Last night before a life

Last night at home
Last time it is
Last feeling of being torn apart
Last time of a soul gone bare
Last time today the tears have dried
Last time it is before I smile
A smile that won’t be for the last time.


Then vs Now

They didn’t smile at everyone around,
A smile then was taken as an invitation.

They wouldn’t say sorry for nothing,
Here they’re sorry even when they don’t know what you want.

It was easy for them to get angry at anything,
Here, they’re just politely rude.

Emotions were high all round back then,
Now it’s all so subtle and succinct.

The colors there were more beige and brown,
The pastels more plain,
The hues more soft.
Here it’s all green, yellow and red,
The shades more bright
The tones more deep.

They taught us all about jeans back then,
Here they train you in stockings and shorts.

They hovered around anyone’s meal,
Here eating is a somber task.

They clung on to anyone they saw,
Here they make contact to forget.

The morning there started with a hug,
A heart felt smile, a glint in the eye.
Eyes here open to a reflection of the walls and a mirror that erises no one.

The day there finished before it started,
The one here engulfs all the time.

The thoughts there were more simple and relaxed, limited to the petty sorrows of life.
The ones here are more about the bigger picture in life, the better good, the larger tomorrow.

Love cause I want to, not cause I have to

Reading the updates of people in my network enables me to identify the “emptiness” in their lives.

Girls who are engaged to get married are writing solemn quotes hoping that their fiancee will read them and transform into their Knight in shining Armour.

Boys who are engaged are busy with their sophisticated and coded “boy-talk” in order to hide their true colors from their fiancee while his friends are gleefully commenting upon how phenomenally “blessed” is his fiancee.

Girls who are married are going crazy over pictures of their honeymoon and their “perfect” life together. While actually all they want is one “like” or “comment” from their husbands.

Boys who are married are covering their walls with “all boys times” or “office screw ups” and somewhere in between make an odd comment on their state of mind which is only “liked” by their beautiful wife!

Girls who are single are spending their lifetime on capturing their emotions within words or via songs and discussing their vacuum publicly while making sarcastic remarks on the dearth of “good men”.

Boys who are single are so shy to accept their emptiness socially that they are happy discussing even the length and breadth of Vicky’s “donor” just the evade this discussion completely.

In all of this, there are some married/to-be-married couples who resonate the happiness equivocally and give me hope.

Relationships are to be shared. A man-woman relationship is about completion and fulfillment. It’s about acceptance.

I want to “bear” my man not cause I have to, but cause I Want To.

PS. The above mentioned views are based on “my” observations of 902 “friends” in my network.