Life below freezing point

Its been 6 months since I came to Edmonton. Initial days were full of energy and starting of Fall was a blessing. Fallen leaves every where, cool breeze in the air made it look so easy. Couple of months down the line when the snow begins to shower it seemed all so magical.But soon the magic began to disappear when the cold tried to reach deep inside the jackets. The beautiful colors of Fall turned into white blankets of ice and every cool breeze added into the wind chill factor. Streets started to empty, the day became short, silence took over: its was like victory of the cold over human souls.

Then it finally came the coldest day on planet with -58 C (including the wind chill). I still remember walking down the street with my fists clenched inside my two layered gloves and praying just to catch the next bus to the university that was 25 min delayed. Now I just stand there calculating which option to choose from - shall I walk to the University or wait for the bus ? A breeze passes by and every bone in my body feels the chill and in an instant I start walking towards the university. Breathing heavy and my face freezing I walk carefully to not to slip on the ice. And soon I can feel the water vapor in my breath freezing and forming an icy layer on my mustache. It was the day I realized what true cold is!

Finally its spring and the temperature is back to early positive numbers. It feels so good to see the ice melt and see some leaves back on the trees. Seems like life is back in the town and people are coming out of their hibernation. And I can't wait to see how good the summer is going to be.

The Reality

A free soul used to wander till date
To think, now it’s gotten a bit too late
To go back to the previous state
Often miss the feeling of no restraint

Never had thought will work for money
Remember the days being mom's sunny
Had decided to make a life with studying
Fell into the claws of this world damn cunning

Offers came from all along
Had to choose what was best for all
Forgot to think about myself
Landed up engulfed by greed after all

Working for a company well known
Thought would be a king to a throne
It was then when reality unraveled
And I fell amidst this hellish world

Bastards boasted of high dreams
But here I am sharing things
Saving every nickel and dime
To even buy a set of bell chimes

Can't see light at the end of tunnel
It’s like being trapped in a choked funnel
Crawling forward all alone in dark
Hoping to see a big enough crack

Often I try to think ahead in time
A thought always comes to my mind
It’s the one that gives me freaking sweats
What if this is as good as it gets.

Speed X Time = Distance ???

There was a day when we were close

With time, different ways we chose

I was happy and both sad

Cuz of the moments we together had

Times have passed and only memory remain

I am guilty, to take lines from metallica's name 

 

Still in dreams sometimes we can see someone

Who had only been an acquintance once

May be its just a kiss, with a stranger in a bar

Or the cop who busted you in your car

 

People say memories fade with time 

But they often haunt me for my crime

Running, hiding and flying all I have tried

Still the distances never shrink back in time

 

I don't know how to end this crap 

With things like orkut, facebook and Gtalk

Every once in a while there is a pop

When I really don't want to respond 

Believe me, I am not asking anyone to stop

Its just an honest man's thought.

 

Life's Dilemma

My parents wanted me to be a perfect child

But I always chose to sit on the farthest aisle

Tried sneaking around to see what was there

Lights blinked from everywhere

Some being strong and some being faint

But for that I had to be there to make

Always I had to make back in time

In order to look like the perfect child

 

Now it feels I have gone so far

Returning back will be a war

I know I can do it in time

But I again see some doors in line

And I want to see what’s inside

The risk is too big to take

But I really still want to play

 

The dilemma is when to stop

And return back to the steady halt

But the journey still seems so long

Expectations grow all along

 

I wish for the day

When I will stand

And mom will say

You have been the perfect one

The chances seem dimmest scarce

But I know I have to win this race