Sunday, February 24, 2013

Marine Drive



I can think of nothing that has changed during the last eight years of my visits to Marine Drive. The lengthy 4,300 mts pavement, the tall buildings standing with pride, the series of street lights perfectly in line to form a necklace, people jogging on the side walk, some casually sitting on the edge of the concrete, couples romancing while watching the sun take a slow dip in the water, loners dispersing their thoughts in the ocean. It has always been the same.
I can’t recall my reaction when I first came to Marine Drive. It must be mesmerizing to see the charm of this secluded and yet most attractive part of the city. Although, I have been here over a hundred times now, but it amazes me every time when I watch the astonishing view standing on the top of the platform. The intensity of this fast paced city appears to slow down as you listen to the sound of waves hitting the rocks. It lets you free your thoughts. 
I wonder, if there is any aspect of my life that I haven't thought of, sitting here on this pavement? A more comforting friend, the sea, than many friends that I have met here on Marine Drive. Probably, because it has patiently listened and absorbed all my thoughts. My well wishers might have given me better suggestions but none gave me the power to accept the uncertainly of life, as the sea. It guaranteed me that even in the worst of times, it will be here, at the very same place, and absorb my trauma with the same patience.
But today is not one of those days. Today, I will take a long lousy walk, grab a drink and watch the gorgeous necklace as it twinkles fearlessly into the night.

Friday, February 15, 2013

Life @ room no. # 203


The wall had words scrubbed
Posters covered the dark
Rock-bands, mountains, celebrities
And sometime Indian gods

A table always dusty
Books untouched for long
Linux / windows on the Intel PC
As we wished to install

Videos, movies and games
Unusual genre of songs
Singing verses after verses
Missing her all night long

Voices of laughter
Serious discussion on math
Never ending arguments
To be continued over yahoo chat

But with the exams overhead
Our bond became stonger
Fearful faces asking each other
Can you stay little longer?

The room had a green veiw
With friends as neighbour
It knew us inside out
It knew us better

We lived a dream
An imaginary world of our own
A garden enriched with friendship
Trees of tresure we’ve grown

The bonds that we have made
And the achievements that we laid
Might not last long,
But these incredible memories
Will stay with us like a beautiful song