A little bit of anxiety, some excitement, an adrenaline rush, the antsy feeling of a hundred millipedes marching up and down his spine to a funeral tune, and a hundred others doing the salsa and lambada together in his stomach, etc., etc.
These were some of the vivid descriptions he was trying to form in his mind to describe his current situation but he felt that he had failed in this mission miserably.
There was a time for monstrous words and unparalleled eloquence, but this was not it.
He felt that this would probably be a time for him to pray; but being an atheist, he found himself on a side of the fence that he did not really care to be on with regard to religious beliefs.
He looked out through the tiny plastic window and found the cotton clouds zooming by him, unaware of his predicament, or the effect they were having on him and his psyche.
If there was anything else that existed in that small steel gray cabin, it did not matter to him. What mattered was that small red light that did not turn green, despite all his best efforts at mentally willing it to change.
Telekinesis, it seemed was not made for him.
Wanting to break the hypnotic effect of the small red light, he looked around that cabin one more time and caught the eye of his best friend standing behind him; and immediately he wished that he hadn't.
That languid grin, half jeering, half encouraging from a man who was accustomed to such vagaries of life did nothing to increase his confidence.
He gave a weak nod, and a watery soupy smile, the kind you give your dentist when you see the drill in his hand and you wish you were a few hundred longitudes eastwards.
He got a thumbs-up sign in return. "What bloody good is that?", he thought.
And suddenly, without warning, within a few milliseconds, the atmosphere changed. Some sixth sense, or a highly improved sense of survival told him that the light was now green. He did not want to look, but he did. It was his death knell, he thought and rightly so.
The light was now a sickeningly lime green color, one that Halloween would be proud of.
Muscles tensed, knees together, he stepped out of the door into thin air and he was gone. Just another parachute jumper, making another jump again.
Only the guns, bombs and detonators strapped to his back told him he may never get the chance to fly again.
The war was still on and he was just another soldier.....
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Dreams...
The pain of waking up,
The pain of letting go
Of leaving your dreams behind;
To drink from reality's cup.
'Tis such a sweet pain
Of suffering till the night doth come
'Til we lapse into dreams again;
'Til our reality doth that become...
And we find new ways,
To dream and dream again
And spin silver threads connecting them all,
Till they vanish,like vapour,like the morning rain...
To drown in the sea,to fall endlessly
To meet your true love, or a fleeting glance to see
These dreams that you know,they come,they go.
Only to come again,
and only to bring more pain...
The pain of letting go
Of leaving your dreams behind;
To drink from reality's cup.
'Tis such a sweet pain
Of suffering till the night doth come
'Til we lapse into dreams again;
'Til our reality doth that become...
And we find new ways,
To dream and dream again
And spin silver threads connecting them all,
Till they vanish,like vapour,like the morning rain...
To drown in the sea,to fall endlessly
To meet your true love, or a fleeting glance to see
These dreams that you know,they come,they go.
Only to come again,
and only to bring more pain...
Sunday, July 11, 2010
3 Years ago....On a hot rainy day in July, I embarked on a journey that I knew would change my life forever....Just how much, I never knew.
It was on the 2nd of July 2007, that I joined my first (and still the only) company as an employee at Accenture.
Those were moments of wonder that day, when I thought of all the big monsters that people made office out to be, and of the heroic moments when I would be standing over the same slayed monsters, proud shoulders held aloft.
Some of those moments never materialised, some exceeded my wildest expectations, and there were moments in these past three years that made me think "What the bloody hell was I thinking when I got myself into this mess....?". But that first salary, that first smell of my own money, the first time somebody actually treats you for the individual talents you possess are all great aphrodisiacs that leave you breathless with its sheer power and ability to cling to you....
All said and done however, nothing and absolutely nothing could have prepared me for the fabulous culture, work ethic and people that I have met over the years in the organisation that is now my second home.... ( Indeed there have been times when I did not know what my actual home looked like during daytime....!!)Infallible I was not(now i'd like to believe in that illusion!), yet I too fell into that old trap of trying to prove myself to all and sundry. I fell prey to disappointment. I felt like a million dollars were riding on me, and for the first time in my life,I felt responsible enough for my own actions. I felt the rush of adrenaline when success came unbidden, and when it waved at me from afar, even when I felt i deserved it. All this in three years! What does the future behold for me? Who knows?But what fun lies in knowing?
The fun lies in the journey you decide to take,your choices, the road less travelled that you may or may not want to take... Here's looking forward to the rest of my life!!
It was on the 2nd of July 2007, that I joined my first (and still the only) company as an employee at Accenture.
Those were moments of wonder that day, when I thought of all the big monsters that people made office out to be, and of the heroic moments when I would be standing over the same slayed monsters, proud shoulders held aloft.
Some of those moments never materialised, some exceeded my wildest expectations, and there were moments in these past three years that made me think "What the bloody hell was I thinking when I got myself into this mess....?". But that first salary, that first smell of my own money, the first time somebody actually treats you for the individual talents you possess are all great aphrodisiacs that leave you breathless with its sheer power and ability to cling to you....
All said and done however, nothing and absolutely nothing could have prepared me for the fabulous culture, work ethic and people that I have met over the years in the organisation that is now my second home.... ( Indeed there have been times when I did not know what my actual home looked like during daytime....!!)Infallible I was not(now i'd like to believe in that illusion!), yet I too fell into that old trap of trying to prove myself to all and sundry. I fell prey to disappointment. I felt like a million dollars were riding on me, and for the first time in my life,I felt responsible enough for my own actions. I felt the rush of adrenaline when success came unbidden, and when it waved at me from afar, even when I felt i deserved it. All this in three years! What does the future behold for me? Who knows?But what fun lies in knowing?
The fun lies in the journey you decide to take,your choices, the road less travelled that you may or may not want to take... Here's looking forward to the rest of my life!!
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Spring
Through spring’s sweet serenity
Doth your yet sullen heart embrace
Sweet Mother Nature’s maternity
Immaculate, immeasurably intricate…
And feel within your heart
The blooming flower’s song
And riveting colors red, blue and green
Ask you to sing along…
With birds aloft, in sunlit skies
Of the palest clearest blue and white
When bumble-bees and butterflies
Call out your name in mid-flight…
‘Tis spring, that’s here, when life springs anew
And Mother Earth is bedecked with a slew
Of a shimmering spread of luscious green
And when she brings her beauty to you…
Remembering…
Every little breeze, brings with it
A whiff of you, unforgettable, unsaid;
It’s hard to let go, to say goodbye
To the sweet little roses, so lovely, so red…
Each teardrop is a memory
Of a moment we had together
Of a time when we played, cried, laughed
Of the rain and of the sunny weather…
When we agreed to disagree on everything,
And shared our sorrows, our grief, our joys
When we fought together, when we fought one another
When we sang together, as one voice…
It’s hard to forget, to say ‘tis the end,
Of the relationship that we had…
They say parting is such sweet sorrow
For who knows, we may meet but tomorrow…
A whiff of you, unforgettable, unsaid;
It’s hard to let go, to say goodbye
To the sweet little roses, so lovely, so red…
Each teardrop is a memory
Of a moment we had together
Of a time when we played, cried, laughed
Of the rain and of the sunny weather…
When we agreed to disagree on everything,
And shared our sorrows, our grief, our joys
When we fought together, when we fought one another
When we sang together, as one voice…
It’s hard to forget, to say ‘tis the end,
Of the relationship that we had…
They say parting is such sweet sorrow
For who knows, we may meet but tomorrow…
A Nightmare to remember....
I had a scary nightmare once,
What a horrible one it was
Where numbers loomed, and figures danced
And christened me a dunce…
With sickles sharp, they rushed at me
Drowned me in acids rare;
And formulae that cracked my head
That left me dry and bare…
A nightmare about a test ahead,
Is a bad one, oh never again!
Where my mind refused to yield
Everything I’d ever read…
I then awoke, with a scream and a start
To the scary sounds of a bell;
And found myself sweating, ‘twas but a dream
But ‘twas one that shook my heart…
What a horrible one it was
Where numbers loomed, and figures danced
And christened me a dunce…
With sickles sharp, they rushed at me
Drowned me in acids rare;
And formulae that cracked my head
That left me dry and bare…
A nightmare about a test ahead,
Is a bad one, oh never again!
Where my mind refused to yield
Everything I’d ever read…
I then awoke, with a scream and a start
To the scary sounds of a bell;
And found myself sweating, ‘twas but a dream
But ‘twas one that shook my heart…
Bubbles
From a child’s little stick
Burst forth a hundred bubbles new
Set forth each, with a mind of its own
To conquer the skies as it flew…
Set apart was this one bubble
Higher than the rest it flew to see
It carried the rainbow on its back,
Higher and higher it went in glee…
It looked below, and saw beneath
The beauty of panoramic green,
Meadows and leas and fair blue streams
And people and animals, ‘twas such a scene…
That filled its heart with so much love
And joy and calm and peace,
Till it burst, to spread into the air
That happiness, across the seas…
Burst forth a hundred bubbles new
Set forth each, with a mind of its own
To conquer the skies as it flew…
Set apart was this one bubble
Higher than the rest it flew to see
It carried the rainbow on its back,
Higher and higher it went in glee…
It looked below, and saw beneath
The beauty of panoramic green,
Meadows and leas and fair blue streams
And people and animals, ‘twas such a scene…
That filled its heart with so much love
And joy and calm and peace,
Till it burst, to spread into the air
That happiness, across the seas…
Night....
The setting sun, in brilliant gold,
Sets awash the sky azure
For night’s armies to march on, take hold
To bring a cool breeze, lilting, pure…
And starry skies, dimpled in silver,
With stars, so far, but clear
Fills my heart with emotions new
And lends it some new songs to hear…
The cries of birds returning,
The gurgling ballads of the streams,
The crickets and cicadas call in yearning
To meet the love of their dreams…
And thus passes the night, again
Begins the sun another day, new
I wait again for Mother Earth to embrace
Another night, to cure me of my pain…
Sets awash the sky azure
For night’s armies to march on, take hold
To bring a cool breeze, lilting, pure…
And starry skies, dimpled in silver,
With stars, so far, but clear
Fills my heart with emotions new
And lends it some new songs to hear…
The cries of birds returning,
The gurgling ballads of the streams,
The crickets and cicadas call in yearning
To meet the love of their dreams…
And thus passes the night, again
Begins the sun another day, new
I wait again for Mother Earth to embrace
Another night, to cure me of my pain…
Today....
Today I understand, what I missed so long
Today I realize, what could have been,
Today went by, like a forgotten song
Today I felt saddened, yet serene…
It could have been another moment
Today, when our eyes met again
And stopped me giving you as you went
My love for you, my pain…
My mind swept back to you, today
Like it did a million times before
That swirling mist, that cloudy day
When our eyes first met but once, no more
My madness, without rhyme or reason
Held back within a grasp so brittle
Burst out today, with that old season
Today, when came the rain, a little…
Gushed forth in flood, my tears, today
I saw you drenched in summer’s rain
Today I know how much I missed you,
And today, I’m in love with you again…
Today I realize, what could have been,
Today went by, like a forgotten song
Today I felt saddened, yet serene…
It could have been another moment
Today, when our eyes met again
And stopped me giving you as you went
My love for you, my pain…
My mind swept back to you, today
Like it did a million times before
That swirling mist, that cloudy day
When our eyes first met but once, no more
My madness, without rhyme or reason
Held back within a grasp so brittle
Burst out today, with that old season
Today, when came the rain, a little…
Gushed forth in flood, my tears, today
I saw you drenched in summer’s rain
Today I know how much I missed you,
And today, I’m in love with you again…
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