A Liar's Guide to the Dreams..

In the dead of the night, the dreams come in one by one. They cling to you with soft acceptance, and they know it all..

These are the dreams which leave a note of remembrance. They cling to our tongues like a bittersweet delight.

They feel familiar, though their flavour melts in the mouth... and taste distinctly unusual.


July 20, 2007

A Knight in the darkness...

There is a Samurai in my acquaintance who is a constant source of love, and aspiration for me.

I am in awe of him.

Sometimes walking down the mossy paths across the narrow bridges inside my being, I suddenly remember that there are fighters who made it, and suckers who did not. Sometimes I have fought, sometimes, I have been sucked in. What always mattered was that I survived. And I am. Surviving.

Its somehow simple once you realize that you can never give up on life. If you do, then it means you have lost yourself, left yourself behind, and given up searching for it. And so you try to find it in death.

7 comments:

zish said...

true..
and it does seem like ur having fun.. :)

Anonymous said...

Oops, you seem to have a new face with changed blog-face.

The Arrrrogant.

panu said...

zish - yes I am.

Arrrrogant - I am facing lotsa problems nowadays.... so there!

Dhruva said...

Fight on, warriorwoman. Forge yourself ways. :)

panu said...

Dhruva = constant support for me.

oracle said...

woman, you are our very own chitrangada.keep fighting.

*carry on carry on dancing*


*salutes*

panu said...

i will baby. chitrangada? as in Chit-ran-Gada?

khaise.