My Princess

A few weeks and you'll be here.
You will come into being and put a picture to all my thoughts.
Your smile will fill my days, your tears will break my heart.
I will be a mother - I don't know how to be one, you'll teach me along the way.
I will fumble, not do things right the first time, but I'll learn.
You'll teach me how to be one - by things you do right, and things you do wrong, by things that make you angry and things that make you sad, but mostly by things that make you smile - those that will make you laugh and be joyful. It's your joy that will help me be the mother that I would like to be.
Like my mother is to me - one that is full of love, one who takes away all my worries, one for whom my smallest problem is bigger than her biggest troubles. She never judges me, even when I lose my cool,  even when I am bitter, when I make her the target of any of my worries - she is my sounding board. She knows me like no one else can. I know that no matter how big the problem is, telling her makes it fine. I am her princess and will always be even when I'll be all grey hairs. So will you be mine!
My princess in a few weeks from now and for months and years to come.

Sing!

Sing a song from you heart, don't care if it rhymes. Sing a lullaby and put your worries to sleep. Sing it deep. Sing it loud... for the crowd. Sing it alone. Sing to the unknown. Sing it here. Sing to no fear. Sing to your hopes, and Sing to your dreams. Sing to the past. Sing to those that last. Sing to now .Sing it How! Sing to love. Sing to all of the above.
Sing ..

plunge.

There was a fear in my pit.
A strange plight!
turmoil, anxiety, stress ! yes fright!!
And then you close your eyes.
And then you breathe in deep.
And then you feel the world.
And then you let the air seep.
And let the world remind you.
Of all that it reaps,
Of all that grows,
Of all you breathe.
And you feel your soul,
And you smile to your eyes.
You embrace all that comes.
You embrace the goodbyes.
Just when you close your eyes.
Just when you smell the sky.
Just when you yearn the earth.
Just when you take that step.
Just when you drop that fear.
You pick up yourself.

lets celebrate !

no flutes or frills or fancy flowers
just a stay in this day in this world
..thats ours .

Thought for the days

For when it rains again
For when the skies are grey
Go on and flutter your wings
Go on and fly way
And if you fly enough
And if you fly on high
You'll see the rainbow
You'll see the clear blue sky

It

Tumbling. Falling. Bruised and Tattered.
It gets up again and fights.
It searches for its calling.
It does not indulge in pity.
It does not wallow in its own plight.
It seeks its wings.
It takes the plunge.
It enjoys every moment...
of the lonesome flight.
It searches for shadows.
It enjoys the sweats.
It basks in the glory.
It challenges the threats.
It never gets down
when the wind goes the other way.
It discovers its own sky.
It charters its own path.
A Lonely warrior.
It soars and flies
It doesn't care what the others say.
A Winner. A Doer. A Dreamer ...
they follow IT.
The sound of their own heart.
Have you heard your own thump..
close your eyes..
go for IT..

a line dRAWn

I was at my origin, a simple point ! ( to plead my case further :) )
I deflated my ego, I increased my expanse and avoided the distractions.
I became a line, I ran along to meet you, I took the shortest path possible.
They say there is exactly one line that can be found that passes through any two points.Is this the one?
That line I ran gave birth to a new me every step, Infinite steps ;they say for the shortest path.
Are there Infinite me? (may be ..I am still counting . ).
But somewhere along the same time you started running too.
A little unsure of the direction you took.
If you are headed straight and are coming towards me we will meet soon.
If you have taken some curves along the road, may be we will meet if destiny has it.
Are you headed towards another goal?
May be we will be running parallel forever ... and I will be still counting the infinite MEs.
May be we will cross paths.I will live one life at the intersection.
And may be I will stop my wanderings there.
but then again may be I will carry on in some other direction!!

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This what happens , when you are bored of work. And you get nostalgic,
and you think of school.then you remember math.and you remember geometry.You remember the basics. You have google and you have wikipedia. You are Bored!!
Inspiration for this post : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Line_%28mathematics%29 :)