The Sunflower Samurai

The sunflowers... they are gone, as if they were just a dream...

I know it wasn't a dream. I know it. He was here.
He was here and now he's gone.
He's left me here alone, in our bed, in our house, in our world... alone.
He's waiting for me, waiting for me to follow... he knows I will come.

I tried to stay... but alas, there is nothing left for me here.
I tried to hear the music of the birds, but alas, they have flown away...
I tried to breathe in the scent of the lakes, but alas, they have dried up again...
I tried to dream of him everyday, every second, but alas, I have forgotten his face...

She turned her head sleepily, ''mmm... whaa.''
"Open your eyes, princess."
''mmm...''
"My darling, open your eyes... just once..."
''umm... nooo.''
"shhh., shhh, ok, ok... remember dear, when you need me, follow the smell of the sunflowers."
He kissed her on her forehead. She smiled without opening her eyes, snuggled up to her pillow and drifted off...

I didn't open my eyes, to see him one last time... didn't open my eyes...
I am going to follow the sunflowers... the smell of the sunflowers, but alas, I waited too long...


it is winter.

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Tears of blood, fall as flakes of snow...

We think we are right, we think we know.

And when it all comes to pass, we find...

We are the raindrops, not the rainbow.

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I Wish..... In Vain....!!

A Wish

how i wish,
how i wish u were here.....

I lie on the ground,
and stare into space,
the stars start to move,
make the shape of your face.

I miss ur touch ,
and ur intoxicating kiss,
In a sea of desperation,
an islet of bliss.

and yet again my love,
ur here in my dreams,
makin me pine for you,
teasing me ,it seems,

You say "close your eyes",
"tell me what you see",
I see only two people,
just you and me.

We're walking the shoreline,
angelic feet on wet sand,
sendin shivers up my body,
at the touch of ur hand.

We make love through the night,
on that white sandy shore,
then I hold you thinking,
I could want nothing more.

and that is when i realize,
what it means to be in love,

i can live through hell,
for a million years,
just for that one kiss,
just for one touch of yours.
and then when im finally with u,
i know,one will just never do....

Oh I wish I could be,
in that one special place,
as I lie on the ground,
and I stare into space...

how i wish ,
how i wish u were here.....

I had a dream last night ...!!

Picture my dream of last night and bet you would know why i like to sleep as much....

Imagine...the A-list.

She arrives in a limousine...or at least a Mercedes or Bentley...
Two BIG,REALLY BIG monsters of men guard the entrance to the Taj.If it wasn't for those 2 mountains the thronging crowd would pulverize the nervous little butler waiting anxiously.He got a big job tonight.He's assigned to run duties for MISS ---------.....(that's a secret...).

The chauffeur opens the door and out she steps.The crowd goes mad.Everyone wants to look at her....My god just look at her.
Stunning in the most unconventional way,she is not your usual bimbo or a bombshell or DD blonde.
No makeup, just a dash of kajal, No swagger, calm composure, No shiny pout, just a million dollar dimpled smile.
No plunging necklines and absent backlines, just petite well tailored formals that accentuate her curves just as well as they hide them.
No expensive jewellery,no fur,no glitter......just her....

She's not a movie star,she's not a supermodel,she's not the prime minister,she's not a pageant winner....
though in truth, if she wanted she could do more justice to every one of those roles than anyone on this planet today!!

And the crowd roars and the crowd screams as she signs a few autograph,smiles at a few people.She's waiting....
Reporters flood her with questions barely audible above the crowd's din.Even as she is answering a few of them, a sudden glint shoots furtively across her face.The twinkle in those eyes, and the glorious dimples, the lights grazing off her hair.....she smiles.A guy,dressed a trifle too rough to be a socialite, huffs and puffs in through the crowd having to literally tear through the crowd.And he reaches the impassable mountains guarding his object of desire.And she saw him too ... a flick of the hand tells the monsters to let him through .... he runs ahead and in full view of an aghast crowd takes the fairy tale princess in his arms and kisses her.

And before anyone can react the princess and her pauper have eloped on the guy's motorbike.And as if on cue, the princess lets out a whoop of joy stirring the entire page 3 crowd out of their shocked trance....This page 3 crowd just made front page!!!

That was my dream .... actually there was a diamond solitaire also in it somewhere towards the end.... ;)
And i thought and thought and thought and spent an entire day pondering over what this impossible dream could mean to me.

And you know what i figured out today ...


IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHING.