Today I woke up to the extremely sad news of violinist and musician Balabhaskar’s demise. I was shocked, sad and lost to read the message. I switched on the tv to see the live news telecast and was in tears to see/hear what was happening.

10 hours later, i still feel the sadness linger. I have watched many of videos in the past few hours...and every time cried.. Thinking to myself, I ask why do i cry? I didn’t know him personally. He was a peer in age group and I grew hearing about his talents during college days...listening to his albums and witnessing a performance which he had in our nearby temple...I love violin as an instrument and often watch his performance videos in awe...In awe of the sheer talent.....he speaks of blissful moments in performances...and its true...there are moments in his performance where u become oblivious to the surroundings...you say nothing...sometimes smile or shed a tear...if thats not blissfulness..what is ?...And he gave us many such performances and moments...

But are these reasons to cry at his demise? There are many talented people who bid untimely adieu and I treat them as another news...What is different in this?

Is it his pleasing and charming personality? Is it the simplicity of his behaviour in every show, every interview and performance? Or am I relating to him as one amongst us...A man who is worth every praise being rewarded, who was always humble despite the multitude of talent he possessed...A man who was true to the word he gave the woman he loved...A man who had hopes and dreams just like any one of us...Who was looking forward to his daughter growing up...Who was looking forward to growing old with the person he loved...Who wanted to do even more to live up to the name of a maestro...Yet in a moment, life decided something else for him and his family.

Infact life decided that he didn’t need a family...How shattering could that be..For a happy family of three to be reduced to nothing...It makes me realise how helpless we are in life...How the saying Man proposes, God disposes is true..We plan plan and plan for things...Yet, there is an unknown plan being executed...As if we are mere players in a boardgame...Not aware of what awaits the next moment, forget the next day...

Wouldn’t he have wanted to hold his daughter once more? Tell the people he cared for that he loved them? Wouldnt he have rewound time just a minute earlier if he had the opportunity? Wouldnt life have been different if not for that moment?

We chase our dreams and plans and forget to tell the ones we care that we do...And once we lose them, we praise them for what they were... Can we not pause once a day/whenever possible to let our loved once know how much they mean to us? Atleast then we know, we said what we had to....Atleast we wont be in our deathbeds regretting...Or see someone in their last moments and regret...wish i had said this...wish he/she knew i cared..

You and I

An unexpected visitor
In the lone lanes of life
Lighting up the splinter
Of love so deep and live

The world seemed heaven
With love in the air
Nothing was a matter
For my Love was here

People do come
Assuring to stay
But fate did destine a day
Farwell to be bid with a wave

y'strday it was WE
And now it's YOU and I
Now I Lo behold
The shocks that life unhold

A statue now I seem
Quizzical or confused
Asking a thousand times
What now for me to do?

Am I to cry?
Am I to speak?
Am I to hold you?
Or stand here so weak?

I call back in vain
But Love not forever lasts
In between His calls of Life
My voice is drowned or lost

Say not goodbye
Say not you leave
For this day of life
I may not past live

The heart bled on
It never will ebb
The sorrowful soul
Will now never rest

Unable to bear
The fateful plight
The circles on my face
Brimmed up to the rim

Weep not be brave
I soothed myself
the eyes could not now withhold
The pearls of shiny mould

A little metal shone so bright
In my frail n shivering hand
It lashed past the skin
To squirt blood on the floor

Restrain it not
Let it gush by
Let it just shatter
My dreams of life

Leave me to rest
Rest just a bit
Before my final plea
To rest forever in peace

And then my heart doth not now bleed
And then my eyes doth get desert dry
And then we walk hand in hand
All my life - You and I.

Seasons of Life

Watching nature pass through the various seasons has left me awestruck. It seems just like flipping through the pages of a colourful book. You name a colour and you can find it in nature. This write is inspired from the views around...



There is a tree
That I tended sweet
In my backyard grove
Where small birds tweet

I got him home
As a sapling young
To see him groomed
So mighty strong

I watch him today
As always in awe
A portrait so different
With seasons four

Spring in the air so swift and bright
I see him bud and sprout so light

Colourful flowers ntangled with green
A bright lit christmas tree he seems

And then shortly I watch him keen
Oh look! wrapped in a blanket of green

Throughout the summer he stays so bright
It catches my eyes in huge delight

And then at fall, his shades oh Lord
Do rainbows grow in trees so tall?

I watch his shades and know with pain
The bloom so lovely is soon to fade

Slow and gentle a breeze or gale
Sure do wither his leaves so pale

By winter I see he's so bare and plain
No eyes halt to watch him 'gain

With snowfall heavy, hes shroud in white
Is it a coat or a snowman live?

Nature's blessed with seasons four
Winter, summer, spring n fall

A human life is also so
Birth to teens till death to quote

A baby's born like spring does set
A Colourful prize from the creator's chest

Teenage; as summer lively n fresh
Bright and charming with playful zest

Youth to old a slow transit
From phases so bright to dull pallid

Death proclaims He rest in peace
Hes mantled now in a snowy fleece
Marking the end of earthly life
Know not to where his soul departs

Standing with him,
I beseech me quiet

Nature repeats its cycles so
Spring airs it brings and summers too
As myths n stories varied preach
Is life on earth reborn too?

Pup

I know not where I was born
I know not whom I first called Mom

Etched in memories deep inside
There was a single soul to reside
Who with pain reared me so long
That lovely lady I believe is my Mom

Thirty days or so in life
It was coming home, from dark to light

I joined a chirpy house of four
Mom and Dad ,a sis n bro
And then it was a maze of five
Mom and Dad and three kids live

Naming me seemed a Herculean task
What do we name? On and On they ask

soft n tiny with a pink round nose
"Pinky" my name they choose with applause

I was raised with love,
I was raised with care
At times made me wonder
Am I a pup so rare ?

A lively toy for the kids to play
A funny lil friend for all in gay
A lil baby sweet for Mom to raise
I'm such a lucky soul did my mind rejoice

I guarded the house, I loved my home
I sure was part of the fun filled abode

Days passed by and so did years
All grew busy to see my tears

The kids were raised and they left home
Now it was a trio Dad, me and Mom

Growing pretty old, ailing stage of life
My Mom did treat me, despite the homely strife

Better in health on one day bright
Sick as ever my next day's plight

All except Mom did me in course detest
Was I still their baby or a nagging distress?

Burdened they were with my poor state of health
Can they be blamed they were too busy for felt

And then one fine day unable to bear
The sight of my misery, or pain to rear

I was to be freed from the throbs of life
Released from the pain of being alive

A final gesture of affection so dear
Did I not witness with my death so near?

Once and for all I lay on the lap
Where I used to cuddle, where I used to nap

Once and for all I looked at those eyes
That welled up to brim forseeing my demise

Once and for all I munched my fav'rite sweet
Fed in my mouth with those hands so meek

I dared not to weep, I dared not to cry
I dared not to look back at the house of five

And thus while walking towards my call
I thanked in my mind for once and for all

I was raised with love,
I was raised with care,
I leave now to part
To a world unknown

Still I do love them
Still I do care

Indeed I am precious
Indeed a pup so rare.

Trust

Trust, trust , trust, we hear all say
Reflects in everything done all day

A five letter word so short and Crisp
The whole world it binds in a strong hand's grip

Promise a baby a lil cuddly toy
Trust don't you see in his wide eyes' joy ?

"I thy will marry" when a woman is told
She leaves in his hands her life behold

A simple promise or a million dollar deal
In trust lies the footing for joy and zeal

Trust in life many a few breach
Is it in practise or just in preach?

The world gets cunning, the world gets wry
shorter paths men seek to get their buy

Hey there! Do realise the hurt and the pain
Of a poor man's soul when trust's breached for gain

See it in the baby's wanton face so grim
When d'prived of the cute cuddly toy in his crib

And see it in the form of a woman's broken heart
When her man chooses to leave for not her fault

Despite the breaches, people do trust
With a heart thats broken, eyes that are wet

Before a word that you now give another
Think for a moment, can you keep it forever?

If No is the answer, then Utter not a word
Better be silent than ever be heard.

Tough it is to mend the broken hearts,
And Hard to dry the tear filled eyes
Of the ones who trust so blindly and true
When you say "I Promise" - Your words and you.

My Friend

My daughter hugged a toddler tight
She seemed so cheerful,glad and bright

I asked the lil one "who is this"
She produly spoke "My best friend Liz"

Giving me memories of a dear old friend
Waving at me she walked ahead

A friend to hug, a friend to share
We start at two or three to care

Yes my friend, i think right now of you
How I met ,got close to you

Strangers we were, acquainted at school
A bond so firm it developed so quick

A ring a day seemed less for us
Made parents ask "what do u discuss?"

Happy or sad, thoughtful or doom
There you were to share my moods

Solace in comradeship we found
People wondered "are they sisters or chums?"

A life apart was hard to quest
Don't part us was our prayer request

But the paths of life separate for sure
Do friends in life stay forever ?

You chose your man and I chose mine
Destined we were to say "That is life"

The daily calls b'came once a week
And passing time made it monthly once

Once a month seemed too frequent
We had our lives so sweet to mend

Lost in life you and me
Forgot to pen "I hope u are fine"

The hugging toddlers made me ask...
"My lovely friend..where have i lost?"

An urge to talk an urge to see
Fills my mind in a lil wild spree

I call you up, u pick the phone
Your sound so pale and too outworn

I say a hello, I hear u crack
Are u weeping my dear ? I'm losing track

How are you? trembling i ask
You weep and weep and i feel so broke

Sick you are you tell me so..
Oh Lord tell me it is a prank or joke...

I know its not..I know its true
Its hard to take in a dreadful truth

You say your life's gone still and sound
My head goes rolling round and round

Desire to live in your voice I hear
Is the Lord so cruel to my fond and dear?

All I know is to pray for you
I wish it were a nightmare blue

Grave and sad my life is now
I loved you so, I realise now

No way to bring back the times we lost
In the pace of life that changes brought

Realise my friends that time is short
You never know we meet or not

In a glimpse is gone the summer n spring
The fall and winter and the new year dreams

Stay in touch with the ones you care
Or once you'ld call to cry n' d'spair.

Guess......

Lying down on the green grass meadow
Looking at the skies so high

I wonder how He made you so
Light and wavy with brilliant glow

The sunrise wraps you in milk white robes
The sunset drapes you a saffron rose

Your myriads of colours a feast to eyes
Or am I watching painted skies?

On an idyllic lovely starlit night
When dark and greyish shades you take

The moon's enshroud in velvet black
Or seems clad in a big cloak black

And then at morn you're glittering bright
Posing a pretty bride in white

A moment it takes to change your form
Behind each sculpt is there a potter's arm ?

Now you look like a mountain huge
Ah !In a glimpse you're a girl in rouge

Taking a deeper glance at you
I see a world so calm so true

Hills and castles and lakes and trees
Angels and fairies in lovely breeze

Is it a misty morn at wee
Or heaven painted for man to see ?

A ladder ill climb n come to you
To see you closer, touch for true

Would you break off when I touch
Like a foam does with a finger's touch

Would I be able to walk on you?
Or slide a world of glacial blue?

Does my dreamland exist in true
Or is it just a dreamer's view?

Thus deep in thoughts I watch you drift
Over the grassy meadows and thrift

I see your face grow dark and crack
You change from white to blue then black

With thunders roaring past your maze
I feel the first shower on my face

Did i see your smiling face?
Or was it just a lightning's glaze?

You seem to tell me "get home now quick..
its almost time to get a wink"

My mind portraying the picturesque view
Off I run away from you

Asking myself from time to time
For the answer never seems to chime

Are you the same I think you are ?
Are you the same I feel you are ?

Is it another world apart
Or a painter's lovely work of art?