Confessions of an Unjust Lady : Altruistic Renditions: Dauji ... Chhotey Dauji ...

Confessions of an Unjust Lady : Altruistic Renditions: Dauji ... Chhotey Dauji ...: Chaudhary Sahib where are you looking? I am addressing this blogpost to you Dear. Look here Mister ... The one whom you conned is seeking...

Hidden Eyes ...

Mesmerizing eyes ...
Beautiful eyes ...
Long pensive gaze ...
That's the way the World saw us ...
That's the way you watch over me ...
Hidden Eyes ...
Long gone memories ..
Of a past ...
That was sweet ...
A memory not bitter ...
A memory still burning bright ...
A flaming inferno within ...
Hidden Eyes see this vision ...
Hidden Eyes worry a lot...
What became a memory ...
Was a beautiful thought ...
Moments spent together ...
Melting moments ...
Culmination of two souls ...
A Chocolat' moment ...
The Kundalini pose.

Prose written by Hidden Eyes ...
Poetry abounds galore ...
Those few moments ...
A reminder of gaiety abounds.
Hidden Eyes have seen them all ...
Burning in desire with me ...
Hidden within his Heart ...
The memories of yesterday.

Hidden Eyes ...
No more hidden from my soul.

Footprints on my Soul ...

On a melancholy note today ...
I reminisce about yesterday ...
Some souls that touched my soul ...
Some that brushed past ...
Some that hurt ...
Can hurt me no more ...
Yet footprints on my soul ..
Nevertheless.

In a World..
Already bitter with their own truths ...
Souls lay bared ...
Ensnared in their own nets ...
I walk about ...
Watching them struggle ...
No remorse ...
Yet, a sadness envelops ...
Seeing people suffer ..
Not knowing it is but a mirage.

Imprints on a tender heart ..
Scars that remain ..
Healing taken place yet ...
A twitch to feel the ache ...
Footprints ...
On the sands of time ...
Footprints on my soul.

The Child Woman ...

She grew up ...
She grew Tall ...
She grew large ...
She was huge ...
Yet, she remained a child at heart ...
All forgiving ...
All forgetting ...
Egocentric...
Yet, waif like .....
Shy, introvert , a recluse ...
Afraid of the World beyond her own realm ....
Her boundaries...
Set by herself ...
To avoid pain ...
Heartbreak and treachery.
Her bane ... her beauty ...
Her curse ... her anger ...
Suppressed ...
But, when erupted ...
Tore her World apart.

The child woman ...
In the throes of her pain ...
Self esteem lost ...
Bearing lost ... wandered ...
A wanderlust took over ...
Her journey began ...
But, she never lost her innocence ..
Never lost her faith ...
Coz' she was brought up to believe ...
Believe in the good in others ...
Each time she believed ...
She was duped ...
She was ravaged ..
Left high and dry ...
Squeezed and bereft of everything ...
Numbed emotions a return gift ...
A rape of sense and sensibilities.

She bounced back each time ...
She built her life from scratch ...
She reached the pinnacle ..
And, then she took the plunge ...
Left her success behind ...
Started afresh ...
A new challenge ...
Her motto ...
What others can't do...
I shall make a Success story out of it ...
A child like focus ...
Intent on finishing her task ...
Yet, soft at heart ...
Hard in bearing ...
But, a soft kernel within ...
The Child Woman ...
All set to take on the World Once again.

I Know ...

I know ... you are reading me ...
Don't utter a word ...
You will know me better ...
What I went through in life ...
To be so Bitter.

Yet, hope never dies ..
Am still the hopeless romantic ...
Seeking warmth in every breath ...
Trusting my failing instincts ...
yet hopeful ...
each time I fall ...
i stand up taller ...
I become stronger ...
Am like the gust of wind ...
Gaining momentum ...
With each passing moment.

I know you are reading me ..
Your heart may bleed ...
Stay strong for me ...
That's what you are meant to be ...
A strong pillar ...
A pillar I look at ...
And, gain my inspiration from.

I loved you then ...
I love you now ...The only difference ...
Life goes ON.

When Heaven Cried ...

I haven't shed a tear so far ...
They the clouds , the Heaven, The Gods ...
Are doing the needful...
They are crying coz' their daughter is hurting ...
They can do nothing ...
But cry their heart out ...
Flood the World ...
Create havoc in pain ...
They are letting their fury out ....
On Mankind that hurt their daughter ....
How can I cry, when they weep in Unison for me?
My heart is heavy, but  am smiling ...
Little ones watch me ...
How can I cry?
They would cry too ...
I can't let the innocent cry with me....
So, the rest of the mankind suffers ...
As God's daughter suffers in Silence.

The Heaven cries...
Creating Hell on Earth ...
Am surrounded by waterlogged roads ...
Pathways people take for their home...
All hell has broken loose...
People are scampering home ..
I sit here watching ...
Their sufferings ...
Coz' God's daughter doesn't cry ...
She was never meant to cry ...
She watches mankind cry ...
Her smile dry on her dry lips ...
Her eyes vacant ...
She is Me ...
And, I don't cry ...
I make them cry that bring aches to the innocent ...
I make the devil pay for his sins ...
The devil is Man...
See  his sins ...
Watch his brethren suffer.

The Heavens cry for me ...
The Gods shed their tears ...
I watch silently ...
I have no fear.

The fall of the Titan ...

Every great pillar of strength has his or her weakness. What comes up, that rises up, has to fall ; be it the rupee or dollar as in the thirties or the great temple of the greatest Shiva... Then who am I? Am just a small bits of atoms and molecules that had its rise but on the way, lost her way and fell into a deep abyss of heartache and pain.

When Titan fell, the Sea was in a turmoil... With my fall, my World comes apart. A small little World of happy dailies and smiles; Now, no more... nothing left, just bits and pieces of a Woman considered Strong but really a waif shivering in the Monsoon rain.

The Earth with all its glory, will one day wither away too, the smell of the beautiful flower will be remembered... in memories ; a World of machines, we all have become... feelings to be played with ... to be tread upon, crushed and walked upon.

Blame it on your faith and fidelity....you give your all believing in the false kisses and hugs... promises of a tomorrow and then the Devil turns around and says  it was a mutual understanding. What a misunderstanding leading to the fall of the Titan.

A Toy to be played with and then left astray, forgotten in some godforsaken corner of the room ... never to be found again. Dust and rust, a gift given while leaving.

Titan met his fate, Titanic drowned in Icy waters ... Where does this Woman go? Which Ocean to drown in? Which river to be taken away with? With landslide to bury me? Which Avalanche has my name written on it?

The Fall of the Titan .... A grim Reality!

Trappings within ...

Amused at the thoughts ...
That cross my mind ...
Vagrant and juvenile...
Wild and free ...
Thoughts that make me smile ...
Wondering ... What if !

These words ...
Melting pots of wild wisdom...
Pearls white and black ...
Musings trapped within.

The droplets on my window...
Reminding me....
Seasons don't remain the same ...
Not this year, nor another...
Not yesterday ...
Nor today.

Trapped within me ...
A desire ...
No many desires ..
So many...
All to be fulfilled ...
Just a thought ...
What if!

Sheltered , cocooned ...
I look at the Trap door shut ...
Not the one to open it anymore ...
Lest I be hurt again.

My World...
My Place ...
My Bliss...
Trapped the World Outside.