Buddies from school

Once upon a time,

when we went to school.

Riding our bicycles,

we used to come.

At first we didn't know each other,

The pledge said - "My sisters and brothers.."

So, I considered them mine,

They say- 'School is a shrine.'

We played, studied and fought together,

And all the teachers we loved.

They gave us so much homework,

and bash our ass next day.

In the lunch time we sat,

Snapping each other's food.

All the delicacies from the canteen,

Collecting money, we got one plate.

The sour taste of chowmein,

and oil filled Bhatura.

and 1Re Samosa,

We loved having them.

Running through the corridors,

and getting scolded then.

Getting punished in the assembly,

for wearing the wrong shoes.

We did all the things together,

Grewing up we learnt.

Now the tenderness has gone,

Each living life of his own.

Now its been many years,

and I miss all the time.

I miss you guys, my friends,

EVen though we're not close.

Smoking Ugly

I started walking tonight,

With a kretek in my hand.

I smelled it and lit the match,

and put it on my lips.

The flame kept fighting with me,

I burnt the kretek's tip.

And as I dragged it, my heart feared.

the sweet taste on my lips smeared.

The smoke went inside,

through larynx, into my lungs.

It tasted so good,

my head swerved, my heart jumped.

I dragged another puff,

I started laughing to myself.

Someone come and rescue me,

Wait! I don't need no help.

I looked at the red tip,

seeing it burn into ashes, I felt.

Is it the cigarette,

or my life burning to hell?

I closed my starry eyes,

and went into flashback.

Am I not the person who I was?

or was I not the person who I am?

The early days were better,

but until when?

It's time to move ahead,

my life has just begun.

I threw the kretek right then,

my thoughts saved me today.

Lying on the ground it burnt,

angry and in dismay.

Life and Inspiration

So...nothing is static, nothing is perfect, permanent or final.

As the night passes by, do we lose time? or do we gain it?

Do we even realise that in a day we come back to the same position, we started our day from. One by one, bars in life cross and make it either stiff or subtle.

The moon looks so lovely on a full moon night. Nothing incomplete is beautiful or majestic. However, everything cannot be complete. Life will become too dull if things are stark. Where will the inspiration come from?

It'll come from within.

Little changes in life can completely bring joy and make you feel exulted. The subtle changes are not hard to indicate. Life isn't tough, unless we make it. It's crazy how we abandon & ignore the most important things in life, just like a male seahorse. The female lays egg in the male's pouch, keeping trust in him. Though, he abandons the part that should be the most important in his life, his children, just as they hatch.

Life gives us unpredicted results, some in our favor and some against.

The sun doesn't rise or fall. It is stagnant. Yet, we think that it is in motion.

No matter how big the sand house is that one builds, if it isn't made away from the shore, the waves will take them along with them. If it's made away from the shore, the sun will stiffen it and muddle it down.

Life is moving, so are we. The sun is inspiring and deceiving.

You don't wake up from sleep and become rich one day. Sun changes its color but never its course. The difficulties in our life are just the different colors. If we make our mind stiff and determination strong, no matte how many different colors we see in life, we will achieve success & satiate our desires. Even a dog doesn't pee until it finds a perfect spot, let alone the life. Life will strike an opportunity at the right time, if you don't grab it, it's gone. Life rotates, completes its circle and rotates again.

Why don't we fall, when the earth is rotating? You're correct, gravity.

As the sun comes up, the sea gets hazier no matter what season it is. When life tumbles, a similar gravitational force holds us and keeps us from falling down. Our part is only to keep holding on.

What the F*ck !!

Tell me something good,
Tell me something new
I want to kill this time,
and bust asses few.

What the fuck is happening around?
Do they have any idea?
Fuck them! They don't care,
You don't have to hide, Yeah!

This feels heaven,
This feels hell.
I am, may be in.
I am, may be unwell.

The darkness followed
the emptiness, frozen.
Skewed, skimmed and smothered
it has hit even the zen.

The truths are
all defied, mystified.
Floating on a hazy night,
unidentified.

The rhymes are a few,
but they are all new.
The tricks are too clear,
Yes! hear hear.

Its just a gimcrack,
To possess them all.
Life is a crazy, insane bitch.
It leaves you appalled.

The lies are true,
and the truths blue.
The laughs are bare,
here and there.

It reeks the heart,
burns the soul.
The same old shit,
That grumps all.

The light at the end,
is merely seen.
The thunder struck,
it seamed, it seems.

A Loner's Thoughts

19/2/2010 Worli, Mumbai - 17:24 hours

The best thing about being a loner is that you have a world of opportunities surrounding you, freeing you of all obligations and bindings.

You are like a free bird, free it seems, that has the whole world under her feet.

Life seems crazy, when the people in your life have left you and you leave behind some of them while strolling around. There seems a strange darkness and an urge for the sun to rise.

(Though) It Won't !!

The sun won't rise until you stand up and confront time. Time is powerful and a strong headed mentor. It is, also a dehydrator. It dehydrates your life if not timed to perfection or atleast close to it. To make the sun rise up again in your closed dark world, you need to stand up and take a step.

Life is great when postured on canvas. The embossed acrylic feels great to touch but, only the artist knows the hard work he'd put in to make it feel like it.

18:01 Hours
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21/2/10 Vikhroli, Mumbai - 2:22 Hours

But of course, who cares about the hard work or the imagination or perhaps, even desires? No one! The selfish world turns up against you and makes you do things you'd never imagined yourself exercising. The myths of life are many and the truths, a few. People, who once have ascertained the truths of life, see the haze around them clearing up. Learning is not a slow process. It is eventually one of the secrets kept away from the minions. Something that plausibly makes it slow or just make it seem slow.

The key is that "there is no key."

(It does remind me of Kung-Fu Panda right now but that's not the shoe that fits the feet.)

You are free, limitless and unbound. Circumscribing oneself is merely closing room for anonymity and surprises because the limits are so tiny from what they can actually be.


2:44 Hours
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How Much I Love

I wish I could just melt your heart,
and make you love me.

Dreaming about you in the lonely night,
makes me so happy.

Holding your hand for the first time,
Oh! that anxious moment.

It tickled me all over,
just the brush of your hair.

The waiting for you to come down,
when time ticked off quickly.

Loving you is I can't stop,
Yes, am mad about you.

The way you walk,
and sit and talk.

My breath's held,
for the deepest sigh.

The transition,
happened so quickly.

From just another girl I met,
to the one for me.

I wish we were in school together,
I would have glanced at you from the corner seat.

Would have given you candies all day,
chewing them you'd have stained your shirt.

Sitting beside you,
and caressing your hair.

Then you'd have known,
how much I love.

It's just for you,
It's only love.

Another day on train...

When i entered the train, i was blotted in sweat.The first lesson i learnt, on my first journey on the first night right after my last graduation exam, was -

"Be responsible"

I had almost missed my train, thanks to the traffic and i didnt miss my train at all, thanks to poor Indian railway system. We all know how punctual our trains are and how they never get late. However, it was their same habit that saved my ass tonight. As I entered the coach all eyes were glued on me. I looked up in the mirror that had a hazy reflection and one could barely recognise himself in that, I found out that not only i was perspiring as if i was stranded in a desert but my clothes were wet as if I had just taken a bath. I took possession over myself and looked at my berth- S2/19 , thanks to a friend who got my 165 waiting confirmed, courtesy his dad. A guy barely 26 was already sleeping there. I took a deep breath and cerebrated that i will have to do this as well, get him out of my bed for the night. I patted his shoulder to wake him up.

"Is someone there?" Shashank asked me from outside the train.

I nodded in affirmation and looked at the guy again. He acted as if someone had waken him up from a solid sleep, I said to myself,

'Yeah, this is the initiating point of the train, it just got here 30 minutes ago and you are already in such a sedative sleep.'

"This is my berth." I said to him.

He behaved as if I was being humorous. I repeated my words again.

"Can I share the berth with you?" he asked me with eyes full of hope.

"Sorry?" I felt like I have been travelling without a ticket.

"Can I sit while you sleep?" he questioned me again.

"I have quite a luggage with me dude, Sorry but I don't think I can help you." I replied with a straight face.

He left my berth with despair. Looking him in despair I wondered why God put us in situations where he have to deject people sometimes. May be he tests our will from time to time. I certainly didn't win a point there but it wasn't my fault as well. I had so much luggage with me that I had to some bags on my berth. Seeing his dejection I only hoped he gets a seat to survive the night.

The second lesson I learnt on the same trip was-

"Learn to compromise"

The lights were out by half past twelve, normally my time to start watching a movie but i was tired like a cow who had worked all day in the sun. After all that running my dad,shashank and I did with seven bags in our hand, it did feel as if we were running a weight marathon. I was for sure tired as hell. As I closed my eyes, I wished that a masseur comes and gives me a soothing massage that would make me as fresh as spring water. Suddenly I started brushing my feet on the steel net next to my berth. I felt the acupressure working. The pain started to sublime off my body. I continued the process for next 5 minutes, I felt relaxed.

So these were the two lessons that I learnt on my first journey after Engineering. The learning doesn't stop throughout our life. There are events in our life that makes us complete and that makes us truly. This was one of those incidents that are really special and make my life meaningful.

That they call love

It's a bizarre fact that 99% of the people want to be in love though people don't let on that top secret information so easily.

How many people out of 100 want to be in love?

When I asked this simple question to a number of people including friends ..

The funniest and the most bizarre answer out of some most interesting answers I got was

A.) a 1000

I thought how can a 1000 people out of 100 be in love?

Accept or deny the fact but it's true that each and every human being wants to be loved by someone or anyone. You ego might stop you from accepting this fact that in this whole world even you want to be in love.

Love is "The Inevitable".

Love will happen sooner or later. The feeling of love is surreal, for those who have felt it already know. I wouldn't say love happens only once. Love happens everytime you are willing to fall in love. Every single time you want love, it happens. It's preposterous when a person says,

"I don't want to be in love." or "Love is bullshit." or "Love is a mirage."

I agree that love is a mirage, bullshit and I believe that you don't want to be in love. But, I can also assure you that you will embrace love if it comes your way because deep inside you want it, need it and are willing for it. Love is a sweet drug. You wouldn't know what it tastes like until you try it once and once you try it out you want more, it gets on to you.

Love has it's bearing hazards as well. You may suffer from insomnia, get very healthy telephone bills. You'll do things that you hated to the core and you may even believe in things you never did. A many more love caused problems can be stated but that might only panic struck you but it's like they say,

"No pain, no gain."

Accept love, Embrace it and agree to the fact that you want to be in love. No one's going to kill you for being in love, yes, except if he is a member of Bajrang Dal or VHP or a part of any other political show offs that hate love or infact pretend to hate love. These groups include people who have girlfriends as well and believe that they do such stuff just to gain some publicity. Though all the time, they hurt people and that's because they are minions. These people don't understand thatGod created this world to inhibit love amongst us. But let's not deviate from the topic which is asking to be in love and accept the fact that you too want love.

The drug wouldn't run out but the time might. Grab love before you are too old to cherish it. Experience love before you realise that all your life you have had all the treats in the world but have missed out on the greatest dessert.

Love is and will always be.