Saturday, January 19, 2008

*Butterfly Kiss...

As we went together, yet another time
On a butterfly bus, towards fire,
To visit the mirage of a dusty library
And the enigma of a temple beyond gods,
Beaming at our wings invisible, I
Turned towards you, to tell you nothing,
Because the voice around would'nt
Let you hear me, and the conversation
Somehow continued in a butterfly kiss...

*A butterfly kiss is when you flutter your eyelashes on the other person's cheek:)

Saturday, January 12, 2008

Taare Zameen Par...

Most of the time, I am head over heels in love with life, all its charm and all its madness. But sometimes, Reality, is so gross that it hurls me off my comfort zone of love and safety, and then I am scared of it, when life around me repeatedly reminds me that it takes only a moment for a castle to shatter. But yesterday came a little boy, running trotting and dancing, and the tiny champ made me laugh with him and cry with him. But beyond the experience of having rambled through his world that is woven in all the colours of love, Ishaan is a reassurance. He is now a part of me because he seems to have overcome all his fears and diffidence only to tell me that the ultimate reality is not contained in all the fears that I have accumulated for myself, but in innocence of which there is never going to be a dearth. Ishaan's smile is the twinkle of the stars who have descended on earth to reaffirm our belief in magic and miracles, and we only need to share our handful of stars, with a smile, a touch, a hug, a whisper, a word, and silence.