Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Happy New Year...

A message for You my Friend...

The Sun Set into the purple murky Sea, for the last time....
Walk to the beach to feel the Sands of time being washed away;
Taking away the Mirages & Doubts.
Tomorrow with the rays of Hope the Sun will rise from the Azure Sea;
It will be a new Dawn, A new Year, A new Beginning.
I Hope...
I Feel...
I Know......

Happy New Year

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Happiness ...

The Year is ending and I was just contemplating, was 2008 a happy year for me !? How can one say because does any one of us really know the meaning of happiness ?? .. Thus I wrote a song, it was meant to be a bit Grunge so it is not too poetic... What is happiness for you ... ?


Happiness for some is their pay check, for some it's champagne on the deck.
Happiness for some is a good movie, for others when they get groovy.
Happiness for most is when they win a race,
But for me it's the Angel's face.

I don't know if it's right or wrong,
but it gives me shivers and tongs.
They say that love is a tragedy;
I rather die than not get the remedy.

Pleasure for some is Ecstasy, for some it is wild fantasy.
Pleasure for some is a ride on the train, for others its money not brains.
Pleasure for most is their naked device
But for me it's the Angel's voice.

I don't know if it's right or wrong,
but it gives me shivers and tongs.
They say that love is a tragedy;
I rather die than not get the remedy

Saturday, December 13, 2008

A thought ...

The Universe is the Theater and the World it's Stage
My Thoughts are the actors and Life The Play

Sunday, November 16, 2008

An Ode to The friend....

It is the warmth in my heart when every thing is cold,
It is the solace I have when every thing is sold
When it was forged, when it started to bind I don’t know
But the strength it gives is worth my soul

It is the light when I loose my way
It is the valium when my nerves are fray
Trust in it is like the hope on the sun during the dark
And the promise is unsaid but always lasts

It is silent at times and never judges
Whenever needed it never dodges
It is the pillar on which I can live my life
Because it says I care and will always be there

I know what it is and I know you understand it too
It is our friendship, nothing more true

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Oh Yes !!

Well it has been some time since I last posted, another song to break the silence. The song can be typified as the "she" love songs we have in plenty.

disclaimer: The song has got nothing to do with the writer's personal life, any similarity comprehended is purely coincidental.

Oh, Yes !!

Has innocence but not simple

Is proud but not arrogant

Has confidence but not brash

She is never too rash….

Oh Yes!! She is the girl, I have been waiting for.

Oh Yes!! She is the one, I have been running for.

Oh Yes!! She is my friend and I am blessed.

Has a smile but not a laugh

Is a song but not a rhyme

Has attitude but not rude

She is never crude….


Has never broken or followed any rules

Cares like a mother and fights like a bull

Has a child within but is a woman too

There isn’t a thing she can’t do…


Has a light you can feel but never hold

Is demure but can be bold

Have eyes full of answers but questions too

She is an Angel and one day will fly through.

Friday, August 29, 2008


My first Hindi song... hope the Lyrics aren't too amateurish.
Rahi … akela na choro,
Rahi… ab na dil toro,
Raaahiii… Kahan chup gaye hoo..?
Raahi… ab haat na choro.

Akela mai jan raha tha,
Is dagar mein… haan is safar mein..
Tanha thaa… magar betaab na...
Sunsan raah thi…. magar mai pareshan na…


Tum kaun thi... mujhe pata na tha,
Pari ho … yaa dil ki kamin ho,
Humrahi Tum ho to…. koi gum na ho..
Kaash yeh safar…. Kabhi khatam na ho..


Yeh aandhi…. Yeh toofan kyoon..
Hume huye takrar kyoon…
Yaar gaye tum hume choor kyoon..
Teri raahn dekhoo main ….


Friday, August 15, 2008

Love, Forgiveness and Freedom

Free, we are free. Free from what? The country is celebrating Independence Day but I can’t.
Jammu and Kashmir is bleeding. My heart is bleeding. What am I free from, independent from?

Why is the situation in this state? Because we can’t forgive and let things go. Because whenever we give something we expect returns. The greatest emotional fulfillment takes place only when we give without expectation and when we forgive.

Giving without expectation may seem a non pragmatic notion today but it still exists. Just try it once, give something to someone without expecting anything; it need not be something big or important. Say you had thought about eating a toffee and had kept it apart; just give it to someone without thinking. Without expecting anything from the benefactor; not even a thank you or a smile. And you will feel immense pleasure filling up your heart at that precise moment.

The other day I was going to the post office. It was late morning; I had taken my bath and was dressed in fresh clothes. Few street urchins were playing and running around at a juncture on the road. They were squalid and one of them looked as if he had just come out of the drain running parallel to the street. Suddenly in the midst of their commotion, the dirtiest of them bumped into me and put some filth of his clothes and body onto mine. At that instant I was livid and felt like spanking the boy. But the boys nonchalantly continued with their game and gave me an impish smile when I looked at them. I forgave them. I felt a joy in my heart. Some may say it was not a big deal but I would like to point out that today we don’t even forgive our friends for trivial mistakes.

But have we ever thought what characterizes the human race?

It is forgiveness that makes us what we are. Without forgiveness, there would be no history. Without that hope, there would be no art, for every work of art is in some way an act of forgiveness. Without that dream, there would be no love, for each act of love is in some way a promise to forgive. We live on because we can love, and we love because we can forgive. --- Shantaram

Saturday, August 9, 2008

To err is human to forgive is divine....

A post a day, keeps the frustration away....

Technology can rend, as well as sew... what it does..depends on you..

Neither Sindbad nor Starbuck ....

The sailor was on his way again
He had resolved last time, he won’t bear the pain
But he failed himself and ventured into the ocean
He had to in order to reach his destination.

He was sailing smoothly, the weather was great
But a Chimera made him fret
Then came the sudden gust of wind
And the ship lost rudder, compass and sail
And no way can now the imminent rescind.

What went wrong, he couldn’t fathom
Was it the ship he had chosen?
As it caused the Hell to be frozen
Or was it his Friend, his Mate
No, it was his Haste.

He is shipwrecked and will drown soon
He will be reborn again one afternoon
Because his journey to Itahaca is not complete
And his soul won’t rest till he finds his Zahir.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

A Frienship day Post

I jumped, I had no choice
Had to take a chance, to hear my inner voice
For an Inspiration
To quench my thirst and creative inclination

I fell endlessly with Life in abeyance
Suddenly a hand, the eyes held me in a Trance
A friend, oh Yes... The Friend.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Casino of LIFE....

I am back with my third song. And yes, away from my favorite topic LOVE, am I right ?!!

We all entered without a dime

No divine or crime

Without any sense or choice

We were pushed into the Casino of Life;

The Neon said, “Welcome to Casino of LIFE”.

There were patrons waiting with wry smiles

Most were welcomed, it was just fine

But some were left alone all the while

We accepted the rules to stay sober and live

My Time had begun in the crazy device.

I am in the Casino of LIFE

I have to play because I have no choice

It makes no sense, to past or present, I am tense

As stakes are too high, In the Casino of LIFE

The roulette table, the black jack side

The wheel of fortune, the jackpot device

I am spoilt for choice; an intervention divine

Needed to stymie the wine

I am in the Casino of LIFE

I have to play because I have no choice

It makes no sense, to past or present, I am tense

As stakes are too high, In the Casino of LIFE

Win some, loose some but I don’t cry

Don’t even try to understand why,

Chip flush counter never runs dry

I will play on till my subpoena arrives,

Only thing one yearns, is a partner in crime

I am in the Casino of LIFE

I have to play because I have no choice

It makes no sense, to past or present, I am tense

As stakes are too high, In the Casino of LIFE

Saturday, June 14, 2008

My foray into fiction...

Disclaimer: All the characters in this story are fictious. Any resemblance to any one living or dead is a coincident.

Test and a Tryst

“Lets see who sits in front of me, the exam is going to start and the person is still absent, must be a genius or a fool”, I contemplated while waiting for my question paper to be handed over to me. I was a bit agitated and it was quite natural, it was not just another entrance exam, it was the entrance test for Indian Statistical Institute. Had heard quite a few tales about the level of the questions and that did not help either!! It was April and already the room felt stuffy. I wished for a whiff of a breeze or anything remotely pleasant to soothe my nerves.

“Wow!! Hope she sits in the empty chair in front of me”. I thanked god for sending this whiff of fresh air to soothe my frayed nerves. Those beautiful light brown eyes finely chiseled face, peach and milk complexion and the pout; my heart skipped a beat. And voila, she sits in front of me. Then suddenly I came back to reality of the examination, as I was given the question paper. Time flew like anything and soon the first paper was over. I had done pretty well but pretty well don’t suffice in this exam, a handful of seats for thousands of candidates. The next paper was after 2 hours, I had to spend the time somehow. I was not feeling like revising the formulas, even the heat seemed too oppressive to go out. The class was empty within two minutes of the test getting over; “the paper was not that easy!!? Even the pretty girl left”.

I was contemplating in my solitude when she rushed back to the room. She looked anxious. She came over to me and said, “Hey, I forgot to write my roll number in the question paper. What to do now?” As if I was the examination coordinator. I thanked the person who made the rules for test (about even writing ones roll no. on the question paper), which I thought was ridiculous till then. Rather than ceasing the opportunity and becoming the knight in the shining armor, I stayed put in my seat and blurted out something about her going to the staff room and talking to the authorities. I have always prayed for opportunities like these but when the situation comes I disappoint myself. “She won’t come back after such an un-gentlemanly conduct by me” and I tried to concentrate on the formulas to drive away the feeling of disappointment. Suddenly a soft voice startled me “Thank you”. She was gazing down on me with brown almond eyes and a smile breaking on her face. Even I smiled or grinned, I am not sure but I was pleasantly surprised by my stars, “if my luck is running so well today I will crack the test too!!”

“So what happened? Things have been sorted out?” and I gestured her to sit. “Thank you so much, I did as you said and things has been taken care of.” She sat on the bench in front of me as she spoke. I hadn’t noticed till then she even had the famous Cindy Crawford mole just above her upper lip. I gazed into those sparkling eyes and asked whether she had her lunch; the words came out with a real tinge of concern. Why it happened? Well maybe my own hunger (for food off-course) or it was her effect or was I really concerned, I was not sure. Frankly speaking I am no James Bond; yes I can speak well and I may flirt at times too but that day every thing fell into place even without me trying for it. As if the whole universe was conspiring to ruin my exam. I just could not fathom at that time that it was a boon or a bane. She sensed the concern in my voice and her features became soft. “I will go out and eat something; my dad won’t come now. He will be waiting for me outside after the tests get over.”

“Hey don’t worry; it is too hot outside so share my lunch.”

“Thank you but it is for you, if you share it won’t you fell hungry?” she questioned with intent and concern. “It is always advisable to eat less during exams.” I quipped with a smile, pulling out my lunch box.

We both started to eat out of my lunch box, which contained some lip smacking sandwiches and which I should have grudged to share with anyone but I just realized I was happy to share them with her. In the course of time I came to know that she was from Dhanbad. She wanted to pursue Biotechnology (then why the hell is she giving this exam?!) and for that she even took tips from me. The smart alec I was, even without knowing what they teach in Biotechnology, I rattled of colleges she should try to get into. This surely impressed her. It went on for sometime with my putting in lines like; “your name is as pretty as your face”, “you have something in you, it is different from most of the usual pretty girls” and she blushed with a smile every time. And the lines came out with real conviction, not like some trite remark.

“Are you the only one from Dhanbad, haven’t any of your friends come to give this exam?”

“Yes few of them are here; one of my close friends is here”

“So won’t you go and meet them?”

“I meet them everyday so today I rather stay here” she put in with a smile, that infectious smile that could melt the most stoic of men.

“Can we go out for a walk, it seems pretty oppressive here?” she suggested. I affirmed and we walked side by side, chatting like we have known each other for ages.

We went around the campus of the test centre, discovering iron bars to walk and soil mounds to climb. In her company even the afternoon blaze seemed bearable. Giving her a hand to help whenever she needed it and she accepted them graciously. When suddenly I glanced at my watch, time had flown like anything; more than an hour had passed even without my realizing. During the whole episode even the mere thought of the imminent test hadn’t crossed my mind. Einstein was right about relativity.

Coming back to reality, I asked her to accompany me inside to revise some formulas. I started revising the formulas while giving her some tips on number theory in between. She was not very good at mathematics but I surprised myself with the patient effort I put in. She looked on with her twinkling eyes full of admiration and I wished those half an hour never ended.

The test started with the influx of students and the invigilators. Frankly speaking during the test her thought never crossed my mind. The subjective paper lived up to its revered name and I was engrossed in tackling it. After the test she introduced me to her friend and her dad. She asked me to come to visit her if ever I go to Dhanbad. She even gave her number and asked me to call. I don’t remember if I gave mine. I don’t remember if I noted her number or how I lost it. I sometime think that if it would have happened during these times when almost every one has a mobile or there is Orkut we would have met again. I have even forgotten her name. Why it happened? Maybe I was too young to understand something important was occurring or maybe because at that time I had a crush on some one else. The reason is not important. The only thing after so many years perplexes me is why did the whole episode take place. If I was not to meet her again; why such an intense encounter? What was the supreme master trying to teach me? This question has to be answered by you.

She left after shaking my hand and a sweet good bye, with her eyes still sparkling and an angelic smile.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Solitude in the crowd.....

Walking along the sands of time, with water splashing on my feet
I yearn for a hand to hold, a lap for my head to confess my defeats
for the world I am the un-vanquished, like the hills near the sea
look close eh friend, I am too eroded by thee....

Monday, June 2, 2008


To do:
1. Pick up the nearest book.
2. Open to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people, and acknowledge who tagged you.

1) Luckily a classic was lying idle nearby.... " Gone with the wind".,

2) Haven't read the book yet but has seen the movie, surely a random page 123 won't ruin much

3) " 'Hush, Honey,' hissed the voice of Sally Munroe."; well the line at least arises some interest.

4) " 'They will hear you all over the house!' Honey lowered her voice but went on: ' Well, you saw how she was carrying on with every man she could get hold of- even Mr. Kennedy, and he is her own sister's beau. I never saw the like! "..... lolz...

5) I was tagged by Ankita and I in turn tag Kishore, Rajat, Ankita, Manjusha and Aashutosh.

Monday, April 28, 2008


How many of you people out there
Been hurt in some kind of love affair
And how many times do you swear that you'll never love again?
How many lonely, sleepless nights
How many lies, how many fights
And why would you want to put yourself through all that again?



This Red Chocolate of mine, has broken Again and Again;
A fool it was from the start, A fool it will remain.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Story Untold....

Long time since I posted rather this is my first post this Year; so Happy New year. Hope you have all broken your resolutions by now. I was contemplating what to write in my first post this year. In the end I have put up the new song I have written. It took me almost a year to come with a new song but the wait was worth..I think so...


It started as a fairytale
and ended in a cry;
The touch of her lips
the smile in his eyes.

He thought she was the one
she thought he was the life;
The warmth of his breath
the love in her eyes.


They traveled through the storms
they traveled through the fires
Their paths were different,
But love lasted more than a life.......

Life is just not as simple
the way they believed it was;
They weren't meant to be
the universe conspired.

Will she ever forget him
will he ever those eyes;
The sweet sound of love
the moments of desire.