Pebbles...

I have seen the dews go down on misty cold mornings.. The little pearls lose their sheen and merge with the humus.. I have seen them struggle for a lfe thats their own .. Glorious, sparklin and shiny.. A little moment of unparalleled beauty of innocence ... Struggling to stay on a attachment free leaf.. Quiverring at the state beyond and fearing... Reflectin the sun back at the ground.. Pleading not to take me in... I have seen the surface break into a blob of water.. I have seen them falling into the ground rot... Pleading , crying and beggin for that extra moment of life.. Till they become just another blob of water on the ground.. Faceless , horrific and mundane...

I keep on hearing on all tabloids ..megazines and TV how girls are out to "prove themselves" and make their parents proud. A very laudible thing on the face value of it. Most of it come sfrom wanna be starlets with loads of attitude ..confidance ..and most of the times without a shred of cloth. Now dont get me wrong I love women without those stupid coverings ..! I mean just think of it if we were a burkha country like Sauidi arabia..!I wud commit suicide out of morbid deprsession. But How come i never hear these words out of women who are "actually" doin some thing. How come i never hear it out of women who have actually broken thru and are doin work that makes a difference...? How come Medha Patkar , Sonia Gandhi or maybe the president of Pepsico never made their parents proud? Or maybe they are too busy workin to give out sound bytes. I feel strongly that women who make such statements are either beauty queens or South bound actressess whose defination of suc...

As I wandered about .. Lost and confused ..my mind loopin in its own turns Returning to the came cross roads and takin the wrong turns again.. As i wandered about .. I stumbled and fell I kicked dust and dust kicked me.. I tried to find truth and truth played hide and seek .. As i wandered i came across many a lovely sights ..and ignored them I saw pain and suffering and failed to be moved ..lost in my own world. I tried to forget and forgive ..and maybe saw a logic in doin so.. I tried and tried and tried to put it all behind .. As i Wandered ... I lost count of time Of relations of love and honesty.. I lost myself ... and hurtled towards a chasm that opened its hungry black mouth And as I wanderd .. I came back to the crossroads ..and asked myself..!! Am i such a weakling.. And theni picked myself up..dusted the old memories.. I called out to the stallion of my inner hope and strength and rode out stridently ... ...