Sunday, March 7, 2010

Differences I saw here are a lot. People seen to acknowledge your pesnce. You know the person or not, you stiil smile and talk. I was spoken to by a lot of people in the lobby.
Movies show blacks in bad light. A nigerian went out of the way to help me reach my place in the US.
Cars are a necessity here, not a luxury.
People follow rules, in all walks of life. Be it driving, crossing the road or anything.
People here are open. They admit they were wrong if they were so, and also expect you to.

many more to come

Do you really know yourself

All your life you have been aloof. or Atleast giving an impression that you are aloof, alone, detached and loved being that way. You feel you are strong and can manage anything,  all alone.

Then strikes the lightning, the realization  You are attached to people. You were just acting/showing off (to whom) that way because maybe you wanted people to to notice you. people tend to notice weirdos  You were that weirdo.

Inspite of that acting, four close friends drive up to see you off, even when whom you expected to did not turn up. There might be chances that the people you expected to turn up know that you will be alright, you can manage etc. Ther are chances that the people who showed up wanted to confirm the wierdo is gone, gone for good. What ever the case, my eyes welled up when I was entering. I got the feeling of getting detached :(

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Oh!! beautiful stranger, an ode to thee

Oh stranger, I wait for thee
unknowing whats in store for me,
The train is about to reach
Finally it comes to a halt with a screech.

There you are out and you too get down
Full of hopes in a new town,
Little did you know that you took my breath away
And in my heart you were forever to stay.

As in every formality you wish me, hi
Not knowing that I would never let you say goodbye,
I too wish you very slyly, saying a 'hi'
Wishing in my mind, never would I have to say a goodbye.

Finally, one thing led to another
making us stay together forever,
here I am, thinking you would agree
when I ask you, will you marry me?