It was a world of paradigm shifts…


It was in a world that lasted forever

It was in a world that disappeared out of sight

It was when memories were gleefully made

It was when memories came flooding back

It was when moments in life pleasantly gathered

It was when cherishing those moments was all I had

It was a time to dream and a time to build

It was a time for retrospection and contemplation

It was the glow of love and a feeling of warmth

It was the touch of a chilly draft that made life shudder

It was all I had, it was all I didn’t, it was what it was…

– Rajesh Hingoranee Copyright © 2013

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All For Your Sake


All For Your Sake

My heart burns like a candle
All night for your sake
And in the morning of your smile
It lights up for your sake

My heart longs and yearns
So deeply for your sake
And then it just shatters
Like crystal for your sake

My heart hopes and wishes
So truly for your sake
And when you thrust it away
It weeps for your sake

©Copyright 2009 Rajesh Hingoranee

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Personal Musings – Page 4


Looking back at the early days of their friendship…

During 1995-96, Nick lived and worked New York.  Ann had moved to California during January 1996 right after her marriage with Rob.  On her first day in town, Rob had dropped her off at Sam’s place, so she would not be alone at home while he was at work.  Nick remembers having experienced an unexplained feeling, even before he had met her in person!  His heart had gone out to her, as he knew Sam’s home was always in a shambles, and that Ann would surely have been happier staying alone at home.  Although he could not for the life of him understand why he had felt so much for her when he had not even met her, Nick knew at the time that she would eventually have a significant influence on his thoughts and feelings.

Nick met Ann for the first time during the spring of 1996 when he was in California on vacation.  Having already harbored strange feelings for her, Nick always remembered the first words Ann had said to him, “I have heard so much about you, Nick”.  Later that year, in summer, when Nick was in California again on a house-hunting trip, as he had landed a job there, he remembers having had a fabulous time at her place.  He could sens a great friendship in the making, and looked forward to that.  Although they were practically strangers at the time, Nick felt she had already started to hold a special place in his heart.  But were there other feelings – feelings that Nick never imagined having – that were making their presence felt?

From 1996 until mid 2000, there was little communication between Nick and Ann, although they kept in touch via phone calls and occasional visits.  On one such visit, Nick remembers when Rob’s sister commented negatively on his stubble, Ann was quick to point out that his stubble suited him and that he looked very nice.  Nick did not know how to thank her for her compliment so he just shook her hand in appreciation, noticing a flood of emotions, but speaking not a word.  That was the first time he had ever shaken her hand and that gesture became a tradition that continued over the years of their friendship.

…to be continued.

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The World Is Yours


The World Is Yours

The light of the moon is yours
The brightness of the sun is yours
The twinkle of the stars is yours

The grace of the clouds is yours
The coolness of the breeze is yours
The song of the birds is yours

The scent of the flowers is yours
The beauty of the roses is yours
The tenderness of the petals is yours

My heart is yours
My soul is yours
My world is yours

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©Copyright 2009 Rajesh Hingoranee

Love is…


In the coldest of winters,
You bring the warmest of feelings;

In the darkest of nights,
You bring the brightest of lights.

In the deepest of agony,
You bring the highest of elation;

In the worst of sorrow,
You bring the best of joy.

Your presence in this world
Makes it seem so heavenly;

Your fragrance in this world
Makes the roses green with envy.

©Copyright 2009 Rajesh Hingoranee

Personal Musings – Page 3


So, on that fateful winter evening in February, 2001, in an attempt to ‘come clean’, Nick ventured to send a request to Ann to afford him an hour or so of her time to ‘hear him out’, and to find out what it was that had changed her attitude so much. It was not meant to be an appeal for forgiveness, nor was it meant to be a justification of his actions. He merely wanted to reiterate his need for her friendship, his assurance of her trust.

Just the day prior, Nick and Ann had had a heart to heart discussion about the emotionally charged note he had sent her not too long prior to that. That note was proof of the depth of emotion he had vested in his association with her. His words crystallized his disgruntlement about the way the events had begun to unfold. It was an attestation of the fact that he had truly wanted to get out of the hold she seemed to have had on him, and yet not lose her friendship.

A comment from Ann during that emphatic discussion had raised a red flag, and Nick had become even more intent on coming clean with her. He recalls how she had coolly shrugged off his emotional outbursts. Although justifiable under the circumstances, Nick mused, since one’s actions are largely influenced by our consistent urge to satisfy the demands of the ego, he had felt that his very attempts to strengthen their friendship had sadly and ironically become the cause of a grave misunderstanding that seemed to lead to its eventual demise.

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Sometimes…


Sometimes it seems as though
Life is one darned thing after another;

Sometimes I feel as though
Life is moving farther and farther;

Sometimes life seems so unreal
I wonder if people really care;

Sometimes life goes on as though
Its not being fair, its just not fair.

Sometimes I wonder if its possible
To long for someone so far;

Sometimes I wonder if its true
That all’s fair in love and war.

©Copyright 2009 Rajesh Hingoranee