To a terrorist,from a sister

Hi,how are you ?Had always wanted to write to you.Though I know it is going to be a one sided communication.Actually there are a few things that I always wanted to ask you,though I know you have much important things to do than reading my downright stupid and immature letter.You have a cause to fight for.You are aiming for heaven.I know you kill people(mostly people like me)because you have learnt from someone that it will lead you to heaven.Well I am not very religious,don't really believe in "life after death" and stuff.But I know a thing or two about heaven :there all are treated as equals,there is no religion in heaven.So, then how can you go to heaven ?

There is thing about you that always intrigues me.I had always wanted to ask you this question "Did you always want to be a terrorist".Wasn't there a time when you also had emotions,you loved simpler things,did not understand religion.was'nt there a time when you cried?There must have been a time when you must have felt bad when you accidently crushed a tiny ant under your feet.When you loved sleeping in your mother's lap,listening to her lullabies,dreaming of fairies?There must have been a time when you loved poetry.Listened to songs.There must have been a time when you fell for a girl spent your days thinking of her all the time?Wasn't life much more simpler than what it is now ?There must have been a time when you had looked at someone and judged him by the way he looked or walked or talked and hadn't thought about his religion or made plans to kill him.I am sure you have had days like that.And I am sure that those were the days when you worshipped your God with love and respect and not with fear and desperation.Having said all that I believe you would someday take a minute or two out of your busy schedule and see this letter of mine and give it a thought.
Will wait till that day.

Take Care

My first poem

Once upon a time

In a faraway land

Lived a girl

Happy as d isle

Who longed to love

And loved to smile

Then she met him

A boy named Sky

Who,they say, was born to fly

Sparks flew,and then she knew

That she was meant for him

But soon he had to go

to a place where he'd make his dreams come true

And the girl named Isle

Lost her smile

She wrote him letters many a few

And he wrote back

Saying that he missed her too

Time flew,and then they knew

That there is more to it

Than meets the eye

They tried their best to make it work

But alas!It couldn't stand the test of time

And so in the midst of chasing their dreams

They had to wave each other goodbye

This is the story of the boy,who,they say,was born to fly

And the girl,well she was meant to write

And here she sits and wonders how time flies by

And about the boy named Sky

Thank you .:)

It is a wonder how a perfect stranger can become so special to you that you are willing to devote each and every second thinking about him,you are even tricked into spending so many sleepless and sometimes tearful nights coming to terms with the fact that he has become a part of your life without him knowing anything about it.This is what happens when you pour your heart out to a stranger.But even that is not the cause for alarm.It all starts when you give him a part of it and with that you open that door for him which you never knew existed. Well that's love for you.But if you ask me,a feeling as strong and eternal as this ,that makes you a vagabond of sorts should not be constrained by the boundaries of mere alphabets.The feeling is transcendental.So,yes I have fallen in love and the guy I love knows nothing about it.Its not like i have not fallen in love before but this time its different.My love for him has changed many things,has made many walls come down,has freed me from the chains of pain and heartbreak.And most of all,he has made believe that the world is full of love .After my first relationship ended on a bad note I thought that I was incapable of finding love again and dreaded being doomed to live alone for the rest of my life.But Oh! Boy, how easily you made all those nightmares go away.You have made me believe that love exists in me .You have given me the strength to love beyond reason.I dont know if you will ever come to know about it but this is my way of thanking you for being my Messiah.

I love you.

Archi learns to blog: Spatchcock

Archi learns to blog: Spatchcock

Spatchcock

There are times when you get so entangled in the cobwebs of gloom that you get used to that sinking feeling.Its like someone has pushed you from a mountain and though at first you were crying desperately for help, you start loving the sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach ,you enjoy the wind taking control of you ,taking you to your ultimate salvation.And then the phone beeps ,the alarm goes off,and you realise you are sitting at your desk surrounded by piles of paper ....

Fairer than fairytales

Ramona sipped her black espresso and checked her reflection for the 10th time .The blackness of the coffee intimidated her .She then threw a cursory glance at her turquoise dress which was complementing her olive complexion quite well. Outside the world was looking really endearing, as it was the Valentine’s Day. The city was looking picturesque and it seemed the people were completely bewitched by Cupid’s charm.
She was really early for the date, quite unusual for someone who kept her friends waiting for hours; she hated make-up but was really fastidious about her skin-care regimen. She was growing more and more irritated as time passed by and contemplated leaving this crazy idea at once, but something( I think it was cupid’s sweet little messengers) egged her to stay. Maybe he was the one for her. Love had never been a very pleasant feeling for her; she had just been dumped by a vegetable of a boyfriend. After 10 years of being seriously committed to him, being with him through thick and thin, he dumped her for greener pastures. Strangely she was not at all feeling bad about it ; she felt like she had been in a deep slumber for the past 10 years and only now she woke up to see the real life. It was then that the feeling of falling in love again with the ‘one’ started materializing in her. Once again she went back to the enchanted world of fairytale stories, Mills and Boons and all sorts of unreal love stories. She wanted to know love, to feel it, to be acknowledged by it, she wanted love to love her back.
The blind date was set up by a very close friend of hers and though she repeatedly refused her proposal, her heart dreamed of candle light dinner, long walks under the moonlit sky every time she thought about the prospect of meeting him. He was her friend’s cousin, was good looking, working as a copywriter. Ramona felt an uncanny similarity in their worlds. So, finally the matchmaking was approved by her a week before the Valentine’s .Before meeting him, she wanted to hear him on the phone and she had heard him, they had talked for an hour, talking on all sorts of topics ranging from advertising to one night stands! It was the first time that she could connect to someone in a matter of a few minutes and she was completely smitten by his deep baritone and she could tell by the happiness in his voice that he had liked her too. Now she just had to meet him to know if he was the one her heart was longing for, if he was the prince in the shining armor, who would take her away from all the sorrows and pain, into a world she had only dreamed of.

She wanted to look her best that day, and for that she had gone on a crazy shopping spree with her friends, following which her friends vowed never to go shopping with her. In the days that remained between their rendezvous, she often thought about how would it be to see him in person, would he be as charming as he was on the phone, would he fancy her? How would it be to kiss the man who had sounded so irresistible on the phone? Was he thinking about her the same way as she was ,or it was just another date for him, She could not tell, as for her she could not help thinking about him

She took one last sip of her espresso and looked at her watch, it was half past eight and still no sign of him, she tried being calm and composed, maybe he was stuck in traffic or maybe he must be busy working, copywriters , he had called her in the afternoon and they had decided to meet at 8 at the Landsdown Barista, and now she had been waiting for the last 30 minutes, and there was no sign of him .So, this is it, she thought, She had been fooled again. Just that this time, she had not been expecting it. Just when she was about to leave, she saw a man in his twenties entering the bistro. He looked sheepish yet that somehow managed to accentuate the beauty of his perfectly handsome face .Yes he was really good looking, he was tall, dark and handsome ,They did not make boys like this very often, do they and even if they do they are always off-limits for us commoners ;she said to herself. Ah! Yes I forgot to tell you, this girl has a peculiar habit of having endless conversations in mind with herself. So, anyway she saw him calling someone and her phone rang. He looked at her; she looked at him with her eyes wide open, her lips forming a perfect “o”. His face broke into a sheepish smile, making it all the more enticing, he was coming to her.

Somewhere far away from where the mortals live, amidst the clouds and the stars, where the Gods dwell, Cupid smiled a numinous smile.

Its a wonderful life

So I turned 21 tonight.Another Birthday gone.sigh!Though I love waiting for my birthdays,only that they get over in a jiffy,you don't even realize how the day passes.I had a great Birthday like always ,but today was special.I almost became a graduate(almost because I am waiting my final sems result).So,this birthday was more fun.This birthday was in many ways a turning point in my life.It made me look back and ponder over my past and I realized that we don't need fat,intellectual books to understand life.Life itelf teaches us so many things about itself.Every memory that we have is a lesson in its own way.And I have learnt so much from life.So on this 21st Birthday of mine,I would like to thank Life in all its manifestations,for letting me be a part of this wonderful journey .For letting me be a part of this magnificent world .And I promise you that I will make the best possible use of this beautiful gift.