Nature Boy

The sea rejoiced as it lashed the shore
It stared at him with a broad white grin
The clouds gathered for what lay in store
As the sky whispered to the sea at the horizon

It was today my friend that he was born....
The Nature boy....!Gaia’s Son.....!
Rise up, Get high!
Rock on...roll on J

There he was, upon a hill so high
With the prairie as his soul mate
As the nosy breeze nudged her by and by
She narrated the tale through the plumes

It was today my friend that he was born....
The Nature boy....!Gaia’s Son.....!
Rise up, Get high!
Rock on...roll on J

He travelled much in scapes mind and land
Carving legacies and bonding with friends
‘To peace out and pass out’, was his stand
The worldly contest felt outwitted in his plainess

It is today my friend that he was born....
The Nature boy....!Gaia’s Son.....!
Rise up, Get high!
Rock on...roll on J

The lass sulked as she never knew
What lay ahead which might seal her fate
She lay startled for he was one of the few
Whom Helen had asked out for a date!

On this day she realised that he was born and not made.....
“There are no coincidences....there is only destiny...” ,he said

(A special dedication to ma bro-zuzer on his badday.!!)

The Pursuit of ............

To be content with the outcome,
And not regret the loss in the process.
The dawn of the dream
Or the dream coming true?
To be loved unconditionally
Or to earnestly love?
To be awed by the beauty around you
Or to personify the beauty within you?
The labour that resulted in the win
Or the spectators’ elation to the victory?
In the spell of a vice
Or after escaping from its claws?
To give life
Or to save a life in trouble?
As a kid, to be amused by the mysteries you witness
Or as an old man, to be pleased to know it all?
What is true happiness?

The Grass is always Greener on the other side......

I stand by the shore, at the water I stare

Sinking deep into the sea, I crave for air

In the hot summers, a cold breeze I seek

In winters, I long for sun’s rays warm and meek

As a kid, I wish to be a man one day

As an old man, I wish as a kid I stay

As a loner, I dream of being a famous face

At the height of attention, I long for personal space

Noon, I long for the sun to yawn

Midnight, I sleep awaiting a new dawn

The grass is always greener on the other side

Cocktail Ride.!

A Journey from Delhi to Chennai (by train) is what I call ‘A Cocktail Ride’.

For a while, I found that there was a thin line between Weather and Climate!

From covering myself in FOUR layers of clothing (two jackets included) @ Delhi to wanting to emulate SALMAN KHAN @ Chennai........

From eternal coffee sipping to endless Ice cream licking!

Chilly Winter @ Delhi ; Heavy Downpour @ Nagpur; Hot Summer @ Chennai

From Thick Fog in AGRA to Thicker Smog in Chennai!

From Apples in Delhi to Oranges in Nagpur to Bananas down South (Fruits sold at stations)

Matha in Gwalior; Kheer-Puri in Jhansi ;Dal-Roti in Bhopal;Pulihora(Puliogare) in Vijayawada;Idli-Vadai in Chennai (The contrasts in the food I get to relish)

From Plains and Rivers ( North) to Plateaus and lakes(Central) to Hills and Seas(South) [The scenaries I got to see)

From Gods made of White marble to the Ones made of Black Stone!

Across Delhi,Rajasthan,UP,MP,Maharashtra,AP and Tamil Nadu

With a Delhiite who feels he buys cheaper and better quality fruits and grains than the place when they are grown! A Nagpuri who thinks only BJP can bring about the New World Order! A Hyderabadi who reads every paper that is printed in every language to find the state of his STATE! A Madrasi who believes more people are employed in Chennai than anywhere in the country (not even Delhi and Mumbai or Bangalore)!

After all that I had to endure...All I have left to say is ....

“IT HAPPENS ONLY IN INDIA”

Her!

Misty skies, lush canvas and the cool breeze lashing my face,

Her pristine beauty gaping at me through the window,

Beckoning me to come wander in her bounty,

Entices and coaxes my spirits to go

Alas, I never went

Have been toiling to stand on my feet all these years,

I dream of Her every day, But never got a chance to open my heart

To arouse myself and play in Her enormity

Today I stand prepared to walk

Sadly, I find myself alone

My people busy at work

Or letting their hollow souls rot in Sleep!

--SAJE