Saturday, July 28, 2012

I already am


Who are you to tell me
who and how to be?
I already am.

Who are you to abuse
passwords and accounts
to portray
who and how I ought to be?
I already am.

Who are you to judge
my wishes and dreams?
They already are

and I already am.

I'm not your girl friend,
nor your ex
I don't know you or her or her or him
So who said you had permission
to creep and listen
and make up things to tell all your friends?

I'm not your shitty battleground
I am
I already am
much bigger than the thieves could ever be.

Who said I was dead
and to be treated like a seat?
Before you lower your significant weight on me,
you better realize there's room for only one human here
and
I already am.

There's an invisible line
that divides the dead from the living
the dead are dreaming, pretending, chasing in an effort to seem alive
the alive are living, being, struggling, out here - in the real world.

Don't tell me to truly live
I already am.
Are you?

Gitanjali G Sehgal - all rights reserved



Gitanjali G Sehgal - all rights reserved
Gitanjali G Sehgal - all rights reservedGitanjali G Sehgal - All rights reserved


Gitanjali G Sehgal - All rights reserved
Gitanjali G Sehgal - All rights reserved
Gitanjali G Sehgal - All rights reserved





Written by: Ms. Gitanjali GulveSehgal AKA Ms. Gitanjali Gulve Sehgal AKA Ms. Gigi Sehgal Copyright © 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023 Gigi Sehgal a.k.a G G Sehgal a.k.a Gitanjali Gulve Sehgal All rights reserved.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Canvas of life


The sky and its various moods always inspire me. I look up and I am reminded that my life is my canvas. I get to be the artist and paint whatever I wish to. The good news is, each life is its own canvas. The picture is made up of your truth, actions, experiences, family, friends and whatever else is going on in your life at the moment.

In this moment there may be pain or euphoria. But eventually, when you look at it through the lens of time and perspective it will all come to seem only beautiful. Somehow the reds that pain painted near the momentarily serene blues and the occasional victorious gold will blend into something far more interesting than you'd have ever intended. Only death can snatch your brush away.

I wrote this without any intended euphemisms.

 Gigi = Gitanjali G = GG

Written by: Ms. Gitanjali GulveSehgal AKA Ms. Gitanjali Gulve Sehgal AKA Ms. Gigi Sehgal Copyright © 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023 Gigi Sehgal a.k.a G G Sehgal a.k.a Gitanjali Gulve Sehgal All rights reserved.