(I am not a science student.. I never studied what Einstein propounded, but i have always dated guys who were hard core engineers or science FREAKS!.. So just felt like naming this poem Theory of Relativity.. no offence to Einstein... I Love his hair!)


Cobainess’ Theory of Relativity

Perfect for you,
May not be perfect for me.
Perfection is relative you see.

It’s like beauty.
We all are most definitely beautiful,
But your beauty may appeal to one
And mine to another.

It’s like freedom.
It’s a mind game.
You may feel constricted while flying in the skies.
I may feel free in a dark prison cell.

It’s like paradise.
You may feel like you’re in hell albeit being surrounded by angels,
being surrounded by the divine strength,
I may feel paradise in a crowd that is cursing and abusing,
the earth that I walk on may be paradise for me.

It’s like happiness,
Or sadness,
You may be unhappy with all the money in the world,
with the biggest mansion to live in,
with a gamut cars and everything marked as a “brand”.
I may be absolutely happy, with a hole in my pocket,
Walking on the beach just with someone to hold my hand.

So perfection too is absolutely relative...
Perfect for you,
May not be perfect for me.
Perfection is relative you see.

Copyright © Ambalika Banerjee, 2006

Memories…

Memories fade, no matter how good.
No matter horrific.
No matter how romantic.

Time takes it toll on memories too,
Making memories guests,
To be here for a moment or two.

So many things which made me cry,
No longer do.
Now I struggle to remember, why, they made me cry.

So many things which made me smile,
No longer do,
Now it takes a while to remember, why, they made me smile.

Memories fade, no matter how bad.
Memories of death.
Memories of birth.

Futile may I say it would be,
To hold onto them unnecessarily.
Why hold onto something which can never be mine.
For it will evaporate too,
As a glass full of wine.

I must learn to let go..
Let go of these memories,
Which are here but for a moment or two.

I thought perhaps whoever goes away from me,
The memories would be mine forever.
This isn’t the case however,
As memories fade away and too betray …

Copyright © Ambalika Banerjee, 2006

Just thoughts…

What is it that I see in you?
You are but, quite ordinary.
Tall, dark and handsome – no not really.

Perhaps I’m just in love with the thought of you.
In love? Yes, in love with the thought of you.
I knew you for not very long, but I knew you well.
I knew what you were thinking
And what your mind was about to tell.

Or perhaps it was my strong intuition,
Which works on everyone, so maybe I didn’t know you that well.
Fine.
Thinking for a year I’ve just wasted my time.
Fine!

But you see, I still have a problem,
I’m still in love with the thought of you,
Which I’m unable to handle.
It has murdered the better half of me,
I’m surprised you failed to see.

Or perhaps I shouldn’t be surprised,
For I told you once “you’re so compassionate”,
maybe I was wrong.
And when you said “No I’m not”,
maybe you were right.

I’m so unsure of myself and everything that surrounds me,
Trust me I really want to let go and be free…
To be free from the thought of being in love with you.
I have to be free,
Before this thought murders the other half of me too.

Copyright © Ambalika Banerjee, 2006

"Gaea" - Mother Earth depicting all the races in the World..

(Concept of Woman on a sphere adopted from a digital picture seen on the Internet..some site don't remember)

Something I sketched, while waiting in college..

Requiem for Friendship

I’m not a machine, I can’t be switched off,
I’m patience personified, I can’t give up on you.
It hurt me, without a doubt, when you took off,
To fill your own void, you created mine.

I listened to your tale of romance and hate,
I gave you advice based on faith,
And you betrayed my trust, yet I don’t hate you,
For I know one reaps what one sows.

Now, I must confront you and tell you that I was hurt.
Hurt, not because of anything else, but only because I trusted you.
But now I know you have a history of betraying and being unfaithful,
Don’t you see its wrong, you have lost good friends all along.

I must be the one to point it out to you, for I no longer judge you.
To me, you have become insignificant and I do not begrudge you.
You are carrying a deep karma, which you must eradicate,
For it surely will change your fate.

The past year, I gathered the wisdom,
of how to help you help yourself.
I know stooping down to your level is not the solution.
At the end of the day, it is you who must undergo the human revolution.

As for him I know, he’s a gem, but all said and done, he did lose a friend.
I hope he comes to know and acknowledges your superficial flow,
And I hope that he is protected by the light,
That light which shines so bright, with all the universe’s might.

I know you will learn a lesson, from such deep treason.
But I hope you won’t learn the hard way,
For my conviction is too strong and I will pray,

that in every endeavour of yours you shine so bright, with all the universe’s might.

Copyright © Ambalika Banerjee, 2006