This book called life….

This book called life….

Over years, gone and yet to come,

What I was and what I’ve become,

I wonder where the humour disappeared,

Jokes get cracked, I laugh,  andI step out,

A  ‘me’ from outside,

Deceptively happy,

One to smile, one to live and love,

Inside a tornado, a boiler, burns up,

Ready to smear one with cold burnt ashes,

Questions bother, lacerate this being,

Even screaming topped with tears,

Sighs and quietens,

For the doing seems all unnecessary.

At times one wonders,

If all could be absorbed, without

A word spoken or exchanged,

These words, tragic, yet sweet,

Come and go, smoothening the pain,

Not that the moments are blissful,

In some ways, they seem in- sane,

Yet when you question your existence,

The path you walk, all seemingly in vain.

PS: a bloggy friend wanted a happy post.. Perhaps this is all I can barely speak.

PPS: Sorry to all the beautiful Vanilla people eagerly waiting for me to post, or even to drop by at their gorgeous blogs, but some things are inexplicable. Hope you understand. Thank u.

Nothing's lost!:)

You make me Happy Calvin and Hobbes <3:*

No words

There comes a time, now and then,

When words fall short, times hell bent,

Silence, comforting, but ill at ease,

I swim in the deep, yes, in the deep.

On being a ‘Man’

On being a ‘Man’

NOTE: This post is being written in a completely conscious state, and gladly so. Also to mention that it is not at all out of sympathies for the men folk, but out of understanding, if not from practical experience, then a theoretical one!;)

Enough has been written about women. The way they are, they way they fuss, they way they cry, blah blah blah. The same goes for men species, who come along with their own set of stereotypes! But amidst the two poles, I would like to talk about a fusion that co-exists. Nope, I’m not aiming for another “Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus”, but I’ll just be emphasising on some important facts!

While I completely agree with Carl Jung who said that there is a masculine element in every woman called animus and a feminine element in every man, called anima, there’s more to that.

It just occurred to me, after reading a fab piece written by Michael S. Kimmel titled “Masculinity as Homophobia: Fear, Shame and Silence in the construction of Gender Identity” , what boys perhaps feel when it comes to becoming a “man”.

I think it’s time that women realise and so does the society that as much as some  feminist discourses talk about wanting to be in par with men, they forget an underlying aspect, which is: Men among themselves are not at par with each other! Why? Because of the power quotient!

An Ode to Love

An Ode to Love……..

A dewdrop, a mist,

A tinkle of bell,

Those Tulips of Spring.

 

Playful eyes, and musical giggles,

The birds that fly,

Those dreams on wings.

Silence brimmed with affect,

Angry, empty and full,

Let the smiles fly,

To bring one from you within.

Oh! cupid, darling,

The darts you throw,

That stuck there for a lifetime,

Come strike some more,

For those waiting,

For a dose of love so divine!

;)

©Aakriti

PS: A piece of music here:)