The easiest and tedious"choices"...

Ever walked on a beach...a dream come true for me.
As I walk on the beach on Pondicherry now I see roaring waves one on top of another angry about something or may be telling me something.
Its so much like life....the waves u wish to wet or feet with recede with a naughty giggle. Some of them just wet ur toe making u long for more....
And then there are others who without permission and notice wet u all over, such that u can taste the salt leaving a lasting impact.
The point is do I wish to spend the rest of my life thinking on the receded waves. Or am I going to smile every time thinking of the naughty salty wave that's hit me.
The choice is so much mine....!!!

She...

She is like flowing water,
Whose place none can falter.

Put her in a vessel and she takes its shape,
Her poise and her strength are worth a gape.

Some flow more and some more consistent,
Just wonder and see nothing can waiver her persistence.

Her existence changes the worlds color,
She is full of life and adds to its vigor.

Living her life for the relations she is born and bond with,
Wishing her things to do list, had her name on it.

Always worried to keep everybody around happy,
Giving up her existence to make your life less shabby.

Hiding all the pain she goes through,
Taking everything in her stride to make her grow tough.

Mumtaz, was just one of them to deserve a Taj Mahal as a tomb,
Of patience, love and compassion she is a perfect epitome.

She is the one, who makes you feel more human,
She is the one in your life, She is the Woman.

A thief...!!

I am a thief worth a reward,

Or probably I am just a little coward.

I steal moments from my life to be myself,

Peeping, to see whats left for me on destiny's shelf.

I steal moments from my life to feel my pain,

Praying, in all difficult moments just keep me sane.

I steal moments from my life to shed the dried tears,

Amazing, that they are coupled with so many fears.

I steal moments from my life to forgive and forget,

Really, now on my mind happiness is the only target.

A part of me...

A few days back, a part of me I lost,
And of all others it costed me a lot.

Everybody said why sad, when it happens to a thousand,
I still just question why to me it happened.

Even now in dreams I see myself as a new mommy,
And just get up to realise that the lost one is not coming.

With the whole world and God I was then upset,
Soon I realized to make me strong its one of his gadget.

Its kind of you God, that my dream broke so soon,
Going through the situations now, I realise its a boon.

I think I understand the tricks you play with my life more or less,
But in this journey of life, I just ask you to give me strenght and bless.

Scattered Thoughts

You hold a Finger and You tread on the Path,
You learn to dream and You cry on its aftermath

You fight for your significance and You stand to loose the same,
You run in excitement to catch hold and You loose the track from where you came.

You find you are happy and You still continue to search,
You are at peace and Your turmoil inside makes you continue your lurch.

You are near your people and You still wonder why you want to be far,
You know you are different and You still wish yours and yours friends life was at par.

You have fallen many times and You still have the courage to go on.
You wake up from sleep and find that its "Life's" path you are treading on.