Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Soon. Someday.
Ever since I can remember, I've wanted to have a furry friend I can call my own. When I was a kid, my folks didn't want an 'animal' in the house (as if my sister and I didn't qualify...sigh!). I still remember the little pup that followed me home from school one day. I tried hard to lose it, but it wouldn't give up. There it was, standing outside the gates to my house, staring up at me with its pleading eyes...who wouldn't give in to those sad, droopy eyes...and those tiny, furry paws...and that cute little tail that wouldn't stop wagging? I begged my mom to let me keep it. Well, she wouldn't let me, of course, the poor little being was an 'animal' after all. Numerous pleas and long faces later, I was allowed to feed it! BUT, there were rules - It doesn't come in through the gate. It stays out. I carry the food out in a bowl that noone else uses, and feed it. And oh, I'm not allowed to touch it either.
My happiness knew no bounds. My first ever furry friend! I'd wait all day long to get back home from school. And as soon as I'd reach the front gates, there it'd be, waiting for me, its tail wagging unstoppably, like all it's been doing all day is sitting there in the hope that I'll show up. I'd rush indoors, grab its bowl, fill it up, and rush right back to the gate. I'd sit and watch the little guy (yes, I found out it was a guy. So let's call it 'him' from now on, okay?) lap up everything I fed him. And no, he'd not leave as soon as he finished; he'd stay...he'd sit there beside me, and together we'd watch the world go by us.
Months passed. He got bigger. He wanted more food. He'd still show up every evening, at the same time, his eyes as joyous to see me as the first time. Then one day, why, I still don't know, he wasn't there. I came back home from school, eager to see him, but he never did show up. I waited outside for hours, looked around the neighborhood, but there was no sign of him. Maybe he got into a bad fight. A real bad one. Or maybe he decided to move. To a different neighborhood. A different town, maybe? I'll never know.
When I started college, fortunately or not, I was still living with my folks. And no, despite years of living with my sister and I, they hadn't quite changed their mind about 'animals' :P. During this time, there were a couple of cats that frequented our house for food. I fell in love again. I'd look forward to their mealtimes. Look forward to making more furry friends. It was good while it lasted, but I'd gotten busier - life was no longer as carefree as it used to be. Besides, cats, by nature, are independent. And unattached. And one fine summer, my folks decided we were moving to a new house, and guess what, we forgot to give the cats our new address.
I decided that once I was living on my own, I was definitely, most certainly getting a pet. Well, it's been a year now, and I'm yet to muster the courage to take responsibility for a furry friend. Yes, I'm a little overwhelmed! It's a lot of work, like taking care of a little kid, and I don't know if I'm ready for that yet. I'm not giving up on the dream, though. I still frequent pet food aisles in supermarkets, in the hope that I'll pick up something from there someday. Maybe I'll start small. With a fish. A goldfish. Yeah. Not as furry maybe, but its a beginning, and its a friend. Hmmm.
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Rise & Shine!
I was anguished, I was lonely, I was desolate
Lost in humanity, I had all faith
Cribbed over my destiny, cursed my fate
Wished all my woes could just evaporate;
Knew not what to do, I wandered by the pool
The breeze laughed at me, called me a fool
Was on the brink of losing my head
Down flew a little birdie, this is what she said:
"The times are bad, the times are rough
But this is when you get to prove that you've got the stuff
You've got what it takes to get over this
To bring back into life that elusive bliss;
This is not a trial, this is not a test
It is but an opportunity to prove you're the best
To prove you can go on when progress seems futile
To prove you can walk on mile after mile;
Your big chance this could be, your moment of glory
On every pair of lips could be your amazing story
Stand up, forge ahead, you can turn around the tide
On the crest of success, take a wild ride;
Rise from the ashes, wash away the grime
Waiting out there for you is ecstasy sublime
Have no fear, get up, take a stand,
I'm your guardian angel, till eternity holding your hand";
Away the birdie flew, left me in a daze
Feel I could in my soul, the fire once again blaze
Jostling me awake, again the breeze flew,
Said tough times don't last, but tough people do."
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Maybe...
The blooming flowers, once blossoming bright
Now look so weak, so dull, so trite
Maybe tomorrow'll bring back the hue
Buds so tender bathed in dew;
My source of joy, the mesmerizing blue sky
Now a smoky grey, makes my tears run dry
Maybe tomorrow'll be my ally
Give me wings again and help me fly;
The sparkling river, my friend in despair
Seems to have vanished into thin air
Maybe tomorrow'll restore the faith
Pristine waters of love will again percolate;
The songs of the birds used to set me free
All I can hear now are echoes eerie
Maybe tomorrow'll return the tune
The melody that made us to all sorrow immune;
The harmony of the world used to inspire
Now everywhere I look people plot and conspire
Maybe tomorrow our belief will revive
In the sole reason that keeps us all alive...
...the eternally burning flame that we call HOPE
Saturday, March 25, 2006
She's a dreamer, she's a fool
So high up in the stars
She said she'd touch the sky, but they said...
She's a dreamer, she's a fool
She didn't fight back, didn't say a word
Resolved that one day she'd show the world
No one could deny no one could refute
She was a dreamer, but never a fool
Time passed by, faces wrinkled, backs stooped
Only thing still unwithered was her dream
That she would fly high
High up in the sky
Zooming past the clouds into realms unkown
But they said
She'll always be a dreamer always a fool
Suddenly that night lightning struck
Bombs were heard and missiles flew
Battle was raging and then came the call
The call to serve the country, to protect, to shawl
Whilst men were inventing schemes
Schemes and plans to slip out of duty
She jumped at the chance stepped up to the fore
Stood upright and took a vow
A vow to serve, to protect
To protect till she could no more
Up into the airplane she clambered
Unsteady and unsure
Contemptuous eyes boring into her
A lone woman in a man's world
There she sat in the pivotal chair
And took off oh so gloriously
She flew and she flew and she flew
Flew past the clouds up into the sky
High up till you could catch sight of her no more
Battling it out bringing her foes down to their knees
Stopping not for a minute, not for a second
So engrossed she was so dutiful so passionate
Did not notice way inside the enemy camp she flew
Beating them at their own game she forged ahead
Ahead until she could forge no longer
Attacked she was from three directions
Bombs flew at her and at that moment she knew
Knew this was the end this was glory
Achieved she had all she ever wanted to
Up in smoke as her airplane fumed she thought to herself
"I was a dreamer, but they were the fools".
Friday, March 24, 2006
Yours Truly...
I was waiting for the night since evermore
You were wearing black I was wearing white
It was perfect it was magic it was sheer delight
We walked hand in hand slowly towards the green mountain
I was eager and earnest, and so were you
Burning me up inside it was passion pure
The seconds ticked by heartbeats grew faster
Every minute I could feel myself breathing harder
The moment still I can see frozen in time
How I’d longed to be here with you by my side
On the hilltop we were I was lost in your eyes
In your eyes I was lost, gave them one last look
Knew I’d regret forever if I let this chance slip by
Held you in my arms felt my energy replenished
All my strength I used pushed you down the cliff
Your eyes filled with shock with despair and distrust
Filled me with a glow I just can’t describe
I looked down at you hurtling down the hill
I’d planned so long how to go for the kill
Miraculously it started to rain
Washed off me all the sadness all the pain
I felt so free my heart was ecstasy filled
Now that’s what I call “Revenge – Served Chilled”!!