The Colour RED....

How much difference would it make, if a colour melted into another?

If the majestic Red of its thousand shades, ceased to be…!

How many more sunsets would drown in a sea of pale blue?

How many more fruits would be devoured by green worms?

How much more bloodshed would dry up into a white silence?

How many more blazing suns to be engulfed by a black hole?

But for now Red is whole, gleaming and glowing still hiding a tale of its own!

I wonder if she were a woman, I wonder who she would be:

I wonder if she would be a lover, a rose yet to bloom,

With blush on her cheeks and a shy pout on her lips…

Maybe a phoenix, rising from ashes of black dismay

Her body strengthens with each pulse of her colour

She is a vixen, her eyes painted with faces to kill

With spirit of righteousness hidden under a shroud of revenge …

Maybe Red is a man, a man waiting to be of significance:

Maybe he is in anger, for his eyes gleam through to his soul

And his aura a reflection of the turmoil he so holds…

Maybe he is in pain, writhing and toiling, testing his faith…

In agony so brutal, he cares not for the fate of any other shade.

He stands to signal danger, to show that this is end of roads!

I wonder what the end of Red’s story is: I wonder where it will fall.

As a lover, phoenix, vixen or in anger, pain and distraught?

I yearn to get an answer every time I knock, instead mocks me to the ground,

As the answer pounds against my wrist and in my heart, every time I call…

to forget or not to forget...

I was thinking of why i don't blog anymore ... i was thinking really hard (like the way u think of headings wen ur writing ur university paper on human physiology)...and then it struck me...!- I forgot...
Well, not technically forgot forgot... just forgot the specific cause..
I think the closest contender was my Facebook mini-stalker... or so I thought.. Anyway, That was taken care of by the police, with no help whatsoever from the useless godforsaken FB!! But it did grossly scar my internet persona. I started to question the use of my blogging, facebooking orkutting n all that crap. Even though i wasn't as involved as a lot of people.. i couldn't handle it well. My grades dropped, i was wasting time,, n i was not being so creative anymore. And so, i subconsciously backed outta it for a while...
But a lot of things have happened since that..I cant say i forgot forgot, but i forgot a lot of things that did happen... But i remember waking up on the day of a university paper and realizing i was miles from where i had planned to reach, I remember doodling away my best friend's name as she called to tell she was moving to a new job... I remember sniffing up a non-cold associated sniff as someone made fun of me putting on weight, I remember the sniff turning into a smile when my friend told that someone to watch her waistline instead...

I remember crying on my bed after my parents considered getting me married, i remember laughing it out with my fiance the next week :)...I remember eating biriyani alone from home, and i remember fighting over a cornetto with my gang from hostel.. I remember walking alone along a dark road clinging onto a  pepper-spray substitute and i remember ashing in a car with my family..I remember some things which i wish i'd forget, i remember a lot of things i dont ever want to forget...