Bara Pani... Umiam

the transit

For the many stages of life that life prepares you for...the one thing no one ever prepared you for was the bench. There's many times you've dreamt about the bench. Right from school is when i presume it starts with a simple sport. As you grow out of your school uniform and those college jeans, there's a whole new set of pants that also belong to the bench. I'm on the bench right now....and no ones put me here. I have. I've been trying to do too many things at the same time...wanting too many things at the same time. So i'm taking the time to do nothing. The road stays where it does and i stay where I am for now. I start from scratch.

no measure

no measure

how little it takes. we take measures of each other. 

you give. they take. they give. you take. stolen. forgotten. 

in good times a borrowed peace of mind. the yearning desire to be infatuated with the now. 

and after; a long lying credit of emotions. 

we tread lightly on the waters. 

but the hole in the boat seems to be going below the water line 

and you find yourself in a sinking ship sitting alone....with no float. 

that's when the magnanimity of love leaves you.