Now suddenly this rain....

There would be days, when it would pour without warnings. Halfway home, the sky goes from gray to almost black and a loud thunder accompanies the first few raindrops that fall. Standing under a patio thoughts and ideas pour through my awareness.

I wonder how happy feeling always leaves so fast, how the good times spent becomes everlasting memories, and then you try to find happiness in the minutest of things around, be it a sweet little conversation or greetings over phone, a long thread of comments on FB at midnight recreating your old age life, or be it a night well spent watching movie together and then the unexpected aftermath, the departure.After all it's all like rain, something you can't avoid.

I decided to stand under the patio and be soaked in these  memories and wait for the rain to stop, as i knew no matter how hard it seemed, it couldn't rain forever. At some point, I knew, it would come to an end.

Bengaluru - My New Destination

There are cities that offer mountains and forests, good looks, mall roads, sea beaches, pieces of concrete that leads nowhere, but this, is different. No matter how puzzled it seems at first sight, this city is not random. One-way roads to Mains and Cross - buses, lakes, to distant walks. Its madness is quixotic, its beauty is stern.

A Touch of Wind

She saw the wind playing with the trash, dancing upon the trees like a flame casting its magical spell. The wind drifted and stirred her hair, she felt it was a wind from another world trying to start a voiceless talk. She winked and the wind was gone to some unknown place, only to make her learn that the spaces it visited had their own things to say.

Wana take care of you!

(Mark was on his way to home for his wedding anniversary,Kate wrote this as a gift after speaking to him the same morning)

Mark,

I may not love you,but i wana take care of you,
You are big enough to make it in your world on your own..

The man within you may think ti's wrong..

I'll show you the care of a woman that knows no bounds,

To hold u close without holding you near

It's not a sign of weakness so let me be strong,

I wanna take care of you.

I'll carry the weight of your world on my shoulder,

In the prime of our years till time ticks us older..

I want to b the reason for your smile,

I want to hold u in between my arms of life,as..

I wanna take care of you.

I'll be your rope when that mountain's too steep,

Be your hope when the water's too deep..

I'll share my blanket when trouble winds turn colder.

I wanna take care of you

I'll be your canopy,in the scorching sunlight,

Will be your smile,when things don't turn right..

I'll swathe you with words,everytime u fall short of it,

I will always take care of u.

(Kate heard the news of Mark's death(car crash),and this is what she wrote)

It's not love it's so much more,
For once in my life I don't know what I am living for..
You may not be here but each bit has your presence,
Without you this world doesn't even make sense .

When the good Lord took you why didn't he took me too,
So that i could always be there with you..
You are far away ,but one thing I know is
I still wana take care of you

No matter how hard death tries,
It cant take away our memories..
Coz in the end my care is stronger than death,
I cudn't stop your death from happenning,
So how can your death stop me from caring.

You cudn't live your life to the fullest,
But I'll make sure I live each moment twice to make up for you..
Life and death may have drawn us apart,
But I promise my care will always be there for you.

From your loving wife
Kate

*this post is a complete piece of fiction,has nothing to do with someone living or dead*

Wish you all a crackling New year!! :)

Let them grow!!

From vacuous expressions,to lit up eyes

From earthy wishes to sky-high fives

From silent classes to chaotic bunch

From dearthy lunch to unpleasant crunch

From a noisy slum to a tranquil show

I have seen them grow

From child labour,to mute screams,

From scars unhealed,to strangled dreams

From tiny feet and burdened physique

I hope to see them grow

From childlike desires to aspirations gone by

From smoke in a dhaba to castles in the sky

From moments spent in vain and tears collected

I think they have grown

From despaired eyes to half held hands

From unsheltered roofs to ragged pants

From caliber hung to song unsung

I see them grow

From a to zee to nursery rhymes

From witty proposals to charming chimes

From talents loaned to skills finally honed

I see they have grown

From a lame student to being a mentor

From a gloomy silence to cheerful fervor

From blocked mind to outstreched arms

I have seen me grow

From a star lost in a night

From a bird frozen in mid-flight

From the horizon sailing out of sight

From a torch searching for some light

There is a lot in them to grow,

So please help them grow.

The theme of this post is not mine but the thoughts and words are completely mine.

And this post is dedicated to the underprivileged children i teach for an NGO.