Aren't we all fed up of the same damn routine mean seriously I totally am...Sometimes I wonder where my life is headed...Maybe someone has to throw a rock at me to make me wake up cause I feel like a zombie. I’m alive but the monotony has already killed me...

So I thought why not look at every day and try to find some difference...I mean there has to be something different right. It can't all be a deja vu...just like that movie Groundhog Day. God I'd go crazy if my life turned out to be that movie.

Anyway so as I was saying I tried to find some difference in every day.And I found one of doing it was by looking up in the sky ...and I tell you , you will not believe it ,but the sky keeps changing every damn second...I mean I look up and one second it’s all clear and blue with clouds and the next the clouds slowly disappear and the Sun peeks out...It's like magic, I swear ...If you don't believe me then try it yourself..

I bet someone who's been watching me would think I'm a moron because I'm just staring at the sky like I saw a damn UFO or something. Anyway I don't care because it's one way of keeping me sane. It’s a way for me to know that each day or each hour or moment is not the same. And that is a huge relief!!

Well some of you might ask, “What if I don't want to look like a moron staring at the sky, then what should I do." The answer is simple...You can look at anything, maybe a tree that you pass by each day...I bet you each day something would be different. One day the tree could be bare ....one day you will see leaves starting to grow....the next day you might see some flowers growing on the tree ...etc. The main point is that you can chose a subject and obviously it can’t be an inanimate object like a freaking statue or something. It has to be something that moves or grows. It’s up to you really. I’m just glad I have found a way to change my routine.

Cleaning out my closet

So today I decided to clean my closet...finally...after all the procrastination...I decided this was it...it was getting too crowded in there. I guess I needed space for new clothes.

As I was going through the closet I realised that there were some clothes in there that I hadn't worn for a really long time ...days, weeks ,months , years....I had even forgotten I had some of them ...they were way back in my closet...hidden by piles of new clothes that I had bought over the years.

I thought that I had discarded them, but they were right there all this time. Some of them were my favourites, though they would not fit me now. But that is something else.

Why was I unknowingly holding on to these clothes? Did I need them?

This made me realise…that this is how our relationships are sometimes.

We make a lot of friends along these years. Some we keep in touch with regularly or at least try to. Some of these friends are forgotten or in this case pushed to the back of the closet because of various reasons. Maybe we had a silly argument, or we got new friends or both thought “Why should I always bother keeping in touch when he/she isn’t bothered”. Whatever the reason may be. They might be out of touch but they will always be in our hearts and minds somewhere behind all the many different thoughts. We may have forgotten them, but the truth is that they are lying somewhere in the back of your closet just like the clothes you once loved wearing.

We would only realise that they are if we decide to clean the closets of our minds and hearts.

Love or Hate?

Do you know what  love is,

She asked like I had committed a crime.

If only I knew,Then the world would be mine.

Is that your real name,I asked her twice.

Do you know I bled for you

While you stood there looking at me

with those remorseless eyes.

Do you still love me, she asked.

If only I knew I sighed,Then you would be mine.

But alas things have changed, for the better for the worse

I know not coz Im not poet who writes prose.

Inside my head there is a cloud of animosity and it is killing me softly.

I can only scream aloud and hope it doesnt elude me. 

Till  then I'll  bleed out every ignorant word that flows from my mouth

and hope that you see the truth from under those starry eyes

that are so caught up in all the lies.

25 minutes

So today was like any other day...or so I thought ..cause my life seems pretty mundane these days...but I'm not complaining..cause it's not like I've done anything or even attempted to make it any more interesting..Anyway let's not focus on that...let's focus on why I decided to write this today...(yes I'm writing something after ages)..

Today ,just like any other week day , I woke up.. got ready for work, waited in the hot scorching Sun for the bus.The bus arrived and I entered and sat down near my favorite window seat...Music in my ears,,wind in my hair...it was just another day..Then somewhere along the way there was a loud disturbing sound and our bus screeched to a halt...the tire had burst..damn it..I didn't want to be late to work I thought...but as I sat there ...I realized that maybe this happened for a reason..Maybe God wanted me to "take a break" ..though it was for a while..I realized sometimes we rush through life so fast someone needs to make us stop by throwing a brick or in this case a punctured tire..Some of us are just living our lives , not realizing what is going on ...we have become so used to the routine ...like robots or zombies...we do not realize that it is affecting our relationships with people or our health..we have become so self-absorbed....we all want to climb the ladder to success quickly...

And suddenly I wasn't so worried about reaching late to work or what I would say to my Boss...I just closed my eyes and was lost in my own World, listening to some of my favorite music..For those 25 odd minutes I felt the world stopped spinning and I wished it would stay that way...But alas my my peaceful time came to a halt when sometime shouted "Everyone please get down , move into another bus"...

The Hardest Good Bye

I never thought we'd be friends

I never thought we'd be so close

Yet you chose to end it this way

So why do I have to be the one to lose.

You don't wanna talk any more 

You didn't even say goodbye.

Yet whenever I think about us

All I wanna do is cry.

I wish things could be normal again

I wish we could still be friends.

But fate has some other plans for us.

I guess this is how the story ends.

Forlorn

Dried leaves,

Gray skies.

Heavy rain,

Never-ending pain.

Empty meadows,

Endless shadows.

Enveloping darkness,

Growing weakness.

Natural calamities,

Hurt n anxieties.

Break-ups n suicides,

Murders n homicides.

Dons n mafias.

Fears n phobias,

Little hope,

Difficulty to cope.

Breathlessness,

Restlessness.

Loneliness n depression

Another poet's expression.

Sanity almost gone.

I'm left forlorn.