I want us to

   

I want us to be friends
and feel it all over again.
I want to feel you
and stay up right here,
watching you talk defenseless.

I want you to stop worrying,
to forget the insecurities when we're together.
Not talk about work, and offer advice,
or other relationships, and offer advice
but hold on to each otherlike nothing else exists.
Because it doesn't.

I want us to not look at each other' failure
or potential.
I want us to not remember
our constraints, our weaknesses.

I want us to be friends
and feel it all over again.
spend time we acquire,
urgently discovering each other.

Leaving ourselves burning up in each
other' atmosphere wouldn't be good.
As you never let your self get locked
into myself.


Not that we ever did much of this
but we can start now.

-A.G

Juhu - Mumbai

   

Beating the summer heat

   

Photo of kids at Juhu beach[Vile Parle, Mumbai], beating the summer heat by taking a dip in the sea.

Daughter

   

I see the father and daughter walking on the beach.
In the blissful evening when the sun sets on the horizon.
He holds her firmly even in those weak waves.
He looks in her eyes as he is looking at the infinite skies.
He loves her smile and her small cries.
She's like a sweet melody of his life.
She's the dearest face of his life.
They laugh out loud at something I didn't know.
May be it's the secret of relation they hold.

First step

   

One of the most happiest day for parents, is the day they see their baby trying to walk on his own self. First step, its says a lot to us. 

                  Be what you are. This is the first step toward becoming better than you are.

Bandra - Worli Sea Link

   

Bandra Worli sea link was developed in order to reduce congestion at Mahim Causeway and even saving the time. It is is a cable-stayed bridge with pre-stressed concrete-steel viaducts on either side and built by the Hindustan Construction Company. These picture are taken from Bandra fort.

Window

My eyes glance at the beauty world,
through the window day and lull nights.
Mine window is a canvas mirror,
reflecting every minutes changing sight.


Early morning olds laughs in garden,
a little late is corner busy with ants running.
By evening is the garden filled with children's joy,
at the road end reverts same tired returning.

Stray birds of summer rest by the window,
chirping melodic tunes and then fly high.
Remembers my eyes the yellow leaves of autumn,
having no lively song falling with a sigh.


Rise the dusty air and creatures joy,
as black cloud rush to dance with grace.
Quench my hearty thirst of this rain shower,
at the every drop that rest on my face.


I lay, I wait by my window side,
now so it has become part of my life.
Like morning dew rest by flower side,
like bees buzzing around their bee-hive.

Friendship – An unknown drama

Well I think my blog title is soon to be changed from decided art to nowhere everything. Its almost past half year I have not sketched. Best or worst, you may say anything but humans have to spend time earning for his dreams. Job and my broken tablet pen are the reason for no updates. But still I had some time to think about what I felt and observed last few months.
I have few close friends and even few people that notice me. Earlier I thought that there was something wrong with me. Then I felt that it was me that didn’t communicate enough. I realized that I don’t speak much about myself or share talks. When I don’t speak about myself, people will not talk to me about themselves. Neither have I ever asked about them. So I think these were the reason that didn’t give a better start to friendship. Later I came to know that people perceive me to be someone who has got an attitude, doesn’t care or doesn’t listen to anyone. Anyhow I have few friends who know that I can be an interesting one.
I realized that though I am actively inactive in relations, people have tagged me some who really like to stay away or ‘psycho’. I really get with people after some long time and then I find it very difficult to change gears and speak about everyday life. But this is something I have attempted to change this year and hope I do get better as the years pass.
We human being has the power to choose relative but the power to choose friends lies with us. We have to take time to make the right kind of friendship because friendship was our choice.
Despite this, at-times my choice of friendships has been determined not by choice but by circumstance. Though I have few friends, I have one who scolded when I was crazy, laughed when I have silly breakups and instructed me when I was wrong. I had few friends during best time ‘College days’, spent lot of time together but slowly the pain had to grow bitter and it had to be let away.
With time you begin to understand people. With routine progress in your conversation, you begin to understand them and their flaws. Now there’s a 2 way here, you either get adapted to them or your flaws crashes. Even then there is way to either forgive or remember it to let it go. Forgiving them and yourself in choosing that friendship is the hardest thing of all. You eventually get into state of depression with whom you had been so close, invested you time and feelings. After all everyone has to learn and live with it.
I learnt that all friendship doesn’t sail for long, some either drown to bottom, some either get stuck in storm and some make your voyage of your life fabulous. Life is to be travelled and meet travelers to show you your destiny.

Woman

Its true, a woman is the calm of a hurricane's eye where a man finds tranquility as the storm passes by. You would never understand the thoughts going in her mind as her eyes never show the same. A woman always looks up at you for love and care. Don't love for her beauty because she would rather get confused understanding herself then. God has given her rights to be naughty, be childish even when she gets old, fight and shout at you for small thing. Its because you will always find love in those small silly things.


A woman is the mother of a new generation ,a man is the direction of that aspiration.

Breath

Lovelier are her words

than the exquisite note

that speak the soul of flute,

The songs of birds at dusk,

when first born star swim in blue ocean,

are not more dear to me than her breath.

When she breath all flowers began to bloom,

and melt my heart like the lilt of violins.

Unfinished

Here in the twilight of my life,

I dream of the seeds I have planted .

Wish there were more.

I reflect on the difference I've made

It was never enough.

I could have done more.

I should have done more.

Why did I not? Perhaps

the answers came late and the days grew short...

and then were not.

Bruce Willis

Caricature of Bruce Willis. Bruce Willis, is an American actor, producer, and musician. His career began in television in the 1980s and has continued both in television and film since, including comedic, dramatic, and action roles. He is well known for the role of John McClane in the Die Hard series, which were mostly critical and uniformly financial successes. He has also appeared in over sixty films, including box office successes like Pulp Fiction, Sin City, 12 Monkeys, The Fifth Element, Armageddon, and The Sixth Sense.

Anna Hazare

Anna Hazare is one of India's well-acclaimed social activists. A former soldier in the Indian army, Anna is well known and respected for upgrading the ecology and economy of the village of Ralegan Siddhi which is located in the drought prone Ahmednagar district of Maharashtra state. The common man is put to lot of hardships and it has become difficult to make both ends meet as prices of essential commodities are rising constantly due to corruption. Hazare believes that our freedom is at the teeth of danger due to corruption and unless it is eliminated, the country will not be free in its true sense. Therefore, a peaceful war has been waged against corruption with the help of immense support from people.

The dream of India as a strong nation will not be realised without self-reliant, self-sufficient villages, this can be achieved only through social commitment & involvement of the common man."

- Anna Hazare

Twilight

Twilight is a young-adult vampire-romance novel by author Stephenie Meyer. Main characters are Isabella Swan, Edward Cullen and James. Edward is a 104-year-old vampire. He was transformed into a vampire by Carlisle Cullen when he was on the edge of death after being struck by Spanish Influenza in 1918. He has a supernatural gift for reading people's minds. When he met Bella, he was immediately attracted to her because of her mind that he couldn't hear, and her strongly appealing blood. Edward tries to stay away from Bella for her safety, but, nevertheless, fails. He notices Bella's attraction to him and tries to warn her that he's dangerous. However, he finally gives in and confesses his truth to her. Since Edward's transformation, he had never fallen in love nor thought that he needed to. He later realizes that his existence was completely pointless without an aim. He finds in Bella compassion, love, acceptance and care.In Twilight, Edward has a pessimistic personality influenced by Meyer's naturally pessimistic character.

Home in Heaven

Life in city has become a busy, hectic and bored place to stay. People stepped into the city for the glamour, easy life style, for earning - learning and for all better facilities. City people got so engrossed in their busy life schedule and forgot the basic happiness of life. He must be surely missing calm and peacefulness in his life. This is an image of beautiful mountainous region covered by dense forest, a river flowing through and steep slopes. Notice a house on the top, a far away from place from restlessness to stay. The birds soaring high, freely spreading their wings in the open sky. One would really like to spend some time from their busy life to enjoy the serenity of this place.

Surprise

This is an image of a man standing outside at the door of his lady. A kind of surprise he wants to gift her and make her happy. May be a party, followed by dance and later a candle light dine. He has got white flower for the beautiful lady, just to wish her that she's most beautiful than those flowers. The simple idea here is that, we can't do great things for our loved one' but the smallest surprises can bring out smile on their face. Count on those small things that you often miss to do those for your special one. Its not the time you waste but moment that you will never get back again.

Peeking eyes

This image is one of photos I had seen. A small boy crying for a lump of jaggery. He was running after his mother asking for a small piece but his mother refused all the time. This was the moment when he was peeking through the door looking for his mother. His eyes were watery that I failed to show here. But I loved the innocence of the boy and his quenched eyes. The later part was interesting, his victory for the lump. Later the boy quietly walked and sat in the corner of the verandah, carrying a unhappy face. Finally the mother had to give up. It ended well with a smile on his innocent face, quietly enjoying the sweetness of jaggery.