October Diaries- Post #9: Autumn is mine

Autumn, my love, must you be so beautiful?
They say Spring is the one to eye,
But Spring, I think, is over rated.
Autumn, there's nothing more lovely than change.
How slowly you move, swaying with the music of winter!
Yet your presence is felt, much stronger than seen.
Autumn, damn them who call you the harbinger of the shivers.
For you make me feel all warm on the inside.
Autumn, if time was mine to dictate, Spring would have to watch out.
Autumn, don't tell me you have to go, tell me something I don't already know.
For if there's one thing you've given me, its redemption, it's a will to be free.
No longer does the memory of summer hold me down,
No longer does the rain bring back the frown.
For Autumn is mine forever more.
Autumn, will travel, but will never really leave and go.

Embrace the Light

It's not about the light, it's about what it does to you.
It's not about how bright it is but rather that you can see
The light exists, and yet you live in the dark
It isn't about the silence, It's about what you hark.
Listen, don't just see.
The light heralds, the good in you and me.
Look, smile and acknowledge the way,
Kiss the light, thank it for your sight of day.
Let it in, let it touch your heart.
Light moves, let it be a part
Of your soul, that till this day was hidden
Behind the clouds of doubt and sin.
Redeem yourself, let the light in,
Be born again, light up within.
And lest the light comes to an end,
Don't think darkness is your soul's best friend.
For the darkness is but the absence of light.
It's nothing but the cause of our own fright.
But fill yourself up with an illumination of another kind
And watch how fear is bid good riddance by your mind.
And soon, the darkness under closed eyes
Will be more kind to you under all the world's skies.
For your heart shines, it outshines the best
And darkness will finally be put to the test!

Happy Diwali :)
Photo Credit: Siddhanth Manoj

October Diaries- Post #8: In the light of Forgiveness

Forgive yourself for the pain you put yourself through,
For unloving yourself when someone failed to love you,
For feeling small when the world tried to make you feel that way.
Forgive yourself for the path that you took by mistake,
For not knowing better when you expected yourself to,
For letting yourself down when you wanted to be the best.
Forgive yourself for hurting within and for hurting yourself some more,
For feeling ugly when they stopped calling you beautiful,
For blaming yourself for losing him, when he left of his own accord.
Forgive yourself for brooding and for sighing and for self pity.
Don't regret the time you spent redeeming yourself.
After a storm, take the time to recover, to rehabilitate and to restore.
Remember that the storm is never the end.
It's a second chance, pick up the pieces,
Discard the ones that weigh you down and put together those that make you whole.
And if a storm should come yet again,
It would have to think twice before trying to break you.
For forgiveness doesn't just heal, it empowers.

The Selfiecation

It all happened when someone turned the camera towards themselves instead of pointing it at the subject.
That was the beginning of a revolution.
Unfortunately, this revolution was not as big as the one yet to come.

When that person spun the camera around, little did he know what he was doing.
Of course his action resulted in the 'self portrait' but he didn't anticipate the 'Selfie'.

The beauty of this action was more than in just turning the camera around, it was in the fact that you did not know the result of your capture until you printed it.

The fun in the original Selfie lay also in the fact that it caught the 'you' that was originally beautiful and not the 'you' you considered beautiful.

Today, front cameras on phones (the bigger revolution) have eliminated the spontaneity of a Selfie. It has even allowed for editing a Selfie. The term suddenly doesn't describe the process anymore.
How about an Self-Editee?

The real 'you' has today turned into the 'you' that you want to show the world.

With the click of a few buttons you can change the color of your hair, the color of your skin, erase the blemishes, tint the pic, highlight your assets, hide your insecurities, purse your lips and voila: The Self-Editee!

The edit doesn't always happen via technology. The saddest part of the Selfie generation today is the pains taken to prepare for a Selfie, the make up, the dress up, the fake smiles, the poses!

It's was fun until someone took it too far, maybe to the top of a 12 floor building, maybe atop a railway line, maybe somewhere even more dangerous. The acknowledgement of a Selfie became more important than the purpose of taking the Selfie itself.

In the effort to create a Selfie, what happened to it's spontaneity?

October Diaries- Post #7: October Girl

October Girl, could you be more beautiful?
There are stars in your eyes and they are blue as the skies.
They sparkle like diamonds and shine like silver.
October girl, does your strength ever quiver?
Like the remains of the spring, you let the past leave within.
You remind me of the winds that blew,
Free. How freely you flew!
From October to November, to the months that were inevitable
October Girl, did the change of weather change your will?
You will to move from land to land,
You will to thread many a sand.
October Girl, I hate to break your spirit out there,
But it wont be October every where.
Don't let that break your heart, dear child.
This world is treacherous, and maybe wild
But you're made of October and all things nice,
So don't be afraid, dear little girl,
October is half way through,
But it's not the end of the world.

Dear Heart

Dear Heart,
Why must you suffer the pain of my wrong doing?
Others say you deserve to feel this way.
But how can I blame you for feeling the way you do.
A partner doesn't abandon.
I can't live without you and you can't without me.
Together we see through the best and the worst of times.
Dear heart, pain is temporary.
Tomorrow will be a happier day.
Or maybe it will be today.
But suffer no more old friend
For I have grown to understand you.
And you understand me.
Maybe the past helped us grow.
The future will be better.
No more is it me against you.
It's me and you against the world.
Come what may, I'm never leaving your side again.
You and I can conquer and achieve.
And with each other, there can be no one stronger.
O heart of mine, let me be foolish no more.
I've learnt a lesson thats for a lifetime:
Your own heart before any other,
Fall in love within before falling for another.

The Raging Storm

The words won't come when they must.
But for an idle mind, these thoughts, they lust.
They inhabit every corner and side,
Leaving no space for silence to abide.
There's a whirlwind, a form of a storm.
It's raging and you know where it's come from.
But no one should know what's beneath your skin.
No one would care for this Trojan-like betrayal from within.
You want to be free, but be in control,
You wanna see what you want, but won't take what may unfold.
You wanna have your way and walk it too,
But you'll have to have your cake and eat it too.
Your thoughts are spinning wildly in a mess,
You want to pen it down, but you fear you'll digress.
And you search high and low for a place to let go,
For a reason to break and a ground that won't shake,
And you climb the tallest mountains and you sail the deepest seas,
Thinking your happiness lies in places hard to reach.
When all of a sudden life stops you in the middle of no where
And you close your eyes and feel the air.
And you take it in and let the storm out.
You let it fill you with strength and it dissolves the doubt.
You've been everywhere but inside of yourself,
That's where you go now, that's where you delve.
And your strength is back as easy as that,
You just needed to stop the noise, turn the volume down flat.
And you're on your knees and the feeling is gone
You open your eyes....

The storm was you all along.

October Diaries- Post #6: The Other Side

She tip toed her way into a life
And then another and still one more.
And as she went she touched their souls
And gave them reason to live a lot more.
This girl, she thrived on her ability to love.
It drove people to love in turn.
And thus she never stopped this switching game,
Loving all she could was never enough.

One day she came upon this boy.
Ordinary, though, he seemed,
She loved him explicitly and found perfection in him.
For the fist time, she loved unexpectedly.
For the first time, she felt her love was returned
In the right measure that is for sure.
All her life, this was for what she had loved and yearned.

The boy gave her reason to love herself more than to love him.
And that probably did her more good than she'd think, for him, she could.
Until the day, so subtly, he left her alone
And went away for reasons untold.

Suddenly, the girl who went around changing everyone's lives,
Who had made a difference to lives one after the other,
Was experiencing change like it was a new tide.
Now, someone changed her, she stood on the other side.

October Diaries- Post #5: Best of both worlds

She changed the color of her hair
She changed the style of her attire
She got a piercing or maybe two
Then she moved away
She changed her name and her school
Her address was new and so were the people she knew
They asked her why this escapade
She said she had stopped loving herself because one had stopped loving her.
And she contemplated ceasing to live at all.
For what use is living without loving?
One day she realised she could fall in love again
She loves the girl back home.
For as long as that girl is loved by her, there shall be no reason to end this life.

October Diaries- Post #4: Take me by the hand

October skies, don't rain on me,
I've just gotten used to you and your ways.
Don't let a drops of rain fall any more,
Don't let the clouds gang on me any more.
It's alright if it's dull, that will do me some good.
But please don't take me back to the past I never understood.
Skies of hope, skies of mine,
There's a reason you left the past behind.
Move on forth,
Take your time.
But cease the day.
Keep moving, take me to the days of May.
For maybe or maybe not, I'm afraid I might lose my way.
October dear, do guide me there,
Where the sky is mine and mine to command.
Take me now, take me slow, but take me by the hand.

October Diaries- Post #3: Wishing on an autumn leaf

If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.
If wishes were autumn leaves, every fall would be a dream come true.
For the thousands of leaves that die to make way
For newer lives, for a newer day.
For every leaf that changes color, somewhere somehow a life is changing,
A milestone is being crossed, a leap is being taken, a revolution is being won.
And while life dies and changes form, while energy travels across the universe,
Somewhere, a little boy rakes away the past and hopes for a better future.

October Diaries- Post #2: So long, September...

Dear September,

How funny it is to be able to see how different October is from you. While you gave me everything you could, October is just here and it's surprising me already.

September, I write this not to dis you or to disregard you. No, don't consider this letter to be one of hate. September, you were great.

September, I'm sure your intentions were for the best and I'm sure somewhere it wasn't you who's to blame, but me. But look for yourself, see what October is doing to me.

October, on arrival, already has given me so much to look forward to. This change in company has together brought a change in feeling. Almost like the weather has turned and the atmosphere is healing.

Maybe another universe has taken over.

Years from today, September, you may learn to be more like him. Maybe you should. But for now, for today, maybe for forever, October has won my heart.

Thank you, dear friend for trying though. You prepared me for this change that was inevitable. I should have known October would be here. I guess I lost track of time and forgot what makes a year.

Take Care, September, fix yourself up. Until another year...

Yours Regretfully,

Me

October Diaries- Post #1: Come October

Come October, come and rest.
No weather be more restful, than October at its best.
Come dull skies, come leisurely days.
Come October, come once more to amaze.
Bring your winds and let poets write
Of autumn and fall and of the eerie night.
Bring with you, October, some inspiration for the painter
Give him more colors, please, before the winter.
Come October, bless the souls of all,
Bless this season of leisure, bless this season of fall.