Tag Archives: #time

Have you been around?

Have you heard my smiles

have you smelt my tears

have you lent a hand

have you been around?

Have you been my joy

have you spent your time

have you stood by myside

have you been around?

have you walked the walk

have you touched the ground

have you come for love

have you felt a thought

have you been around?

have you read my dreams

have you held my arms

have you shared your pain

have you been around?

have you leaned to whisper

have you grown to love

have you been so giving

have you been around?

have you ever asked

have you ever spoken

have you ever stopped

have you ever turned to me

have you been around?

have you watched my wishes

have you seen it rain

have you thought of staying

have you been around?

Angel’s PAssing

I think of how it was to come back from work and lie down,when I saw in front of me a figure of a little girl rising up next to my bed. I sit up and as if in a trance, I pick up the address book and frantically search and find my best friend’s number and call.

After much ringing, a sage voice replied, ‘She is in mourning. She lost her child’.

I am shocked and sit back. A few days later I gather courage to call again and she tells me her ordeal of having to take a sick child quivering in fever to the nearest hospital. The doctor asked her to wait and she did hold her girl in her hand. By the time her turn came, there was nothing to do. The young mother shared and I listened, knowing no way to console. Our friendship of many many years had no balm just deep listening.

The vision stays with me and I cannot explain how and why this happened because I have not seen the child. It was good 10 years after me and my friend met briefly that this happened.

Loss of dear ones impact us deeply. The passing of Balraj.k left a deep vacuum in our lives. The blank space of someone who had time for everyone and was perpetually interested in our lives, my life and had time to listen everytime.

Eversince one looks to be heard, heard and finds no ears willing but then such are lessons of living.

So I listen now when I get a call, and keep aside everything and focus on that conversation from parents, child, friends because there is something beautiful about listening and being heard.

All the communication devices however faster and smarter can still not compensate for great listening, say, mindful listening.

As I learn to listen better, I remember my young teacher, my brother and his beautiful ways of showing care everytime.

So stop to sit down and listen to a dear one, anyone and you would not know what wealth you have just bestowed!

Time’s Aside

In the town I heard

a new fashion is the trend

of walking upside down

stamping everything you find

and looking fierce and fiery

snapping at all

barking even

spite flowing free

under the pretext of

politics or faith or food even

when in times hands

we are all but her children

in a continuum of past, present and future

yet how we blight ourselves to stupidities

is beyond me.

Time: oh! chill. All I need to do is snap half a finger!

Last time I heard the crow was not talking to the cuckoo

so was the crocodile to the fish

the orangutan to the ape

and the ape to the monkey

grasshopper hated the very grass

the honeybees hated flowers

the sun hated the clouds

and the waters spite the land

the worms spoke ill of the insects

and the crickets of the toads

the peacocks had issues with peahens

and the foxes with the lions

the elephants found the rabbits irritating

and squirrels complained of the cats

not to talk of the whales who hated waters deep blue

and wished to walk on earth

things have come to such a pass

that I got to kick some ass!

Sky soul

I had not asked the sky to stop by

yet he did being kind

inclined to all things azure

he moved into my soul

he spent some time

clearing a few cob webs

pasting a few sweet smiles

rubbing off a few dark spots

and filling some heavenly fragrances

if nothing, he said

pick up that pen of yours

write, write till you bleed

and then I am there with you

He read out somethings

and I wondered how he knew

he smiled and said

I speak to you in your dreams

I drive away faces dark and fearsome

sometimes I hold your hands as you sleep

kiss away your fears and let you smile

I ask him if I would know him when I saw him

Let time tell you that, he said

and vanished blue.

SKy

Sit

I told sky

who was wandering by

hold, smile, clasp even

he smiled and shrugged

you see, limitless as I am

my time is limited

I wipe the tears

turn on the sun

and shine the moon

to her my lover, the earth

I give my everything

I hold, caress and comfort her

yes, I know you and have noticed you

your thoughts and your yearnings I hear

trust me when I say, I am there for you

and he vanished azure

Ps: reaching out to sky

Of heart

Ah! quiet, quiet

dear heart

silent be your note

forget fear & embrace

time sits mastering

lives gone and living

a light breeze

tumbles castles

what is due is yours

making its way from afar

till then

count the stars

trust the sky for rainbows

smile.smile.smile.

somewhere a heart waits

somewhere a song meets

float the flame of hope

wait.wait.wait.

PS: life

My Littleone does not want to come home

‘My son, he does not want to come home. He hates me. Everyday after reaching home, I have to spank him to get him home. He just want to be at my sister’s place, really’.

‘Does that hurt you?’

‘Yes, very much. I feel bad’.

‘Do you tell him stories? Do you play with him?’

‘No, once I go home, I have to cook, clean, finish stuff, I don’t get time to spend with him. Earlier, he used to play with my mother-in-law, now she too does not show any interest, nor does he.’

‘Tell him a story everyday. Bake something special for him. He is a kid, he needs attention and love, so give it. Leave everything else and sit down with him’.

‘hmm, he likes my sister more!’

‘Do you feel jealous of that?’

‘Yes, but because I am busy I try not to think about it, it hurts me though that my son does not spend time with me! actually I don’t spend time with him.’

‘My child is a young adult, yet he needs me too, that is not demanding, it is just their showing their love,so be with him, give him your love, set your priority’.

‘Maybe I should cook something special for him, I had him after so many years, everything I do is for him, still I have no time for him’.

‘Yeah, good we talked today, I will be with him more, listen to him and try and play with him even!’.

Ps:#working mom