mindgames

Confused,tangled,is what my state of mind is..
I m not able to relate to myself..not able to converse with my own self
With my thoughts….
M demanding too much
Nothing is clear…there’s clutter,blurr,opaqueness
M feeling tired,worn-out,weary
Feeling that enthusiasm bleaking
M trying to solve the jig saw
Just want to hear my voice again
To feel that serenity in me…
To feel that stability in me…

zidd hai aashiyan banane ki....

O sent me these beautiful lines....the source is unknown....

baadlon ke darmiyaan kuch aisi saazish hui,
mera ghar mitti ka tha mere hi ghar baarish hui,
usko bhi zid hai bijliyaan girane ki,
hame bhi zid hai wahi aashiyaan banane ki....

image by olvwu on flickr

roads...

we may be walking on the same road

I'll care for you in my own way

you'll never know

and perhaps I'll never show.

photo courtesy: flickr

m feelin nerdy...

well m feelin all white n nerdy....have been down with viral since 4 days....but dats nothing new..m used to it since this happens to me with every change of season.... but m hating it dis time...its my friends engagement party on the 14th with her dream guy n I want to be there..to be with all of them.. I know I have to go even if m on the verge of fainting or she'll kick the shit out of me....but I don't want to be looking like a zombie there....my nose is running faster than the corporation's tap water, my nose is cherry red, m on the verge of opening the second box of tissues,my eyes have sunken in, havn't bathed since 3 dayz n desperately hoping for my body temperature to normalise....heavens i need to drive out of town for the party...

leave aside looking my best n dancing till each muscle is paining, I just hope I can make it n manage to get rid of this schizophrenic look that m carrying....ahh I wanna be there......

in honour of mosquitoes

Mosquitoes are oblivious of family planning

they flourish in billions

inspite of All Out & Kachuachap

they invade my territory,My Room

In attempts to crush them

I end up slapping myself

The walls of my room

display some of my victories on them

They nurture themselves on my blood

leaving love bites all over my face

Forcibly listening to their irritating buzz at night

I miserably fail at my mission

to get a Good Night sleep.... :(


P.S - This is being created in a state of zombiness coz of being deprived of some good sound sleep.

packaging

chahe woh ek dry fruit ka dibba ho ya phir insan,



packaging matters!

..light

Pondering over thoughts
And yet being thoughtless

Living & outliving lies
And contemplating truth

Shaking suppressions
And questioning the alter ego

Overcoming guilts
And discovering self

Living many lives in one
And labouring dreams

The movement

from darkness to light

and light to darkness

define life.

11.45 a.m, traffic signal

P is travelling in an auto, requesting the autowallah to speed up to reach in time for a meeting. the auto stops at a traffic signal. a white merc screechingly halts on the left just a little ahead of the auto. the proximity between the two vehicles was close enough to let P read the time on the music player in the car. 11.45 a.m. the occupants are a young boy and a girl..both around 19 yrs of age. P's eyes are at the signal waiting for it to go green. there's something unusual on her left.she turns to see that the couple in the car are tied in a lip lock...trying to ignore P turns around. the autowalla is stiil staring at the couple. the driver of a bus and its passengers standing on the other side of the car are enjoying the scene and passing lewd comments. the couple stops, takes a breather, looks around to see the number of people mocking at them and continue to let go of themselves and into each other's arms.... by this time the auto wallah has already stepped out. the traffic signal is flashing green. P asks him to get in and move but he isn't bothered... the bus driver and his associates also get down & have surrounded the car to get a clear view of the action happening inside the car...P too can clearly see it...the intimacy of the couple has reached beyond the PDA...P shouts at the auto wallah but her voice doesn't reach him coz of the chaos and honking of the traffic behind...P starts to get out of the auto and bang on the car but stops considering the lewd comments being passed and some could be targeted at her...
it must be around 30 seconds since the signal turned green but everyone has lost the hurry to move ahead.... enjoying the show put up by two youngsters who have lost themselves to their uncontrolable sexual urges.
then suddenly a defence officer comes from behind to probably sought out the chaos but his eyes are left wide open as he peeps in the car....regaining his composure he bangs on the door.the guy turns around and is frightened out of his wits. he frantically pulls the gear and speeds off...
and so do others....

colours

within the grey vista of life

happy yet sad

fearing behind smiles

pleasant yet scared

vindicating himself at every criticism

with the wisdom of experience

speaking through his actions

supressing the whirlpool of emotions

hoping for a miracle

to swap his vicissitude

with a plethora of colours.

lohri

Sunder mundriye ho!

Tera kaun vicaharaa ho!

Dullah bhatti walla ho!

Dullhe di dhee vyayae ho!

Ser shakkar payee ho!

Kudi da laal pathaka ho!

Kudi da saalu paatta ho!

Salu kaun samete!

Chache choori kutti!

zamidara lutti!

Zamindaar sudhaye!

bade bhole aaye!

Ek bhola reh gaya!

Sipahee pakad ke lai gaya!

Sipahee ne mari eet!

Sanoo de de lohri te teri jeeve jodi!

Paheenve ro te phannve pit!

HAPPY LOHRI!!