Thursday, December 8

Meeting

I woke up this morning, to your bright, smiling face,
And felt alive as I slept in your embrace.
I woke up again to realize it was a dream,
I'm lonely again, back to frigid outer space.

Sunday, September 25

Brave It

Feel's like you're there for me more than love,
Faithfully gifting me tears every night
Waking me up five times a night from dreams or fear of them.

Every tune has your essence, your meaning in every word
And I can't take it any more,
But I can brave it if you can make it for sure.

We're faraway planets on orbits of collision
A thousand light years apart, no humanly sense of an end
To days of endless bursts of fire and ice.

Every scene has your presence, your memory in every moment
And I can't take it any more,
But I can brave it if you can make it for sure.

I resist the emptiness with material wastes
Waiting and waiting as my soul is raging and raging
My lesson in patience - given by a life in disarray.

Every second has your absence, your taste in every breath
And I can't take it any more,
But I can brave it if you can make it for sure.

Wednesday, May 4

Firestone

If I should die tonight,
You will find me at peace.
Split into so many inside
But fused together at the core
There is so much more.

To a life built by the unchosen 
And made over by choices.
I feel the fire forging within
Cooled by the sweet waters around
This life was not given but found. 

By casting golden bits of innocence
Into their fire and brimstone.
They watch marred figurines emerge
Carving them again to a shape they desire
And you stand there with them and conspire.

To manufacture perfections of imagination
As I smile in peace at it all. 
Tonight is another night we choose
To desert the desolation within
Tell me how this ends and I will tell how it will begin.

Tuesday, April 19

To an 18 year old me

I want you to know that you'll live.

You'll live through the rage
And you'll live through the urge.
You will find a way to correct your mistakes
And make them all over again.

You'll figure out what life is and then
What life is not, and then what it is again.
You will understand the meaning of purpose
And forget it like your dad forgot your birthday.

You'll make passionate vows you think you'll keep
And you'll break them like your first baby tooth.
You will live through the death and destruction
Of friendships that you thought would last a lifetime.

You'll pull a hundred strings to get things done
And watch them fall apart at your bare feet.
You will watch your body slowly drift away
Before your eyes as you look down upon you.

You'll wrestle helplessly as your mind decays
Before you take control and make it heal.
You will find solace in being alone
More than in the arms of others robbing you of yourself.

You'll live through the fear
And you'll live through the regret,
And you'll find a way to make peace with sadness
And question your fate as you accept it.

My dear, I want you to know that you'll live. I promise you, you will live.

Saturday, April 16

Rescue

Ever since I was a little girl I imagined, much like Harry Potter, that someone would come take me away, from a house that never felt like home, from a family that never felt my own. Every night it feels like those hundreds of nights that Harry waited for over 10 years. And finally Hagrid rescued him. Harry always knew he was special, meant for bigger and better things. But maybe that's why it's a book. And I'm in a world called reality.

Tuesday, April 12

Will Never Be Enough

I am sorry.
I am sorry about making you wait in the car as you cried while I was up in my hotel room.
I am sorry for sitting coldly as you cried and asked me to hug you and get back with you.
I am sorry for raising my hand at you.
I am sorry for blackmailing you to come meet me.
I am sorry for torturing you with my attention-seeking behaviour.
I am sorry I hurt myself just to get your attention.
I am sorry for using your connections to get my work done.
I am sorry for saying whatever when you tried to talk.
I am sorry for letting you cry when my heart was screaming in pain.
I am sorry for not being there when you needed me the most during your placements.
I am sorry for leaving you crying in the hotel.
I am sorry for leaving you crying in the car.
I am sorry for leaving you crying in a restaurant.
I am sorry for the attitude I showed as you told me your problems.
I am sorry I continued faking it in front of your parents.
I am sorry I made you wait in the car for me so many times.
I am sorry for making you feel less.
I am sorry I didn't give you the respect you deserved.
I am sorry I didn't try hard enough to make things right in the last two years.
I am sorry for cutting the phone on you so many times and not coversing properly.
I am sorry for blocking your calls and messages.
I am sorry for wasting 9 years of your life.
I am sorry for mistrusting you with your friends.
I am sorry for not going to Goa with you.
I am sorry for not letting you come meet me when you wanted to make things right.
I am sorry for giving more importance to other people than you.
I am sorry I didn't wear your fitbit.
I am sorry I didn't invite you to my birthday party.
I am sorry I screamed at you so many times.
I am sorry I said bad things about your friends.
I am sorry I doubted your love for me.
I am sorry I betrayed your trust.
I am sorry I never gave you the chance to show that first picture of us in Wave Mall to the world.
I am sorry for always wanting more when all you wanted was me.
I am sorry for not seeing that all you did was for me and only me.
I am sorry putting your family through so much pain.
I am sorry I wasn't there when Frankie died.
I am sorry I told you to lose weight.
I am sorry I argued to prove myself right instead of solving the problem.
I am sorry I compared your Placement Committee to mine.
I am sorry for saying you were dumb or an idiot.
I am sorry for always pointing out your faults instead of looking at mine.
I am sorry for making you feel that I was better than you when I wasn't.
I am sorry I couldn't help you get over me.
I am sorry this will not make things right.
I am sorry I am crying right now.
I am sorry I can't be yours like we always dreamed.
I am sorry for all the things I did not say sorry for.
I am sorry Avi.

On Cruelty

Sleep, come gently as the wind,
Run your soft fingers through my hair 
And whisper tender lullabies in my ears. 

I never dreamed that I'd end up like this,
Drifting from one island to the next
Listening to others' songs reciting my pain. 

Cruel cruel people, cruel cruel me
Beholding the world with eyes that do not see
And a heart that does not feel. 

No, I don't want to be weak,
I want to burn their world to the ground
And look down from my chariot of victory. 

Traverse over each land till no land is left
And darkness hunts in the remains,
Hearts and souls of the perished.

Gratify or satisfy, wander or wane
The choice is to make or already made
No, I don't want to give in tonight. 

Sunday, April 10

Giving In

I am still alone. After all these years, thinking I would never end up alone, I did. The way forward is not visible and overshadowed with uncertainty. Day goes by after day, some days are unbearable, and some days just barely so. I wish this could end. Maybe it can, but my body refuses to give in. It is strange, that after so many years of giving in, this body refuses beyond instinct, pain and suffering, to give in. So easy, it is so easy to give in. It may even be right. But my body refuses to give in. Even God does not know why.

Sunday, April 3

A Letter to Myself a Year Ago

Hi there!

Some of you asked me recently why I didn't write a farewell note like a lot of other PGP2s when they left campus. Now that some time has elapsed since I left, I can shamelessly admit that besides laziness and impassiveness, it was also the fact that I didn't really know what advice or words of wisdom to give you. 

I hope you understand that besides the cliched two cents of enjoying every moment at IIMB, avoiding RGgiri, taking placements/grades a little lightly, shunning the moh maya and finding true friendships yadda yadda yadda, I wasn't really sure what else I could tell you that ten others might not have already told you. So why am I writing this note to you now?

Well, first, you and I have interacted a fair amount at IIMB and I thought that I should take the time out to wish you all the best for your internship as you might be busy packing and preparing for it. If I haven't already told you this, let me say it, it is going to be one hell of a ride - you'll understand the phrase "work hard, party harder" in reality. You'll probably overreact when you mess up a formula on an excel or can't get the slide right even after 11 iterations or when your supervisor tells you to be more proactive or you forget to add the data source and your boss points it out. So yeah, I'm not sure me telling you to calm down is going to help, but do remember when you go through that, you aren't alone. I wish I could say a PPO doesn't matter, but who are we really kidding here? However, I am in no way suggesting that you have to sell your soul to the devil. :-) You'll figure it out, just like everyone does, in your own way. 

So now that I'm done with the best wishes, I guess I ought to tell you a bit about IIMB too. I'm hoping you don't say "yeah, I knew that already" after reading this. Well, IIMB changes people - no surprises there, both for the good and bad - no surprises there either. Friends and family outside campus become outsiders, you learn to churn out deliverables on demand, you get victimized by groupism of many kinds and you gain as much confusion as clarity. So what? Well, what I want you to know is that life will come full circle at the end of it all. The relationships you break, the company you avoid and the friends and family you keep will be your choice. But there is a reality outside campus, and for the momentary happiness that lies inside the stone walls, do not sacrifice the world outside that has kept you going before you stepped into this plush, 100-acre haven, and that will keep you going once you leave it. It is indeed tempting to forget everything else when it's 10 PM and you have a submission at 12 and you're still 4 pages short of the minimum page limit for a report, or when a block party is happening and you just want to forget the stress of the day and you get a call from home, or when you're arguing in a project meeting at 3 AM and your childhood friend calls you for advice about life, or when you step into a 10 AM class at 10:02 and your mom is sending you silly forwarded messages on whatsapp. I hope you will live through these instances whole-heartedly and not shun them away. Life is made by these small things we ignore or take for granted - the big things will happen regardless.

Forgive me for saying this, but don't take courses just because your friends are taking them and it will be easier to form groups and study together - take them because they're interesting and you're paying a hell lot of money to just interact with the same 10 set of people on campus. I've taken chill courses that got me Cs, I've taken the so-called heavy courses that got me As and I've taken mediocre subjects just because I didn't get anything else that made me learn a whole lot. So, take your decisions yourself and thoda light lo. I won't tell you not to study all the time - if that's what keeps you ticking, hell, study day and night, if you want nothing else but to get that 3.9 or 4.0, then go for it. But, if you want to explore the nice restaurants in Bangalore or stay glued to GoT and House of Cards or check out the latest Avengers movie instead of mugging up the derivation of Black-Scholes, do that as well! I do not mean to preach, but it doesn't pay to be living someone else's life and dreams, especially when you're going to be paying hefty EMIs for the next few years. 

So I guess I'm running out of unique wisdom to give you. Lastly, I just want to apologize if I ever hurt you in my capacity as a PR, friend or random stranger. I cannot say I didn't mean it, maybe I did :-), umm, okay, but seriously, it wasn't with any bad intention or malice. I do sincerely love world peace! I am offering my free time for advice, chit chat or chilling out not as a formality, so please do not treat it as such. I am a message, e-mail or phone call away for any of the aforementioned activities. (Else I wouldn't be writing this to you!) I am resisting the temptation to say keep in touch - que sera sera!

I hope you that you get discover all the wonderful things that life has to offer. All the very best!

After all these years

It is almost 7 years since I first wrote on this blog. Wow, I cannot believe it. It feels so painful to confront myself - how I have changed and how I am no longer with the guy I thought I would spend the rest of my life with. Sometimes the pain is so overwhelming that I feel I should end it all, but then I think just survive one more day and live on - not knowing if I am right or wrong, just believing that my instinct is betraying me, my body is fighting the urge to go back to him.

It is so painful to have your mind filled with so many doubts, is this different, is this going to work, am I going to be betrayed again, am I going to betray again, will I ever be happy, will things ever work out? So many doubts, so many questions. And I'm sitting here with the Avengers movie in the background and Harry Potter audio books awaiting my ears and all I want is to belong to someone - to have a family, a partner, to end this loneliness. I am done with the parties, the meandering, the wanderlust. I want a home, and a person to share it with. Finally. And I do not know if I have someone to share that feeling with me now.

If I live through this year, I will be grateful - so many conflicts, feels like being a teenager again - so confused, so tormented, but by different things. What is my fate? Has it been written already? Or am I changing it as I write this? Some thing, come inspire me. 

My Last Letter to Him

Dear Avi,

I promised myself I would not slip into a black hole after meeting you today. But despite my repeated efforts, I think I am sinking into one. I have a presentation tomorrow and slides which I have not even started, but I can't breathe some how. It feels so empty knowing that you are there somewhere hurting, thinking of me, still in love with me despite everything I did to you. I am really sorry Avi, I was so rude to you many times and I never really tried hard enough to make things work. And for many days, as I am leaving this campus, I have seen how much it has taken from me and how much damage it has done not just to my body, but also to my heart, mind and soul. 

Words are not enough, and language feels so inadequate to explain what I am feeling right now. Thank you for today, I could not have asked for a sweeter yet heartening meeting. Those pictures of us, my gosh, I never knew I could laugh in happiness and cry in sadness at the same time. They were so beautiful, those beautiful beautiful days in Lucknow and Kanpur. We were such small town kids, you were at least, and I was always looking towards the sky thinking of flying. You are so right in saying that our ambitions have cost us dearly, very dearly. I have lost so much. Abhinav, you did not lose me, believe me, the truth is, that I lost you.

I grew too big for my own shoes. My dreams and ambitions and desires overtook me, and the simple joys of being with you didn't seem to matter then. I thought that if you couldn't keep up with me, you couldn't do good for yourself and I stopped trying - I stopped trying to talk to you because I felt I could no longer relate to you, or relate what I had become and the way I thought with you. I lost you. I drowned myself in friends who gave me attention, and work that fed my thirst for learning and I ignored the most important thing in my life - you. I was wrong Abhinav, I really was. You were my family, my own, but I was never satisfied, always wanting more and more and more. And now I have so much and it all feels empty some times.

It's true, it is unimaginable to think of life without you and I want to say you should start afresh too, but it doesn't feel like it will help you move on. I must be truthful to you, it felt like the first time you proposed to me today - how you said you loved me and I said no and despite having every reason to be mad at me and shout at me, you just said kindly that you will always be there for me and you will always love me and never hold a grudge against me. It is very painful indeed, to care so deeply about you and not be able to be with you. It is strange, so strange to realize that I will not be the one you marry - it was my dream for so many years. 

I don't know what to say. I already said good bye and so I do not want to say it again. Allow me to write to you some times, you inspired me today you know - to write. I hope you will read the letters I write to you once in while. I have to go now.

Till I write again,

Tami

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