A Night of Romance

I am posting a small scriplet which moved me like anythig .....Its not my original rather taken from somewhere else Cant stop the temtation to have it in my blog

A night of romance

A night of romance is all I desire
Cradling creamy moon in my lap
The twinkle of stars in my eyes
Sweet smell of wine in our sighs
Sitting beside you on the grass
Under the clear black open skies
Your fingers moving hesitantly
Slowly trying to touch mine
Distant music floating in the air
Rhythm of heart-beats deep inside
Sending shivers down my spine
Knowing the world is conspiring
To end it all in a kiss divine

A prelude to new beginning and the power of love

I have seen the movie P.S I Love You !!! today. It was in my shelf for a long time borrowed from Niel. Just happened to came across the DVD post mid-night while just browsing through my shelf before attacking the bed. Sometimes a single thought gives you a new direction and that’s what happened with me today. Inspite of having a good eventful day -- a Weekend categorized with an early morning wake up, Spending half a day at office doing some work, having lunch with some old friends, Guitar Class with the evening being spent with College Friends freaking out in malls favoring eye candies followed by a yammy dinner of Hyderabadi Biriyanis ,,,,,, cant ask for more ,,,,,,, but the very sight of the DVD moved me to press the eject of D Drive of my laptop. Within 2 mins i was going through the titles. A great movie which seeks the power love .... that i can destroy you and make you alive from dead too.... The movie also epitomizes how a good precise planning can make the mountains move ....how you can bring back someone to life from virtual dead... The Hero Gerard Butler dies a pre-mature death with his beautiful wife played by Hilary Swank amalgamates herself into a shell of the memories of her decayed husband. It also gives flesh to the understanding that if you love someone trulely you ought take care now and even after you are gone. Jerry, the husband knows that once he is gone , Holly,the Wife will be devasted.No one knows Holly better than Jerry. Now Jerry had to take care of her even after he is gone,,,,to bring her on board of life. He made a brilliant plan to embark the voyage of re-discovery of Holly on her 30th birthday through a gift in the form of a Birthday Cake and a pre-recorded message being delivered to her.It is followed by a series of letters with instructions to live life. He knows that Holly cannot deny Jerry. He took this advantage while forcing Holly to scrap her inhibitions. He prepared her brick by brick . Its really eventful saga to enjoy the series of events through which Holly transformed herself, started to live life !!!!!!!!!!!

It clearly envisages the words of Deepak Chopra " There is no accidents. There is only some purpose that we havent yet understood "
We need to move on and Kiss the World !!!!!!!!!!

Dreams and desires

My desires Like flowers Bloom by day And die by night
My dreams Like a river Starts flowing as a thin stream and Gushes forth with force

In my desires I inhale the scent Of a momentary
In my dreams I bathe everydayWashing my tired soul With its cleansing powers

Desires, I pluck & flaunt them
Dreams, I wet myself with itI swim deep in them always falling back on !

My desire is my budding dream
My dream is my flow of lifeWithout which I am lost in the chaotic world
Like a lotus in muddy waters

A Feeling Re-cherised !!!!

I was riding back home after a day full of great events.I was passing down the road with fellow minded comrades who like me spent another semi-nightout. Suddenly flower petals in the form of rain started to pour in. I was in the mid of a 4 km by pass with green pastures on both sides of the road. Not a place where I can stand for a shelter. I was stuck for a moment in dilemma !!!!! decided to ride on with an aspiration to decode the intention of the almighty. Slowed down my pace enjoying the rain which by then started to kiss my whole body. By the time I crossed the intermediate ring road I was overwhelmed by the LOVE Signs evident all over my body.I saw people standing in bit and pieces under whatever shelter they can grab. Standing alone in a crowded world. A thought pour in my mind should I join them in the party with the showers graduated to drizzling by that time. Suddenly a flash sparked in my mind …… an image of a teenage boy enjoying the blessing of rain god with his fellow friends playing football ,,,,,,,,, it was me ,,,,,,, I was surprised to watch the vivid picture. I felt nostalgic. Within a fraction of a second I decide to subscribe to the thought. A thought to live my nostalgic feeling again .Bid farewell to people standing in different shelters. Embarked on my journey to reach home. The roads by then became springs trying to transform to canals.I steered my bike like a water scooter ……… wow it was feeling I was riding on the shallow waters of Bhaga or Colva .Rain drops was craking on my helmet screen making it difficult to ride. I unclaped the screen to visulaise the world in the naked eye only to discover the passion of God trying to touch my cheeks and lips. A sparking feeling reeled down my spine with an energetic vigor. I was overwhelmed to taste the purity of life in the form of minute droplets. Handfull of cars and bikes were being rowed down the road.
I can see the orchesta of the GOD VARUN by that time in front of me .The drive was very risky with the tunes of the symphony repeatedly attacking my eyes. Still unfazed or being hypnotized by the eternal fashion show I went on , struggling to keep myself balanced in the line.As the saying goes “ Fortune favours the Brave “ or taking pity on our situation , the Bangalore Traffic Police was giving handful of bikers like me a free ride at each and every signal.I was moving down the road with my senses needing no direction to cover the same usual route.I was feeling like a free flow bird while realizing the crazy act I was doing. It feels so good !!!!!!! so blessed !!!!! to share the rain droplets in such a fashion. Tons of nostalgic thoughts started to impregnate my mind , fabricating their thoughts in an unusual manner. Felt if there is a heavenly feeling somewhere its is here……. and …..now this is the second to cherish….. no need to dip in the Holy Manasorovar or KumbhMela ,, we can have our salvation right here only in this materialist world ……

I opened the gate to park my bike…… A feeling flowing all through my blood . A feeling of your own desire enjoyed in a divine way…..

Oh ! God !!!!! Thank you so much for such kindness to re-live my childhood days for sometime…… A Journey of 20 years being re-lived in 30 Minutes ………………..

Thoughts ......

Thoughts .... a bunch of ideas spinning across minds 24/7. It cannot be quantified by volume. Its been said to be the the fastest entity.
At one time i am thinking of nature, the very next moment i am thinking of future. I am surprised how much human can expect and tune his creative mind to drive pleasure or prick. Great people always said thoughts determine ours course of life. Some people even say we create our relaity through the thoughts being harvested in our mind. I too sometimes experienced this . We thing it should happen like this and it hapened exactly the same way driving cold water through my spine inspite of joy ....... Philosophers urgue that if we think big we will be big.... Even Napoleon Hill scripted a Best Seller : " Think & Grow Rich " on the foundation of thought and its flow. But still then why we have thousanfs of people still dying unfed !!!!!!!!!!!!!! Least we think of food whenever we are hungry,,,,,,,, Can any of the Big Bulls answer this query !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!