All over a Cuppa Coffee...

Of the several things I like
From watching a movie to riding a bike
There's one thing that has always been fun
And that's a cuppa coffee with a friend even though there's not much done

I guess everything has its own time and mood
Sometimes its good music, sometimes good food
Or more happening outings like visiting a new place
Or equally, sipping on refreshing coffee whilst conversing with a familiar face

My coffee meet ups have always been interesting
They range from light hearted talk and reminiscing
To some serious, intense issues and life's mysteries
and even though the cuppa coffee's over, this isn't true for the stories

I'm sure I have upp'd the coffee houses' sales,
But in return I've acknowledged the beauty of telling tales
And by that I don't mean small talk or gossip
Although some of the latter is allowed, with every odd, alternative sip

I have gotten to know people by allowing them to speak
By letting them express themselves and talking about their week
And it slowly becomes a dialogue after I've done my listening
where we share opinions and the conversation continues rolling

And, without saying much, there has to be something funny to see
Funky music or talking over the vacuum's noise, or a couple spilling their coffee
Amidst the talks the uncontrollable laughter sweeps in
Making this another memory to blame on the coffee spin

So whether its sharing life's experiences and encounters
And relating to the lives of one another
And in the process getting myself to better understand 'Me'
It's all worth over a cuppa coffee...

It's Complicated!

Avoid trying to dazzle your audience with impressive looking equations or complicated lines of reasoning!

In search for being different
and being the exceptional one
We sometimes forget ourselves
and try to be the other person

It's true that the world judges you
and majority go by first impressions
But that doesn't mean you need to
put on a mask to hide your expressions

You are who you are
live up to it and don't feel ashamed
It doesn't matter what the world thinks
just don't go around being blamed

Being yourself will be easy
as you don't have to keep remembering
When to act or be yourself
and things will be smoothly flowing

At times what happens with us
is that we complicate matters for ourselves
We find that the world is at a such a speed
that no-one will remember a norm self

We strive to be people we are not
we want the good of both sides
We want to be the ones who win
but we cannot change our insides

In doing so, the essence
of diversity is sadly lost
A meaningless effort to impress only lasts
for as long as you can keep your fingers crossed!

So be the person you were born to be
and don't complicate things people
Your time is limited so don't waste your entire life
instead keep things Sweet & Simple...:-)

Looking for a place...

As the flurries float in the air

And settle lightly on the ground

I stick my hand out through the window

It feels so magical, without any background sound

By now the green grass is covered

And the earth sleeps beneath a blanket of snow

The air is fresh and silent

With nature's beauty at its peak flow

I absorb the view slowly

And the child inside me smiles

I like such moments to be honest

Where one gets to look outside their busy lifestyles

A pigeon lands on a disant tree

But quickly flies away

I think to myself it must be cold

For otherwise it would stay

It flies to the top and repeats its action

Realising the tree is the same everywhere

But this time it's determined to make its place

And doesn't leave in despair

It cleverly scrapes off abit of snow

And then some more with its feet

And once it has made its own space of comfort

I know it hasn't accepted defeat

So you might think I'm abit tipsy

Analysing a bird's doings

I have to admit when I thought of all this

Even I was assured I could do with some reality meetings

But what I realised was thankfully sane

And I felt quite philosophical

I found myself putting pieces together

To make everything seem logical

And I understood that the pigeon had left me

With a vital lesson to learn from

A place doesn't exist on its own in a difficult surrounding

We need to make our own room therefrom

It applies to life and its downs

Where sometimes we're forced outside our comfort zone

It's up to us to blend in and adjust

By taking an action to combat being thrown

Okay...I also know flurries may not be that exciting for some

But let's create our own magic

Life's too short to rely on just big things

To make it ecstatic or tragic

So the point is appreciation can start

At a very tiny moment in your life

It's your positive outlook on things that matters

And life will seem less of a strife...

The Sunset

It has seen you staring back at it
It has seen you struck in awe
It has seen you get excited and your face lit
It has seen you shift your gaze from high to low

It gives an inner tranquility
It signifies moments of love
It speaks utter volumes with its beauty
About the creativity of the One above

You have seen people point at it
Admiring it's elegance with a smile
You have seen couples hold hands while watching it
It's warmth making their relationship travel that extra mile

The calm blue sky & the white clouds make way
For a powerful fiery form to stand out
It just looks such a pretty mix of colours that stay
For as long as I can admire without any doubt

After a long day at work I instantly know
There couldn't have been a better moment in the day
The pure satisfaction I achieved from where I saw
And the appreciation of the end of another day

Wherever you see it from, as far as your vision will reach
You will, like me, be left to silently ponder
Whether it’s from the end of a road or the shore of a beach
Why don't I see the sunset more often? -I wonder

My Bus Journeys

So I realized it’s been long

Since I synthesised a poem of my own

Thinking of a subject this came to mind

Where buses r the object coz there was nothing else I could find!

But my bus journeys r entertaining, so this should be a good read I hope

For both me n you when we're procrastinating, so lets begin: at the bus stop

You know the feeling when a bus is coming, and you think 'Oh finally it's here!'

Just to realize that it won’t be stopping, it’s too packed- no room for us- our biggest fear

So standing in the cold in the morning, we wait for the next bus to arrive

And although '10 minutes' on the screen is flashing, its funny how everyone throws glances at the screen literally after only counting five

And when the next bus can be seen from a distance, everyone reluctantly edges forward

And a queue-ish like thing is made with some resistance as everyone's secretly chanting one 4 letter word.

Stop!...but this one also goes past whizzing, and someone tries so hard to run behind it to bang with a pole!

Though I'm getting late, I can't help but find it amusing, at how everyone's expression changes: from hope to 'what the hell!' on the whole

So now let's say we finally get on board, allow me to narrate what I've witnessed during the journey

For every time I commute there's always something to add to the record, be it about someone else or about myself, there's always something funny

I've sat next to a lady who had nothing much to say, but instead started singing aloud

And when the whole bus looked my way, I wasn't sure if I should have felt proud?!?

I've sat next to someone who slipped into deep slumber, and fell asleep in the evening traffic

And I had to wake him up which took forever, as my stop was next-what an annoyingly funny freak!

And then there was this one time when a man who was switching seats at every stop, lost his balance

And whacked me with his walking stick real hard on my leg, a rare incidence (thank god!)

And another lady who wasn’t holding the pole tight enough and this one deserves claps

For as the bus turned a corner she swung around and sat straight on a man's laps!

A friend of mine once grabbed a lady's hair in an attempt to reflexly hold the pole

And she shot us a horrible look , as if by what she'd done we were having a ball

Another friend went flying to the front with her head landing on someone’s shoulder

And someone banged his head while going to the front coz the bus jerked, and hand in hand was a toddler!

Speaking of everyone having their imbalances, I’ve had my bad days as well

Where I missed the bus step and straight on my knees I fell

Reflexly to save myself I put my hands in the air

And managed to instead push a security guard who gave me a long stare!

I didn't know what to do for as much as I was embarrassed, I had this sudden urge to laugh

But funnily no one around me found it funny enough

So I quickly apologised and headed to a seat behind

Where I could hide my face away and finish off all the laughter that I could find

But every time I tried to stop, my brain hit replay

And the whole scene would come up again, my laughter would not stay at bay

And I still manage to crack up , as I write all of this today

Bus journeys are entertaining despite all the 'delay!'

A long day multiplied by no sleep at 2 AM equals the product below...

It was nearly two in the afternoon. I was getting paranoid. I didn’t know what would happen when I’d see you. I just wanted this meeting to be over as soon as possible. After this, indeed would come my freedom.

I was seated on my own at a table in the corner when I saw you. You had your back towards me and I did not dare touch you. But nevertheless I kept looking at you wondering what you had in store for me today.

When finally I turned you towards me I was shocked. You looked a lot more different than what I had expected. You were much taller than what I was told and not at all what I was hoping for. Immediately I knew that this wasn’t going to be a good time.

You couldn’t talk to me and I didn’t feel like telling you anything. Still, you wanted me to answer your questions- the answers to which I had not. That’s because you asked me to explain certain things that I had never thought would be relevant for this day. Why did you do this? I was so prepared to tell you all that I thought but you never gave me a chance. You really were different. If only I would have been informed.

You weren’t fair even one bit. Surely this meeting couldn’t have been any worse? I sat there for one and a half hour trying hard to figure you out and I think you clearly enjoyed seeing me in this frustrated state, for every question that you asked, was progressively worse than the previous. To top it up, you knew that I wasn’t in a position to do much to you. It was like you had the upper hand and I did not like this tone of yours at all.

Indeed, I was glad when our time was up. But my freedom did not bring me the joy to the extent that I was hoping for. I wanted this to end in a nice way; amicably if you like. But seems like you didn’t want this to happen to me either. It’s over now and I try not to think about it; but whenever I do, I still think you let me down…I think you really did.

PS: For those of you who are getting worried for me, STOP. I am not undergoing any emotional saga in my life (Thank God for that!). All I’m doing is complaining about an exam I had recently, with an exaggerated expression instead of: ‘Ok this exam was hard!’ If that feels dodgy, go back and read it again: this time with an exam in mind! :)

I like

I like humour that doesn’t need to be retold, to make u laugh...only recalling it is enough to get u into fits

I like intelligence which is not screaming to make you notice...its silence however speaks volumes

I like appreciation that does not have to be decked up with words...but when said while looking in the eye means a lot

I like company that may not necessarily be by my side all the time...but its presence makes up for all the times of its absence

I like conversations that do not have to be lengthy, to get you interested...but are fun and honest to be worthwhile remembering

I like fun that doesn’t have to be planned in advance, to be counting down to...but is spontaneous enough to enjoy every moment

I like arguments that aren't impulsive or full of taunts, but where…with all due respect, both sides allow trains of thoughts to be built

I like responses that do not have to be chased to be received, but…are received as soon as the question is raised

I like... a lot more things…but to end on a lighter note

I like sleep that doesn’t need tosses n turns for its arrival…simply placing the head on the cold pillow sends u off to dreamland

PS: I’m going there rite now!:)