Connecting with thoughts - My thoughts and Me

For twenty two years I held you in my arms And placed you in my heart A place where even I did not step Just because you were my little princess On whom I wanted to shower Everything in life That was the best And cared so much That even my heart was jealous But I didn't care For I had you And that's all that mattered Mattered till today When I felt something slip out of my hands Something so brittle That it broke into pieces For minute I thought it was you But it was my heart That lay scattered Lifeless For it had just lost you (A father's feelings for a daughter who is walking out on him for someone she thinks she loves)

My eyes see What's there for everyone to see And capture it in their hearts But unfortunately  Not everyone does see For they are so caught in their Routine rituals of life That they hardly "Live Life" the way it is meant to be What they usually do though is "Leave Life" Unaware of the enchanting beauty That life has bestowed upon them And when they do happen to see It is bound in frames hung up on the wall Painted and captured by me Which pale in comparison to the Originals that are put live on display They appreciate what they see And say he has got an eye for details Without realizing such a creation Is there for everyone too see But somehow I just happened to be Amongst the fortunate few see and capture Shades that paint the sky The beauty of sunrise The glow of the dew The blossoming of the flower The bullock cart against the setting sun

Lost in translations are countless emotions  searching for words to express themselves with a face that appears calm above yet so restless within just like the sea

Sometimes life is like a Western Railway Train...you don't know on which platform and at what time it is going to come. The best option then is to be on the foot over bridge (or sit on the fence) till the last moment and then take your go. At times you try a bit too hard and feel bad about not being able to make the cut despite your best efforts without realizing that after you done your bit there is still someone else who has to do his bit too. In such case no point in being to harsh on yourself.