Cant recollect when was Delhi this boring

Can hardly recollect, if Delhi was ever this boring, the way it has been for a last few days. Hardly ever. It must be my perception, my monotony of tasks and my solitude which makes me feel this way.

My thoughts and emotions manifest this feeling of a bored city, which perhaps is among the liveliest places in the country along with a few other metros like, Mumbai, Pune and now offcourse Bangalore.

Just had a few lines in mind

Not sure what has got in
but cant recollect when;
when, was Delhi this boring.

People have come and gone
friends come, stay and move on
Spring longs for that delayed rain
know theres nothing grey in my brain

Not sure what has got in
but cant recollect when
when, was Delhi this boring.

Glut of thought stares
few hard facts just bares,
lot of feelings, emotions
men moving in solo motions

Stroke of life dwindles
distance and time mingles
sight seems to have lost its mirage
sighs; sighs - breath's barrage

Not sure what has got in
but cant recollect when
when, was Delhi this boring.

A Short Winter- Long wilderness

Time is the only thing that is at premium these days. Since the last post here, things have happened and lot has changed...and are still changing. Harish got married and flew back. Priya too tied the knot and is waiting to fly back and of all people Dey decided, this was it and too got married, in a decision taken in those small winter months.

The gang had a lot of activity in this short winter; winter that really wasn't. For me it was just wilderness. Lost away in search of the elusive talk, word and moments of solitude. Things are still hazy, still clamoring for that bit of clarity. Its a mess of thoughts and feelings, looks like its here to stay, least it can win a few moments for itself.

Ah... do I have something to write about...may be not, may be its all forgotten within this short pan of winters. This time the winter was too dry, too plain just monochrome or it was just me who did not want to see any other hue.

Have a lot to say to certain people in life...maybe, just dont have that guts, to confess. Know that inspite of the distances - means are there but yes my fingers dont let me dial the numbers and my lips refuse to speak. Breaths sign with the load, its heavy but yes dont have the will to offload the weight. I need to carry it further, carry it for some more time.