I am not Unique ?!

One of those billions..with 2 hands, 2 legs and a big mouth..
I am not unique!

One of those hundred millions...beautiful and fat...
I am not unique, is it !

Comp, Music, Scooty, TV...
Lazy n impulsive ; excited n lost
I am not at all unique!

I am not unique nor are my grievances..haven't I been warned before J
family n friends, luv n career.. our grievances are all very common..
categorized n catalogued....solved n archived!

I am not unique nor are my passions n my fun-moments..haven't I been warned before...
hobbies n roaming, performances n parties...our joys are all very common...
nurtured n pursued....clicked and framed!


True it sounds, but can it be true???
A not-unique life, a not-unique death !
Leaving behind a common grieving -- 2*2 family, dozen relatives, two-dozen friends.
Leaving behind a name on -- a piece of code, a bank account, my kid's middle name!


Maybe a hundred or couple of hundred yeards -- for a musician, actor, author....
before fame comes to rest in the grave!
Not unique at all, not un-common at all! There are hundreds of thousands of them too!


Is this it then !!!! A common-place existence! Is nothing in me unique, ain't i unique as i am!!


Whom of You can lay a claim to my features...possess u might my eyes n my lips; let u be my look alike..
But can your eyes feel the warmth of the rising sun and freshen up my senses!

Let u be beautiful, let u be fat...
but can u feel what i feel when i see myself in the mirror...u might say, 'guilt n pride' thats pretty common dear...
but can u measure your guilt to my last ounce of flab..can u match your pride to my lock of hair!

can your measure of deep breathes soothe my measure of insecurities?? there's no yes here, is thr!

Yes u faced, u did face; what I have faced, in luv...
I fear not, I fear not at all; ask me all that u want to know,
Can words ever rob me of my ecstacy n gift it to u!
Would u grab what they had to offer, could u adorn it, could u possessively guard it, as i have !!

Every spark of fire has its own light, its own warmth, its own destiny.... It is truly unique!
Every drop of rain has its own wetness, its own freshness, its own journey... It is truly unique!

Your tears may be salted water...my tears are salted water...same proportion, same composition...
But Can I give mine to shed, to thee? ....
My tears understand solely the language of my heart, they gather and burst forth only for my heart :)

My solitude, my loneliness, my excitement, my passions.....my decisions, my life, my death..
I chose them, I chose each and every of them...Sometimes I chose not to choose them !
amongst your umpteen common solutions - i chose, i accepted, i lived it and i died for it!

I am not unique!! Am I not!?

Suicide – The God of Cowards !

Suicide... a taboo ...a curse... a shame...

Aw come-on, its for those weak-hearted; those bloody escapists.....
Those foulest creatures who crawl and suck the blood of the worthy-others like a leech….

Its for those who believe – in want, in desires…..those pathetic selfish creatures…
They desire to be happy…….they want to be loved n cherished…..how silly !
The ‘Suicide – Man’ wants --- how the hell can he want….. huh……
Is he living in a shell, on a island !
Is he living with machines, are promises levers !

What is life… if not to be lived…
We ought to live, we ought to breathe….

What matters if your life’s highest achievement be – that u lived to be 60 and, then, died !

Ever seen a animal commit suicide…….nah……
The animal kills for a morsel of food n land…..but suicide…nah…!

Then how may the most ‘civilised human’ animal do it !

And yet he does it !

He who kills n builds, he who finds and invents……he who searches n cherishes……..
He dies for a simple wish!

He journeys the corridors of his mind…….searches, struggles, plans, executes…..
Suffers, cries, despairs….hopes yet again…….and despairs…….
He holds unto the unrealised dream, the unattainable hope……
And then He kills……does he? Does he truly?

The Coward ! -- He is the destroyer of God’s gift……the destroyer of God’s creation…….

Now why cant he… someone tell me, why cant he….
Abandon his dreams……..bend his spine…….live in dirt and live in spite…..
Compromise n manipulate, sacrifice n beg……

Is it so difficult…..is it so complex………
Nah…. He contrives to be understood, he struggles to be freed……
He labours n loves to the hilt…..he tries n tries ………….

And, then, He simply effortlessly impulsively happily dies………..
What matters if his life’s highest achievement be – that He refused to give up, and, hence, died !

He leaves us……..He abandons us……….. that we may be set free……that we may not be cowed…..

Leaving us with the world and travels alone into the un-known….

Whenver the child in me takes over, I fall in luv !!

Whenver the child in me takes over, I fall in luv...
Happens...well…once in a while….
Sometimes… happens all the time :-)
Whenver the child in me takes over, I fall in luv !

The woods look so inviting, the water so exciting...
Every flower - mesmerising beauty! Every ripple - an adventorous story!

Chirping with the birds...Dancing with the waves...
We all plead to the rain-gods...The clouds - our messengers!

I know not fear, I know not time! I know not home, I know not bed!

I know thee tiny bud - that flowers with the rain..
I know thee sweet earth -- that swirls and dances with the rain !

The river - a drunken danseuse -- no one dare stop her..
She will go and win over the sea !

I cannot sleep...oh how can i sleep...they are all waiting for me!!

The dark mountain will part for me....Today I stand taller !
The boundless ocean will chart my way ... Today I stand fiercer!

Yonder the mountains and oceans; lies the land of my dreams !!

I know not fear, I know not time! I know not home, I know not bed!
I am but the little princess! the wild seductress!

I fall in luv with the world ! I fall in luv with the unknown !!
I fall in luv with my dreams ! I fall in luv with luv !!