Rivulet

A flash of beauty,

The crack of dawn,

Shimmering sun's ray,

The scent of rain.

A surreal soundtrack

Or a soulful note ;

They take me back

And leave me sour.

I tried my best 

To make you mine;

The fire in me

But,burnt me whole.

I let you go

As someone told

For if only you sought

You were mine.

 Counting tides

I waited days

But no one came

Nor anyone spoke.

Why didn't you notice

That i was gone ?

My screams had echoed 

Through mountain mounds.

Tears rolled down

Formed eddy streams,

Till my rivulet grew

And left you far.

Wasn't he right ?

Who faithfully said;

That things sans reclaim

Were never truly ours to claim.

And that was when
It struck me hard;
That life was such -
So undeniably real!
_______

Cacophony - Haiku

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1.

Little girl cries

As parents fight loud -

  Insignificant pain.

~~~

2.

Cluttering bangles

On soft dainty arms -

Uncharted symphony.

~~~

3.

Poignant rants 

For once he lay

  Deaf to her pain.

~~~

Written for Haiku Heights . Prompt - Cacophony.

P.S :  I haven't focussed on the prompt per se, rather wrote sets of haiku inspired by the theme. I hope that is allowed. Thank you all for the comments :)

Spring Haze - Haiku

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Chime of the temple gong 

Travels through hazy spring maze -

Safety siren . 

Safety siren

Drifts through eerie forest - 

   Parched loner smiles . 

Written for Carpe Diem . Prompt - Onitsura's Spring Haze 

Old Talent And New Talent ?

                                    
                                This post finds its inception in a random comment by a friend . He put forth a statement which goes by " The movies were so much more enticing and deep a decade back ; so was music ". I agreed , not for the sake of avoiding a debate , but because I truly felt so . But the same passing comment by that person sent my mind whirring last day while I was travelling by train to my home town . Is it really so ? Can we simply go around bracketting the newer generation talents to be unworthy just because it doesnt please us ? The other side of the coin deserves to be analysed isnt ?   
  
                                     On further pondering I came to the conclusion that I find palatable music and movies in the recent years as well , a few of them exceptionally good and pleasing . So why do we tend to generalise the talent from the past to be golden hits while eye the fresh talents cynically most of the times ?

                
                               Last day while I was in the hospital OPD ,packed these days with fever cases ( blame the weather ), the cell phone of a bystander started beeping , rather screaming . The ringtone happened to be a song from the movie ' Aashique ' . Had it been any other occasion I wouldnt have had second thoughts on throwing a cold glance at that person . But interestingly , not this time around . For a second I wished the song would just keep playing !  

                               So what is this all about ? Nostalgia ? To an extent it can be reasoned so right ?  Something from the past , be it a movie , a song or an incident recalled instantly sends a refreshing shower down our hearts . Can that be the psychological basis for the tendency to generalise talents from the past to be better than the present , just because they make us feel good ? 

                                                  
                                                 Listening to some of the latest songs i am left with little option but to wonder whether they are even based on the ragas and rules using which they are supposed to have been created . ( pardon me , i am not trained in classical music . But an opinion about the same from a veteran would be most welcome ) . most of them sound catchy . But then, is it just me or does everybody feel that the tunes rarely manage to linger longer in our minds ? Maybe we should give the fresh talents the privilege of time to establish and prove their space . Accepting them for the time being seems the most plausible . 

                                    On the other hand , I have seen an equal number of youngsters who almost start throwing up when a golden song or movie is mentioned . They stare mockingly at you with an implicit message depicted in the same ' Dude , move on ! '. Accepted that taste for art varies from person to person , but then blatant respite for those which we find less insatiable is sheer hippocrisy . 

                                     Everyone is entitled to one's opinion . There is no hard and fast rule when it comes to  judging the quality of art . There is so much talent now as there was before , only if its more , with the growing technologies serving their share . Talent wherever you spot it deserves to be acknowledged .  Accept what pleases you , reject the others.

Yes , I Sleep With My Earphone !

                                         

                                             The cacophony erupts with the crack of dawn . That must be my mom yelling at the top of her voice ! I strained myself to make out bits and pieces from the whole fuss , with half opened eyes , almost certain that the gaga might be over me ! Proving my hunch right I caught a particular line that managed to be a tad bit higher pitched than the rest . . ' She slept with the earphone yesterday ! And she is doing that everyday ! ' I suppressed a chuckle lest I should invite more wrath upon me .

                                           Yes you guessed right . . My mom, as rebellious as one could ever be , belongs to the ' mobile phones cause brain tumour and long hours of music through earphone affects your equilibrium ' rung of the population . All concerned parents ought to be , I agree.

                                           I tell her , ' the next generation parents would certainly beg to differ as they themselves would find it difficult to get their ears off their favourite tracks , no matter where they are . . And she retorts , ' let us see if their eardrums manage to survive all these decibels 10yrs down the line ! :| I dont know if she has a point there or not , but sure I know that I cant do without the 500 + songs on my playlist !

                                           How would you feel when you have been in pain all day and after popping an analgesic onto your mouth , the searing pain ceases to trouble you just like that ? Heavenly isnt ? And thats how music works for me , must be the same for all music junkies , not the least bit exaggerating !

                                        You must be a true to the core music fan if you find yourself googling the classic bands , melodies , whatever be the sort of music , not hesitating to appreciate the golden touch of the old however less cool it might seem . .

                                      And you nevertheless , manage to keep track on the fresh bands n music artists mushrooming in the blink of eye to realise in awe that some of them arent that bad either ! . . .

                                                     You cant refrain from sleeping with your headphone on , not just one night , but every other night ! Yes the company is insatiable . . Hands down .

If every song on your playlist has a memory tagged to it . . And however hard you try you cant get to delete that particular song from your list . .

                                          You keep telling yourself that i'll be up and moving after the next song only to find that the song following was an even more fav one and before you knew you would be relishing an entire hour or more fiddling with the songs juggling them . .

                                        You have a few set of songs for every mood which you play back to back either to soothe you down , to cry your heart out or to pep you up . .

                                      The lyrics attract you just as much as the music , for you realise that the soul lies in what the song is trying to convey afterall. .

                                   When your mom wonders ' where is the music in this . Isnt this absolute noise pollution ! ' while you are checking out the latest Foo fighter's song , you reason hard to the last ounce of your energy to state how much the guitar clings take you to a high be it Metallica or Hoobastank or whatever ! . . When at the same time , you pay an ear to her favourite music as well if they promise to be meaningful and catchy . .

                                  Isnt it the one thing you allow yourself to befriend even in solitude ?

                               Right now the night has started spreading its tresses . . Why dont you plug your mind onto that latest earworm and call it a day :)

PEARL JAM

P.S : This post was written at sometime close to midnight . . and so the ending . And i like it the way it is that now i dont feel like changing it to suit whoever might read it at whatever times of the day . Pardon me :)

The Tunes Know Me . . .

With my ears plugged to the mellifluous track ,

I doodled idly with an ink that is black . . .

Humming low and soft to the dreamy tune ,

Fingers treading playfully through my locks waving like dune 

Bits of life brush past my mind ,

In sync with the lyrics they perfectly blend !

A few saw me smiling at times ;

While one made the ink smudge in my tears . .

The metal clings brought me ever to a high !

Dissolve does my inner self sometimes with a sigh

In awe am i with the world it leads me,

The emotional tussle, ruffle, the notes evoke in me !

Ask me in misery, what soothes me down,

A melody  is the answer and it wins sure hands down . .

Is there a company allowed to befriend me in solitude?

Yes, the arms of music , through thick, thin and fortitude .