The boy who felt good feeling bad

            What a party it was with all the merriment and the dancing and the activities. Suri, as he would be called lovingly by his friends was having a bash. He was kind of a guy who would love to be the center of attention and at the same time act humble about it. He loved being appreciated by all but acted with an air of disregard for his appraisals. There was no doubt he had a plethora of talents, the list of which never seemed to end, but his actions were always backed by a selfish motive.

            Anyways, the party was going on really well. He had won a couple of prizes and a couple of hearts. But the prude that he was, he ignored the situation completely and continued the merriment with his male allies. He was happy as an early bird with its first catch as he was aware of the attention he was receiving, circumspect that he was about such activities around him. But he was not feeling good. He was happy!!! And yet not feeling good about it!!!

            Now it was the same guy who would try to become the sun for all the planets around him. He would do anything to make others like him. He would sense dislike and try everything in his might to overturn every vote against him. Why was he feeling bad? It was this realization that opened his eyes to the reality around him. He had stooped to such a low that he would have to dawn the role of an experienced mountain climber to scale back up.

            He realized that the only way to know he is on the right track is if there exist people who hate him. This led to the corollary that all these days he spent happily he was not. And hence the only way to be happy is to be not. Thereby he came to be know (only to himself) as the boy who felt good feeling bad.

POEMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, i like to try different things now and then. So, i said i'll do it, when my friend came up to me to ask me to accompany him to a poetry recital contest.Well what he meant was to just accompany him till the foot of the podium and i took it seriously and prepared myself a set of poems so that i would give him company even on the stage. Sadly though none of our poems got selected, so,.........here it goes......

Fly with me

I kept one foot out on the balcony

And pushed as hard as I could

I saw the ground beneath me shrink

As towards the heavens I took

I felt the wind blow through my hair

And over my back it swept

Under my belly it did a tickle

Through the air I crept

I raced the clouds

I raced the birds

I raced to the lords abode

I saw bliss everywhere as the mighty wind I rode

I was at peace

I felt blessed

I felt like ruler of all

And then was pulled back to the earth

When she cut the call….

ALL ELUSIVE LOVE 
Love is in the air they say

Love is in every one they say

Within every soul and every cell

How far it is true I cannot tell

I don’t know how far it is true

For I have not experienced it till now

But from the definition given I can safely say,

Love seems to be describing god in every way

I have gone to great lengths to experience love

Only I know what I have been through and how

I will give the lucky ones an ovation, a bow

And will continue on my quest for this all elusive love

Love is experienced by species all over

But only a human can contemplate its worth

It is like a river on route to its, vast, blue, soul mate

Trashing and bashing its hurdles, bracing itself and gushing forth

Nothing can stop its invigorating approach,

Cutting through earth like a mighty plough

And those who are yet to achieve this feat,

Will continue on their quest for this all elusive love.

Will I

Ring Ring rang the bell

The fight between the two was raging like hell

One was a demon the other an angel

The fight between the two was raging like hell

No one gave up no one gave in

Both were in a tiff, determined to win

They were fighting for their own cause

One for the power of will

And the other for time to kill

Angel summoned the strength within

Raging with fire, burning the demon’s skin

Demon in turn, wielded its force

Fought without honor, without remorse

Just when it seemed the demon would win

The angel ascended in might,

Fire within it thundering bright

Covering the eyes, retreating in shame

The demon knew it had lost the game

Ring Ring rang the bell

Out of the comfort of the bed I fell

The power of will had triumphed

Laziness retreating but my head bumped

With head held high I awoke

As the sunshine from the window broke

And it dawned on me, a hard day at work

I looked like an idiot, I felt like a dork

Oh, I wish the demon had won

This entire headache, I would have had none…..

DEPRESSION

I am depressed within and without

I do not know why; not even know why not

So, I ventured in far, I ventured in deep,

Into my soul’s abyss, I had a peep 

I got so involved I couldn’t even sleep,

With depression seething inside me, let more of it, into me, seep

And then with a jolt, out of this nightmarish dream, I did a leap

I said, I have done 22 now, have at least 60 more to reap

Then just as it had come in, out it went in a fleet

But with energy inside me, all deplete

The seed of happiness inside me I had sown

Pretty soon into a flourishing tree it will be grown

I was depressed within and without

I did not know why, but rid of it I had got.

TRUE GOD....

          The earth trembled and the noise reverberated in every household as the construction of the temple in the centre of Chennai continued for two months. The purpose of the temple was to dedicate it to the learning’s of the great entrepreneur and philanthropist in his life. Everyone knew the agnostic nature of the great Saravan Subramanian and were flummoxed to hear that the same agnostic was building a temple. No one knew to which lord the temple was dedicated to but rumors went around that people will be able to see the true form of the Gods in the temple.

          After two months of enduring the cacophony of the construction for two months that seemed like decades to few, people were flabbergasted to find a humungous structure the looked like the pyramids of Egypt. On top of the pyramid was a traditional south Indian style structure found in all the temples. Sadly though, Saravan expired during the construction of the temple due to reasons unknown but his son continued the construction without a delay.

          People started to pour in on the day of the opening. They wanted to see what the grand structure which overlooked the whole of Chennai truly had within its walls. They entered to find a staircase with a spiral that had a decreasing circumference as it moved to the top. It was split into two ways for ascending and descending people. Along the walls were the carvings of Mahabharat and Ramayan in series of key events in these sagas. Towards the end of the ascent were writings saying that you will meet the true God at the top and made this abundantly clear to all. The temple interior was simple and had a very serene sanctity. By the time people reached the top they felt at peace. The entrance to the top portion of the temple was flanked by two pillars. On one of the pillars was written the word “BELIEVES” and on the other was written “REALIZE” but no one could guess what for. The entered the top room to find a huge mirror and seats in front of it. On top of the mirror was written

“Look into the mirror and you will find the true GOD”