I was lost to be found…(Part 1)

Yesterday i was going across the central park, i was jogging and breathing heavily… the lactic acid blocked the metabolism, but leaving the biology stuff behind, i was running, i was unable to feel my legs, the indignation i was having inside me was not letting me stop… i was running and till i came down to my knees in the park, i came to know that i had completed 13 rounds, i usually came everyday to jog 5 rounds. This was my limit… i couldn’t sprint more than that! I fell down on the ground…

  It was 4.30

And soon the tears i shed like a little kid mingled in the dew and sweat. I pulled myself up and it was not only against the ground…suddenly a flash light penetrated into my eye. I took two steps aside and there was no light, nothing! I again came to the same place, taking back two steps…

And again, that same light. I wiped the tears and then i just wanted to see the source, from where this light was coming… i moved in that particular path… the intensity increased as i moved towards the source and this was quite maddening but still the curiosity pulled me closer and closer, it was a red book, lying on the bench, i couldn’t see it completely, what was written on its cover, all i could see in that was some words written on one of the page, they were shining! My heart was pounding at fever pitch!

They were

                            “The world needs you”

As i touched the words, something queer happened…I was guzzled into the book. I didn’t even get the time to be wonder struck, or shriek out!

In the dream, I was told, by a white serenity, innocent face with an angelic smile that I had a purpose, in fact two…

As i woke up from a deep slumber, i discovered myself on the footsteps of a strange building,

I perceived the scenario like if I was dropped from sky, then i remembered i seriously was a kind of…

I just stood up, and the steps spoke ” Hello dear, how are you”… It was so so haunting! like you came somewhere you never have been, and What the hell! now even steps talk!!! I fell down from the steps, i reached the floor with my enlarged pupils! I was trembling and suddenly the floor asked – “are you fine!” I was stuck in this strange horrible place. I looked around and found creatures to be talking with non living things and with each other…

Would I get to know my two purposes???

Would I understand this world???

Would i make a win through this fuss…

Read in the next part.

To be continued…

The stanza while you smile…

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Let my love be the fragrance,
That settles down the wild smokes in you,

Let my love be the silence,
That rectifies the loud noise in you.

Let my love be such delicious!
That eats up the bitterness in you

Let my love be the the light,
That guides the weedy darkness in you.

Let my love be the dance,
That selects your stumbles as a part in it

Let my love be the love,
That teaches your hate to love.

Let my love sit with you,
When you cry in corners and crave for someone to understand

Let my love feel,
what every inch of your breath go through.

Let such love of mine,
Be reflected in you…

Let such love of mine,
Write the story of your tears,

Let such love of mine,
Be the stanza while you smile…

Bleeding Supernovas!!!

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Darling,

I wish you knew…

That whenever a part in you,

dies…

Like death of a star

in a gigantic galaxy,

The universe in me,

cries the tears of fire!

I wish you could see…

In me,

The bleeding supernovas!!!

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Why don’t you ask them.

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Evaded and glossed over,
Left totally neglected,
Changing colors,wearing masks,
Like us they never acted.

Just because they lost,
Their body part or some ability,
We act like complete strangers,
To those who fought for country.

But yet,but yet,they understand,
The sick feelings we bestow,
It pinches them in plenty,
They just don’t show.

Why don’t you ask them
They will tell you…
What in real sense
Is frustration.

Annoyed by the ailing world,
They crawl and cry in corners…
They engulf their emotions,
When ‘we’ their own- become foreigners.

They let go off- their days,
They sacrificed their sleeps,
And look what we are giving them,
Suffering in their last days?
Bitter and abusive words?
Or rough meanings of life in heaps?
Alas! They still wonder!
That Someday some kind soul,
Will come to them
And ignite fire by whiffing the silent coal.

Why don’t you ask them
They will tell you…
What in real sense Is hope…

They bathed in the bombs!
Ate shots for us
And we broke them in seconds,
Who just died for our smile-as purpose…

Listen to the most sad truth people,
We failed in our chief aim.
We couldn’t afford affection For the ‘Living Gods’
So on what good base!
‘We are humans’ we claim!

Sitting sad doesn’t solve,
With love only the mankind evolve
Why don’t we just get up
And give their desires an aspired response.

All the time,we roistered,
Enjoyed the freedom, forgot the fears
Was and is because of them
Who need our love today,
So why don’t we go And wipe off their tears.

Why don’t you ask them
How was their life…
Whimpering will they answer,
“There is no joy that soothes more…
Than living and dying for your own country.
My life was wonderful!”
“Hats off to every soldier! Who love his country more than life”