Insomniac Life

Its me back with conflicting emotions yet again. I have not been able to sleep well for the past few days. I spend a good no of hours tossing and turning over the bed in quest of sleep. Well, I cannot blame this loss on the erratic schedules that I keep nor on the mad race that I am in my sphere of work.
While I try to do a quick hypothesis on what could be the several causes of this new found shortcoming, I am unable to narrow down to a particular event, reason which can be held responsible.
There are thousands of thoughts crossing over my mind. I can visualize myself with the
comic kinda alerts all over my head in each passing minute. There are myriad of emotions that I am going through.
My ponderings and questions on life, death, love , relationships, sorrow, pain,loss of a loved one now seem to have become more deep rooted. While I do not want to sound a pessimist but
right now insomnia in its true sense has gripped me, my sleep and my life.

The Sprinkler Dance...

I work in a lovely campus which spread across few acres of land with greenery everywhere. Its a lovely sight to walk across the campus during the early mornings. Greenery at its best. The sound of the chirping birds and croaking frogs makes you wonder if you are in some forest. :)

Well it was a normal day, when me and bossie were walking for dinner. We have a lot of options in the campus. So we decided to go to to have a proper south indian fare. As we were about to
enter the path, we see sprinklers going across the path. There's a quite a bit of hue and cry over the sprinklers as it is recycled water at its best. I went a step ahead and lo comes a stream of water in front of me. I move back to avoid getting drenched by the water. I again try to run across but get scared at the thought of taking a shower in the "water". I step back again.

A courageous man had stepped into the path and we see him dancing to the rhythm of the
sprinklers.:) Its not good to laugh at someone's plight but this was utterly unstoppable.

But at last, the man was able to win over the sprinklers by virtue of the "sprinkler dance".

Please deliver this to Mama in Heaven.

This day as you look up on us from the realms of heaven,
With the childlike glares on the earth,
wondering do my kids miss me,
laughing at the moments when we are funny,
sporting a proud smile during our moments of glory,
shedding a tear when you see us in sorrow,
praying for us in our trying times,
singing for us during the lullaby times,
pushing us to fight out the odds,
believing in us that we can win,
reminding us to take the path that we believe is right,
standing for us during the struggles of life,
worrying for us when we get remorse,
pulling us up to walk the stony paths,
laughing with us on our silly jokes,
smiling at our crazy moments,
sharing and believing in our dreams,
dats you Mama......

There is not a moment that goes without you.
There is not a smile that is complete without thinking about you.
There is not a second where we do not feel the air of emptiness without you being by our side.
There is not a heart beat without missing you for life.

Mama....We miss you! Wish you were here to hear the poem.

Happy Mother's Day Ma!

Thanks for making us what we are today. Love you and miss you for life.

http://blog.blogadda.com/2010/05/05/mothers-day-tribute-to-your-mom-contest

Tears..

I held a drop of tear in my hand,
I held it close to my heart,
I held my heart and cried out,
The skeletons of past are rambling in my soul,
Locked up in the shadows of past,
My heart wallows in pain,
Wishing moments could be relived again,
Love's labour lost in the sand dunes of despair