The first time we met,
Didn’t seem that way!
A lifetime before,
Surely…!
But how does
The time elapsed
seem so little?
How we seemed
to just pick up
from where we
left off-
When Fate perhaps
dealt a heavy hand-
That we found difficult
to play!
And so, the Carousel
stops here, this lifetime-
And we meet – again.
Funny, isn’t it?
How life always
comes round-
A full circle!
7 October, ‘07
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Sort of connected mildly to the earlier post 🙂 Something that came as a sort of sequel, if you wish 🙂
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May 10, 2009 at 6:47 pm
“And so, the Carouselstops here, this lifetime-And we meet – again.”read both, the first one, was exciting and breathtaking, all about new love…and this one, so beautiful, slightly sad, touching, someway in which only you can write maam..
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May 10, 2009 at 10:19 pm
You dont leave scope for words. Do you?The carousel spins, and within the blink you cover the tapestry of images in a word-revolution!Amazing! Hope you take me into the tutioning classes of imagery 🙂
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May 11, 2009 at 2:56 am
Aayushi, thank you for the sweetest of words… 🙂 Prabhu 🙂 Oh I really dont know about the words.. 🙂 🙂 Just happens 🙂 Thanks for the good words 🙂
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May 11, 2009 at 3:42 am
Ah full circle indeed 🙂
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May 11, 2009 at 4:48 am
Life always comes round, a full circle. Hmmm…Loved this very much Usha!
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May 11, 2009 at 8:47 am
Meena, thank you :)Shail, thank you too 🙂
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May 11, 2009 at 9:35 am
ohh my!! I don remember readin diz 🙂 Loved diz!!! A full circle..!!!
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May 11, 2009 at 9:40 am
Sashu 🙂 You don’t? I wonder then… maybe it was posted on AP when u were off to B’lre for that project thing.. 🙂 Thanks for the sweet words!
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May 11, 2009 at 4:19 pm
muahh! :)) thank you for this :))And UShus I am realising now what all the words mean :DUshus …Prabhu has said it …you really dont leave scope for words do you?:))I mean only you could write it just so…and then even though its all there..yet its open to so many interpretations….one could take it where one wanted to:))and just like Prabhu these are the ones that say so much…the ones that say the most perhaps?:))And so, the Carouselstops here, this lifetime-And we meet – again.muah:))(((hugs))))
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May 11, 2009 at 5:14 pm
Indyeah, am glad the Carousel stopped while it did 🙂 And however virtually, am glad we met 🙂 🙂 Thank you Meg… 🙂
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May 12, 2009 at 3:21 am
“Funny, isn’t it?How life alwayscomes round-A full circle!”Ushus, Some of your lines speak volumes about our life. This is one of those which I can also understand well. You know I am poetically challenged most of the time 😀 😀
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May 12, 2009 at 4:06 am
Solilo 🙂 Thanks :D! No, you aren’t poetically challenged at all 🙂 It’s all in the heart, actually 🙂
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May 12, 2009 at 10:50 am
Wonderful use of words… the poet is back !!! it seems… and dont you worry coz I am not stopping stalking you at all !!!! 😀 I can be busy not to post… but cant stay completely away !
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May 12, 2009 at 7:43 pm
Don’t they say? Life comes a circle. 🙂 :)Beautiful!Peace.
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May 13, 2009 at 2:31 am
Karthik, yes, they do say that :)Thanks for the brightness of your words!
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May 13, 2009 at 10:04 am
You always excel in the artof writing about matters of the heartwhile some pierces like a dartthe rest soothes like symphony of Mozart.
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May 13, 2009 at 10:06 am
You do surely excel in the artof writing about matters of the heeartwhile some of them pierce like a dartthe rest soothes like music from Mozart.
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May 13, 2009 at 11:22 pm
Hi Usha,Nice words there.But if you end up where you started should it always be a circle? Why can’t life come a square or a triangle, eh?Cheers,Salil
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May 14, 2009 at 5:18 am
circles happen whenever we are tied to a central point…like pelted stones to sky we try to get ourselves free..but love pulls us back..and just keep on continuing our journey in endless circles..like lives of satellites..connected well.very very well written..
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May 15, 2009 at 6:14 am
Usha…..wish you were here to see the expression on my face..beautifully worded.Sometimes u r at a total loss of words…and this is one such moment…touches achord somewhere deep within..what can I say, except salute u lady for this lil masterpiece…..Yes,life is a full circle.
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May 19, 2009 at 8:17 pm
PRG, thank you for that wonderful response in verse! Hats off to you for the way you do it so easily :)Salil, I am not too good with geometry, and well, most often therefore go around in circles. Maybe that would explain this circle too 🙂 Thanks for being here, with each new post :)MIP, what a connection you make, and what an image you draw with words there. Something you really excel at! Thank you for the resonance also!Poonam, now you make me blush with all those superlative words :)Awww! Thank you so very very much!
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