It's not like am full of passion and all but i have my moments. If i am a romantic, it does not mean i show all that i feel, i believe a warm gaze on my face will tell every soul what i feel; ah i am an open book.
Whatever i say i will at least admit the lines above are full of crap and all that one sees by a single gaze is absolutely irrelevant. Perhaps a second gaze then! oh whom am i kidding, when the fairer sex is considered no matter how many times gaze you'll grasp but only one thing- surprise.
If you are fortunate a meaningful slip of tongue will be discarded as humor and if not a complete serious discussion of sorts will be held against you in one of her majesty's court operating out of her brain.
And while this all is getting buffered you will find your self looking at her like dog waiting for a punishment that you will realise later is totally a sham rather it's recipient should be the one who is actually reading your sentence. Whilst you realise this, darkness would have engulfed everything but your already dumb brain will still look out for reason and jeopardise your position even more. This is the best time for the dog to get to sleep but how can he sleep, discussion is beyond reason, punishment will cross your mind and all you could do in this time is to think why do i have to run after that very bone even when its old and hard, but here comes the twist as later you will realise perhaps this is the only bone left for you and panic will surface again calling for desperate measures, phone in your hand, number speed dialled only to realise that either the other line is not responding or perhaps in a deep sound sleep.
It's tricky but your gut tells you its the latter as that is the only way you could go to sleep and so adios i go to sleep
until next time !
Friday, April 29, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Just another thought
Often I ask myself, why do some people ignore that is obvious.
I overheard some people talking in the lobby of a hotel I was staying in, they were discussing about some party they had to go in the evening. There a particular girl was looking very oblivious, very calm from outside but I could tell she was crying inside. She was sad. Apparently her friends did not share my belief. They were constantly forcing her to go along with them that night, but I knew well, all she needed that moment was a tight hug from a close someone and just a few consoling words. But they all missed the depth of sadness in her eyes, all of them looked at her but I am afraid none of them registered the acute pain in her eyes.
Next morning, I found the same pair of eyes with twinkle in them filled with joy, on the first page of the morning paper. Irony here was that this beaming picture of the young lady was marking her tragic fate. In the lines below the picture was described that she committed suicide at 4pm last evening which was I think just an hour after I saw her in the lobby.
Till this day I regret not going to her and trying to help her. But again I think whether she would have accepted my help? This makes me think how her friends were unable to see what I saw in just a glimpse of her. She could have been saved if her friends had paid a little more attention towards her. How big a difference they could have made by observing just a little more?
This is a problem with most of us today; we tend to have become too careless and carefree. We do not acknowledge obvious changes but dig for that which is irrelevant. If we pay due attention to everything we see, if we go on till the last detail we could help avoid such incidents, our friends and family deserve this from us.
I overheard some people talking in the lobby of a hotel I was staying in, they were discussing about some party they had to go in the evening. There a particular girl was looking very oblivious, very calm from outside but I could tell she was crying inside. She was sad. Apparently her friends did not share my belief. They were constantly forcing her to go along with them that night, but I knew well, all she needed that moment was a tight hug from a close someone and just a few consoling words. But they all missed the depth of sadness in her eyes, all of them looked at her but I am afraid none of them registered the acute pain in her eyes.
Next morning, I found the same pair of eyes with twinkle in them filled with joy, on the first page of the morning paper. Irony here was that this beaming picture of the young lady was marking her tragic fate. In the lines below the picture was described that she committed suicide at 4pm last evening which was I think just an hour after I saw her in the lobby.
Till this day I regret not going to her and trying to help her. But again I think whether she would have accepted my help? This makes me think how her friends were unable to see what I saw in just a glimpse of her. She could have been saved if her friends had paid a little more attention towards her. How big a difference they could have made by observing just a little more?
This is a problem with most of us today; we tend to have become too careless and carefree. We do not acknowledge obvious changes but dig for that which is irrelevant. If we pay due attention to everything we see, if we go on till the last detail we could help avoid such incidents, our friends and family deserve this from us.