Vantage Point

It feels like God who watches from the clouds,

To look at distant mountains and tall towers,

The blue and violet of the spectrum scattered; 

Which stand so blue in the summer drizzle.

We have fitted together two broken halves,

Watching the sunrises and sunsets together,

With limbs, run and coil against each other

Strengths and foibles of two separate lives.

We have picked up a few purple clovers,

To divine what the future has in store for us,

Colours that run amok in twilight dreams,

Of a full spectrum scattered in an afterglow.

When a pale sun sets along its blue horizon,

May it have love that’s like halves fitted again.

Perfect Match

How long have we belonged to only to each other?
That day since we took a quiet walk of togetherness,
Though it is as though we have always belonged
To each other across the ages in a sacred sense.

Coffee kisses, pasta lunches, candlelit dinners,
Shared moments of togetherness well-cherished
The perfect wine that we tasted last and so deep,
Not first love nor the first riot of purple passions.

There might have been others before you and me
Countless love-stories that taught us heartbreaks;
The many roles that you and I played across lives,
The sense of having known each other all along.

But I do remember us walking around the holy fire
Quietly chanting mantras of eternal togetherness.

@perfectmatch

Musically Yours: Le Paponist

It has happened to me more than once that a song gets really stuck in my head that I hum it constantly (which is called an earworm ) much to my own annoyance. Then after listening to it a countless number of times doing various chores- household, academic and blogger- I get struck by the fact that I can really identify the singer's voice. So, I discover to my surprise that just like my accidentally discovered later turned favourite songs by Atif Aslam, Mohit Chauhan, AR Rehman, Arijit Singh and KK, my current playlist has many songs by the Assamese singer Papon. 

Papon is the nickname of Angarag Mahanta, the lead singer and founder of the folk-fusion band called Papon and The East India Company. He  is famous for the unique fusion of Assamese songs and new generation electronica. Be it the playfulness of "Kyon" (Barfi), the absolute magic of "Kaun Mera" (Special 26), the pathos of "Jiyein Kyun' (Dum Maro Dum), the yearning of "Humnava" (Hamari Adhuri Kahani) or the desire of "Moh Moh Ke Dhaage" (‘Dum Laga Ke Haisha), his soulful rendering makes listening to them an uplifting experience. 

My favourite is his Coke Studio version of Kaun Mera and I find myself on cloud nine when listening to it just like he sings in : 

Ho Gaya Hoon Tera Jabse, Mein Hawa Mein Hoon, Tera Asar Hain
( Since I became yours, I am in the air; it's your effect)

So this year, just by the number of times, I have listened to this song, I need to be called a Paponist! 

Artistry

Life, she draws with a deft and careful hand;

In slow measures, planning out minute details,

The tiniest bit in its place, never a line random,

A devotion that brought to fruition a first love.  

She chooses her words with much precision,

She measures out words, deeds and memories,

In her hands, the wheat and the chaff separate,

In her mouth, the words come out in harmony.

From the dark kajal that she draws on her eyes

From the neat drapes of her elegant clothing,

From a hand that never has to strike out words

She is a perfect artist in whatever she touches.

What makes her so is getting what she wants;

Her artistry is of keeping careful what she gets.