A burst of creativity, and then some.

Unto greater Gods

Amid the teeming crowds,

I look not, for a face, a sign

I have gathered in mind’s eye

A semblance of what may never be.

The balance will always vacillate

Neither willing, nor caring enough

But when he comes dangerously close

I‘ll eject myself toward the luring void.

Beset by hope, assaulted by the ego,

Having no choice but to stand it all,

Be able to reverse the path of the word,

I will not weep, for in truth, I will not have seen.

Rewind , Play.

So that,

When I do muster the courage to leave

It won’t kill you.

So that,

When we realize forever is not forever,

You can be at peace.

So that,

When you or I bicker, cheaply,

We can laugh a while later.

And I want what I can have now,

What I can feel, touch and caress now.

If this moment, this very one,

Can be captured and pasted in all of my worlds

This is how I’m happy,

This. And no past, or present or future beckons.

A fleeting moment is my life’s preparation,

Pitch and toss is my game of choice

Stall my breath for more than an instant

And I shall be at your feet gasping;

Why then, would it interest you, what ‘morrow brings?

Tomorrow will be another today.

Hold my hand, now. Kiss my breath, now.

Give me my time, my time is now.

And outside this force-field, oblivion.

Things I can't resist making fun of: Sharad Pawar makes a public statement as the head of JD(S) saying "People may say anything, I still thing Deve Gowda was the best PM of India."

Female friends of mine who have boyfriends. They're a riot. All giggly all the time, and hooked to the slightest vibration of their cellphones.