The call......

couple of pages from the diary of Mr.XYZ...........

Monday ,7:30 p.m.
As I parked the car and went inside the house almost drained out .....working for my Boss,my company......for 'my' great future...



[I was] tired of this mundane city life
breathless, at times
rushing for that illusory dream
a mirror existence
beautiful though it may seem
lifeless, at times
satisfying probably an unknown soul.

Lying somewhere in this 'dark' silent corner
soul-searching
trying to find 'myself', when
a faint 'light' fought its way through the 'dark',
I could hear its feeble voice,
whispering to 'run',to 'escape'
from this tedious 'dark',
"far away from this smoky skies and brick walls
there lies a world,
a world of paddy fields,muddy roads and field of rye
where the air smells 'earthy'
travelling on its own 'free will'
the gentle breeze tickling away and
the morning sun playing with you
all day long, retreating to its nest, unwilling,
at the call of dusk the moon rushes hurriedly
to bathe you,to make you ready for the moonlit night
along with those twinkling stars ", muttered the 'light'.

Sensing a bit, trying to grasp to the hilt
what the 'light' meant by the whole
'free will','earthy','muddy roads' and 'paddy fields'
to satisfy my unquenchable city soul
without resistence
'existing'
for the sake of 'existence';
As the smell of freedom,the will to escape
from the loud sirens to that promised land
as I looked at the faint 'light' for its magical froth
emerged the 'dark' silently
and engulfed us both.

Tuesday,8:30 a.m.
Almost got up late......important meeting at 11:30.........business deal with Mr.X.........Board meeting........working for my Boss,my company......for 'my' great future........Yes 'my' great great future...........a beautiful existence.....but..............!!!!!!!!

A Look at Life......

And then one morning I woke up from the bed and I saw through the window ,

I saw a beautiful butterfly who could fly..........


"...... beautifully crafted wings
spreading like a rainbow
playing like a child
innocent
flying like an Angel
glowing
reflecting warmth
all over.

A silent arrow
jealous of its glow
kissing through its vein
without warning
without pain
snatching its warmth and
diminishing its glow
forever..........."


A sudden breeze passed by
a silent spectator
Trapped in that zero state
a numb witness
between the morning breeze
the arrow
and
the butterfly
who could fly
no more........





[ Life----- an ephemeral puzzle
philosophers' trouble
childs' playhouse
and a refugee's last resort


Life -----an actor's stage
insanes' asylum
dreamers' heaven
and a fool's paradise ]


Life indeed is the magical mirror,the timeless watch,a dream within a dream where we are proud of our "Being" as well as scared of our "Existenz"............................!!!!

prisoner

A thin ray of light
piercing through my world,
a ray of hope
a path to freedom,
a getaway from the dark
and separation from the pain.

Faint memories,
Frozen body , frozen mind,
frozen thoughts,
Prisoner inside my cocoon
wrapped all around,
Silence,silence,silence
darkness all around.