something would be outta nothing

A thousand tears! A zillion reasons to wrench in pain, feel the virus of self-pity corrode the guts out of you. The big bad world against the self, like a serpent from the fairy tales coiling eternally, strangling out the spirits and hope.
Life is a pot boiler of strange portions that seem to easily stimulate the tear glands, the lachrymal glands, as they are biologically called!
Cynical, irritating, complaining, sad, dejected, loud, impatient, volatile, negative, heavy, aged, enlightened… somehow a lot of laurels can be heaped!
Life and times might not be like the J curve of economics, it might not have a positive gradient also but then heck! It’s the very moment that we seem to miss so easily in the craving for the future and the scare of the past. What we have is here and now…

With a wad of bus-tickets, conductor I would
The bath-tub on sofa, bus-driver with a hoot!

Ten paisa and twenty would contribute to buy
Rubber balls for cricket, paper kites to fly

The pet birds… verandah, my little aquarium-
Rhythm less on tabla, the polished harmonium

Illustrated classics, Oliver and Finn
Art classes on Saturday, then Charlie Chaplin

Stories of yore, the dreamy eyed boy
Chocolates and toffees, those ultimate joy

Scooter ride with dad, riding ‘long fast
The road-side sugarcane, in the summers be must!

Friends all so many… man! scream and shout
Roller-coaster of life… just all round-about!

2007 gave a lot erased a lot. The ledgers of life don’t seem worth a hair-splitting analysis. In the principle of duality, the joy gives birth to pain… the light gives birth to shadow- might be vice versa but should that matter? The hen or the egg dilemma? The existence matters and so I guess 008 would be the new bond!
The effort to live for the present; the effort to etch a smile and not shade the grumpy sketch of a burdened face. The effort to modulate, the effort to focus. The effort to honor and appreciate what all is there.
A little bit of honesty and a little less of hunger… maybe there is madness, a joy in the surroundings that are shy to reveal themselves in front of the lofty dreams and missions we have. Let’s play that hide ‘n seek for a change! Lets try to forgive and forget and not be in the prisoner’s dilemma of a game theory situation! Let words, music, actions and motions fortify the basement of life’s pyramid.
There is nothing to evaluate against, nothing to compare and lose… there is just the moment, the flash… and a desire to click a brilliant picture on the reels of time.
Stars do fall unnoticed-
Tare Zameen par-
A patient search found
Tare Zameen par-
A bundle of joy, this realization
Tare Zameen par-
The countless dimensions radiate
Tare Zameen par-
The innocent happiness generate-
Wohi… Tare Zameen par-

Kho naa jaye yeh… Tare Zameen par…