A Roadtrip to remember..

A time again to move ahead, 

reach out a little far out,

cross a few more boundaries,

Explore that has not been sought.

Feel the rain on my face and the metal at my feet

drive through the winding roads 

and the trees that hug them tight.

Warm winds that run through my veins ,

make me spreads my wings a little more.

Teach me to live again,

oh! how they teach me to soar.

Towns I have never seen 

and people I would have never met,

museums and submarines,

and thousand yachts at sunset.

Islands undiscovered,

and dolphins that frolic so free,

a canopy of greens on wild turns

Maybe its all just a dream.

"You all" turns to 'ya'll'

and frost to sunshine,

In the gladness that fills my heart

I miss you.. Oh love of mine..

                                                       Clouds lined with gold,

and rays that burst out at sunrise,

Wild waves that crash  at the shore,

slowly coloring the southern skies.

The songs we sang will always be ours,

with a million pictures of me and you,

 little grains of sand that got stuck in my belongings,

I am back at my home but they remind me of you!

PS: Pic of Sunrise at Daytona Beach.

The journey..

Sunny skies and warm winds,
all you want to do is breath them in.
Till your heart's so filled with sushine,
that you can hold no more,
and your eyes end the lines
your smile had begun.

You can see the fall leaves blow
on the path you had just tred ,
with memories of smiles
with all  your new friends.
Food and wine, oh! the world is mine,
music and flashing lights,
Oh! how did i get here last night!

You sing a song and dance along
as your path you try to find.
You get knocked down,
but you're not out as yet
you'll learn to fight,
you learn to survive.

Evenings go by filled with clamor
and a few will be spent with,
a broken heart and none other.
The winds they blow Oh so cold,
you begin to wonder,
who steals the warmth from the hearts,
or is it maybe just the weather?

A few do come along,
hear your song and sing along.
Teach you what you would have never learnt
show you the right from the wrong
but as all good things have to pass
they too will soon say goodbye.

Dreams will build their sweet homes,
some will flow away with the seas of time,
some will keep you up at night..
Teach you to live, teach you to love,
teach you to see a brand new world.


You'll stand and stare at a sunset someday,
laugh at the sweet memories made,
take a deep breath and hold it all in,
taste the journey on which you have been,
take a step forward to live your dream,
Stronger more today than you have been,
Fiddle with your keys and hum for none.
Stronger even as you stand alone.

within me...

It stirs and jumps,

against the walls of your heart it thumps,

It pulls and pushes,

and gasps for a breath of fresh air,

Unfurls its wings in the dungeon within,

till its warm wings cant spread no more.

It lights up the dark with the dreams of an artist,

beautiful yet surreal,

they seem so near,

till you rise to touch and see them disappear.

it casts no shadow, it shows no weakness,

like a fool in love,  it marches on.

In a  world that seems flooded with roses ,

it dances, no care for the blood that oozes,

from wounds on its wings that scrape the walls,

of a heart battered and hurt.

Blessed are those that live to see,

it set free and watch it soar,

while so many more punished , 

just for a thought and no more.

Some call it a dream, some an illusion,

and some like me just call it Freedom.

 

A whole new world....

A month down in the U.S of A, the land of dreams as they say. The only song that comes to my mind when i try to summarize my 1st few days here would be "Bitter sweet symphony....That's life"...I landed in New York and lugged 4 super heavy suitcases into a taxi who's driver refused to help out ..after an almost broken finger, really sore arms and jet lagged mind i finally met a friend.. The way you feel when you're walking down an unknown path and see a familiar face is truly priceless. 'Chicken over rice' on road side stands felt just like 'vada pavs' in Mumbai.. Times square in all its glory, the Empire State building standing tall, long walk to the Brooklyn bridge, the statue of liberty shimmering in the afternoon sun and numerous round in all the subway trains all felt like an adventure trip. Just the way Alice would wander off into her dreamworld maybe.
                    Many have told me that you eventually do fall in love with New York if you stay there long enough. 2days have given me a fair idea about why they told me that. I reached Indianapolis the next day and as I stepped out of the airport and for the 1st time i realized i wasn't home anymore. It felt as if i was still back in India..some distant place maybe on vacation maybe.. but somewhere i knew i wasn't goin home for a long time. That this blue room was my home for some time to come now..(My room is painted with the darkest blue you could find ..i have no clue why anyone would do that..)

A month and many many experiences later i have somehow come to love this small town. If you own and can drive a car you can possibly take a trip across bloomington in about 15 mins but if you don't have a car and you need salt in your food and just realize you have none left in the closet its a painful 20 mins walk to the nearest shop..and i have to admit it i have had my fare share of these walks by now..The 1st few days i must have walked enough to complete a mini marathon i think. I walked to the stores. back from the stores. walked to get food ..money.. chairs ...beds... just walked and walked. Stood for 10 mins at a traffic light wondering why the sign wouldn't turn to "walk" before figuring out there was a button you need to press so that it could change...went for a 20 min walk got lost and reached home an hour later...Slipped and fell on the road. tore my only pair of grey trousers and got bruised..Applied as much sunscreen on my face as i would have used on my full body back in India and still got tanned...spent as much on buying a guitar as people have spent on getting an iphone..been stumped at the punctuality of the bus service..Played badminton, volleyball with some fantastic people...finally had some domestic friends...learned to play 'flip the cup' ..cooked with my roomy while youtube played all old hindi songs that only my dad used to listen to..got addicted to coffee...and learned to enjoy some really small things in life that otherwise would just get done in seconds.. In short the past one month has been crazy..hectic..ridiculously expensive (200 rs = 4$ for a coffee..r you kidding me!!!), living on pizza and all the possible things you could create if you put bread and cheese together..but its been fun. It a side of life that i have never known would become a part of me someday. Seen a different world. Seen people who know exactly what they want in life and wondered how i would get to that point and then at some point wondered if i really did want to be there.

But this part of my life's has just begun here.. Its an adventure...its a lotta work ...and sometimes it gets scary and sometimes it gets a little lonely...but none the less its a different chapter in my book. Something that's so new that i can't even imagine what tomorrow would look like.. but i know i want to be there... to feel it..

PS: I was feeling really blue one day and had gone to get stuff at walmart when i saw this ridiculously expensive book that i bought just cause i loved what was written on its cover.  The pic taken is the cover of this same book and it reads "The only requirement of having a dream is believing in it. - Molly Barker"

The bus ride home..

Every morning while having my daily bowl of cereal i try to find myself among the 30+ pages of political potpourri delivered at my doorstep. Following which everyday after spending 10 merciless hours spent in front of the computer at about 7 pm in the evening i take my bus home .Everyday i just close my eyes and wish i could fall asleep for those 2 slow hours that i take to get home. Today i decided differently. I opened my window wide open and decided to keep my eyes open the entire journey. Plugged my music on and thus began a different journey.As everyday i passed the place that has this factory that makes spices. tucked into some narrow corner of the road. I have tried this before but never found out where exactly its located but the smell is just so intense..and the crazy tumble began and the questions just randomly popped into my head. Do people who live around that factory smell like these spices all the time. They must be ..they spend their lives surrounded by it.I almost smirked at the thought of entering a conference with 'garam masala ' deodrant on me..
I looked up and saw a high rise that had a certain floor who had its wall removed. It just had a parfait and no walls.. Looked spooky wonder why would anybody need such an apartment. Note to self: A mystery to be solved later.Passed the oh so familiar bridge next and with that came the 1st glimpse of clear sky. With no hoardings to obstruct my view and the summer light still holding up.Something felt so wrong with the sky...So many clouds today on supposedly bright summer evening .My music switched to linking park it went on "and the clouds above moved closer looking so dissatisfied..." .'how did my music player know what happening' was all i wondered. Well scene changed and i passed the IIT's..Do you really think that that's the place where legends are born?? well no mood for debates today.. Next the lake came to my view.. so beautiful with the sunlight just about there..Its changed and i have noticed long after winter.It has its signs to welcome the summer..Weeds and possibly Hyacinth's growing on its surface almost covered all the edges like its drawing up its blanket against the cool night breeze.

Do you know sometimes you listen to a particular song and it just surges through your blood..Makes you want to let down your hair..let the wind blow..go running on a beach.. and feel so surreal..No matter how cheesy corny and stupid it may sound.. i know i do feel like that.. and for today it was 'Crazy by Aerosmith'..That song just gets me high.. Breeze next to the lake..Bus moving without traffic and the song playing so loudly i culdn't hear anything else.. Its was a dream sequence...Only difference i discovered it on a just everyday ordinary evening ..on just another everyday bus ride with just another song playing on my everyday music player.. :)

I reached home fresher than i ever have in the past 18 months of my everyday journey on this very same road for 5 days of every week.

I let my hair down and walked home today..with Crazy on Repeat...

Footnote: Pic taken from my bus window at the risk of being called crazy by all those who were traveling along and staring at me.