation mark called the full stop? If someone's asked, "How do you like the cake?", the response can vary from, "Mmmm.." to "It's so good. I love the creamy, chocolate layer. It reminds me of when my...blah....". And when someone does say something like, "It's good." It is taken to be something completely different.

What I also realised after my little conversation, is that some people just don't accept the simple statement you make for what it actually is. Just a theory, but, do they actually look for complexities, sarcasm, pretence, what? And then, they miss the point entirely, let alone not listening to what is being said. Why make it complicated for everyone? Why can't things be just what they are? Why, in some situations, make things much more difficult than they already are?

Life is just meant to be lived. As are dreams. If you see your life in your dreams, how hard can it be to go ahead and live your dreams?

Uncomplicate. Live. Simple, and effective.

Run

Why do we walk when we can run?

Why run, when walking makes sense..

Thoughts and ideas flow through my mind..

Deepest wishes so far declined..

Alas, no words my voice can muster..

How I wish I'd run here faster..

From then, until now

I laid in wait..

Cursing the Gods,

unwilling to accept my fate..

I waited for these feelings so true..

I never felt so lonely

until the time I met you..

Paths

It started out with one road. Step by step. Just one long, lonely road. Lonely, not because of the company I had, but because there was no other road beside it.

I walked and walked. Years went by. Till I finally came to a fork. Ways parted, and now I felt lonely. Because I had no company from those whom I had known all this while, but a few, who walked on the same road behind me, and those who walked with me, on different roads. No one knew who would end up where. Well, some did, and some didn't.

On and on the roads seemed to go. It's a never ending path, this path I've chosen. It gets wider, deeper and darker, and then it finally branches out, but everyone's still in the same corn field.

Some go in circles, for so many roads lead around and around. Bushes all over the place. Some jump to look ahead, while some jump to look around. Few look back. And while going round and round, some see the light, some see another path. Some, nothing, but they've got so used to walking in circles, it leaves little choice.

Zoom out and the big picture seems drawn. It spawns thoughts that otherwise would not have been realised. It beckons us to see, give, surrender entirely to a possibility we'd never considered before. We see things, and then we start to believe in them. Till one day, our beliefs take a turn and transform into reality. The power of imagination. And that of love, and of hope, shall see us through. There is a world out there not as it exists, but as it is created. It would not be the way it is, had everyone, just 1 second ago, stopped and spared a thought for the action they were about to perform. Good, bad, ugly or sad. Heaven and hell are all on Earth. I was so told. I believe. I believe because of the source. Sometimes, you have no choice but to believe, because some make it so evident, you can help but. Sometimes, it seems difficult no end, yet sometimes, it seems so easy. What we make is our decision, what we create is our world.

I don't say I've seen the light. But I believe I have found some light. Should others choose to see it, I am sure, it would lead to a better time. There is much to learn from everyday, whether we choose to be reminiscent is again our choice, and ours alone. Make no mistake, I dwell not on the past, but choose to learn, review and make right.

We choose our paths once, and stay on our line. We can choose to jump across, but what we have walked, remains our trodden path. That will never change. I know I will not end up going around in circles. Because I will walk my path. I will jump across whenever and wherever required. I will adapt my steps to suit the terrain. But, like time, there is only one way. Forward. Every second spent, if accounted for, make you aware of so much. There is no wasted second, if you realise it was one wasted; and never let it pass the same way again. Some lessons take years to learn. Even longer to adapt and follow. But, some take mere seconds, or sometimes, just one.

There are faces that you encounter, some you don't, but still see in your mind's eye. And then, one day, they enter your reality. And life is good. Walk the paths. Walk around in circles. Learn. Till you face your reality. And then embrace it. What you are now, is not what you will be, or maybe not. The choice is yours. Life gives us choices, but not reasons. The latter is up to us to find out. We can choose to do so, or not.

All I know is, I choose to believe. People say I think too much. But, in fact, I hope more so. For when I am at the point of casting aside belief, hope grants an extension. And my mind's eye has a new face. For once, it was reality that took a hold of my imagination. And I am happy to say that I am truly happy. Life always strikes a balance. For without the bad, you would not tell the good apart. As long you have your good and bad, life will never come crashing down.

For those who think of the picture as a random image which means nothing, know this. My thoughts expressed here were based entirely on it. An expression need not be "art" to the eyes of everyone.

1

1 more push. Out I come.

In just 1 second, she's my Mum.

Amidst the cries, I open my eyes.

1 first glance towards the blue skies.

1 year later, 1 birthday cake.

1 more occassion in which I partake.

1 year slowly, but surely, goes by.

1 more reason for me not to cry.

Out in the open, little girls and boys.

Some running helter-skelter, while some play with toys.

In that 1 moment, 1 new friend.

1 more proof, the world has no end.

We grow up together, 1 group of us all.

We chase 1 another, we rise and we fall.

1 year, it's time to move.

Cos Dad has a point he just has to prove.

Now amidst new surroundings, new people and places.

With no strength to take in all the new faces.

I settle down, and make friends with 1 dog.

From all the animals around me, even a cat and a frog..

My days go by 1 at a time.

Soon it's the day for that 1 bell to chime.

1 moment of truth, I seemed like such a pest.

Till Father said, "Congratulations, you've passed the test.

Welcome to your new school, you'll have fun here."

I smiled contently, as Mum wiped a tear.

1 by 1 the years went by.

10 years later it was goodbye.

I made friends - not 1, not 2..

I'm very pleased to say, quite a few.

Which stream would I pick, the 1 that would define.

A fitting future to this life of mine.

1 mistake was all it took.

Not a king, nor bishop, I stood the rook.

1 piece makes all the difference, makes the count.

More odds and mountains, I felt I would not surmount.

Yet here I am years down the line.

People ask me how I'm doin, I smile and say "Fine.."

Cos the path I walk, may not be the 1 I chose.

I'm sure not every flower out there would like to be a rose.

Cos that's what makes this life what it's worth.

The colors we have on our beautiful planet Earth.

1 color can never define life.

1 moment can never count as strife.

They'll be many more, good and bad, they say.

I nod, sometimes agree, but go my own way.

And now I see the things I've learned.

Are way more important than the money I've earned.

1 small lesson you learn everyday.

Makes you realise your reason to stay.

1 drop of rain, when you feel it first.

Is sometimes enough to quench your lifelong thirst.

1 soft word from 1 near and dear.

Can wipe away a lifetime of fear.

What seems impossible, a threatening constant.

Is blown to bits in 1 very instant.

1 person you never even knew was there.

Suddenly becomes a reason to wake up and makes you aware

the world is just 1 place we all have to share.

I remember this in times of good and despair.

I wish not to lose anyone, not even 1.

Cos everyone's there for a reason - to learn, or maybe just for fun!

I used to believe there's no fate but what we make.

We make our fate, it's something we cannot break.

1 year ago, had someone told me I'd drive a V8,

I'd laugh and cry together, considering my state.

But now I know life can take a turn.

It may not be marked, like a detour, I'd learn.

Cos when the road ends, and the end seems near.

I learned it's not that hard, just shift down 1 gear.

There's every reason to be happy with what life throws your way.

It's our choice to adapt, or stare at it in dismay.

1 more thought can trigger a chain of events.

1 action done right can draw so many compliments.

1 more fight is all that you should see.

1 more punch when it matters spells victory.

It may seem the odds are stacked against you.

But amidst all those, is that 1 light so true.

No darkness can hold back what to you is dear.

Like the mirrors say, objects may be closer than they appear.

When what you need most, seems to be far too distant.

Fret not, with true power, you're there in 1 instant.

But finally, I realise I should be through.

I started off explaining the moments the way I saw them as I grew.

However, only 1 reason pushed me to write up this post.

1 person I barely know, is now 1 I treasure the most.