Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Nothing twice

Nothing can ever happen twice.
In consequence, the sorry fact is
that we arrive her improvised
and leave without a chance to practice.

Even if there is no one dumber,
if you're the planet's biggest dunce,
you can't repeat the class in summer:
this course is only offered once.

No day copies yesterday,
no two nights will teach what bliss is
in precisely the same way,
with exactly the same kisses.

One day, perhaps, some idle tongue
mentions your name by accident:
I feel as if a rose were flung
into the room all hue and scent.

The next day, though you're here with me,
I can't help looking at the clock:
A rose? A rose? What could that be?
Is it a flower or a rock?

Why do we treat the fleeting day
with so much needless fear and sorrow?
It's in it nature not to stay:
Today is always gone tomorrow.

With smiles and kisses, we prefer
to seek accord beneath our star,
although we're different we concur
just as two drops of water are.

- Wislawa Szymbroska

Sunday, March 19, 2006

The best proof of love is trust

According to this quote by Joyce brothers, is trust the best proof or only proof of love. If so, then what happens if love exists but the trust is wavery at best? is it not love then? will trust never exist? ..... questions to which I might never have answers.

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

khalbali

hone hone de nasha
khone khone ko hai kya -
ek saans mein pee ja zara zindagi chadha
hai yeh toh ek jashan
tu thirakne de kadam
abhi saanson mein hai dam
abhi chalne de sitam

-RDB

my cocky young man

i fell in love with this overconfident kid almost 12 years ago.... he was cocky, sly, he believed he could conquer the world if he just snapped his fingers. He had this glint in his eyes, which told you to beware of what he might pull out of bag of mischief. The reason why i use the word "was" is because i now see him as an unsure person. A person who is scared of making mistakes, a person who is not so daring and a person who has mellowed down so much that he sometimes looks like a droopy little lap dog. I so hope and pray that he would once again become the fiery dragon i know him to be, the person people envied, the pride of the land and most of all the cocky little kid who was so sure of himself that he grabbed my hand so long ago in the middle of a lecture in school and knew that he would not be caught....

i so hope he does.