Return to Innocence....

This incident happened in guitar class I go these days..As I entered the class, I saw a place empty and boarded myself and my guitar on the sit. Then I looked around.. I saw a very cute little girl sitting on my right.She must be something like 10 years old. She was also looking at me.. I couldn't stop myself asking her name..

Me: Hi..Whats your name?
She: Hi..My name is Urvaja..but everybody calls me Urvi..
Me: Good..
Then I started practicing my guitar . Meanwhile, a student in our class who is kind of oldest one in class (45+)was leaving class and saw her and he must have had similar feeling as me and asked the girl..

Old guy: Hi..whats your name?
She:Urvaja...
Old guy: Very good... In which standard you are?
She: 4rth standard..
Old Guy: Very good..In which school?
She: In MPS/NPS Koramangala..(I didn't hear school name clearly)
Old guy: Very good...

And he went.. Then she looked at me and asked..

She: Why he was saying good so many times..?
Me: You are the youngest in the class and he is the oldest..so he was very happy seeing you...
She: Hmm..(Looking satisfied with my answer)
She: Do you know How old I am?

Now..questions that comes to my mind is who teaches girls to ask other guess their age at such an early stage? Must be genetically coming to create and maintain curiosity about their age.. :D

Now, I calculated as she is in 4rth standard..she must be around 9-10..

Me: you must around 9-10 ..
She: Great!!!! I am 9..

And again I got back practicing my guitar..meanwhile she was trying to do exercise given by our teacher..rather restlessly...
After sometime, as our teacher was not in room..our conversation started..

She: Where are your spects?
I was surprised...I was wearing contacts and how come she knows I wear spects...

Me: How do you know I wear spects?
She: I saw you wearing while you came ... the black ones..
Me: Oh..those are my sunglasses..
She: You look good with that. Why don't you wear it now..
I said to myself goooood...at least this little girl ..9 years thinks I look good :) . Back of the mind I was thinking girls of my age should learn from her and should have same feeling :P

Me: Thanks...but if I wear it now..people will consider I am blind..and with sunglasses in night and with playing guitar..people will start putting coins in front of me..
She:No..you are not going to play it on street or what..you are going to play in this class and nobody is going to put coins.. you know.. you should always BE POSITIVE..look at it positively..

I was floored...A little girl or angel I should say telling me to be positive..it was so cute...

She:(suddenly) What is your blood group?
Me: Be Positive..
She: Wow..Mine is also B+..look at my hands..they are so RED...

Then our teacher came and started playing a song..Tuze sab hai pata hai na Maa from Taare Zameen Par..and she suddenly asked
She: is this song in minor scale..?
Sir: No..It is in Major Scale..
She: How come...? it is a silent song....
Sir:....
She: Sir...Do you like Hindustani Classical?
Sir: Yes..
She: I LOOOOOOOVE hindustani classical..But I hate western music..

Our teacher was playing a song..and he missed a line in the song..
She: Sir....you always miss a line...
Sir:......

Then our conversation again started..
She: I have a keyboard at my home..
Me: Good... So what all you are learning..?
She: I am learning singing..Keyboard..drums..dance..Taekwondo..
Me: Are you planning to start a band..?
She: I already have a band..in school
Me:good(with a smile)
She: I have my own TV..own laptop..own iPoD..own home theater..and own room and I also have AC.. I have everyyyyyyything that a girl needs (smiles)
Me: very good..
She: and I have very good Mom and Dad..I Loooooooooove my parent..do you love your parents..?
Me: Off course..yes..
She: (smiles)...


She again asked me some guitar doubts in between as sir was not around..and last thing I remember she said was..
She: I want to learn everything in this world...(with an innocent smile..)

This whole interaction with this cute Angel made me think a lot..She is just a 9 year old..She is so enthusiastic about learning so may things..and she is doing it also..There is so much enthusiasm to take from her..There is so much innocence in her...I hope she should always find someone around who will keep her innocence intact...

May be every one of us was like her when we were that young...What has really happened to us..? Where we have lost that innocence..? Why we lost it ? Is there....is there any way to get it back...?

May be we haven't lost that innocence yet...it is somewhere in back of our minds ready to come back..we just have to open the door..
The only problem is.. In this bad bad materialistic world..if we try to be innocent ,it is kind of tough to survive...but can we get a place where we can be innocent again..or where you can rely to be innocent..

May be someone who is as innocent as you..The best person is you life partner..who is ready to walk with you all your life..with him it is safe to return for you to innocence.. and same holds for other person also...

If you find someone like that..then life will really become a fairy tale... isn't it?

My wait in ON... :)

Every Moment...

Every moment brings new faith
we are going close to death

every moment we have the fear
are we born cowards dear

every moment is so new
In the end we'll feel I had so few

Every moment is new dream
only wishing all the cream

every moment is new dawn
as long as to you are not a pawn

Every moment is full of fight
you keep tight as enemy is night

every moment is a song
I wish we could sing along

every moment is sunshine
When I feel you are mine

every moment brings new grace
when I see your smiling face

every moment is new start
when you have love in your heart

every moment brings new season
oh my dear you are the reason

Poised...

I was trying to dig a hole
thinking it was my only role
it took my too much toll
Killing all my will to live

correlating reality and dream
it never happens as it seems
I don't want to live a dream
All I want is a humble scream

I just want to clean my past
may that way I can re cast
Losing myself is what I crave
I want to be again naive

I just want to lose myself
looks the only way to find myself
That should show where I stand
clearing whatever is blind

craziness is full of me
insanity may be is the key

Thinking how hard I was cast
I know it wont last
just waiting for me to blast
leaving me an iconoclast

every breath that I do take
only thing that I cant fake
makes me feel I am born
recoding whatever is torn


There is gap in me which I cant fill
unaware how it was drilled
makes my heart a grinding mill
may be you are "The One" who can heal


feeling lost in corpse of the past
I know I must move on fast
calming myself till I dawn
poised to see the new future drawn





(Note: I wrote this one with Hangover of Fade To Black by Metallica. Try to sing this one with that rhythm)

Sometimes....

sometimes..when you try to walk
on the path of dreams
you get the shock

sometimes..when you try to dream
with all your steam
you get the knock

Sometimes..when you try to love
like a crazy bird
you are never heard
case dismissed as if
you are part of the dreary herd

sometimes..when you try run
like the Forrest Gump
why your heart denies to pump???

sometimes..when you want to cry
like a flowing stream
when your heart wants to scream
but the eyes go dry...

sometimes..I do try to ask
whether I was wrong
that I wrote a song
for you..
whether I was wrong
that I waited so long
for you..

sometimes..I want to dance
and go in a trance
with you..

Sometimes..I want to forget
I want to forgive
whatever happened
like a phew!!!

sometimes, I want sit
with you in the breeze
till my eyes freeze
with you...


sometimes..I wish brand New day
everyday..
so I can fall in love with you
everyday..

Sad but true...

Yesterday I saw the Movie Kite runner based on the novel by Khaled Hosseini.

This film touched something deep inside me. This is a story of Amir a well-to-do boy living in Kabul in monarchical Afghanistan and Hassan-loyal friend and servant of Amir. Both are very good friends. Hassan is the kite runner of the story. He is the real Hero of the story. He is very simple boy who is loyal to his master. He will go to any extend to save his friend and master. He is innocent and very much selfless.
His simplicity and loyalty made me cry. He is not intelligent and may be that is why he is so simple. Most of the times intelligence brings cunningness and selfishness with it. This thought really baffles me. I am scared of intelligent people on this earth. Somehow, I am starting to be comfortable with people who are not intelligent...who be loyal, selfless, simple. When I say this, I don't mean I would like them to loyal slaves of someone but they would be much dependable and simple to decipher.

There will be some exceptions where intelligence may forbid cunningness and selfishness. But at some point of time almost all of these so called intelligent creatures like you and me will be on the other side. sad but true...isnt it?