My Love

Twenty years ago,
I decided to let you go;
And in my heart, since then,
I've begged to have you back.
And return, you did;
But I let you go again.
Since that day, twenty years ago,
I've seen you get on with your life;
My mornings have been
A little less bright,
My nights
A lot more dark.
My laughs have been
A little less deep,
Just as my smiles have been
A lot more stark.
But the sight of you
Makes them all come back,
Even twenty years after we've parted;
After I moved you away from me.
But you still are the one
Who brightens my life
And make my life
Worth living.

I can't die, because I want
To see you again
And I can't live
Away from you.
And I'm afraid to lose
My passion
If, then, I were to have you.
Because it's the desire to have you
That keeps me alive
Just as it kills me, every day.
So now that we are hugging
I wish time to freeze
And stay forever, and ever
This way.

The Masks We Wear

A lot goes behind saving the soul.
Masks are worn and altered and changed;
But never does the soul expose
Itself, to anyone but the wearer.

This world of love and of faith,
and lies that bite and deceit that breaks,
and games we play to win the battles
groom our masks with each day.

Some are dark as the night,
And some shine to spread the light,
And some shimmer to completely block
Every detail of the soul they hide.

Then there are those that are simple,
Where others are strained
With a spillage of colors
One for each secret they conceal.

But I don't judge and I don't mind
Why you wear or what made you hide.
For Masks are windows to houses that survive
And endure both pain and delight.

So wear you must and make you a hundred
Or maybe more, one for each occasion.
You maybe as sick as the secrets you have,
but then that's for you to decide.

But I feel if we would just
Drop our masks and come in light,
And see each other for who we are,
We may find that we're all alike.

Then again, what do I know
So many that I have of my own
Neatly laid out in my mind,
One for each occasion.

To get the facade right.

In the Boat that I Rowed..

They say that it comes,
And they say that it goes,
This feeling of dark despair;
It comes as it goes.

It bled me clean,
And it stripped my soul.
But still I suffered,
Because they said it'll go.

They said I'll be OK,
But then what did they know
How past over the horizon,
I had sailed in my boat.

Because for me it came
And then took a little too long to go.
And before I could reason,
it flew me in its flow.

But like they never tell you,
And something I'd always known,
Putting the pieces together
Does not make a whole.

Convinced by my conviction
And propelled by the flow,
I attacked my oars with vigour
To reach my sun of hope.

Way past the horizon
I chased the sun to dusk,
And having lost it to the sea
The last of my hopes felt dunked.

But like they said to me
Before I left the shore,
Happiness did come knocking
But I failed to get the door.

Enlightened by the darkness
And blinded for want of light,
I took my plunge in earnest,
And so I took my flight.

But the sun did come up
Just as they said it would,
And then it went on shining
Through the times for those who stood.

In Pursuit of Happiness?

Happiness lies in the little things that we fail to notice because we are in a hurry to get our hands over something which we feel will make us happier. But where does happiness really lie? Where do we miss our free chances to be happy?

Happiness lies in the parantha you ate in the morning or the really healthy oatmeal, if you are one of those people. Happiness lies in the travel you take from home to your workplace. Happiness lies in the songs you choose to enjoy while at it. Happiness lies in the new people you see on the way. Happiness lies in the short walk in a light rain or your unsuccessful attempts of shielding yourself in a heavy one.

Happiness lies in the new word you learnt that day. Or the word you forgot and the lengths you went to have it come back to you. Happiness lies in the good book you read or the crappy one about which you bitched with your friend. Happiness lies in a good picture you clicked or the most ugly one over which you later laughed.

Happiness lies in taking life a minute at a time, a second at a time. And in acknowledging that you earned it and lived it.

In faces of disappointment and dejection you need to tell yourself that the damage is already done and the only thing for the moment that you can do is try to minimize it. Don’t fret over it or ruin your mood. You live in a world with billions of others. Things happen. And they don’t happen every day. So, it’s ok.

The important thing to remember is that it’s your life. Hands down. You are not accountable to anyone (unless you take something that does not belong to you). So when you are the only one concerned about you, why upset yourself over something that someone else did?

When I personally feel down, these simple lines by Julian from One Tree Hill make my day - We're always thinking that someday we'll be happy; we'll get that car or that job or that person in our lives that'll fix everything. But happiness is a mood, and it's a condition, not a destination. It's like being tired or hungry, it's not permanent. It comes and goes, and that's okay. And I feel like if people thought of it that way, they'd find happiness a lot more often.

Happiness lies in the novelty of a monotonous schedule. Embrace it. And live it. It’s right there in front of you. And it'll find you as often as you'll find it. But don’t be disheartened if you can’t see it at first. Because like every other form of happiness, it takes a little effort to identify it.