The Reply

What  do you wait for ? what do you anticipate ?
Oh Heart ! what is it that you yearn for ?
Every passing moment makes you so restless !
Making the situation all the more hopeless,
Is all this anticipation just for a reply ?
but it isn’t just “Just” but much more than that,
It is a confirmation that the dear one is safe
an assurance that the  other one cares,
a continuance for further conversation,
a promise of companionship when you need one,
Alas ! all these feelings are futile,
unless the the dear ones considers them worthwhile
What do I do now ?
Do I continue in pain for the reply,i
or ignore everything and be in my own self ?
but withdrawing to self also seem to cause pain,

for i fail to find a place in self without her !

The Paradox of waiting

Why is Life such a Paradox ?

Many a times forces me to do something Unorthodox,
I am really in a tight fix,
But unable to pull out any thing from my bag of tricks,
Sometimes the road ahead seems to be a freeway,

But always keep wondering is it the right way ?

At the end of tunnel i see some light,
I reach it and realise it is not actually bright,
There is someone who is so dear,
I did say that I do love her,
alas, there is someone who she seems to prefer,
I decide to wait and see what life has to offer,
I do not know if she would ever be mine,
Surely this feeling does not put me on cloud nine,
But I always been an Eternal dealer in hope,
Always looking out and see what could be in my scope,
Although the wait sometimes is so frustrating,
there seems to be something in it that I am loving,
But these small moments are not something I would settle for,
For what i Dream is something lovelier than what is now on offer,
I dream , I hope and I believe while i lie here in Wait,
for I know she would walk into my life with a beautiful gait.
                                                                                                     

Waiting for you !

Oh dear , where are you ?
I really do not have any clue,
It was only yesterday that we spoke,
Not catching up with you today is making me broke, 
Every passing second makes me anxious,
My heart is becoming so restless,
I try to diverge and concentrate on my work,
but your thoughts are making me go berserk,
I repeatedly look at the chat and the Face book,
For any update from you that I can have a look,
I spend some time reviewing your page,
How many times I did it I cannot gauge,
how much I hope the picture on it turns into reality,
and you are there in front of me in actuality,
I know it is not practically possible,
But a message pop is something plausible,
I wait here in anticipation,
somebody please give me a suggestion,
I want to reach out to her,
but how do i do ? i cannot concur.
Something like a Bluetooth is what my heart prefers,
Transmitting the feelings from mine to hers.


                                                                                         - Eternal Enigma

How do i make her feel ?

Oh GOD, It is really frustrating,

To a point that it is no more enthralling.

Here is the girl I truly love,

And she does not realise that somehow,

She knows that I love someone,

But why can’t she understand that she is the one,

I know it is not mere flirting,

But this love stricken heart is really hurting,

What do I do, how do I make her feel?

That she is the one that can truly heal,

I believe I got to give it some time,

To test and see that the feeling is truly sublime,

I say to my heart “Buddy, cool down”

Else you are going to have a breakdown.

I hope that all through this wait,

There is no one else, who comes to her for a date,

I keep my fingers crossed, oh GOD!

For you are the one that got to give the final nod.

                                                                                   - Eternal Enigma

how do i say that i love her ?

do not know how to say,

or is it that i should first pray, 

GOD you know what I want,

and it is only you who can grant,

Seeing her is always a treat,

and my Heart misses a beat

If loving some one isn't a crime,

why does the pain worsen along with time,

i want her to always be in touch,

for i really do love her very much,

I know that I really need her,

but would she vouch me for,

how do I  make my feelings know ?

my fears and inhibitions are spoiling the show,

Should I bring forth my rhetoric skills,

but I do not know if this trick saves or kills,

or is it better to be plain and straight,

I know that is my natural trait,

So i believe I would directly face her,

and say “ Dear I truly love you than any one I did ever “

                                                                                                      - Eternal Enigma

examination !!

Today i have my first examination,
the subject in question is Communication,
tried using all my little tricks and techniques of yore,
to help me reach the other shore,
Had to endure a sleepless night,
with the hope that tomorrow would be bright,
No time to write any more verse,
if i continue the effect would be adverse,
Here i bid fare well for the night,
To wake up and set on my way for another plight.

                                                                                       - Eternal Enigma

World is Round....

Was sitting idle surfing through the TV channels and happened to catch some Tennis action,inadvertently happened to recollect the statement given by Evan Lendl I believe after his yet another unsuccessful Wimbledon effort " Grass is for Cows ", this made me wonder what Bjorn Borg would have reacted when he heard that. He was quite successful at Wimbledon until one Mr.John McEnroe came along.It is pity that he called it quits so early in his career after realising that even he can be defeated. Well not a great sporting gesture i believe which reminds of Bobby Fisher the great Chess champion who declined to defend his title against Karpov because of a superinflated ego that none can challenge him. And when you talk about chess, every Indian remembers only one name , Vishwanathan Anand. He is truly a great champion ventured and made an impact in a sport which no other Indian has ventured into earlier. One such Indian who ventured into totally a different unknown sport is Narain Karthikeyan,and when the topic is about Formula 1, it is unquestionably the "Red Baron" Schumacher that you remember. He really had his sway until Alonso was able to stop the Ferarri Juggernaut,irrespective of the fact that I do not like this guy, have to accept that he really has tenacity second to none, might be the Spanish blood effect and when you talk about Spain the first thing that comes to mind is the Bull Fighting. Ahh so mighty bulls, wonder how are they are so robust, does eating grass gives them so much strength ??  Grass,,, ah well it is at this point my mind realised that all this flow of thought started with " Grass" courts of Wimbledon. Hmm,,, its a full circle...i believe i can use this and prove the world is round..no need to go on a long voyage like Magellan to prove it,, hey heey ....our thoughts and their flow,,sometimes truly weired :-)

Broken String, really ???

One notion imbibed in me since child hood has been “United we stand , divided we fall”. All through my life i have encountered and known incidents where in once divided things were never the same again and it becomes much more difficult to reconcile.The bigger the parties involved the difficult to rejoin. Imagine a future where in India and Pakistan live in harmony, but still they would remain to be two separate entities.When i first heard about the cause of separate Telengana the first thought which came to my mind is why do we need to separate when everyone speak Telugu.Is not the division of India into states basing on Language enough ???  My parents have always shielded me from the evils of Caste,creed and religion.I grew up to be an Indian whose mother tongue is Telugu, Apart from these there was not any other identity for me.

But with the issue of separate statehood i involuntarily had to develop a separate identity of being a Andhrite settled in Hyderabad, the cynosure of all the people asking for a separate Telengana. I have been reduced to find an identity of me being from Telengana by virtue of me being born and brought up in Hyderabad, or ,me being from Andhra by the virtue of my lineage.This got me to develop a unique identity of being a Hyderabadi irrespective of a separate state or not. Well that sounded separatist and to overcome that i always consoled myself of still being an Indian who spoke Telugu.All this while i lived in an assumption that rest of the common telugites are of the same feeling and still want a United state.I have had innumerable debates with my friends and colleagues in office but it was all in good humour. Just trying to pull each other’s legs and poking fun. It was more of a debate practice for us rather than a serious issue in spite of we having our own  personal prejudices.

Well something happened today,which did disturb me. i was enjoying my evening happy hours with my colleagues and having tea. And as usual we started of debating on the Telengana issue. It wasnt serious but as usual just poking fun at each other and trying to irritate the other on the issue, suddenly a man walked up well built and cajoled us as to why there would not be a separate Telengana. We tried covering it up saying it was all on a lighter note and all of us are pro Telengana. it took some sort of casual talk and assurance of sort from my buddies to convince him not to discuss further on that. I know i had a close save and any rush of adrenaline on my part would have created an issue at that spot. I donot know if i should have stood up and be on my point or did a smart thing by not speaking any thing. But the bigger question which came to my mind is that will this be the same scenario in the future. Would i have to always live with this difference, This was not what i ever imagined, me needing to hide my lineage in my own city which i always loved. This was not the only one incident, over the past few months i have encountered couple of incidents were in people unknown to me in their on fanaticism of Telengana issue have been a bit rude to me.

I thought it was just a political moment kept alive by the political refugees, but off late all the incidents make me realise that the poison has spilled into the minds of the people. This makes me ask is it that the strings have really broken or is it that I am undergoing a brief period of delusion with the recent incidents and my faith in humanity still prevails and a common man still is concerned about his basic needs and not by these issues which does no good except to feed ones own self infested ego.