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Wednesday, August 6, 2008

4th dimension

Today I experienced how it is like to be in fourth dimension.(I have read somewhere that there exists seven dimensions in this universe and that we live in third dimension.God,they say(if at all he exists..) stays in seventh dimension.) Its a dimension where past, present and future exists in the same plane.I was moving as per my wish and I could freeze my time in any plane. Those beautiful moments of my past,the present at its best and those moments which may not be possible in real were envisioned before my eyes.I was right there in everywhere and in everything.I was lost in glory..that ecstacy and that euphoric state,that jubiliant delight,that contentment...I was merged in time ,transported into the rapture... just then,
Someone from the third dimension woke me up.Huh these humans....

Tuesday, August 5, 2008


Can someone hear?

at the height of my voice,I scream..

Here i am,me,since seventy eight,

alas!there is no one who can show me some light..

In the vastness of this world ,am a tiny atom lost..

I rushed and rambled and somewhere lost in the past.

I question about my integrity..

restlesness,helplessness and lonelines ..this is all i found as my identity..

I came all the way here in my life to lose the precious gift I have got,

coz this is what is left in my life's plot..

Am left between two paths to take,

but nowhere can i find the traces of the choice I want to make..

Can someone help me find the lost track..

How good it would have been ,if all this were happened in a time crack..

I will be left only with dreams unfulfilled,oh me! when is all this going to end?

Sunday, August 3, 2008

I AM....

A stain I am...
A stain,dark and hard,
a stain that cant be ward,
thick and tangled as life,
a life filled with strife.
But it also showers light
on the beauty of white..
Am apebble...
A pebble that disturbs a spring,
which lies in silence as still,
a pebble thrown with a fling,
up from a mountain hill. It creates a ripple,
unwanted,yet may appeal.
Am a broken string...
A string which could have given a good tune,
had it been placed right.
Now it's only faint and swoon,
cos it was not weaved tight...
it's song now,a cacophony,
yet can make appreciate a symphony.
Am a pomegranate,
A fruit bitter in taste,
but as they say,patience pays...
A fruit though difficult to eat,
the juice can still be sweet.
but it can be a vain,
cos it can also Stain..


I want to run,run and run,
I know this cant be fun.
Am left here all alone.
Nothing here feels my own,
a fact I cant shun..
This boredom makes me churn,
with all of my hopes undone..
what else can I do but moan,
my future well known,
making me depression prone.
still I have to move on with a smile worn..


"I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts, or fears.
But I can listen to you, and together we will search for answers.
I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.
I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.
Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.
Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,and help you when you ask.
I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship, from your values, from me.
I can only talk to you and wait for you.
I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can try to give you the room to change, room to grow,room to be yourself.
I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the piecesand put them back in place.
I can't tell you who you are.I can only love you and be your friend. "
--written by some anonymous writer.loved it,so placing it here with slight modifications.:)