A golden something !

Often heard this 'Born with a Golden Spoon' phrase.

For me,it means:
Having the privilege of seeing all your desires fulfilled, by anyone else but you. You name it, and you have it. By virtue of their riches. Or By virtue of their position/post.

I indeed then, have been born WITHOUT the Golden Spoon.
And I (don't know why) but am glad I've been this way.
Yeah, I have actually been gifted with something else.
A Golden Heart. Or a Golden Brain. Or above all, A Golden Spirit.The Spirit to excel or achieve.

And its better.
At least what ever I am, or will be, I'll be because of me.

I know, the struggle I do, will pay me my due.

I wanna believe that it does.

And THANKS MOM DAD, for not putting in my mouth, the golden spoon.
And for teaching me to pick that wooden spoon and how to place it in my mouth.All on my own. :-)

Hey, Take Care!

One more cousin of mine leaves for her further studies...parts ways from this place, which has been her home, since the day she was delivered from her mom's womb, filled with the divine birth fluid.Never been out for any work, wat-so-ever alone. Its her first. Yep, she was excited, as she always had wanted this to happen. She had waited for long just to see this day.But, as it is said, your hometown is where your heart will remain.
The intensity she wanted to move out of this place, was far too less than the nostalgia that was flash-backing in her mind, as she moved towards the platform.Tears were shown their way. She had far too long tried to swallow them back to their genesis.And there we were. All in tears. Its like sending your child at war.War of the worlds.Her world being so naive and the one she enters, cunning & mean. You just pray & hope,she comes back alive,in the form we have nurtured her.Not injured. No, we don't want her to suffer.And not dead, like the world,where she'll be successful & detached, to our emotions.

I don't know, if its the correct comparison, no, it isn't. But, it is how I was feeling. I just want her back, after her studies, safe & the same way as she is now.

Your touch...

I get a black out
My mind gets a block
Not a thought occurs
All words go mute
I stop searching for them
coz,
I wanna live this moment.
I wanna live your touch.

An un-intentioned touch
and the world changes face.
I leave this hush-a-hush city
I get into my own world,
with hearts flowing by
a garden of letters from you,
all scribbled with 'I Love You'
There we walk, side be side,
Just you & me,
and the silence.
The sudden slight friction
between our hands,
and the thin line of air
between us would collapse.
Hey, Its the world I enter,
Its what you make me feel.
Your touch.

The shooting sensation that tingles my body,
The goose flesh that bumps,
The breath that goes away,
The air that i gasp for,
The view of my eyes, alters.
and now,
Its only your eyes that are seen.
The intensity of emotion in them,
blinds my eyes.
You speak with them
Yeah, I know You want me
My lashes shy down
Our hands entangle more tightly
and you know, you got your answer.
Through my touch.

The stomach goes empty,
All hollow it feels,
the muscles give me pangs.
They too answer when you touch me.
or when you touch my heart,
with your words.

Oh! I wanna seize this moment,
this moment for ever.
I wanna be there with you.
With you like this, for Ever.
You breathe in me the life,
the reason to live.
I'll live by these moments,
till you give me some more of them.
And then, I'll live by them...
I'll live for our togetherness,
I'll live for this touch,
I'll live for you...