A Song for my daughter....

Little one...when you come to this world..come with a fire in your belly and twinkle in your eye...
Its a cruel world...Its a magical world too...
there are elephants and there are mice in this world
there are nights under the stars..and then there are nights with nothing but the smell of tears on your pillow and empty beds...
But you are in my heart twinkling like a diamond on my finger
you are the courage in my heart
you are the blood and bone that will live on much beyond all these little tragedies of my life
My little one...its easy to forget..but never forget...you are the little piece of life that is greater than these large imposing powers around.
You are the little spark that is sharper than these defeated souls
Be Brave when you are here
Never loose your wonder my little one..you have generated that is the heart of a lost soul long before you came in this world...
I miss you little one...Come into this world for a great reason...
Come to meet your mother one day...

My Scars

These scars of these years that i have lived
blue black and some still GREEN
some day if i show them to you..will you shudder?
will you be able to see what had happened that day i fell?
the day i was struck by lightening?
i carry that pain in my little bag that i take along with me everywhere
these scars have made me what i am today
given me this xray vision
thats how i saw you..the real you behind that powerful cunning shape that you flaunt!
those scars that you hide all and cover and forget and get busy around
look at your scars and look at my scars
the real you and the real me
THESE SCARS THAT MAKE US WHAT WE ARE...
Will you see my scars one day?

THIS ONE BATTLE

This one battle...
This battle Against uncertainty...
against not knowing..
against not having been there all the bloody while when the decisions are made..
Everybody fights the same bloody battle
everybody wants to be focused...nobody likes being lost on the way...
nobody likes being on their own all the bloody while..
Nobody likes orders. Nobody likes being ordered around. Nobody likes being vulnerable...nobody likes waiting forever nobody waits forever..
Nobody likes being a nobody...
life makes nobodies out of us
then you look at life. you smirk...
you know its not going to be like this forever. you find your kingdom one day
these are the days of exile
the days of exile
these will be remembered as good days too
when you sit in your castle counting your pennies and your men
you will miss the days of being a mere nobody
when nobody on the street knew you
when you were free to sleep on the road
when you had all the blue sky to yourself
had the time to speak to every gulmohur on the road about this cruel indifferent world
this is the one battle that you will fight well
this is the battle you will win one day
this one battle that occupies your whole bloody life
this silly battle
this one battle that you and I fight today!
This one battle I am not loosing this time..
Do you hear me? Loud and clear? I am not loosing this time!
Not this on battle for this one time