My friendship with a Cat

The cat, for reasons all its own decided to let me touch her head one day. This was after I had spent 3 lifetimes in getting her to agree to my point of view about the piece of fish being offered actually being tasty.There was a curious suspicion in her eyes when I had offered her the piece, as if I had some sort of serum injected in it which would render her paralysed from the neck downwards.
The outstretched paw she put out reminded me of one of the characters from fantasric 4, and she went to fantastic lengths to prove she was good enough to maintain a one-hand distance from me and still get the fish piece.Me being me, I decided to test her to see if she really did want that piece so much and put out my own paw, i mean hand to compete with her.
A low growl emerged, she meant business and she wasn't willing to share. What manners! And suddenly out of nowhere, her claws came out. At this point I decided to let her have it. After all, what's the point in eating raw fish? Who eats raw fish these days,except for that disgusting guy on some nature channel....She looked happier and I could have sworn I saw her smile inwardly for a second.

The fish was hers, hers alone. A tiny but sharp claw hooked the fish and slowly dragged it back towards her. Eyes still on mine to see if I posed another challenge, she slowly devoured the piece, inch by inch until it was gone....Maybe it was the smile in my eyes, maybe it was Lady Luck smiling down on me, but at that moment I guess she knew I wasn't a threat...

I stretched out my hand again, empty this time, but all the same towards her. She slowly looked at me and came closer,sniffing the air, and gave a small wet lick to my fingertips. I ran my fingertips up her wet pink nose, onto her forehead and let it rest there, savouring the feeling of having mastered a wild and dangerous clawed feline beast.

That was how our friendship started. The cat, for reasons all its own decided to let me touch her head one day.

life,and stuff like that....

It takes a very small minuscule moment to really realize something about yourself that perhaps you were neglecting or just plain ignoring in favour of other fashionable pursuits.Sometimes, in that one moment, you realize the little things in life thst once mattered to you are no longer there, you realize that its been a really long time since you smiled from your heart, and you suddenly realize, you've been wanting all those things all along without doing anything about it. How many times a year can you really say, you were able to fulfill one lifetime dream?
And how many people can really be proud of that number?
That is what life is all about....

Some days again...

Some days, you need to feel free,
Some days, you just need to be
What no one could see,
What no one could be...
And just let emotions, run through your mind
Just let your inner self, take it all out,rewind
Take a deep breath, make a promise
To be just you, to be fine
Take a walk through the garden,
And look for the sign...
That says you're just human,
That says its ok to be flawed
And you'll find, you're now happy again,
And you'll thank Almighty God...

my first attempt at a few lines in hindi...

Na saha jaaye,haye ye kaisa hai dard
ho aurat tum aakhir,
kya jaano kya sehta hain mard..
kab se liye firte hai,
is dil mein ye chhoti si kahani,
hai zakhm ye purana,
hai daastan ye purani
na milo fir kisi raah par,
ye dua karta hu main,
na milo fir kisi raah par,
ye dua karta hu main,
na mita sakenge fir hum tumpe ye jawani...
aur kya kya zulm dhaaye hai humpar,
is ishq ne yun beraham bankar,
bas reh gaye hai kuch yaadein,
bankar tumhari nishaani...

Something's not right,
I've been thinking all night,
I've been thinking all day,
But it just won't go away...

Seems I can't get over it,
That something's missing somewhere
And I know there's something more to it
,Than just a feeling that's there...

And I wish i could put my finger on it,
And say,"the trouble's here",
And i'm angry cos I can't get to it,
When I feel that i'm so near...

I hate that nagging part of my brain,
That says, "something's wrong!",
And another night, I lay awake in vain;
Till morning comes along...

IT AT 60!

A bubble burst,somewhere
In the back of his mind
"Like the DotCom bubble",he thought...
Whatever happened? Was he beyond care?
For some semblance of sanity,he fought...
Retirement,it crept upon him,slowly
And his body didn't seem to mind
He was all of sixty,now, suddenly
Like his children did so often remind...
An IT job, a cushioned existence;
And hundreds of young un's at his beck and call...
"It all goes away today", he cried
He'd never imagined that one day he'd fall
And won't hang around, no matter what he tried...
Computers,they were a boon,also a bane
With the tendency to drive you insane
With endless cups of coffee, and junk food galore
And waiting for ratings, for what was in store,
And late nights, and parties, and short trips abroad
"They've all gone away, now help me God!"
So spake a poor balding fat stooping guy
An IT professional, as he bade his job goodbye...!
07:50pm, Fri 11-02-2011

I wish...

I wish I had a big gray castle
And around it, a big blue moat.
I wish I had an airplane too
And a million dollar boat
I wish I was a knight, shining
All heroic and strong and bold
And wish I had my stories told,
To children, to menfolk too.
I wish I had a damsel fair,
In distress, to save and make my queen
I wish I was a dashing thief,
I'd steal her heart, and never be seen.
I wish I had a dragon-slaying sword,
And a mighty dragon to kill too!
I wish I had my piles of gold, to hoard
And shout from the rooftops that I do...
I'd spin around the world, and hear
For myself, some fairy tales, some true
The stories that made my childhood bear
Some stories that live on in memory;
These fantasies, Oh God be so kind
And make them all come true, let me see
For a moment, to know how it feels
For just a moment, to not be me....