Now & Then...

I see a child walking gaily in the rain and the impression that this scene leaves is so strong that im compelled to share it with others.

She is happy and i am sulking..how different we both are and yet one day she would be like me as years ago i was like her.

Must we change so much so that our emotions become the exact opposite of what they used to be? Why must i cry about something at which i would have laughed a decade ago? Perhaps it is because today I can laugh at something I would've cried my eyes out a decade ago.

I can't laugh or cry forever...We are never complete losers or winners for we always win what we had lost and lose that which we had conquered. Nothing was given up for which something was not gained...perhaps a little late in the day but the heavens always balance! Paradoxically, the choice is always mine...

Its sunshine again and roles are reversed for im sure she is aulking now; to walk till school in such bright sunshine. And I? Yes, I am glad for the roads would dry up and my clothes won't get dirty...

Irony of life: I can still relate to her...despite the contrast


"...She springs like a beam on the brow of a tide,
She fall like a tear from the eyes of a bride..."

- Sarojini Naidu

An Ode to Victory in Defeat

New page, old poem...an end or a begining..."who can tell!"

"Had I said that, had I done this,
So might I gain, so might I miss.
Might she have loved me? just as well
She might have hated, who can tell!"

The Last Ride Together
by: Robert Browning (1812-1889)