A Unique Case of "Jalaibee"

The rich sugary warm low hanging scent is well known to all the pedestrians, the magical patterns that are are weaved renders it’s luring capabilities fully effective, making every mouth watery, and no head unturned.  With over a quarter of the population diabetic, Jalebis are never taught to be selective in alluring. the sugar filled rings entices everyone into grabbing a few bites, its claws blinding people with desire. this is where it gets really dense. when fingers crawl for another ring, the head gives a halt call, so people instead indulge into a battle between craving and turning away. it’s borderline genius how nobody gets to think of making it soggy and finally making those crispy juicy crazy patterns fall into a straight line. After all it’s inviting and delicious to the eyes and taste buds, who has the heart to look into the doings of something so innocently sweet and toothsome. i wouldn’t at least think of what’s it made of, what it does inside, and how’s it acquired. who would choose to delve into the tubes of its components instead of munching away with a conscience as clear as a crystal?

Incoherent attempts at Love

An unstoppable tear-shed, thinking of all the times i was abandoned and yet i wasn't, to think of all the times i cried alone and yet alone i wasn't,  to think of all the times my wishes were granted and my attempts succeeded, the loving strokes His breeze carried.. to the poetry birds sung to the beats the oceans rolled, and notes hearts jazzed to. The mountains and leaves and valleys and rivers portraying the poetry i would too have expressed much similarly  had i set forth to paint His praise. The patience He exhibited against my timeless sins. Of knowledge He bestowed when of ignorance i hid my face. Of countless secrets He kept, of His support and security, of His watchful gaze, of all the pains i was kept safe from. Of my burdens He carried the larger share of, of times He overlooked my faults. And above all He let me be exactly the way i was. I didn't have to change for Him. A relationship with no pretense. The rarity!

Thus i came to know God;

God, have you left?

I write this, hoping that it'd reach you,

I remember the times when you used to be a prayer, a call or a cry away. then there were times when people would gather and make a collective call. Even that used to work. But none of it, in fact nothing at all qualifies anymore. You've sort of turned away far beyond anybody's reach, and now i think that the last chord has been cast away too.
I remember stating my issues when i'd come across warnings in your scriptures every now and again. it breaks my focus i'd say, i feel scared i'd complain. It terrified me. But now i'm beginning to register why - so man would refrain.
Turn back God, have mercy, we'll behave, help us, guide us.

Gone to conquer the heavens

four a.m and i wake up
to the sound of a mother's wail
the pain never to hold him again
i gasp and hide my face turning away
thanks God i have no share;

Eternity's clock

But up till now, i had sworn myself to loneliness, that part of me fossilized in time when my eye rested upon you for eternity. A moment of soulful annihilation, the unimaginable peace amidst thunderstorms a promising wrap of petals around the fragrance, the dance of the drunken bee, flying within the perishable parameters, drunkenly low, with a buzz, symphonic.

Priceless Devotion

The devotion of leaves amused me, for they whirled like the dervishes. And as i looked more intently how they jumped from one lap of the wind to another, i noticed them carrying the blueprint of every stroke existent in the tree, tree, the leaf's truth. How they swirled happily away. Completely drunk on the idea that they had fulfilled their purpose. As if they now contained the divine script encoded. Fancy that...

You're not alone!!

Despite the bone creeping winds, degrees  down to the scale's least. Even the steel-knives-like gusts withheld their power to blow away the flames; as if they too didn't have the nerve to enact upon; as if they too are taken aback!!

Dear God: it doesnt require rocket science to figure out that it was a display of ultimate wrath.
Forgive our sins, guide our souls.

For What God Brought together was His Finest Work

My dearest parents,
Right from the moment when you first bore me into your arms, through the endless rocking until I'd slip into a deep undisturbed slumber. To when you packed me tight and talked to me for hours at a stretch, and made me giggle about things that unfortunately my memory did not keep a record of. To the times when you'd spread your arms wide when I'd crawl towards you, nestling into your lap. To when you gripped my hand on my first step. Which proved to be an endless support to this day. To my crazy tales and endless wild dreams. You made me dwell in your heart and made the world around a perfect place all adorned with your love.
What more could I ever ask for, Specially when I saw my dreams reflecting in your eyes as if they were your own. And your struggling more than me to make them happen.
How can mere words of gratitude succinct??
I pray God rewards you in the best of ways; today and always.
Happy Anniversary!
Much love!

I Found The Heavens Wordless

And you declared:
Enter through these doors
And on your way out
Forget about your worries for good!

And yet when i passed through your gates,
All laden and bent by their weight,
I looked up at the heavens and wondered:
What worries could possibly remain?? 

Moon's Scars Shine Too

Sometimes I gaze at the moon and wonder how lonely it feels. All for a nightly stand-out, having traded its company and beauty.. Maybe love did that. maybe that's how it got to reflect the sun in itself. Not many have eyes for the moon, its neither spotless nor perfectly-pentavalently-pointed or twinkly, luring the the gazer's eyes..And yet all scarred and imperfect, it hangs the lowest and shines the brightest; lightening up everything its beam touches.
What it does for the sun is phenomenal,  so much for having the sun lend some of it to the moon. and this appears to be pretty much all it needs. may it be a desperate attempt by the moon to have a bit of the sun to call its own,.
But I have seen no other planet reflect a star this way.