Natasha Musing

My Women Wonder

2011-12-06T02:00:00.000-08:00

I have these two friends pretty
Riti & Aditi
They are my sunshine
They ensure I don't whine
Even if I'm not enjoying that glass of wine

When we are together
I can never feel under the weather
Even if I'm off the tether

We crack at the silliest of jokes
And for any ordinary folks
We would appear as three demented blokes

Those endless conversations over cups of coffee
Give me so much of joy and glee
And together we shall ever be....

Track worthy

2011-02-06T03:05:00.000-08:00

Stinking bathrooms,

Defecated tracks

Scurrying rats

Peanut shells

Crammed compartments

Tardiness personified

Ferrying a million

every day.

I've come to realize...

2011-01-25T09:01:00.000-08:00

I've come to realize that my hair: is slowly turning wavy
I've come to realize that when I talk: I can't stop
I've come to realize that, when I love someone: they could love me back even more
I've come to realize that I need: to start writing more often
I've come to realize that I've lost: nothing worth losing
I've come to realize that I hate it when: people lie
I've come to realize that money: comes to those who invite it over
I've come to realize that people: are basically good
I've come to realize that I love spending my time with: friends, family, Facebook, flora & fauna
I've come to realize that the last time I cried I was: mourning my hamster Wanda
I've come to realize that my cell phone is: the coolest gadget I've ever owned
I've come to realize that my friends are: my lifeline
I've come to realize that before I go to sleep at night:I kiss Alkins goodnight
I've come to realize that right now I am thinking about: what a wonderful life this is
I've come to realize that I worry about ________ less than I should: Arusha
I've come to realize that tonight I will: hobnob with FB, read The Sunset Club, and turn in with thoughts of gratitude.
I've come to realize that I'll never be: nasty to anyone, ever

2010: Gratitude & Gratification and how!

2010-12-29T04:34:00.000-08:00

It's been three and a half long winding years since "my" tide turned it's swashbuckling face towards this blog.

I am back after a pregnant silence, ready to explode with all my might. So beware!

My blog has a brand new look, which I so adore; so the option of switching to Word Press is out.

It's been a mighty interesting 2010 with it's myriad nuances. New friendship bonds here, precarious tear drops there, a heady work experience in the rural alleys of Bihar, family ties that bloomed in all there bounty.

A truly experiential 365 day journey and a brush with life's little nuggets of gold.

The year started of on a painful note-very exacting to the pain I mention here, in the true physical sense of being. As we bade 2009 adieu, I suffered a shoulder injury, and the traces of the pain stuck to my shoulder like super glue right upto the first quarter of the year. Refusing to part from me, it's unwelcome company. Innumerable rounds at the physiotherapist was anything but helping.

My favourite quote when I was a kid used to be: "Every cloud has a silver lining" and so the glistening silver lining chose to glean into my life at the right time. It was at this time that my good friend, Seema from UNICEF who had worked with me in the development sector offered me an assignment to cover the Total Sanitation campaign drive in rural Bihar. I was to travel with the Public Health & Education Development Minister who was physically helping construct toilets and creating an awareness about health and sanitation. Ironical, that even after 50 years of Independece people still don't have the basic right to health and cleanliness. It was a truly enriching and heart rending experience. The link to my story goes like this:http://www.unicef.org/india/wes_6128.htm

It was this first, chunky work project after almost over a year and a half that hurled a fresh lease of life to my sagging spirits, related to work opportunities. I traveled the rural alleys of Bihar sporting a spondylosis collar and managed pretty well. I had taken a long sabbatical from work after we moved to the Philippines and Singapore. Maybe a tiny project here a tiny project there, is all I had done since 2006. This project with UNICEF gave those pain ridden shoulders a fresh lease of life to soar upon, and the tide turning in my favour. In the very language of Louise L Hay and her reasoning towards psychosomatic causes of illness, she points out that any shoulder related ailment stems from the fact that one doesn't feel supported by life. And so it was for me, and soon enough I noticed a whole new horizon of hope open out to me: within and in the world outside of me. It was this project, and the indomitable spirit of love and support that Alok put forth on me; allowed me to heal physically and emotionally and pop my champagne bottle open. This apart, I tried a few spiritual healing techniques, which were just a temporary balm. As the shoulder pain did reappear time and again.

It was then that I also enrolled into a Yoga class and my body started slowly but surely opening up and began to sync in with the gradual process of healing. In the days I didn't have the Yoga class I would work out in the gym and that is where Micki, a friend from the condo I live in, introduced me to two wonderful people, Aditi and Rashmi. It is with these two women that I was to form a beautiful bond of friendship. Especially with Aditi who was similar to me in more ways than one.

In the interim UNICEF offered me another project, this time a mammoth one. The work entailed writing 15 health panels in Hindi. I began the project with a full throttle of confidence, but somewhere in between stumbled giving up hope of writing in Hindi. But there were people around me, Seema & Geeta Maheshawri included who helped revive my faith in myself and boost my depleting confidence. And I was back with a bang, seeing the project to completion and bringing in my Birthday month at the same time.

August sure had it's adrenaline rush.

Family and relatives, SILs included, threw in a surprise birthday bash for me, and that was

really, really touching, to say the least.

Thereafter Alok and I took off for our weekend getaway (minus the kids) to Tarudhan valley, a breathtaking locale nestled by a hillock in Haryana. It was my bright idea (ahem!). I managed the bookings too, courtesy, dear friend Pulak Chakraborty. The open arms in the picture are a true reflection of how I was opening up my spirit to abundance flowing into our lives.

September proved to be more promising than ever. Alok booked us for a holiday to Cassa Susegard (Home for Relaxation in Portugese) in Goa. We spent 5 gorgeous days relaxing in the lovely locales of Salcette village and beach combing innumerable monsoon drenched beaches of Goa. Norman and Carole were the best host anybody could ask for. Carole's culinary delights made the holiday oh so lip smacking and added those extra kilos to Alok's and mine, already ballooning frames!

October proved to be another promising vacation in the land of Nawabs, Lucknow. 10 days spent in the company of Goddess Durga, parents, bro, the boys and SIL warmed the cockles of my heart in more ways than one.

November struck like lightning: both the maids decided to take off for a month long vacation. Thankfully one returned in 15 days and the other has since then been absconding. But I managed to get someone to fill in her for her, and as of now things seem to be in control. Cross my fings and toes, for that one!

A noteworthy addition to this year has been my initiation into hard beverages. And it would be a shame if I didn't give out the credits to Ritika and Aditi. On one such plan Ritika and I were making, Ritika suggested, we should go try the Long Island Ice Tea at TGIF, and I looked at her flabbergasted and retorted, "Why go to TGIF to have Ice Tea?!" Such was my knowledge of alcoholic beverages, until, but recently!

November was also a month of innovations. Alok & I chose to go on a diet and opted for the famous Shikha Sharma diet. By the time the month wrapped up I had lost about 5-1/2 kilos and Alok some 8 kilos.

We also ushered in Diwali with a round of Teen patti, gambling with Ritika and Himanshu. Was great fun. Again a first for me, being initiated into the game of cards. This was followed by a pre Diwali evening spent gambling with SILs and mom-in law as well.

December was a month of celebrations galore. Ma & Dad visting from Lucknow. Our first brush with the winter chill was at Uncle Jalali's, daughter's wedding.

Aditi and I spent a lot of time bonding and sipping innumerable mugs of coffee. We even went shopping for boots just before New Years eve. We wanted to look boot-licious you see! Our Christmas tree was up around the second week of December. So the girls-Rash and Aditi suggested we have an X'mas party at our place. The cake, pasta and wine made it a memorable evening, as did the giggles and squeals of laughter from the kids when the opened three different presents.

Arusha also did a fabulous job of creating a wonderful gallery walk, for the Bikaner trip they had from her school. Mighty impressed by all the hard working and writing she put in along with her friends, to showcase the trip and it's myriad nuances.

December also brought in a job offer from VHAI-Voluntary Health Association of India, as a Consultant Editor. With it's flexi, two times a week, half a day timings; this was an offer I couldn't resist. I grabbed it hands on, and was assigned the prestigious assignment of working for a HIV/AIDS publication with imminent people from the field.

2010 has been a year to be so grateful for. New learnings, new beginnings, new horizons-all clamored into one little space. That's what made it not just worthwhile, but something to write home about.

An Afterword of Sorts...

2007-06-26T03:57:00.000-07:00

Or is it a preface, to yet another beginning.
You see the muse is back, or so I shall assume. :o))
Thanks to Alok for gifting me a Compaq Presario, makes it so much more easier I guess.
So on that note, I'll start by doing an afterword to my entry dated March 2006 :

My Wishlist of March 2006
1. Go parasailing, snorkeling and river rafting
2. Write religiously, unfailingly everyday
3. Lie back on a hammock by the beach and read, read and read
4. Live by the sea/ocean
5. Contribute towards making a little more difference in the lives of the unprivileged
6. Keep a pet turtle, a robin, a squirrel and a cocker spaniel
7. Spend more time with nature-watching penguins waddle and woodpeckers at work
8. Last but never the least, spend quality time with my lovely family-Alok & Arusha

So here we go:
1. Go parasailing, snorkeling and river rafting

###Hmmmm...I didn't go parasailing, I didn't go river rafting either, but yes! I did go Snorkelling and Scuba Diving. And Scuba sure walks away with the laurels.

Spent a cosy New Year with Alok and Arusha at Aniloy, in Batangas, Philippines and we wraped the year 2006 with a dive and welcomed in 2007 with another. Sheer bliss!!
People, you have to experience a dive to believe how awe-inspiring and breathtakingly beautiful it is as you plunge into the gorgeous depths of the deep, dark yet so very divine sea. Who wants to go to heaven, when god already gifted us a readymade one, right here on Mother Earth!

It all actually started with a Snorkelling experience at the Bohol islands, our wondorous Haloween getaway. Alok and I went snorkelling thrice at Bohol, and still craved for more of the sea, and it's calming effects and most importantly it's amazingly wonderful creatures. That is yet another anecdote that needs extensive elaboration-in yet another post!
Then Aniloy happened; as we were winding up the year, thanks to Arnel, better known as AA; our travel agent friend who sent us to Bohol. Even little Arusha all of 8 plunged into a 15 feet dive! Alok and I were taken by the deft dive master for a 30 feet dive, the first time on, and then the New Year propelled us 45 feet down under. The most incredible experience during my dive was, when the puffer fish blew up at me into a big balloon, as I tried mollycoddling it to become my friend. Fortunately, the Jelly fish spared Alok this time on, except for one odd sting. (He had managed to get stung by many at Bohol you see!). They seem to stay away from me-maybe they like me a tad more. But Alok was amazing on his first dive. The dive master didn't have to guide him through-he dived mostly on his own, very much like the snorkel at Bohol; where I thought he had mastered the sea in his own ways.

If you are thinking of "Finding Nemo" make sure you go for a dive. The clown fish, or Nemo, the name we know the species by; is all over the place savagely protecting the Sea Anemone-one incredible symbiotic relationship. The clown fish lives in the mesh of the anemone.

My next dive was without Alok, as much as I wish he was there. He would have savoured this experience, just the way I did. This part of Aniloy was more picturesque than the earlier one. The reef homes a plethora of sea creatures. Rachelle a friend and an ace diver took Arusha and me there. What an incredible experience that was! Words wouldn't suffice to describe the beauty I was beholding, in the deep realms of the gigantic sea. There were shoals and shoals of fishes around us-maybe 100s of different varieties per shoal. These eclectic beauties would put the prettiest woman on earth to shame. The grace with which they navigate the sea and twirl around as a team is worth mentioning here. I couldn't help but notice their team spirit. Completely applaudable.
Yet another worthwhile experience during the dive was, feeding them. They all trouped and clamoured to catch the biggest bite, some straight out of my fingers. At one given point of time I thought they'd cover me into their warm envelop, like a fish jacket of some kind. If there was one!
Later as I traversed further I played tease to one pretty sleek thing, trying to finger and play a frivolous game of sorts and she or was it a he; almost threatened to bite my finger off in digust. Her big black eyes still haunt me! My third dive lasted over 45 minutes to an hour, by then I was beginning to even shiver in my wet suit (the dive suit, as it is called). But one part of me was thirsting for more. But since rules are rules and an intro dive only lasts 30 minutes, but thanks to Rachelle we got away with a longer duration; I had no other choice but to relent and come back to shore, to a sumptious Filippino cuisine.

2. Write religiously, unfailingly everyday
## No prizes for guessing I didn't stick to that one! But hope is the beginning and so is the muse. Will continue to give this wishlist my best shot.

3. Lie back on a hammock by the beach and read, read and read
## Haven't been lying on that hammock by the beach and reading, but have spent some very treasured moments by the beach, so what if I was just making sand castles, instead of reading.
But I did manage to get back to my reading in 2007, though minus the hammock! Have read some of the most incredible books- both Khaled Hosseni's gems-Kite Runner & A Thousand Splendid Suns, Sydney Poiter's -Spiritual Autobiography, Suketu Mehta's- Maximum City and many, many more.

4. Live by the sea/ocean
## We don't yet own that tiny little cottage by the sea, but we live in a place which is actually close to being our “tip of the iceberg”. We live on an 8th floor apartment that overlooks a tiny patch of sea, a n eagle's eye view; closeted between the TNT office and a management institute. The Singapore nights usher in a breathtaking view of the glimmering lights from the ships docked by the shore, recreating a Diwali of some sorts.. And the sea breeze spares no single moment in ruffling our senses and filling our home with it's crispy fragrance and sending our windchimes into a rather tinkling Sea Salsa, of some genre.

5. Contribute towards making a little more difference in the lives of the unprivileged-
## Partly achieved, so I would like to believe; from the 52 episodes of Radio Programmes I worked on in my prior job, and which are being aired on AIR and have recieved a very heart warming response from it's audience and are slated for a repeat telecast. These programmes are designed to drive home the importance of Health messages to the rural audience of UP, the Northern state of India. But, very much like Mr Frost... I have miles to go before I sleep, and would like to keep the efforts ongoing, unfailingly.

6. Keep a pet turtle, a robin, a squirrel and a cocker spaniel
## Yes we had two very lovely turtles- Bertie and Turtie, back in Manila. But had to give them away, given the emargo constraints. Now they live happily in a tank at our Scuba friend, Rachelle's place in Manila. A robin looks unlikely and so does a squirrel now, but yes a doggie might happen someday- though I am not sure if it will be a cocker spaniel, as I've taken a prediliction for other breeds like Pug, Shiatsu etc. Someday!! Hmmmmmmm...:o)

7. Spend more time with nature-watching penguins waddle and woodpeckers at work-
## We managed to do parts of that on our holidays to Bohol and Aniloy, in Philippines, and quite recently at the Singapore zoo; which really is remarkable. Just that have to figure out more ways to catch the Penguins waddling or doing a Happy Feet jig!!

8. Last but never the least, spend quality time with my lovely family-Alok & Arusha-
## Yes, three of us have been doing lots of that since we again got back together after our transit in May'07, and prior to that while in Manila, and yes, there's more to come. And me thinks, the time and moments spent with family are one of the most gratifying experiences life has to offer.

Life really is beautiful. And I am greatful to the guy up there, who is very generous. It warms the cockles of my heart to say that I managed to fulfill a major chunk of my 2006 wishlist, if not all of it. Thank you dear God Almighty!

Someone rightly said, “You just have to believe and you can.” And kudos to the Addidas sign off that proudly proclaims “Impossible is nothing”.
You bet!!
So I continue to dream...

OBKEK

2006-09-08T20:49:00.000-07:00

My first ever attempt at prose.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Abhishek is the kid brother I never had.

As I rewind back to the muggy monsoon of 2004, memories of Abhishek and I sharing a raucous laugh on the dilemmas of life; ring true.
It was one of those days when Abhishek had come home from his break. He was doing his MBA at Hyderabad and simultaneously also working with a call centre. We were catching up on old and new times, alike.
He excitedly told me, “Didi I bagged the best employee award”
I was so proud of O.B.K.E.K (pronounced OB-Cake); that’s what I call him.

He was born when I was a little over 7 years old. Still remember the first time when Leena Aunty put him on my lap. There I was flaunting this brand new dress in celebration of his birth and to my horror that-wet-something trickled all over me, making it a day surely to remember.

Abhishek and I grew up together. Literally!
We spent many an evenings watching Sharukh Khan’s first serial “Fauji” and I’d clap in glee when he would emulate the title track with much style. The heart warming smile that flashed thereafter would make me want to spoil him silly. Yet we also had our share of quarrels on who had wacked who’s DC Comic, Target or Tin Tin.
I remember the first time I shifted to Delhi, he pillion drove me across the city, and we went about scrutinizing a decent place for me to stay. I was happy to see he was a steady driver. Well he had his head screwed firmly on his shoulders and that’s what made all of us so proud of him.

That July evening as we both sat catching up on the “latest”, he told me with a rather beetroot blush that he had fallen in love. And he somehow knew that this was it! But life has a way of throwing up unique ironies. The girl in question was getting engaged in the next few days to a techie in the USA. He looked at me with those intense eyes which suddenly seem to grow sad but in a haste lit up. He flashed that warm smile and said, “That’s ok Didi, I have shared the best moments in life with her, and I guess I am not up there like her would-be-husband. I am still studying. I guess she’ll be happy with what her family has planned for her.”

I held his hand and reassured him, “Listen Bro, if destiny wants the two of you to be together, so you shall be. For all you know, next year this time you'll be telling me she’s yours!”

He smiled back again; that confident and in control smile and said,
“Que Sera Sera…I am very happy with life, no regrets, no complaints.”
And yes he looked genuinely happy as he gorged on his favourite chicken curry my Ma had prepared for him with piping hot parathas. He completely loved the vanilla ice-cream topped with the mango chunks and told my Dad, “Wow, Jethu! I’ve never tried this dessert combo. It’s lip- smacking!!”

The next day, Abhishek left for Pantnagar, near Nainital; to go spend time with his mother. He was driving and was accompanied with his father. Their car was hit by a truck; and the ebullient life ebbed out of him in a jiffy. His father survived the crash, but Abhishek was gone…leaving behind a void in our lives, forever.

The next few days were the most traumatic; I have ever known. It was the first time I had seen someone so close to me falling prey to the cruel hands of death. A young, energetic, vivacious and caring life; would touch us no more.
Three days later we stood at the doors of the small Kaali temple, ready to leave; after Abhishek’s prayer service; and it began to drizzle.
I quickly escorted Leena Aunty and Kaku (Abhishek’s Ma & Dad) and my parents into the car; strapped the safety belt as Kaku fumbled softly, “Drive carefully beta”. The light pitter patter continued as I revved up the car engine.
My soul was crying; “Was Abhishek crying too?” I quizzically thought to myself.

Barely had we crossed ผ of a km there were no signs of the rain. On the contrary the sun was shining brightly. Was it Abhishek bidding us adieu and telling us he was fine.
And that he would forever smile upon us.

-Natasha

December 2, 2005

Purple Rain

2006-07-27T16:19:00.000-07:00

When the sun gets trampled
And the winds begin to howl,
Smiles melt into tear drops
And mingle into painful sobs

The hovering deep, dark clouds;
Raindrops pelting sting by sting
Every core, every inch

A painful inoculation,
To break the seed of understanding
And heal the soul within

My Wishlist:)

2006-03-05T23:42:00.000-08:00

1. Go parasailing, snorkeling and river rafting
2. Write religiously, unfailingly everyday
3. Lie back on a hammock by the beach and read, read and read
4. Live by the sea/ocean
5. Contribute towards making a little more difference in the lives of the unprivileged
6. Keep a pet turtle, a robin, a squirrel and a cocker spaniel
7. Spend more time with nature-watching penguins waddle and woodpeckers at work
8. Last but never the least, spend quality time with my lovely family-Alok & Arusha

2005-10-27T15:22:00.000-07:00

~CHASTITY WOODS~

Long, languorous walks by Chastity woods,
Frolicking winds and froggy hoods

Walking hand in hand,
Peering at the verdant land

Inhaling the whiff of crisp spring leaves,
Laughing about our pet peeves

Nuzzling up to a sweet banter,
Whimsical emotions stealthily saunter

Gazing at her hazel eyes,
Startled by a parakeet's cacophonic cries

Rebuking the intruder with frivolous bamboozle,
Longing eyes that continue the carousal

Give in to the patch of green,
Regaling in our new found love’s sheen

Chastity woods is all so pure,
Another redolent love gives into its lure

-Natasha
March 2005
Mumbai

And it Rains...

2005-08-05T19:21:00.000-07:00

Threatening to lash out
in all their fury
Your words rained on me incessantly.

Scathing, scalding and shattering
the sheer foundation
of my being
Your words rained on me incessantly.

Engulfing my taut skin-
hurling sting after sting
Shaking the sheer foundation
of my being
Your words rained on me incessantly.

Booming like a cloud burst–
thundering and overpowering
Devastating the sheer foundation
of my being
Your words rained on me incessantly.

Uncoiling their serpentine fang-
spewing venom
Ebbing the sheer foundation
of my being
Your words rained on me incessantly.

Groping out into the darkness,
grappling with my destiny;
A steady hand reached out to me…
As your words rained incessantly on me.

Healing my septic soul
with a mere touch-
Soothing my wilting spirits;
And dissolving the fears
festering within;
Calming the sheer foundation
of my being
As it went on to rain incessantly within me.

Annihilating the scars,
your words left behind–
Burying them into the grave
of the past
As it went on to rain incessantly within me.

The Seraph of my Life-
now guides and directs me
Stirring the sheer lightness
of my being –
Showering and loving me
As it continues to rain incessantly within me
...like never before.

(c) Natasha
5 August 2005

~Cosmicrain~

2005-08-04T17:54:00.000-07:00

The nebulous nimbus
bursts
into a pitter- patter dance

Enchanting the mogra
into
a magical trance

The parched gulnar
sways
to a lilting tune

The dusty haze, now
enshrines
a crystal rainbow

Glistening across
our
hypnotic horizon

(c) Natasha
July 2005

~Desolate~

2005-08-04T05:49:00.000-07:00

Parched land,
rents the air
A vacuous cry,
berates the sky

A lone robin
stares,
as the last drop
falls prey;
to a land
that reverberates,
to a death knell

(c) Natasha
20 June 2005

Death?

2005-08-04T04:50:00.000-07:00

“The vacuous
death- knell,
sounded off
by you

Was just
another awakening,
for us
to start anew”

(c) Natasha
4 August 2005

Silence

2005-08-04T04:46:00.000-07:00

“In the aura of silence
my soul
learnt
to speak wise

In the aura of silence
my soul
found
the path to light”

(c) Natasha
4 August 2005

Words

2005-05-05T02:03:00.000-07:00

~~WORDS~~

Words could play hide and seek
Too wary, too meek
Lest the unheard speak

Words could create a commotion
Dispelling unfathomable notions
Giving way to random thought potions

Words could slash like a knife
Creating much pain and strife
Spreading bitterness all around life

Words could simply propel smiles
Changing the course of many a lives
Leaving their imprints in mind’s archives

- Natasha
23 February 2005

Spring

2005-04-08T17:58:00.000-07:00

~~My Will ‘O Wisp Spring~~

Oh! Spring, spring,
What shall you bring?

Wispy clouds with silver linings
Balmy breeze that seem to be dancing

A cuckoo bird flapping its wings
Melancholic hearts that sing

Riot of colours suddenly bursting
Frolicking souls giving in

A star spangled night whispering
Many a hearts entwining

Little daisies simply smiling
Yet another new beginning

-Natasha
22:40 hours
16 February 2005

~~That’s My Spring~~

Spring, spring
Why do you want to hide
That’s how the flowers cried

The cold winter made us sad
The summer will make us happy

Why don’t you make us flower
Why are you so far
Come to us with your power

Surround us with your love & care
So we shall say a prayer
Spring we want you everywhere

-Arusha (my angel brat)
22:40 hours
16 February 2005

Pain

2005-04-08T13:34:00.000-07:00

Why
Does my heart wrench
Why does my soul drench
In your thoughts
Why does the chasm
Widen
Why does this ache
Only sadden
My heart

Why
Does the pain only grow
Why cant it just slow
Why do I need you so
That each moment passes
And the ache only surpasses
With the boundaries of time

Why does this pain
Inflame
Kneading,
Throbbing,
Hammering
My heart
Like a fire dart

Why
Do I ache
To be by your side
To soak in your love
To be held in your arms
Or to just have you around

Why
Cant I just tide
Or simply hide
My feelings
Inundate my mind
With our memories
Frozen in time

Natasha
8 April 2005

Conflicting Souls

2005-04-07T19:13:00.000-07:00

Conflicting souls
Refuse
To console
Like jagged edges
Of a knife
The clashing hearts
Create more strife

My heart bleeds
In Pain
Am I going
Insane?
Are these
Tears just
In vain?

Why do those
Words cut?
Why does the
Distance hurt?
Why cant the
Pain depart?
Why cant
We make a
Brand new start?

Why do we
Let the miles
Come in between?
Why can’t we smile?
And make it worthwhile?

You said
I am precious
So why get sucked?
In this vicious
Conflict game?

For chrissake
We shall not fake
Just tame
This moment
Work through
This intricate maze
And clear the haze

And simply make up
For each other’s sake
Coz this love is
Something we shall
Never forsake

-Natasha
29 March 2005

Six Days hence, Coffee in the Present Tense

2005-04-07T18:01:00.000-07:00

Six days hence
You & I
Will
Simply Sense

That time
And tide
Just make
No sense

Coz the
Coffee
We share
In the
Present tense
Is all
That makes sense

Coz Six days hence
And Coffee in the
Present Tense
Are meant to
Simply
Fill up
Our sense
And our lives
Together till the end

-Al & Natasha
18 March 2005

Mon’ Amour

2005-04-07T14:53:00.000-07:00

My eyes
Searched for you
My heart
Ached for you
With bated breath
I waited

For you
To walk into my life
And end all the strife
To take my breath away
To sweep me away
Into your arms
In a glorious trance

Our hearts together
Now shall sway
Together we shall break free
From the shackles
Of the mundane love story
To start
Our brand new story
Sprinkled
With love, care and no worry

Together
We shall live each day
Cherish every moment
That comes our way
Tread the path
Laden with thorns and sand
All but, hand in hand

Our world
Will cease
To exist
Sans each other
As it’s no longer
You and I
But us together
This promise we shall
Forever keep

Cradled in each others arms
Every night we sleep
And pick each other
Into our dreams
Dreams that will make
Our tomorrow’s sweet
Our love is forever
For us to keep

-Natasha
19 March 2005

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Blissful Again

2005-04-07T06:42:00.000-07:00

Engaged in a
Nitter Natter
Post that
Angst
Thanks to our
Conflict swatter

No discontent
No foibles
Just plain simple
Beguiling smiles

No more
Tormented souls
Just our frolicking hearts
That refuse to part

Opening up
To new moments
Nuzzling up
To the missing scents
Lying together
In each others arms
So totally spent

Making way
For more love
And whoever said
Conflicts portend
An end!
For us
It’s yet another
Beginning
Of a brand new
Homecoming

- Natasha
30 March 2005

Joy & Pain

2005-04-07T03:05:00.000-07:00

Joy & Pain

The stupor of Joy
The succinct medley of emotions

The ordeal of Pain
The orgasmic meaning to life

The painted mannequins of desire
The riveting surge of passion

Joy & Pain the lethal concoction
Sans each other
Meaningless…As roses without thorns

-Natasha
28 December 2004

Sundance

2005-04-07T02:34:00.000-07:00

Twirling
To the rhythm of time
Swaying
In our glorious sunshine
Encapsulated
With the sands of time

Rhapsodic moments
That touch the mind
Swirling winds
That closely entwine

Unending surge
Of passion
Shattering
The barriers of time
Basking
In our Passion Play
Transcending
The limits of time
Peaking with the skies
Into an amorous cry

Clamped
Together in our mind
Moments
That make way
For our sunshine

-Natasha
6 April 2005