Monday, February 23, 2009

DROPS OF JUPITER.....DID SHE CATCH SOME ?


Now that shes back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair,
She acts like summer and walks like rain.
Reminds me that there is time to change,
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June.

Tell me did you sail across the sun?
Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated?

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star?
One without a permanent scar?
And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there?

Now that shes back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation,
She checks out Mozart while she does Tae-Bo
Reminds me that theres time to grow.

Now that shes back in the atmosphere
I am afraid that she might think of me as plain old Jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet?
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day?
And head back to the milky way?
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind ?
Was it everything you wanted to find?
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there ?

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken ?
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you are wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone
conversation ?
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet?
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the milky way?





I am missing a lot, I am missing a glowing heart. A glowing heart feels so warm, so right :). The world has both love and hate present in abundance. AR Rahman chose love. That is why he won a double gold. The man is a genius. He has sailed across the sun and skimmed the milky way, bringing the dreams of a hundred billion people to life. Congratulations sir....I have very few words left to say......Congratulations to Gulzar and Resul as well...you guys have made us proud to be a viewing and listening audience :) of Hindi music.

Will be back with our recently concluded cyclothon.....it rocked !!!

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

CARE AND ........................ JUST FEEL WHAT IT FEELS LIKE :)


The essence of caring for someone stems from practice and small incidents. It is only when something happens to someone, do we realize that we care about them....we realize that our heart strings hurt when tugged in an unfamiliar direction. I feel that caring about someone is akin to a puppet show..... Every part of you is like a puppet and some damn puppet master seems to be controlling your arm flaps,your knee jerks and your pelvic thrusts....

Why do we care ??? Why cannot everyone be selfish and care about his or her own well being?? It is because we have the ability to love, the ability to share and the excuse.... "I just want to see him/her happy" :) What happiness do we get out of seeing other people's joy ?? Its that familiar swelling in the heart. The emotion that chokes your throat... It cannot be explained.

The actual dichotomy of caring about someone is very confusing. On one hand if the person cares for you too, it is the best thing in the world, it is a dreamland, a euphoric vista. On the other hand if the caring is one sided...then obviously there is considerable pain involved......

Hey....that's right...you...I am talking to the one I care about...Do I have your attention ?? Good :)... You know your every breath is like the air I breath in :) Your every tear is like a stake going through my heart. When you are happy, there is nothing in the world that can shove me down... I am full of life when you are at peace. Your laughter is my medicine. Your presence is my driving force. Your pain is hell for me, through and through... Do I have to explain how my heart beats for your eyes, how I crave to see you smile...ohhhh that smile :) Do I have to cut open my chest to show you that you are the perfect woman....You are perfect.... You are the acme... You are my Miranda....

Have you, my reader...cared for someone ?? You will understand how I feel then :)

Monday, February 9, 2009

ZEPHYR MADNESS :)


The price one has to pay for being funny is quite high. It is a lose more, win less situation. When you try to be comical, the first thing you have to bear in mind is that in order to draw maximum laughs, you need to at least crack a single joke on one of our own silly goof ups before beginning. For eg. before trying to draw laughs from my Zephyr team mates, I make it a point to start off with the very popular incident which involved my hand almost being taken off by the talons of a female student whose exploits draw maniacal laughter from my colleagues.

Only then do I proceed to imitate our sponsorship head Mr Nitesh Jha, who sings "Gulabi Aankhen" when he is all alone in the Zephyr cell, hums "Gulabi Aankhen" with his mouth full of paan masala, spits the paan masala out of the window when a sponsor's phone call suddenly drops in and calls everyone "buddy" before shaking them firmly by the hand :) . All jokes apart, he is a great guy to have in a team. There is an air of calmness when he is around and an aura of reassurdness in the way he handles things.

Then there is our very own Mama aka Abhishek Patil who laughs in mute mode, jerking his fingers violently and throws up one brilliant idea after another. He is the heart and soul os our local sponsorship and idea chucking division.

I then proceed to copy our cultural secretary Kameshwar K Kaza whose eternal line "JOSHI, we could have drawn fucking five grand out of that dealer" always continues to enthrall us.

It is a lively house, our Zephyr cell is......

Let us hope the fest kicks off well

CIAO

and oh yeah, I forgot, Amma...you are the sweetest and the best, Kamesh...Dude you rock, you will go places, Saurabh...you are the man,Teja...our very own techno cum painting guru,Shomik...our professional photographer, Pathak...our desi Jim Carrey, Shruti...the boy among girls and the most energetic one in the cell, Sandesh...our Mr Cucumber and me...the odd one out :) Cheers to us :) My apologies to the ones I forgot to mention :) Next time then....

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

:)

Hi all :) Good to be back :) "The seamless sky which held a rosy hue for the past so many days, has now garnered clouds beyond comprehension"....dwell on this worthless line :) CIAO

Thursday, January 15, 2009

CONFLICT........THE DARK AND THE UNREASONABLE.....

"You wanted me, here I am"

"And you did not disappoint me .You and me are two of a kind... The outer world has rules and schemes. For them , you and me... we are outcasts. They might need us now, but when they are done..they will cast us out like lepers. All of society's rules,regulations and questions, they are a bad joke...they leave a bad taste in the mouth.Why worry about them??"


"Why do you want to kill me ?? Why has it come to this ?? Why do you want to leave me ??"

"Kill you ?? Leave you ??? Ha ha ha ha :) What would I do without you?? Go back to life the way it was ?? NO....you are a part of me.... YOU COMPLETE ME !!"

"You are not what I made you out to be...you are someone who toys with unplayable things and kills the soul for fun..."

"Do not try to talk like one of them...You are not.....Even if you try to be one... You are truly incorruptible aren't you ??? You believe in true emotions.... This is what happens when an indestructible force meets an immovable object."

"My heart just showed you that it is full of emotions ready to believe in what is good and true and I will not yield, I will not give up....."

"Not when it has been battered and destroyed beyond repair...You did not surely think that I would risk my heart in an emotional tryst with you ?? No, I had my ace up my sleeve. I took your heart and brought it down a level...you see sadness is like gravity...one push and you go over the edge :). I think that you and I are destined to do this forever :)"

"It cannot be like this....

It will not be like this.... I did my own heart in... I killed my own soul.... sometimes the truth is not enough.... sometimes you have to be the person you do not deserve but you rather need.... sometimes you have to repay people's trust... sometimes you need to reward their faith... I am not a hero or a lover...

I am a guardian, a silent angel... you will condemn me, you will set the dogs on me... but I will always be there... I am the person you do not deserve but you need...a knight...shining...I am your eternal dark love....."

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

EXILE NOTICE :)...........


For all my readers ( I know that there are few of them :) ) a one month break is in order because my exams are on in full swing and my mom has told the internet connection wallas :) to resume the connection only after a month....so an exile of a month is in order...I will miss blogging in a way and I will definitely miss google talk :) Stay well and safe everybody. Take good care of yourselves.....and be good :) I ll try to find a PC and a net connection somewhere in case "not blogging" tears my nerves :) but I cannot promise :)

I spent last night observing a wall lizard...it was ever so patient and occupied the same spot on my wall for about an hour....I fell asleep looking at it and when I opened my eyes at 3 am to resume studies, it was still there...infinite patience...I wish we had it :) How simple would some things have been.... CIAO all .... wish me luck :)

Monday, December 8, 2008

FLYING EAST

The lark is finding it very cold...It has decided to spread its wings and fly east for the winter...its warmer, maybe the ice in the heart will melt..............

Sunday, December 7, 2008

GET READY....HE IS BACK....AGAIN....


The wind was whistling through the tunnel....... The quietness of the night was punctuated by a pair of steady footfalls. As two people emerged from the tunnel, the train passed right over their heads and the little bridge shook with rigid force from the tremors.

The two people stopped at the edge of a thick bunch of fir trees. "Lumos !!", one of them whispered. The wand tip burst into light and casted it's radiance into a pair of startling green eyes, pale face and a scarred forehead wielding an untidy clump of jet black hair. "Come on Ginny, light your wand too, it is quite dark you know...". "Lumos", whispered another voice and the wand light illuminated a lovely face with fiery red hair and a determined pair of eyes.

"Will you at least tell me what's going on?? I demand to know it Harry... The kids will wander where we have vanished when they wake up in the morning", asked Ginny. "You need not worry about that Ginny. I have asked Ms Figg to take care of them. She will tell them that we have suddenly gone off on a holiday to Majorica as Uncle Vernon used to say", grinned Harry. "What that batty squib?? ", squealed Ginny. "Hush...She saved my skin at a Ministry hearing once, remember??", said Harry. He took Ginny firmly by the hand and led her deeper into the forest. "Now this is where we apparate", said Harry, "Hold on tight". "Will you at least tell me what are we up to ?", asked Ginny.

Harry looked at her for a second and then sighed ,"Now Ginny, something terrible has happened. Professor Mcgonagall has been held hostage. The kidnapper demands me as the ransom. The Order Of The Phoenix have assembled at Ron's place....the rest will be told to you when we reach there...".."Why you???", demanded Ginny. "Well, my scar has been prickling again..", confessed Harry. "But how can that be?? You Know Who is dead right??", asked Ginny. "That is true Ginny, but apparently the latest news is that...", Harry paused and then continued "Voldemort fathered a child...". Ginny reeled as if Harry had stunned her. Harry held her tightly and whispered into her ear"Apparently Bellatrix Lestrange was the mother...and she gave birth to the child before she died..........."



For more...wait and watch this label and space...

A FROZEN BODY RECOUNTS.........

The mystery still continues to haunt me. Why is exasperation the outlet for suppression ?? The soul is very often padlocked, quartered and lynched. To seek the confines of loneliness is pretty normal in these circumstances.... Why do we throw away the key after chaining our wandering heart securely?


The problem lies in the snow storm which is blowing from the east...It has frozen my boots and I am not able to take a single step forward...The funny point is that the warmth my heart used to emanate earlier has been diffused...so the ice can no longer be melted...Maybe I am frozen for good now...like some prehistoric reptile....my blood has turned to water and I am waiting once again for someone to come along, melt the ice...excavate and rescue my failing frozen limbs and heart......


The heart seeks warmth like glowworms....and it shines bright when it i s happy.... But when you capture it in a bottle and stow it away....both the heart and the glowworm expire after sometime..... I seek redemption....not for my sins....but for all my good times....it is not your sins that haunt you.....it is the best times you have enjoyed in your life that come back to you like old forgotten ghosts....


Maybe I will wait again...lonely by the lakeside...my chin on my knees and my hands clasped around my legs in the dwindling sunlight and wait for the moon to disappear and the sun to bake my cold face with it's warmth...it's warmth that I need, with every passing day....I am being frozen into oblivion.....

Saturday, December 6, 2008

SMASHED....QUITE LITERALLY :)


If you poke your nose into business that does not concern you....very often...it gets smashed..That is exactly what I learnt today morning at 5 am....What could I have done??? He was my friend...and he needed my help... I needed to have his back covered...When it comes to friends, I do not compromise....

Ugly cuss words , parents, girlfriends...every person close to your heart....was ripped apart by vile tongues.... Mind you .... I seldom fight...but when it gets personal....I do not fuckin care even if he were to be the American president...

Fists flew....My nose got smashed....it bled and it bled heavily....Blood and it's loss always makes me dizzy.... When I came back home ..I had lined the entire road with blood spatters...But the guy who punched my nose :) I am very pleased to say, had his "Versace" shirt torn and stuffed up his a**...and maybe he could consider getting his left thigh replaced :) CIAO all....am in some pain :)