Monday, July 12, 2010 | By: The Speaking Wood

I, unraveling me...

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As I boarded my flight to Paris, my life had turned a new leaf and thought I was leaving everything behind I was smiling for some strange reason. On the other hand, was it strange at all, this is what I had dreamed of, my own designer boutique at the coast of the French Riviera and it was happening now…everything that brought me to this moment had to have a purpose right?

Through life’s journey, my strength was my belief in me
I knew, I will be everything that I wanted to be
There were many a hurdles on this road winding
Treasures of achievement mine for finding
My designs, my hobby and passion now had a Dior stamp
Those dreamy weaves, now a talk of the ramp

Yet, it seems just like yesterday
Many years ago from today
Never knew complexion could be the parameter for glory to attain
Somehow, in every play, I was always made the villain
Wondered why I played those roles with élan
Until I learnt to admire the trophies of my life span

I was no less than a boy
Proving that was my only joy
Standing up against the society
Establishing women power, my only priority
I would always look up for answers to my mom and dad
Until I learnt their support was the biggest strength, I had

Ironically, I wanted to be everything a girl should not be
Pilot, Detective, Politician and Chef were not professions for a she
I even wanted to save the world from an alien attack.
The helplessness,   it was hard to hold the tears back
I kept taking flights of dreams with my feet hardly ever on the ground
Until I learnt to wait for my purpose to be found

My confidence was always a winner
Sloth and gluttony made me a sinner
Procrastination was my biggest enemy
Put me into troubles many
My free will needed a harness
Until I learnt to discipline myself through a pursuit relentless

Rules made me a rebel
My school s and colleges still have sagas to tell
Everyone remembered my name
However, brownie points were surely not my claim to fame
I can’t believe how long it took
Until I learnt to live ‘a little’ by the book

I thought love was about fairy tales and mills and boon
I would never want to spend my life dreaming by the moon
Then one day near the lovely woods, I met love
A conspiracy against me from heaven above
Inevitably, torn apart, crying for hours I would sit
Until I learnt that love was not dependent on the outcome of it

My creativity in my career, got me to places
The corporate world showed me the outline of my purpose in traces
While the stalwarts watched me through the scanner
I breezed through all tests in an eloquent manner
The pace to maintain my standing overwhelmed me
Until I learnt that, I need to toil, for the heights that I wanted to see

I still remember my first pay cheque; I was on a cloud nine
Parties, friends, vacations, dinners and wine
Living everyday like there was no tomorrow
When you have money, can there ever be any sorrow?
I forgot about the savings that I should have kept
Until I learnt, I was neck deep in debt

Always wanted to be a good friend
For my friends I could fight until the end
Everybody loved me, they were always there
Purpose solved they vanished, I was caught unaware
Standing on crossroads, I tried to be strong
Until I learnt, in judging them I was wrong

Life suddenly became a black hole
Every second taking me away from my goal
I lost all interest in work and living
I drained myself in measures of getting and giving
I broke down, numb to everything, cold as a stone
Until I learnt, that in life’s battle you are always alone

 I had no answers, yet questions were storming my mind
Where did I go wrong, a way out of this mess will I ever find?
The world is ruthless to the one in remorse
I could see myself drifting away from my course
I was lamenting at this state, surely not what I had set out to achieve
Until I learnt, I had even stopped to believe

Indulging in lengthy conversation with the supreme power
Music my soul mate of every hour
I immersed myself in worship and singing
My mind relaxed, experiencing sparks of a new beginning
Sympathizing with myself, with all that I had seen
Until I learnt, I was just being a drama queen

A free spirit like me, how could I be bogged down like this?
Me and defeated, no way, something went badly amiss
I had wasted so much time; there is still a long road to my fate
It was time for a revival, to start on a clean slate
Did not know hardships made you stronger and God’s favorite
Until I learnt, his ways to guide you are sometimes tough, mysterious and great

Walking beside me along with him, was his shadow my mother
Her perseverance and faith in me like no other
I sorted everything out and today have no regret
With valuable lessons learnt, that I will never forget
My best friend, my co passenger on board my flight

I finally made it, as she always knew I would, right! 
Tuesday, June 29, 2010 | By: The Speaking Wood

The Sunday Roar

Check out the Magazine published by my team, The Tiger Trails for the Super 4 Round of BPL. Here comes - The Sunday Roar

Here is our magazine: Click on the image to download the pdf version.






Check out the works of the great minds of the people behind The Sunday Roar.

Debosmita’s in-depth article on the Bhopal Gas Tragedy
http://debosmita.wordpress.com/2010/06/28/cover-story/

Sudhakar’s racy account of ‘The Domestic Olympics’
http://idlivadasambar.wordpress.com/2010/06/28/the-domestic-olympics/

Sudhakar’s intriguing thriller (crime fiction)
http://idlivadasambar.wordpress.com/2010/06/28/the-garage-door/

Neha’s unique limerick on Indian politics,
http://www.nehasilam.com/2010/06/future-not-so-bright.html

Pallavi’s quick comic/55-er on power of media
http://writerzblock.wordpress.com/2010/06/27/breaking-news-again/

Rashmi’s interesting travel journal – City City Bang Bang
http://hungrypiranha.blogspot.com/

Kanagu’s analysis of Print Versus Electronic media
http://kanaguonline.wordpress.com/
Monday, June 14, 2010 | By: The Speaking Wood

With love to Mankind...

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I was intimidated
My existence inflated
The showbiz jazz made me uneasy
Concern of millions seemed so cheesy
Potential threat underrated
 

Not a moment of pride
But an ordeal to abide
I had seen my kin breathe their last
Disappearing as I watched aghast
Emotions were tough to hide
 

Inevitable questions at last
A will to get over with it fast
I wondered how it felt to be the last tiger around
Loosing everything to human greed did not have a joyous sound
I wish I could change the past
 

Haunted by the media lights
I missed the grasslands and mountain heights
I was perplexed by the insensitivity of my audience
Wondering why my species were paying a penance
Memories of my friends and playful fights

I had known human emotions
This savagery was beyond notions
This was a mockery of concern and care
Bewildered, I could only helplessly stare
Of this death in small portions
 

My only words to mankind
To make amends or to keep in mind
A smirk as I walked by the shocked eyes
A sort of sweet revenge for my kin’s cries
“Look! Even your extinction is right behind”
Sunday, May 30, 2010 | By: The Speaking Wood

Romantic Interlude

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The Charmer;
Waltzing into my life sweet and slow
Words, smile and his charm to show
Would change my life, I didn’t know

The Rendezvous;
A simple arrangement of sharing
Joy, love and caring
Stealing from life, was I daring?

The Magic;
Silence transforming into best conversations
Laughter breaking walls of inhibitions
Being myself I was, without hesitation

The Bliss;
Hours of planning, for the next meet
Away from this world our heavenly retreat
Lost in dreams, my heart skipped a beat

The Love; 
Now a thousand miles apart
Everyday yearning for another start
An unanswered prayer in my heart

The Life;
Won’t need a cure ever
Any happiness whatsoever
Can live in those moments forever
Saturday, April 3, 2010 | By: The Speaking Wood

Hear My Voice!!!
















I am judged every second
It’s like I’m under a microscope
I question my belief of a friend
Frankly, I have lost all hope

Your way or the highway, you’re uptight
I ire you with every act
You perceive my thoughts and you’re always right
I want to tell you otherwise, I fear how you’d react

I know your intentions are true
Your superimposition makes me hold back
The harsh words that come out of you
Reminds me of an ability that I lack

You’re one of the best I ever had
I forget everything and laugh when you’re around
When I scamper like a clown, you’re glad
Change in tide and you nail me on the ground

I know you care
But it loses the charm after all that is said and done
Would patience for you be a dare?
A little tenderness never hurt anyone

I want to share and I want you to know
But you leave me no choice
My true thoughts I am so scared to show
Why can’t you ever hear my voice?

So Long My Friend...
















I asked you again and again
Let go of your pain
Let me lend a hand
Let me by you stand


There were moments when you’d break down your wall
You’d open up a little, be carefree as I recall
There was hesitation but a willingness to live
And I was there, my friendship to give


Everything was perfect and then distance came
Drifting apart with excuses lame
Every time I tried to reach out
You shunned me away with your garbed clout


I never wanted you to change your ways
I just wished you’d not accept me to through the days
I finally asked you the inevitable, do you want me to be your friend
You said everything but a no…left me hanging in the end


I still see the tension in you when I am around
It seems like every day I fight a battle on lost ground
I let you go, I know you will never tell me why
I’m never going to give up, but henceforth, will resist the try


It's funny how I keep wondering what went wrong
It’s funny how sentimental I get when I love being cold hearted and strong
But isn’t the law of nature that what you give is what you get
It’s funny how most often in life that’s a belief I regret
Tuesday, March 16, 2010 | By: The Speaking Wood

Just another sleepless night!!!
















Confessions of mind overflowing with thoughts...

Solemn resolve
Will to evolve
Fear to dissolve
Memories revolve

Conflicting notion

Overrated emotion
Daunting proportion
Constant Commotion

Means to prepare

Confidence to dare
Selfishness or care
Karma’s stare

Smile of content

Clarity of Intent
Actions meant
Nothing to repent

The goal in sight

In search guiding light
Something doesn’t seem right
Just another sleepless night



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