Works of RK

I nk In My Life I am the eye of the storm, when you live in me, I am at peace; I am calm. When the dreams of living are tossed aside, the spirit of survival cranks up the muse. I pick my pen and put you to good use. Winter of Discontent Some day we will connect again. Pick up the fallen pieces and glue them up again. What shape the future holds I already know. The pieces that we left behind in the snow, someday, they will thaw.

Just completed a two day stay at Kolkata, the so called “uber-conservative”, “stuck in time” capital of West Bengal (a state in eastern India). The city seemed lot cleaner that what I remember from a decade ago but retains the essential spirit of a market place that somehow got too big and had to be called a city! I was coming into Kolkatta from a place that had below par road and rail connectivity and was quite tired from all the traveling through the labyrinthine intestines of India, but the belles of Kolkata changed it all. This is my tribute to some of the most beautiful women to populate this universe, the women of Kolkata! Early into the day, I was waiting somewhere near a Metro (tube) station near Central Avenue for a business associate to pick me up when my eyes first popped out. There was this beautiful Goddess Durga-looking female crossing the crowded street full of rickshaws, yellow taxis and pot bellied traffic policemen. It was a typical freeze fra

The life that oozes out in small strips of minutes often gathers courage, braces up, chugs, and starts a soft run home... and then the wind blows. Time heals old wounds and makes ways for new ones to grow... and then the wind blows. In hurried glances, I look at those who chose to stay behind, ensuring that they stay there... and then wind blows. Every time I have a page inked, I turn a new leaf to begin anew, and the wind blows. Every time I keep the beads aside and chose to bury the dead, the wind blows!

Today, one of my relatives sent me a presentation on Indian Spirituality. The messages are very simple and to the point. They are also universal. Here are the messages: “Whomsoever you encounter is the right one” “Whatever happened is the only thing that could have happened” “Each moment in which something begins is the right moment” “What is over, is over” Wonderful and simple. Demystifies so many aspect of my personal life. Hope you folks also find something interesting in these.

I have spread my dreams out to dry They were wet from yesterday’s tears Should you chance upon them on the line Don’t bother, just let them be. I have heard from the unheard There will be another long night tonight. Jan 24-2011 From Life in a Multiverse

I have willed Time to slow down So that in the little time I have with you I could spend more time with you. I have desperately tried for it to bend So that the memories of time spent with you Could be lived for ever more. I have counted the seconds in a minute And counted the minutes in a day In anticipation of spending One more day with you. Time being what it is I will no more. Dec-23 -2011

Now that silences are back Where once your sweet nothings played I wait in the eerie darkness of my nights For some lost whisper of your sound to play again Some thought you might have left unsaid Suddenly finding decibels Some story that you left incomplete Suddenly finding a script I wait for old songs to play Someday. Dec-9-2010 From Life in a Multiverse