XCENTRIC-ANGEL

I have touched love, tasted it, felt it, sensed it, and felt alive with it! Love has done the same to me too. Its funny, I have had many people ask me, what is Love? How do you know that it is Love? I wish I could tell them, there is nothing else, but Love! But then I know they would look at me with a weird look in their eyes which says, I have heard many stupid answers before, but this is an original. Disappointed, I resign and explain, like I would to a child, what love feels like. India is a place, dominated by a crazy culture called 'Bollywood'. Its amazing to see the impact it has on one and all. If anyone should ask me, what rules India, I would like the answer to be Bollywood. Life, including politics, takes inspiration from this Industry. Then why shouldn't Love? Imagine the dreamy eyed Shahrukh Khan on a basketball field, looking love struck and telling the kid, Pyaar sirf ek baar hota hai. The impact this dialogue had on the audience was phenomenal! I can't se

Long time ago when man lived in caves, they often wondered if it was by magic that the voice echoed in the darkness of the cold barren caves. Evolution, as the scientists say, started in these dark barren caves, where cave men evolved to become the more civilized human race. But still the mystery continued. The mystery of sound! Man continued to be bewildered by Nature. And this kept him busy. He tried to figure out ways to improve his life. Life as we know it today, owes its gratitude to many known and unknown faces. If it were not for people like James Clerk Maxwell or for Heinrich Hertz we would have never stopped being awe struck by sound. Ever since they figured out electromagnetic waves the world took another leap at technology. It was a small step for these scientists and a huge leap for Radio. Wireless communications helped bond boundaries and bring people closer. But confusion begins every time a teacher asks her student, “Who invented Radio?” The answer never surprises anybod

I dream of a day, warm and bright. When I would stretch my wings and fly, the open skies of Joy! For now I crawl the muddy earth, in search of nector I am worth. On stones I thread, stems I climb, yet slowly and steadily, I crawl along. Life is never as easy as it looks, even the most beautiful things are tested and shook. I stop now and look at the flowing brook, over which I dream to fly one day. Tired, I rest in my cacoon, by the Great Oak tree, now sure of the dream of flying free! As time passes by, I feel peace and calm. I feel the journey has just begun. A voice whispers, The test of time has only made you strong! The dream I lived in for so long, is now coming to me in a song. Warm and bright the sun comes along, on the day I bid my cacoon so long. Warily I stretch my wings of blue, with rings of golden fawn. I know I am ready, confident and bold, to fly the free till I grow old. Its time now to be my destiny, to seek the nector of life! Atlast, I soar the joyous skies, Feelin

Huge metallic birds in the Cobalt skies, fly around with out fear. The grey buildings of cement, stand high like proud soldiers. The sound of the city, honking and screeching, make up the world we live in. A cold scary world, barren of warm golden sunsets, or the music of the wild, or the pride of the trees, or the promise of a better tomorrow! We are instruments, that can change anything or destroy everything. "Man", we say, "an evolved species". Evolved? I wonder. 'Creator of Science!' 'In the name of Science!' Alas, we need no further explaination, on this path of destruction! The trees lose their pride, the tides come high! The Sun shines brightly through the Ozone less skies! One by one, the magical creatures disappear! And agian I wonder, Man an evolved species? The Earth is sucked of its Life. Is the Man dumb, deaf or blind? Can't he see the mother die? Or can't he hear her cry? Still he stays mum, as if without a choice, and lets the

Feelings of love deep within my soul, Lines that cannot be erased. Time and time again, the past comes back to haunt the present. The Soul has lost its Love! The mind tries to forget, the memories that cannot be erased. The heart tries to fill the emptiness, with frivolous thoughts. The memories now burnt into the depths of my being, scars my soul for eons to come. Will I ever love another? I will! Once again the scars snarl at me, at my attempt to love again. 'My soul will find its strength, slowly yet steadily' , I tell myself. The light seems to return, yet the scars burn like fresh wounds. 'The Soul has lost its Love!', It says. I smile, because I know, through all this snaring and burning, my Soul is finally beginning to see its Light!

It is truly a feeling of Bliss...a kind of a bliss that is so divine. The touch of the skin, the pulling and rubbing...nerves tingling! The wait is over, the moment is now. And you want the pressure to rise, the pleasure to rise. The throbbing temples lets the blood rush through us, and yet the tingling sensations remains at the back of our neck. The warmth of the movement, the sensation that sweeps over us, the muscles relax and then tense again, but the Bliss continues. Harder the finger dig into your hair, more and more we want this feeling of bliss. And then at last after 30mins of what seemed never ending, comes to a stop. Ah! the dizzying feeling. You never want it to stop. But the a head massage can only last that long. It takes away the week's stress. Ah! the Bliss. Reluctantly, we go back to feeling stressed and overworked. But the dream of encountering the bliss again the next weekend, keeps us relaxed :) What were you thinking?

The smell of rain on mud, the pitter patter of rain on a tin roof, the small paper boats that children play with, the cool breeze that feels like feathers tickling you softly, the wetness of the raindrops on your face...these are precious moments in our life! When we feel tired, we want to feel the warmth of a bed or the company of a book or the pleasant view of the Ocean. There are times when we just want to BE and listen to our favourite songs, or play around with colours, or sit on a sea shore and let the waves lap our feet, asking us to relax. When things don't go as we planned, we feel frustrated, rejected and loose hope on all things. But many a times we forget the fact that we give up just before we arrive. We don't read the signs and we hurry past life. What makes life are the small moments of joy, like the toothless smile of a 70 yr old, the sudden gust of breeze that makes your umbrella fly, the light in the eyes of a child with a secret, and waking up to the chirping

You are my Butterfly ...is a song sung by Crazy Town. But I am not writing this post to tell you about how wonderful the song is, but what wonderful memories it conjures up in my mind. This is a song that probably 6years ago every young soul was rocking too. I was no different. I was enjoying the best years off my life - College! I was in an all girls convent college, but I am not complaining because I have made memories and friends that would last me a lifetime. It was the time I first fell in love, put on eye makeup, went out pubbing, and realized I could write (my poems were published in the College Mag). Life was good. I was having a ball. I made two good friends. We bunked classes together, we danced in the canteen together to beat of FIVE, we went to RSI parties, we bitched about classmates together, and the best thing of all, we shopped together. Then we decided to do something crazy...we decided to Gate Crash! There was a party that one of my classmates had told me about. She

What is it about life that one goes in search of? Is it love? Is it wholeness? Is it family? Or an un-ending sense of loneliness? When we arrive, we forget why we have made the journey. We wish we could go back to that safe place somewhere in the light, from where we were sent to learn about a mundane existence, called Life! But once we know that we can not go back home until we have learnt our lessons, we gear up to go ahead with Life. We may struggle at first in a world which is so alien to us. We may feel strange feelings with our new found senses. We touch, feel, taste, hear and see a world which has lost the meaning of its existence. Still we don't lose hope. With Faith in our hearts we try to bring about change. Forgetting that the only thing that is constant is Change! Then the Big Question hits us! "What am I here to do? Where am I heading?" We grovel in these unanswerable questions. This is when a little voice inside of us tells us that to find the answers we nee

When we look into a stranger's eyes, we connect through a magical thread. The course of our life we live, maybe affected forever. Our entire being will begin to crave for their presence. We begin to feel a magical atmosphere all around us. Sometimes we may feel that our existence is at stake without their presence. Not knowing how these feelings have suddenly sprouted within us, we follow the magical feeling it exhuberates. This is when it all begins. The confusion so profound, that we are dazzed and dazzeled by its lustre! But without knowing our inner divine, neither can we live nor die. For our Spirit is confounded by the depths of human emotions. We are blinded by mundane things all around us. But when we look close enough we can see that, what we actually see, touch, feel, is not real. When this magical feeling comes over us, nothing else makes sense. It is then that we really beging to see the real world. It is then we realise that what is real is within us...our Soul! The sp

This Is What Happens If You Don't Listen! Another morning, another day! The sun rises lazily from the sleepy horizon. I am ready today. I’ll not be disappointed. The traffic is still beginning to wake up. As I drift through the beach road, I think, these people are so conscious about themselves. They’ll do anything to keep fit. Yawn! As I cruise the roads I see many people. Some very smartly dressed going to offices and colleges. I see street vendors. They are very rare cases, I think to myself. Its just 8:00 am. The sun is up and bright in the sky. Red, Orange and Green! I see the signal lights. They excite me! Especially the Red Signal!! Vroom vroom…zoom…Ah, finally the traffic is coming alive!! The sound of the traffic runs through me like music. Just then I hear a nerve wrenching screech! Yes, that’s it. Excitedly I turn around to see who that was. Is he dead? Is he alive? I rush to the scene, thrilled to see what happened! There was a lot of crowd. But the guy, on a two wheele

I am the one who you would call Xcentric...i am the one who can paint your dreams and can also make them come true. I am the force of nature but i am no God. I am the energy that flows all around you. I am a believer of Life!