>> Jul 24, 2009
No two souls at either ends
Sometimes too close,
at times too far, we are.
Some say, acceptance is one
form of resignation!
I believe, its to know when
we need to take the parched leaf
out of the book and remember
how to forget; vice-versa.
Life is too direct for an abstract figure
or may be an opulent realization.
So, our little moments of truth
hide and seek and lie and die
somewhere near the rear window,
the broken chairs and the old books
and granny's mahogany bed.
In these points, where
facts and figures and favours and follies
intermix- boil- burn- vaporize and condense again,
You get back life, unaltered.
Need not you say,
philosophies are born where
one looks up to the sky for a daylight
and the Sun is eclipsed,
[Little moment of reckoning this! :) ]