that old place

i revisit that corner
we frequented not long ago
everything is still the same
each letter, we carefully constructed
each word that were meticulously put together
they remain, they still speak to me
they stare at me as if with sad eyes
wondering where you are,
asking me where you've gone
they blame themselves in their utter stillness
as if they had made a mistake
So, loss for words
i tell them, you've sent them regards
and that we'll pay them a visit
sometime, maybe in the future

it's the weather

it's that time of the year again
when all is in slight sepia mode
the furious monsoon has receded
giving way to nostalgic October,
there's a nip in the air when the sun goes home
the starry sky expands endlessly
and the lone moon shines high and bright
looking down at me as a
as we wander alone in this vast world

all is at rest,all around me
in this stillness,i still miss you
this change of season i feel in the air
but the evergreen leaves fail to show me
they could be me not wanting to change colour
but it's the change in weather they can't deny
as they inwardly prepare for the freezing cold months

...

It’s getting harder by the day

Wondering what you’d be doing tonight

The day is drawing nearer each day

When we were suppose to meet

I dreamt that when all is done

In the sacred place, in His sanctuary

You would swing by my humble abode

We would laugh away the night

In secrecy we would

Cuddle under the velvety sky

Counting the stars

Not wanting to think the future

That we wanted but now fail to ignore

I remember long ago

The fire of annoyance lighting our way

Until it fizzled out

With much fear I chose the path

Leading to your heart

Didn’t you choose the same?

You’ve let me be

High and dry in the highway

I’ve been too far already

To head back home alone in this cold night

Wouldn’t you at least lend me your flickering light?

The couch reminds me of you

And I fail each day not to stare at its emptiness

I don’t enjoy swinging by anymore

The place I once frequented

We made memories there

I remember the minute detail,

Your gentle touch,

The fire in your eyes

I can still hear your heartbeat

While you now seem to forget it all

You filled that empty street for a while

Now it’s empty and dark all over again

A mountain of pride tells me each day

That I’ve been wronged

I’ve seen it with my eyes

The betrayal in your gait

It keeps me calm during the day

Drives me to work and reach me home safe

But as I lay to rest in the night

The quietness reminds me again

How much I miss you

And I lie to myself that you didn’t wrong me at all

That I brought all these upon myself.

wednesday happiness

i see your face in the blue velvetty sky
in the white fluffy clouds i feel your presence
the glorious sunrise reminds me of your faithfulness
the glistening sunset tells me of your promise
that never fails

You've given me much and my cup overflows
i'm amazed by the numerous things that one can learn
You've shown me much that i can harness each day Lord
i stand amazed in our presence
for you've shown me what 'abundant life'  is

from where i am Lord,i can't see it all
but in Your love i can see more
More that what the world trains me to see
beyond daily existence on earth

i long for the day when You and i will walk down
hand in hand along the streets of heaven
i will tell you how much love you
not just in thoughts and through your creations
but face to face i will proclaim
Your loving kindness and faithfulness

Walk with me through the streets today
as i cross the road and take turns
hold my hands tight

how much you mean to me

i watch the smoke
spiralling out of my mouth
lingering on just for a bit
hovering around my shoulder
caressing up my forehead
just to disappear in the thin air so soon
it's almost sad
But
how will i hold it still?
how will i make it stay?
then
i realise
it could suffocate me
it will kill me
unless it goes away

Lunglei blues

I'm travelling yet again and it looks like i'm going to spend much more time than i had planned. I'm in Lunglei and absolutely loving it. I'm so in love with the greens all round me, the beautiful sunrise and sunset that one gets to see from Zotlang and Serkawn make life all the more delightful. Unlike Delhi and Aizawl, there's no traffic jam and no honking to be heard. I get to stay in this really quiet place in the outskirt (a kind friend lets me stay while she's away). I share the house surrounded by beautiful trees and hills with her rather active cat Kiko. As i walk back in the evenings from the town centre, i get to hear crickets, birds chirping and watch the dancing leaves against the gentle wind. It's such a brilliant break from a busy life! Though i'm here on fieldwork, it feels more like a holiday.
Somebody buy me a house in Serkawn/Zotlang/Salem!

On a cold January evening

when all is bleak and dull

we crowd the house we once frequented

as children,as teenagers

clad in school uniforms

So many new tunes have set in

within us,amongst us

during the years we failed to meet up

new strings some have acquired

not losing the old charm

Sitting by the lovely fire

we recall the old days

sour punishments became delightful

those harsh words have become jokes

remembering Neuhof

And we part ways again so soon

few hours take us far

we hold so dear memories of brown

those of teachers much to say

of the place none forgets