Friday, September 19, 2008


Being careful is very important! Everywhere.

Better be over-precautious than wind up making some mistake you will always regret.

But then CAN everyone be careful? And doesn't the stress of it affect our living sometimes?

Can't there be some guidelines to be followed for it?

Wednesday, September 17, 2008


This comes a bit late but didn't know what to write about this subject yet couldn't leave it either.
The point is, we don't really know how to react. Only those who are directly affected know what they have lost. And some are not even alive to know that anymore. And they were innocent bystanders. With friends. With families. With work. With dreams and wishes. With a reason to celebrate and shop in this case. And suddenly it's doomsday. And so on for their families also because family is also a living unit and each part is connected to other parts. Yes time heals everything. I still don't understand how but I have to believe that it does. But questions aren't wounds to be healed. I mean who can answer the "whys"?

No, terrorism doesn't really create "terror" anymore. People don't really get scared. They take part in the drama. They sypathise. And they move on. Except a few who probably can never. So what's the purpose? Why don't they ever go and kill the people who do affect them? And why don't they go and kill the devil inside themselves?

Ok, I know it's wistful thinking.sigh.

Thursday, September 04, 2008

What who where when why?

What would you do,
If time was more and tasks few?
If you got bored someday out of the blue?
If all days were old and nothing was new?

What would you say,
If after long to God you would pray?
If you had wasted many a day,
If you felt as if left you had gone astray?

Who would you hold,
If in public you could kiss?
If to hug loved ones you were enough bold?
If you could choose between another miss and bliss?

Where would you go?
If you didn't want to go with the flow?
If the way to your heart you didn't know?
If you had to risk all to glow?

Where would you look?
If you felt even in yourself a slight crook?
If there were no answers in any book?
If your inadequacies even loved one wouldn't brook?

When would you get up?
If everyone saw you drop?
If you could still relax with a bed and a tea cup?
If you could choose when to move on and when to stop?

Yet,why wouldn't you live,
If your heart is still positive?
If you still feel you have something to give?
If someone still finds your smile curative?