THE WITHERING TREE

And even today after the exam, In the midst of people's swarm. I took out my cell and dialled a nunmber. The number belonged to my brother. The paper went well, I wanted to tell. The number you are trying to call is not reachable, The person's mere presence made me feel invincible. But he was nowhere in sight or was he there but invisible? Or Is it the time for me to turn responsible? I locked the keypad and kept the phone in my pocket, And I could feel some moisture in a corner of my eye socket. 'What happened", My friends there asked me, After the exam we were supposed to go out. But for me there would be now no more spree The FAILED TELEPHONE CALL for me was an emotional clout.

Though I have squandered my money to buy sour fruit, To eat them or not, I still have the choice. Though I have committed in my life some unavoidable fault, Still I have moments in life which I really rejoice Though I meet lots of people, each of them is a GOD's creation, To keep relationship with them is my own discreetion. Though I have been touched heavily by the hands of failure Still I get the oppurtunity to kiss ladder of success which I can clamber. But there comes a time in life when.. All depends on some random choice made by the tumbling dice Where sometimes u get the prize and at times u pay the price. Life come out to be a wierd examble of reward and penalties, where sometimes you climb the ladder and at times a snake bites.

And the two girls started their journey Both were wearing clothes that were scanty While one was trying to show her figure, Other was trying to cover herself from the eyes of vulture While one had a possesion of a mercedes car, Other used to eke her living in small town of bihar. While one boasted of high class life style of metro city Other lived at a place where even food was in scarcity. No matter how much different their lifestyle were, The had something in common that was pronoun ' HER' Unfotunately their fate was the same Which brought nation nothing but shame. And next day came headlines on page one This country is unsafe for women.

Just when I think I have learned the way to live, Life comes up with surprises that are hard to believe. My life seems to be constant irony of maturity and regression, And my sense of progress is based on nothing but ILLUSION. Illusion that is crafted by mu own mind, Illusion that every day is of other kind. Illusion give way to dream and at one point both intermingle and my inner self is left in turmoil and to struggle. Other people seem to have smooth, trouble free existence, Atleast that's what is deciphered from their countenence. Then why only my life portrays such complex behaviour And I realise other people are afraid to reveal their true color. I have also learnt to live with a fake mask, But to live such life is an arduous task. We commit agaist each other this daily show of normality. I hate such kind of futility that we follow each day as duty. It now seems my life is devoid of all the wit, And my trouble is I analyse life instead of living it.

It was one hot afternoon in the month of june, when I was listening to some sad tune. sitting alone on my sofa, I glanced across my verendah. Bare chest, Bare bodied with ragged clothes to wear, there was a hawker selling something that hot summer. What was that, i was not able to decipher, coz I my self was on the verge of tears, On both sides there was free flow of water, water was dripping from his stooped shoulder, and mine in the form of tear. He was sweating to earn a living I was crying coz I was dying He was a victim of bhopal gas tragedy i ruined my own life which was once a melody. He refused to accept any kind of aid. one weak moment and I was victim of aids. He had no protection against the sun, But I have no reason to have not used the protection. His shoulders stooped coz of responsiblity and mine coz i have lost my dignity. He was helpless against the SUN I was helpless coz of my SIN But his life will see spring once again. and for me even FULL MOON was the only possib...

With the bird singing and sun rising, I was engrossed in deep thinking, What will this festival of diwali bring. will the festival of light curb the darkness and end my suffering. Even a single moment is enough to make life devastating. It was memories from the past that my mind was nourishing Ah! It was one fine morning, when I was in my office and she gave me a ring, telling me that she was expecting. there was happiness on our door knocking in the form of angel with a wing That day she seemed like a queen and i the invincible king. But all happy things have an ending, She was lying in front of me and her hands were waving "Take care of our daughter" she said to me before going I was yearning, She was leaving I felt helpless seeing her dying In my lap was my daughter with her eyes asking, What happened to mother , why is she sleeping, 'wake up mother, i will always do what you say", she went to her grovelling and there i was standing with my eyes crying and my hear...

What is the true meaning of loyality? Is it waiting for someone who hurted you immensely and you stand there with your lips smiling and your heart crying and weeping with your life wilting and withering But this cannot be called loyality I had enough of this brutuality I was a fool to waste all these years, Now the time is over, the show is over. The stage is lifted and getting ready for other color. The pigeon is free, the cage is unlocked. the wheel is all set to find itself another road. The things are over and its now past, The is no use in searching an answer to "who's fault"

Where are the bright sun rays? Why atmosphere is colored as bay? Where is the chirping of birds? What has happened to the world? To describe this, I have no words. I can see some lifeless body on the ground. I realize it was my body when it turned around. Beside the body was written message from GOD, After reading which, I was really shocked. "Why are you killing yourself slowly? I can give you all smoke you want in a jiffy. Why are you turning yourself into ash? I can grant you death in a flash." Why the hell I could'nt figure out before, I was killing myself and no more. I had wrong apprehension, Smoking would reduce my tension. My heart, My lungs. My body were completely choke, the only reason of which was cigrette smoke. Smoking made me frail, smoking made me weak, The chances of recovery are now really bleak. Now you have enough of reading, and i hope you will also quit smoking, or you will be only responsible for your own killing.

These days when you are with me, I have no worries, i am tension free. The whole atmosphere is like a kind friend, Life is smooth, there is no bend. Where every night the moon will bloom like a flower, and your presence gives me strength, it gives me power. Wish to have a little place in your heart so my life again do not fall apart. Wish to have a little space in your thoughts, and we forget all the wrong reasons for which we fought. I was hopeful of your coming back, now everything is settled, my life's back on track. I promise to fill your life with happiness, I shall take care of you even if the world ends.

Without you I cannot walk, With you I can fly, You were apple of my eye, You were my cutie pie, You were reason of my existence, but I lost you against fate's persistence. Time changed and Darkness spread, I felt sacred, I felt like dead. I was alone, I was lonely, I was sad, I was gloomy, I waited for months, I waited for years, I remembred you in every breath, I yearned for you in every prayer. Wish we never had a break up, I want to settle, I want to make-up. My love for you is not like momentary flashes, The LOVE will take a rebirth as if Phoneix from its ashes.

That was one fine sunny day, When two roads diverged in the wood, and we decided to part our way. One way had door to silver, other to gold. It was very difficlt to decide which one to take, because both were real and none were fake. At last, I gave you liberty to take the decision, whether to take left or to take right turn, and I shall go to other one. But without you, it was no more fun, So i decided to take a U-TURN, and come back to T-Point. What is the use of life when you are not on my side, but when i came back you were no where in sight. Shoul I follow your path or should i wait, and I decided to stay coz that was my fate. I am still waiting for you, My love for you is real, My love is true. And I promise to wait for you forever, Please do come, coz my body shall need a cover.

"Where should I go, where should I go" asked the farmer's son, "I want to earn, i want to earn", He said when he reached eleven. "I want to go where the earth meets the sun", His eyes were sparkling with ambition. "Before you go, there is lot to learn, life is not bed of roses, it is not always fun. You can go when you are twenty but one" replied the farmer filled with experience to shower. "Tomorrow is your birthday, Dear son, And I free you from all your obligation, But before going remember this one, Always walk and never run, because you may lose your direction" "What does it matter , if i walk or i run, For Life always has an option of U-TURN. So even if i loose my direction, I can again start from square one" There the son goes with this thought in his mind, Life is very generous, Life is very kind. Beyond the ocean, lays his destination, for that is the point where the earth meets the sun. So he became the captain o...