The Sunset

I see the beautiful yellow sky that touches the window,
Making the yellow lights fall on the floor
I can almost feel that I am touching the sky
I can almost feel that the light falling on me
I can almost feel like I am flying
I can almost feel like a friend on the other end of the horizon
Looking at the curtain of this yellow light, blinded by the glow
I can almost see the hand reaching me
I can almost see the smiling face in the clouds there
When this curtain falls, will I still be looking
Will I still be searching for the face in the clouds?
Or with the fainting light, will the smile merge in me?
That's the end of yet another day almost
That's the beginning of another hope, to see the face
And to read the smile and hear the sing that rings somewhere in the distant plane?

At Kotla

Another experience at the stadium and yes we are talking cricket! And this time it was the Feroz Shah Kotla stadium. On a hot summer day, we went out to watch the Aus-India match and though there was no great game played, it was fun all the same! Fun because I started with supporting Australia, wore an Australian cricket hat and my friend outplayed me by wearing a green and gold Australian t-shirt! It was also fun because I won a bet, the bet being Sachin's century and I somehow knew it was not happening!  It was also fun when Dhoni got out and we clapped and the people around stared at us. Probably they thought we didn't understand cricket and was there for the fun of it. My friends teased me that I would get bashed for wearing an Aussie hat and cheering for Australia. But normal is boring you see and I am no fan of this current Indian team.


But all the same it was a treat to watch Sachin's entry, the crowd going mad and proving that he is India's favourite even when he's on the verge of his retirement.


I wish they had allowed a camera to capture more of these moments!!! I am definitely happy that I got an opportunity to be there and yes dear Universe thank you!!!

Dreams and Faces

I held on to that dream a little longer today
And I saw a face from the past
Somewhat known, somewhat unknown, some common connect
And there was this familiar talk, there was a bond to happen...when morning happened....


The next time I dream, I wish I hold on to it a little longer
To see that face, to read those eyes!!!

When I will be gone

Somedays I think it will be it will be
Somedays I think the end will be near
Somedays that brings me a tear
Why o why should I grieve my own loss
Is it an unfulfilled dream or is it a false belief that I will be missed?