Month: September 2010

When can I start feeling for you?

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Be not afraid
for I shall not demand
you for answers
I shall not question
your entry into my world
for you cannot predict your own steps
nor shall I ask you
how
why
when
you started feeling for me
but I shall answer your question
how I let myself feel for you easily
why I let myself go
in a very short time –
there is no time frame
to start feeling for someone
or to fall in love
sometimes it takes a lifetime
sometimes it happens in a blink of an eye
I did not pre-plan our meeting
nor did I plan for you to feel for me
I couldn’t have known that if I felt the same
you would question my feelings
I was trying to sync with you
you gave me your hand
when I gave you mine
you withdrew yours
pardon my naive heart
it didn’t wait a lifetime but
in a blink of an eye
started feeling for you
be not afraid
for I shall not hang on
you shall be free

(I wrote this after a friend of mine told me about how a woman is expected not to like a man before he likes her and even after that, she should take time to feel for the man; how a man says ‘start’ and a relationship starts and when he says ‘stop’ it stops. This maybe subjective. I am not generalizing; just an experience of a friend.)

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The Outsider

http://photos.nuff-respec.com (Daniel Bulli)

I strolled the streets
lined with
stores
restaurants
in a faraway land
when I felt the tug
a small hand
stretched out to me
belonging to a bright face
with the prettiest smile
she took my hand
I held hers
we walked the streets
together
until she was driven
away from a store
I entered
ironical,
she belonged there
I was the outsider
hurriedly
I came out
she was gone
I strolled around
fate as people say
she found me
again
we held hands
strolled again
smiling at each other
(our common language)
we came to another store
she was shouted at and stopped at the door
she waited for me outside
but I was the outsider
we walked again
till we came to another store
the man gestured at her to stay outside
but I was the outsider
I gestured at the man
took her in with me
longingly she looked around
I bought her
packets of edibles
trivial tug at my purse
or my hand
she tugged my heart
with her smiles
and I was the outsider

Three-Thing-Tag + Band-Wagon-Tag

WordsWorthMillions tagged by .:Lest I Smite Thee:.

Three-Thing-Tag

Now for some just-for-fun tag games! If I tag you, you can choose to do one or both of these games. If you don’t have a blog, just post your answers by leaving comment.

3 places I would pack my travel bag for:
South Africa
Paris (to visit Louvre and see the Eiffel Tower)
Mount Everest

3 on-screen characters I like to watch:
Inspector Jacques Clouseau (The Pink Panther)
Jaguar Paw (Apocalypto)
Chiyo Sakamoto/Sayuri Nitta (Memoirs of a Geisha)

3 moods that describe me best:
hopeful
thoughtful (about many things)
empathetic

3 things I always think of doing on a weekend:
late nights with friends
sleep
visit my family

3 things from my childhood that I can’t forget:

The picture of ‘cute little John’ from the nursery rhyme book
my first tri-cycle my father bought me at the age of 3
birth of my younger siblings

3 things I would never say no to:
people who seek my help, opinion and suggestions
coffee
spending quality time with people

3 things I can’t live without:
justice
freedom
nature

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Band-Wagon-Tag

Why did you start blogging?
I started writing since I can remember. First it was childhood fantasies, next it was teenage romance, a young woman’s fairy tales and now it is an adult’s expression of the realities of life.

Initially, it started out as journal entries. It’s been just a year I started sharing my work under a pseudonym. Finally a friend talked me into blogging and created this blog for me.

If you could travel anywhere in the world with no restriction of costs, where would it be and why?
I would want to go to South Africa and see the wild life there; go on a safari, sleep in the bush under some dry trees and gaze at the stars and listen to the sound of the night. It is still a place where nature is as it is. I would want to go there to be close to nature (though our country, Bhutan, is one of the top ranked countries in nature conservation, South African will be a change.) If I am given a long stay, I would like to work there.

Another place would be Paris to see the Eiffel Tower and to visit Louvre to see the legacy of great artist; it’s been a lifelong dream.

I would like to go to the top of Mount Everest, sit up there, have a cup of coffee and look as far as my eyes can see; take some pictures too.

Did you have a teacher in school that had a great influence on your life? If so, what?
I had an Indian teacher when I was in lower grade. He was a terror and if we failed in his paper (his pass mark would be 15 marks more than the standard pass mark of the school,) he would cane us for the marks we failed to score. As much as he was a terror, he taught well and he was quite forthcoming, impartial and very bold in his conduct. I learned that it was okay to do the right thing even if people thought otherwise; that everyone is equal irrespective of one’s birth, family, wealth and appearance.

There was another teacher in my Jr High. I was good in English since my lower grade, but he taught me to write and use English in the right way. Some of his exercises are still vivid in my memories and they all had a big influence in helping me speak and write better English. He encouraged free thinking.

If you could spend the day with a famous person, who would it be and what would you do?
I would spend the day with Nelson Mandela. I would sit with him over a cup of coffee and discuss his autobiography, ‘A Long Walk to Freedom’, and also discuss his life; his acquaintance with some great people of his time. I would let him know he inspires me to be a better person. I would also learn some African words from him.

Another person I would like to meet would be the Dalai Lama. I would listen to his understanding of life, world and religion.

Among the dead, I would want to meet Adolf Hitler. I would discuss the World war with him; his life, family and I would like to ask him why he did what he did.

Toilet paper –over or under?
Hmmm…Funny but very important. Always has been over for me.

Name one thing in your life that you would do over if possible.
Every step I took in life, whether a success story or a failure, it shaped me into the person I am. Because of all the choices I made in life, the mistakes, the joys –made me a better person. If I undid anyone of those moments, I wouldn’t be blogging on WordPress nor would Christine have tagged me in this game. I have learned and I try not to live with regrets.

Tell about your pets – if any.
I had a dog when I was a kid. He was more of a family member than a pet. I would take him everywhere I went, and no one would dare do anything to him in my presence. He died in my absence and my mom didn’t tell me about it for a month. It broke my heart but I know he is in a better place.

Do you live in a small town or a large town?
I live in a small town going by the standard of the world, or we can call it a village for that matter but going by the standard of our country, I live in the second biggest town of our country. It’s a business hub and shares a porous border with India.

I tag the following friends to participate in one or both of these games by posting it to their blog or commenting to this post.

Penstar
PaSsu
Chase
PG
Kessy
Shyam
KarmaCW
Kiah
Launan
Read Between the Minds
Alienhippy’s Blog

Young Forever

Courtesy: PaSsu

Streaks of gray hair
the ever growing dark eye bags,
wrinkles at noticeable corners
the fattening abdomen
flabby thighs and arms
failing eye sights
never ceasing tiredness
and you delve into your heart
there lives a baby
who is just born
there lives a child
who is exploring the big world
there lives a teenager
who is lost in a world of fantasy and imagination
there lives a young adult
who takes a step into the world of reality
there lives an adult
who is cautious of the surrounding
there lives a middle aged person
who is growing wiser with the years
there lives an elderly person
who is wise but younger
filled with youthful endeavors
and the streaks of gray hair
the ever growing dark eye bags,
wrinkles at noticeable corners
the fattening abdomen
flabby thighs and arms
failing eye sights
never ceasing tiredness
disappears in reminiscence
holding hands
and walking fearlessly
into the future with
infant-hood
childhood
teenage
adulthood
middle age and
a vibrant person
ever strong and beautiful-
smiles back in the mirror