Whatever Works.

Break the Cycle

2010-01-26T15:25:00.002+05:30

Loops of submission
dated,antique
through and through
dark to bleak

Echoes repeat
and mirrors reflect
for fools to catch
what does not deflect

Complacent webs
crowd all lives.
Content acceptance,
no signs of strife.

Conformity marks
its arrival.
Reason beckons,
Break the Cycle!

Reminisce

2009-12-01T11:29:00.002+05:30

Through colours that shine
Through thoughts that fade
Through moments confined
Through memories made

Through fire that burns
Through stories old
Through time that turns
Through secrets told

Through music that plays
Through urges unkempt
Through the mind's maze
Through dreams dreamt

I look back.

RIP

2009-11-09T19:15:00.001+05:30

Snuffles 2009-2009.

More coming up

2009-11-06T15:04:00.002+05:30

It's been one year and seven months since a blog post!!

"..and then there was light."

2008-04-13T15:26:00.003+05:30

She looked ahead to see the trail of lights. The urge was uncontrollable. To run along the path, with the the breeze in her face, arms flailing around.
What lay at the end, she did not know. She just wanted to get there.

It was a dark starry night and the trail seemed to call her to the world beyond. The moment "felt right". She would not let this time be another moment of yearning. She would do it just this once! Perhaps later sometime, again!! The thought brought a smile to her face. 'This is going to be fun!,' she said to herself. She pictured herself telling her friends all about the "feat" she was going to accomplish.' This is going to be a lot of fun! Hope mom doesn't yell at me!!'

She took a look at her watch and promptly stashed it aside. Cautiously, she surveyed the area around her to check if someone she knew was around. It was really dark and the place was desolate. 'Perfect', she said to herself, smiling like she never had.
Finally , in one slow moment she got up, pushed her wheel chair aside and took first step to the lights.

RAIN

2008-04-11T00:22:00.003+05:30

Calm breeze sifts
The summer sands
A warm embrace
To barren lands

Clouds light up
As the sun shines through
Eyes look up
Still waiting for you

Sodden days have
Gone way past
With winter rain
And an icy blast

Midnight lamps
Grace empty streets
While music plays
To the same old beats

Trees that share
Their shade in age
With rocks that bear
With nature’s rage

Wait as I do
To feel whats true
For a true wait’s worth
Is waiting for you

Utopia

2008-03-18T21:28:00.002+05:30

I hope to see
a world that lets me
be for me

I wish to find
pockets of haven
in my hand
to save my mind

I dream to own
my fears,
at will
and set them
free to be forlorn

I write to let
myself
be real
and teach
my selfish being
to forget

To a friend

2007-11-22T17:50:00.000+05:30

A silent spectator,
I watch you moult..
as layers peel off,
to form thicker walls
For once upon a time
I was part of your world,
albeit; a tiny bumblebee
My exile bothers
me no more..
As your own penance
pierces through the walls
The world around you
may crumble or rise,
As you stay within
and fight your cause
Just be true to
yourself my friend..
For the walls dont
protect yourself from you.

Vodka

2007-11-22T17:41:00.000+05:30

It flows through me..
I feel it flow
through the length
that runs the ruby red.

Crimson blood through
the blue of veins..
Indigo mixes with ruby red.

Pure vision
with an unwritten frequency..
Resonance fills
the surrounding void.

As vibgyor forms the iris around..
Is someone watching
what lies beyond?

Touched

2007-10-06T20:49:00.000+05:30

When my numb fingers
feel your face,
I look at your eyes
and feel us as one...
Could I seal the moment forever?
and keep it safe,
in a secret place?

When our hands our twined,
in the place we call serene..
And words don't speak,
as silence does..
Could I feel this moment forever?
in every thought,
and living dream?

When our minds
are tuned to strife,
As we stay apart,
In a wait's worth...
Could I dream, like a fool, forever?
And feel the bliss,
of a moment's life?

Sight

2007-09-12T21:14:00.000+05:30

As the blinds close...

Faint memories whisk
to join the rays
of the rising sun.

Coloured reflections
fall within the unlit space
in dim contrast.

The breeze stands by
in calm resonance of thoughts
that voice themselves.

The clock ticks on...

Pitch Black

2007-08-02T21:57:00.000+05:30

In dark descending looming black,
Appears an orb of light…
Perched against it’s fluorescence
In brilliant bluish bright.

Walk ahead and turn around,
Another one appears…
A lewd remark, it seems to be,
A drop of glistening tears.

Time permits, as more appear,
They seem to multiply…
Soon the gloom of dark ascends,
As the orbs soar high.

Chase the one that leads the way,
As more engulf you path…
Spinning around as consciousness
Seems to be way past.

Swirling past in a blur of bright,
Spiral ascent beckons…
Try to keep your eyes abreast
The mind’s new amends.

Soon the glare flails you within,
Mind tends to go back…
Open your eyes to all pretence,
For it’s still PITCH BLACK.

Conversations with cliche :)

2007-07-20T21:16:00.000+05:30

Cliche*14*:For all the brightness with coherence..blinds the birds of flight, and before she lands her last sight,was the breaking rays of light.

brat: What happens when she does land? Doesn't she see the sun shining bright.. and see, that it's just clouds that pass by, which break the rays of light ?

Cliche*14*:That's the irony unseen, for we wait for her to land...But you see, she be so fragile..could take not she.. the Torrid Toxic earth.

brat: But as long as she does SEE..the flight would still be worth her life..

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Cliche *14* : There were too many colours .I could not differ by sight and as the clock ticks slowly, I know that time runs out.

brat : Freeze the frame...and as time stops for that moment..stand back and see what you can.

Cliche *14* :Gone are times when we lived in frames...for time so fluid haunts me.To try freeze time is to freeze myself.. and I fear what lies beneath.

brat :In all fluidity of life, lie singular moments...You could take a dip in those.. and then flow along with the current..Fear lasts only till the moment you take the last dip.

Cliche *14*: I smile at your words... coz you see life I do not fear! All around me, is what I wanted to see..I guess it's- "Be careful for what you wish for" :)

brat :Amen.But it's that wish that makes YOU the person that I see..

Cliche*14*: THE wish remains..the dust settles but I fear the person you see is not he.

brat : It's still cliche 14..Void thought..the supreme all knowing "one" :) .. Now shut up!! :D

Untitled

2007-07-16T18:12:00.000+05:30

As clouds descend

in vapour mist...

I stand to feel

the cold amidst,

the breeze that

whispers in my ear;

to feel it's chill

that holds me near

the golden hand

I crave to touch..

The one I truly

call a 'touch'

P.S- I would'nt mind a few suggestions for a title for this one!

Would you?

2007-07-08T13:46:00.000+05:30

take me...

to unknown realms
of your lone mind..

to picture perfect lands
in blue and green..

to the scent of your
warmth against me...

to classical notes
that tingle my ear..

to the spark I see
in your eyes...

Hold me..
as I wait?

DragonFly

2007-07-05T12:47:00.000+05:30

A stark contrast
on skies azure.
The flight of a being
sublime ; pure.

Wings translucent,
scarlet sight.
Trailing my eyes
to greater heights.

Right until the aberration struck.
The creature was bound,
raring to fly!

A thread was tied
to the ebony length,
Leading straight ,
to a hand of strength.

Smiled as she saw
the wonder of the being,
trying to flee..
To her, a game it seemed.

Right until the aberration struck.
What would it be,
If she could fly?

With a tuft of hope
she let it go..
to watch the creature
fly and soar.

I smile in peace,
She passes by..
with a lifetime learnt
from a dragonfly!

Be.

2007-07-05T12:42:00.000+05:30

Would I rather remove tiny pricks
of sand from my barefeet?
Or walk on cemented paths
and man-made lanes?

Would I rather feel drops
of fresh water in the open?
Or watch them trickle down
my window pane?

Would I rather feel
rough rocks in seats of nature?
Or comfort myself
in cushions of fleece?

Would I rather find my lost
without a sense of time?
Or be bound
in trivial allegories?

Would I rather be free?
Or Would I just be?

To a star

2007-05-18T08:53:00.000+05:30

Moments fleet
As I'm surrounded
by the comforting dark
of a sheltered cocoon

I reach out
through a void
and feel the deceit,
of a world outside..
Soliloquoy begins soon..

Tiny fingers lay out,
battered by events
of a guilded world
with forbidden boons

I weigh my heart..
Stringent norms,
corrupt by pools
that shine bright
in the light of the moon..

I wish the world
would not be hard
for I'm still a boy
with hopes shielded
by a cursed boon.

P.S- This is dedicated to a famous artist who went into oblivion because of a bad childhood. I happened to catch his biography of sorts on VH1 last night and subsequently wrote this.

Lumos

2007-05-17T09:36:00.000+05:30

Arise,from darkness
put it to end..

For all, but a spark
is needed my friend..

To light a pyre,
flames on wood...

To those who seek,
is well, understood...

2007-04-29T15:08:00.000+05:30

I love you because

I love who I am...

When I am with you..

This hasn't been written by me! Just found it somewhere and I thought I should put it up, cuz I really like these lines.

Distance

2007-04-27T21:32:00.000+05:30

I stand right across
and watch you look at me..
Our eyes tend to meet,
But I'd rather not see.

I pretend to look around,
While you still look at me.
I look right through you,
Cuz I'd rather not see.

I walk ahead apart,
You wonder what it could be..
I could explain to you..
But I'd rather not, you see...

Triumph

2007-04-22T16:41:00.000+05:30

As the hooded creature
lurks in the corner........

I set pace
and hide within
The maze of my mind,

Run in circles,
Chased by shadows
Of a past,
that was once left behind...

I shun myself,
look to carve a niche.
An escape...
from what's turning me blind..

I then unleash the bonds,
and look beyond,
For the hooded creature
in that very corner,
is NOW CONFINED.

Fear

2007-04-17T11:15:00.000+05:30

I see you walking
down the lane of bygones..

Forging ahead
with silent determination...

And I wonder..

I guess I'd rather not..

7!!

2007-04-15T19:23:00.000+05:30

Tagged by “Slughead”. Here goes…

7 things I want to do in this lifetime:

1. Be a successful person, someone who everyone looks up to.
2. Go on a world tour.
3. Perform on stage to an unimaginably huge audience, under the spotlight.
4. Travel to Europe with an adorable idiot!
5. Set everything right, for everyone around.
6. Smile all the way!
7. Buid a shelter for animals.

7 things I can do:

1. Sing.
2. Whine, and make amazingly weird noises!
3. Laugh like a maniac.
4. Act dumb, without giving a damn.
5. Make a few people smile!
6. Talk for hours, at a stretch.
7. Have fun, anywhere, anytime!

7 things I can not do:

1. Pretend that I’m not irritated.
2. Study for a long stretch of time.
3. Appease people I despise.
4. Control my temper!
5. Eat without being clumsy.
6. Play tennis (That’s gonna change in a while!)
7. Drive a car…(That’s gonna change as well :) )

7 things that attract me to another person:

1. A good sense of humour.
2. A carefree attitude.
3. Mystery.
4. A certain something that sets them apart.
5. Music!
6. Intelligence.
7. Smile.

7 things I say most often:

1. Idiot!
2. love you…
3. Right!/sure!
4. Muhahahahahahahahahahaha * evil grin*
5. Thu..!
6. Get lost..
7. Gazillion (All thanks to nim!)

7 people I'd love to do this:

1. Nim.
2. Void Thought.
3. Sparkle.
4. Rajeev
5. Mystic Rose.
6. Anand.
7. Srikant.

It's been a while!

2007-04-10T18:22:00.000+05:30

Coloured spots ,
in black and white.
Stars that fill
a cloudy night.

Blotches of ink,
in blue, turquoise,
Flat shrill notes!
A crooning voice..

Beads that drop,
In sweat and pearls..
Straight dark hair,
A few lush curls.

Tails that wag,
Paws that hold,
Flowers that bloom,
When rain falls cold

Eyes in light,
Intense dark hues,
A thousand mysteries..
A few hidden clues.

Glittering jewels
in silver rings,
Dreams of utopia,
Vivid musings.

Peals of laughter,
Spreading through..
Mischievious smile
Eyes, yet true.

Look back n think,
I flash a smile..
I ponder deep..
It's been a while!

Another day...

2007-04-09T19:25:00.000+05:30

The music blares in my ears and I sit down to write another time...
Another trial, another attempt, but this time I have music to accompany me. It's one of those songs that make me nostalgic. The words scroll past my mind as the music plays...
" And I dont want the world to see me...
Cuz I dont think that they'd understand..
When everything's meant to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.."
Iris... I smile... I take a casual glance across the room. As images flit across, I pause . I stop a moment. I freeze the frame, step out and look at myself, an objective perspective.
I break into a content wide smile....
This may not be a moment of consequence or glory, but it's a moment with myself. Something that I haven't shared with myself in a while, and perhaps it will be a while before I do so again.
I feel good. It'd been long. I missed me!

Tagged again!!

2007-02-20T20:28:00.000+05:30

Well.. first of all thanks to Mystic Rose.. for finally getting me out of that lethargic state!
Now that i've been tagged (again)..I 'm finally putting up a post in quite a while.. hope to keep that going as well..!
This time its gonna be a long long list!
Here goes..

TEN FAVOURITES

Colours: Blue, black,scarlet
Food: Anything with chocolate in it....or anything thats nice n spicy!
Songs: Iris,November Rain, Comfortably Numb, Coming Back to life...ahh the list goes on!
Movie: Hmmm..Scent of a woman,Shrek,Ice age,Love story etc.
Sport:Basketball
Season:Anything as long as theres some cool breeze!
Day Of the week: Friday
Ice Cream Flavor: Chocolate
Time of Day: Night.Its an amazingly perfect time, with all its darkness so complete.

EIGHT CURRENTS

Mood: Content
Taste: Mint!
getup: Grey Pyjamas, Tan Tee, Hair tied in a pony
music: November Rain
book: Been Reading "Vivekananda" for quite sometime!
pic on desktop: A black labrador, which looks like my pet!
longing for: A good conversation...
weather: perfect

SIX FIRSTS

memory: Mom's hands
fav food: fruits! especially litchies n grapes!
Pet:A white pomeranian, Fluffy!
drink: Milk!
Cigarette: None.
Movie: Lion king !.. i cried so hard when Simba's father died!

SIX LASTS

Cigarette: -
Drink: Cold water!
Car ride: quite a few days back
Movie Seen: Chasing Amy
Phone Call: Sneha
Last Book Read: Toxin,Robin Cook

HAVE YOU EVER

Broken the Law: hmmm..yeah i guess so! in stupid weird ways!
Been Arrested: ahem....no!
Been on TV: Does Mtv count?!!:D
Lied: sure.
Kissed Someone You Didn't Know: Dont understand how anyone would do that!

FIVE THINGS

You're Wearing: 2 silver hoops,kaajal, tan tee, grey pyjamas,black hairband(??!!)

You've Done Today:
Umm.. let me see...
1. Had a good conversation with nim, while listening to some great music.
2.Ate a niiiiiccccee MARS bar.
3.Sorted out a whole loada crap..
4.Gave my lab test!
5. Went to the terrace with Parry and admired the amazing sky!!

You Can Hear Right Now:Eric Clapton, My moms voice, Keyboard taps!, the TV and myself singing..

You Can't Live Without: ummm.. that would be food, music, laughter,books and chocolate!

You Do When You're Bored:
-Sulk.
-Make weird noises.
-Tap everything around me.
-Make weird faces.
-Make sure i let everyone around me know that im bored! :)

FOUR PLACES YOU'VE BEEN TODAY
College,Terrace,Muddy Roads,Open skies

THREE PEOPLE YOU CAN TELL ANYTHING TO
That would be....Nim,Hena and "Idiot"!

TWO CHOICES

1. Life

2. Love

ONE THING YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE

Know that I've left a mark, SOMEWHERE.

I 'd like to tag Haze, Rajeev,Shammu,Shrikant, Rachit, Anand, Nim,Manas And Arcane virus ! And well.. its not mandatory!

Light

2007-01-21T22:41:00.000+05:30

By the burning midnight lamp

poised a fervent soul

gazing at the wick ablaze

churning ink with gold

What lies beyod the wall of glass

gleams in her eyes

soft rays, of light and dark

call for sacrifice

Walking lone on the path of life

joined by counterparts

Every soul merges with hers

Bless the gift of life..

Sense of pride and happiness

fills her fervent soul

Thanking all she walks along

Blessed within her whole..

You..

2007-01-21T22:29:00.000+05:30

I look at you
beneath your mask
beneath your all
beyond the rest

I smile within
myself as I
look past into
the turbid gaze

I see what few
have ever known
I see your soul
I see my own

I feel your pain
your joy, your pride
All that lies
deep inside

I love your flaws
that seem to fit
your vices, your fears
and all thats amiss

I part with fears
as I see you
your hopes, your fears
do stand true

I bare myself
my soul to you
What lies in me
I give to YOU

Dedicated to my "idiotic friend"

The walk

2007-01-13T13:15:00.000+05:30

So I walk down the road...

down the pebble grained path

down sand gravel pricks

in hurtful bliss

Scenes from my life

flash across the sky

the story goes on

replays in my mind..

A smile spreads across

begins at my lips

rises up above

stops at the eye

Yet I feel content

No urge to try

beneath that smile

lies a content shy mind

Stars that shone

have now begun to fade

and yet i look up

in a distant gaze

Hanging on to the hilt

to the shiny bit of star dust

Lost in pursuit

An attempt..

to engrave its essence

in a complacent me...

TIME

2007-01-13T12:55:00.000+05:30

It was one of those crazy conversations which took a turn in an instant.

Before they new it, truth had struck.It was time; for the final revelation. The fact that they had avoided for years together had surfaced this time. With all its might, with all finality. It scared them both.

As they tried to run away, tried not to accept, they seemed to face it all the more, they seemed to understand, to accept.

So that was it then....they needed time.

They would finally part ways, perhaps.

TAGGED!!

2007-01-08T21:06:00.000+05:30

Well..I've been "Tagged" by Rajeev...and I'm supposed to divulge 10 secrets about myself! I guess I would'nt really call them secrets, just little known facts about me perhaps..Someone who knows me personally would be able to relate better...Anyway, Here goes..

I like classical music!
I'm professionally trained in carnatic music and Kathak.
I can be EXTREMELY sentimental!
I'm a national player in Korfball (Yeah..i know ..its unheard of!)
I talk to plants and animals!
I've cried while watching a few really pathetic hindi movies!
I'm a brown belt in Karate! (That was long back though.....)
I thought that smooching existed only in movies..till the end of class 10!
I used to love Backstreet boys at one point of time..(well...almost everyone did!)
I like being Mallu!

So that was it! And now that you've read this, you've been tagged! So go ahead..Out with your secrets!

State.....(of a nation)

2007-01-07T11:55:00.000+05:30

I look beyond
to future ahead
bleak past behind
What lies in store?
Helpless pleas
to deaf ears
through decades of pain,
betrayal, mistrust.
I look at myself
being torn to shreds
just conscience perishes
in deathly quiet
Is hope in me
worth it all?
If I look beyond,
will I stand tall?

Parts of me
my kith and kin
fight to own
my poignant soul
The strength within
will not let me
succumb into
another black hole.
I look beyond
to future ahead
bleak past behind
What lies in store?
I look ahead
to the leading star
past lies behind
To future's call....

Another set of lyrics...

2006-12-17T20:01:00.000+05:30

Well..i guess i just need to post this cuz i cant seem to pen down my feelings and since i completely relate to this song, i need to put this down here....

COMFORTABLY NUMB - Floyd

Hello?Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?
Come on, now,
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I'll need some information first.
Just the basic facts.
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

O.K.
Just a little pinprick.
There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good.
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

Spectrum

2006-12-09T00:30:00.000+05:30

Ochre rays peeking through,
Portals unlocked
Shadows stand guard.

Murky reflections
Fall back on a face
Stirring shame,
Guilty blaze.

Mind engrossed,
In trivial pursuit
Endless games,
Cease to end.

Stand apart
Within a façade,
Of hurtful truth
And painless lies.

Vain attempts
Continue yet,
To unlock ports
In twilight zone.

LYING EYES.

2006-12-06T11:28:00.001+05:30

I see her almost everyday morning. She’s young, around 15-16 perhaps and she’s pretty, beautiful in fact. Dusky and Beautiful.
The first time I saw her was when her grandmother brought her home. She’s our maid now. Despite all my protests, my mom decided to keep her. She said they needed the money to survive. I didn’t have much of a choice, so I gave in. It was her decision anyway.
She started to come home every morning. The first thing I noticed about her was her eyes. She has beautiful eyes, but there’s a glint of sadness in them. I would see her looking at me, every time I was doing something. Listening to music, watching TV, talking on the phone, her eyes followed me every where. I felt awkward. So much that I would avoid looking at her.
At times she would come home all dressed up. Flowers in her hair, red lips and a coat of kohl in those beautiful eyes, but it seemed like it had all been rubbed of, just a bit , and she had put it back on. There was something so strange about this young girl, and I couldn’t quite place it. Was it the way she looked at me? Was it the way she dressed? Was it her background? I don’t know what it was, but it pricked me.
I would think about it whenever I saw her; I even voiced my thoughts to my mother. She said she thought the same way. By now I was really curious. I wanted to know. Wanted to find the missing link.
It was 10’o clock at night. I went out for my usual walk around the colony, along with my dog. As I headed back home after walking around for half an hour, I saw the same girl coming in through the gates of the colony, flowers in her hair, jewellery around her neck, long earrings, a thick coat of kohl, red lipstick, and a bag. She was coming from the direction of the red light area near MG road. She saw me look at her. She looked at me. She had a strange look in her eyes. I felt like my suspicions were confirmed now. It felt bad. Oh my god!!! The poor girl. Reality hit me hard, and then I thought I was probably just making up this stuff. But then again maybe I was not.
I saw her again, one evening, walking around the same area, as I was headed to meet my friends. She tried to avoid looking at me. I felt sad.
I see her almost everyday morning. She’s young, and beautiful.

The perfect setting

2006-12-05T15:56:00.000+05:30

It was their first dance together .Mellow music played in the background, as she wrapped her arms around him .They looked into each other’s eyes. They were completely comfortable in each other’s presence.
As the beats went on, they swayed along in perfect rhythm, in tune with the music, in tune with each other. She was smiling at him now. He paused to look at her face and thought of how much he’d missed her. He’d missed everything, watching her smile, looking into her eyes, the crazy laugh, just every li’l thing that she did. He wanted to stay in the moment, now, forever.
As he was lost in his thoughts, she kissed him softly on his cheeks. She was glad to have him back. Now that he was here, she didn’t want to let go. She wished that time would freeze. Now, forever.
She closed her eyes. It seemed like a dream, straight from the movies.
But something wasn’t right. Was it too perfect a setting? Why did it all seem like an illusion? A beautiful ILLUSION.
She wanted to look at his face once again, why did it seem like the last time ? She opened her eyes. Looked ahead, there was nothing, looked around there was nothing. It was stark empty space, All she could see was herself, in a maze of mirrors.
What just happened? She sat down , dazed, and lost.

…………………………………………………………………………………………….

Someone just splashed water on her. Cold water. Icicles pricked her face. She wanted to wipe them off. Her hands wouldn’t move .They were tethered. In chains .And then she remembered….She began to cry. It had been years now, since that fateful day.
Why did he lie to her? She loved him too much. So much that she killed him.

D:2-ed!

2006-12-05T13:41:00.001+05:30

So, I Finally watched “DHOOM – 2” or D: 2 as they call it! Frankly speaking it is over-hyped, as expected. Went for the 10 ‘o clock show with my mom (!!) today morning. The crowd basically consisted of college going students, probably bunking college to watch the movie...what a waste of time!
The only reason that makes the movie worth-watching would be Hrithik Roshan, and perhaps Ash. Hrithik looks super-hot in the movie; he’s never looked so good before. So does Ash, but I’d rather not comment on that…For one thing, she’s reduced like hell!! And they look great as a couple. Great chemistry too, the much-hyped kiss is actually pretty decent; except for the hooting by all the ‘horny’ men in the theatre. One of the guys was so conked that every time Ash and Hrithik got a li’l close, he’d start screaming “Smooch lele! Smooch le le!!.” I mean Whoa!!! Get a life dude!
The story is the usual “Good guy- bad guy” sorts. It revolves around Aryan (Hrithik) or Mr. A as he calls himself. Mr. A is a criminal mastermind who steals “priceless” things from all around the world and leaves a mark behind (How original!) .Abhishek Bachan is the cop who’s trying to get hold of Mr. A, along with his supposedly funny sidekick Uday Chopra. Bipasha Basu has absolutely no role in the movie. For the record, she’s a cop who’s working with Abhishek in Mumbai, who also has a twin in Rio!! Ash, is well, Hrithik’s partner in crime, who’s actually a spy sent by Abhishek, but she eventually falls for Hrithik (Blimey!)
That’s pretty much it as the story goes. Watch the movie if you are really jobless and have nothing better to do. I’d probably give it a 2/5. Full points to the visual treat. Nothing else to the movie.
Signing off with that.
Ciao!

Changes

2006-12-04T20:26:00.000+05:30

He was my ‘best friend’ .I say was because it’s just not the same again. When we first met we hit it off in an instant, it seemed to get better with time and everything seemed great. I’d always been a tomboy but I’d never really had a guy best friend and he fit the bill perfectly. It was like a strange fantasy of mine was coming true, and I was basking in its glory.
Things didn’t stay that way for long. Something happened, felt like it was all falling apart. Bit by bit everything was breaking down to pieces right in front of me. Perhaps both of us were at fault. But I did blame him sometimes. It seemed like I tried so hard and he would get hurt at the stupidest things I did. Just being myself hurt him. That hurt me. I didn’t know what to do and well, I didn’t do anything.
Slowly we drifted apart.
I saw him around everyday, pretending to be oblivious to my presence. Something that I was good at doing too. It was the perfect act. It hurt in the beginning, then I got used to it. I never tried to talk to him or sort out things. Time, I thought would heal things. Sometimes you should just leave the things the way they are, because once you pry too much, the essence is lost.
I didn’t want us to lose that essence. Just wanted things to settle for themselves.
It would take time, and perhaps things would never be the same again but there’s that hope that lurks. I thought everything that was happening was happening for good. I guess I had no other plausible explanation.
It was my b’day a few days back. He called me the night before, but I had to cut his call because I had a lot of calls coming. He sounded hurt. I couldn’t do anything about it. I didn’t want to let it affect me this time.
In college I saw him run right past me, when everyone around me was wishing me. I though he’d probably gotten so used to ignoring me that he just didn’t see me anymore. The thought was sad. I let it pass, got engrossed in the moment. I met him in the evening to give him a piece of my birthday cake. We talked with all my friends around. It was just the usual surface talk and I couldn’t help but notice the sadness in his eyes. Then he called me aside and lead me outside college. He walked ahead, I followed.He came to an abrupt halt, I looked ahead and saw four of the most adorable puppies in front of me. It was the sweetest thing. I adore dogs, he knew that. The next fifteen minutes were heaven. That was the most special thing anyone had done for me, I told him that. As we spoke, I felt like we were back to the good times.
He called me up today. He asked me if we could be best friends again, but I found that I couldn’t be very spontaneous with him anymore. It would take time. I told him so. I don’t think he expected that reply .But I guess he’ll have to wait anyway. Hope this friendship stands the test of time.

To Mom..

2006-12-04T15:23:00.000+05:30

After a long time…Here’s another one of my mom’s poems…

AMBITION

A pulsating aspiration
Pursued from time to time,
Nurtured by hope,
Jilted me.
The abyss of despair,
Pervading the very existence,
Precluded me from action.
Petulance drenched itself
In cynicism,
Till realization dawned on
Vicissitudes of life,
And
Mirages we mortals chase.

-Rema ( My Mom )

Silence

2006-12-04T10:33:00.000+05:30

Coal black eyes
Stare in darkness,
At the anguish
Of a shattered soul.
Sitting crouched,
A loner by far,
Makes his place
In a crowd’s mould.

Silver rays
Of the dark nights’ moon,
Reflect his face
Dark yet pure.
Hope still lurks,
In a corner of his mind,
He will rise above
The conniving lure.

Eyes still stare,
Right at him,
While he looks away.
Hoping that,
He lives his dream,
Keeps his fears
At bay.

R.I.P!!

2006-11-28T21:59:00.000+05:30

It all began with a casual conversation with my friends. It was general college gossip. A senior had committed suicide and everyone was out to dissect every tiny little detail of how it all happened. Then ofcourse there were general reactions. ”Man! What a jerk!!” or “Poor guy! I feel bad!” Everyone had something to say. People even went on about how brave it was of him to put his head on a railway track. That was when one of my friends asked me, “So how would you like to die?!” I looked at him for a while….”Huh?!”…”I dunno…”
Then it struck me…..I’d been living all these years thinking of how it would feel AFTER I die and how everyone else would feel after I die, even how the world would feel after I die(provided, my plans of being famous succeeded!), but I never once thought of how I wanted to die.
It was so strange! I’d thought about life after death, but not about how I would encounter death. I’d thought about every single moment after death struck but not that one moment!
Weird.
After a while of thinking, all I came up with was, “Something dramatic I guess, but not painful.” But I still didn’t know what the real answer was.
Have you ever thought about it? How would you like to die?
Fall off a cliff in solitude? Or die with a million other people in a dramatic bomb blast?
Slowly slip off in your sleep? Or cut yourself and bleed to death while you feel the adrenaline rush due to lack of blood?
So many scenarios to one end! Could there be a perfect end to it all?
Maybe there’s a beauty in the unexpected or atleast that’s one way I can convince myself!
I guess I’ll still think about it anyway, might just find an answer someday! Until then …life it is!!!

Its been a while..

2006-11-26T21:38:00.000+05:30

Yep…It’s been quite sometime since I’ve posted now. It’s been 5 months since I began blogging and all I’ve managed is a meagre 20 posts! This being my 21st one! Well, that is, to say the least, a pathetic state of affairs.
I’d probably attribute it to the ‘writer’s block’ that I’ve had for quite a while now. Just can’t seem to write!! Atleast not at the usual frequency and not the kind of stuff that I used to write. So I’ve finally decided to start writing a bit of informal stuff .Basically about the usual things around me. Life as such and well, my views on ‘current affairs’ I suppose. Let’s see how it works out. Really need to get out of that terrible writer’s block first!
Perhaps this isn’t the right time go on with the usual blabber about my life or anything in particular right now, considering the fact that I’ve got an end sem exam to write tomorrow!(God save me!!!)Really hope I do a decent job of it, unlike the last two nightmares.
Shall leave with that thought.
Until then,
Signing off!

Phoenix

2006-11-14T18:26:00.000+05:30

Streaks of hues in chrome plagued the sky, engulfing each corner of the vast blue expanse....creeping into every cloud, encroaching every bit of space. Toxicating the creamy white to a concoction in chrome, crimson, indigo; turning darker with every moment.

A lone bird then flew into the darkness, spreading its wings...beyond the horizon. Unflinched by the inanimate colors glaring with all their life.Leaving a trail of silver mist in the sinister skies...

Hazel eyes trailed its path. Tracing each flicker leading to the silvery mist, forming an arc of hope in the churning skies.

A flake of silver made its way, from the indigo skies, to the gazing eyes. Fell deep in. Set into the iris, made its way through the maze of the mind...touched a chord in an untouched spot.
Gave birth to a fresh new train of thought.
Brought lifeless eyes back to life.

Comments..!!

2006-10-28T19:03:00.002+05:30

Hey everyone..!
Well this is a request to anyone who by chance visits this blog....i'd like u to pleeeaaaaseee comment on atleast one post..!My blog is pretty new...and comments would certainly help me improve my writing..annd ofcourse..hopefully i'll get some appreciation too!
So plz ppl, anyone who happens to visit this blog, leave a comment!
thanx!
have a nice day!
cheers! :)

FROST.

2006-10-28T15:41:00.001+05:30

I feel cold today. I don’t know why, but it seems so cold.
I look up to see the sun shining bright, but I’ve never felt so cold before. As the sun’s rays touch my skin, frost forms on it, tiny pricks of ice dig into my skin, it hurts.
Is this because I’m lying down? I don’t know. I can’t even get up.
I’m starting to feel asphyxiated; like someone’s taking my life out of me. As I breathe each time, I feel colder. There’s blinding light in front of me.
Its getting heavier now…..
Why am I breathing so fast? Why cant I understand what’s happening? This is so strange and painful…

Now I'm almost beginning to like this feeling. But is that right? I don’t know. I just feel it. This is so strange and painful…

Something just happened.
What was it?
Like a thousand knives of ice fell on me. I looked up and saw blinding light….then it turned dark…very dark...and now its scarlet.
I think I’m bleeding. I can feel the warm blood on my cold skin. It’s starting to numb my body. Why can’t I understand what s happening? Why is this happening?
I feel so numb. I think I’m beginning to die…….
I think……………………..
……………………………

I just died.

Sleeping Child

2006-10-22T17:05:00.000+05:30

Mounted cross legged
in a corner of space
eyes transfixed
on a soul..

Lying in deep bliss
and ignorance alike
beaming joy
unknown..

Stream of moonlight
shone on the face
Ethereal halo
surrounds..

To restless eyes
provides solace
his state of slumber
forlorn..

Lost in dreams
lips curl up a smile
Angelic hues
set the mood..

In a cradle
of fairy dust he lies
smiling along
with the moon...

An attempt..

2006-10-05T19:13:00.000+05:30

How often is it that you stand back and look at trees swaying in the wind and leaves rustling with them,while in the distance all that is heard is the sound of blaring horns,screeching vehicles and daily chatter.Sit back and look at the moment and you realize that nature seems so in tune with itself,every act seems to be in harmony and yet we humans complicate a simple existance and add a discordant note to the very sense of being.
We all have our 'problems',each of which seem so humungous compared to anything else.WE are all caught up in our own worlds .A web that pulls us deeper as we struggle....Struggle to find the 'perfect' place in the very web frm which we infact want to get out of.
As we ponder over what the very meaning of LIFE is...., at first , various possibilties and assumptions seem to plague our mind, but as we dig deeper..its stark empty space.We do not why we really live and why we really give 'ourselves' so much importance, while 'We' are in the end important only to 'ourselves'.For when we finally leave the wolrd, the void that we leave will slowly be filled in by elements which noone is in control of ; and what will remain would be a distant memory...fading away with every moment till it becomes an invisible flicker which shows itself only to those who take pains to look for it within its inconspicuous existance.
We are reduced to what we began from.
But...the very interval between one complete circle is what life is.
It is a journey..the purpose being, to go through journey knowing that you are alone in the end and yet, not letting the world around you feel that way.
Knowing that it all ends in a moment and yet, living for the moment.
Knowing that nothing is ever perfect and yet, striving for perfection...and when when you do leave the world, you are satisfied at doing atleast something worthwhile.

Vortex

2006-09-25T18:25:00.000+05:30

Swirling around
to the depths of abyss
a tiny bubble
was all that began.

Churning within
air crystalline
toxic fumes
seeped in ;aligned.

Twirling and spinning
within still waters
pulled down to debacle
those who venture

Growing along
debris from the past
swarming with present
gamut of matter.

Bit by bit
hits every part
concludes itself
brings down the mast..

Sketchy Outlines

2006-09-24T22:23:00.000+05:30

Lost on a trail
in a world unknown
where darkness is light
and day obscure

Searching for clues
in glittery drops
shimmering in elements
absolute and pure

Chaos prevails
yet serenity exists
in all forms
obsolete ,unsure

Webs,countless
of threads and paths
flogging the mind
there seems to be no cure...

Alone

2006-09-06T18:11:00.000+05:30

Silent screams
fill an empty mind
voices around seem a blur.
Fading away
to a distant dream .
Looking straight ahead ..
Stark reality
lies beyond
vast empty space..

Echos of the past
bound back at me
Lost in a state
of sheer misery..
Devoid of hope...
Devoid of sense..
resigned to a state
meant to be...

-----------------------------

2006-09-03T09:40:00.000+05:30

Drops of Poison
trickling down
gulp by gulp
straight to the head..
Warm blood rush
against ,inside..
dazed eyes hazel
look up ahead
Feeling a farce
strained ecstasy
Vivid images
calling to thee
Void of shame
bottled within
silent turmoil
deep inside
Complete darkness
engulfing all.
to troubled waters
to sleep
she falls....

Rage Of Senses

2006-08-23T19:49:00.001+05:30

Parchments wet
in bitter teardrops ,
pure destructive
Rage...
Iris ; black
in scarlet eyes,
White merely a prop.
Silent fury
rages within ,
senses out of fugue,
Calm melancholy
reflects without,
erodes a part,
A phase...

Stepping into an unknown realm

2006-08-10T18:51:00.000+05:30

I look up and watch
the placid sky
Stray down
a loner meets my eye
Among olive foliage
stood there he
Looking down
At earthy shrubbery
Its doe-eyed gaze
pricked my soul
Took me on a quest
for reasons untold
I probed and delved
It caught my eye
The creature lead me
under the sky
Through patches of greens
And lakes pristine
Through sights and sounds
I'd never seen
I followed on and on
And there it stood....
A solitary birch
in a grove of Sandalwood
Looked up
The sun shone in my eye
Looked down
The leaves all fell down dry
Confused ,Perplexed
I looked around me
Thought i stepped into
The realm of fantasy
Rummaged the heap of leaves
that lay ahead
My finger caught hold..
...of a silver thread..
I tugged it hard
Wrapped it on a finger
In a moment reached back
from where i wandered..
Strange as it seems
now I write and ponder
The thread still lies
On my hand as a ring;
a reminder...

COMING BACK TO LIFE....

2006-08-04T17:07:00.000+05:30

This is one of THE most amazing songs i've heard...coming back to life...Pink floyd....with gilmore singing out so loud n yet so mellow..its just AMAZING.....The wordings are as follows...and these words somehow seem to ring so true...

Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
And where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun
Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And I headed straight..into the shining sun

Illusions

2006-08-02T18:20:00.000+05:30

As time ticks away
and moments race ahead
Scurried thoughts pass by;
race along my mind..
Who am i infact?
What if i was dead?
Existance -Is it real?
Mere illusion instead...
We humans are we mortals?
or just mirages in a desert
Chasing are own reflections
in search of life's elixir..?
Inexplicable as it seems
questions are meant to be
Coz noone really knows...
Whats true,Whats fallacy....

To mama , with love..

2006-07-31T19:09:00.000+05:30

Apart from dad...the greatest influence on my poetry has been mom...the day i saw her poems was when i felt truly inspired to write my own. Hopefully some of it has rubbed off on me!!
Now on im gonna publish all her poems on this blog...to show to the world what an amazing person she is...

Despondence

I tread not
Into the dark alleys of mind
for fear of reprisal
The unresolved love
Unfulfilled dreams
Stood in pregnant silence
Engulfing my heart
Baring the soul

-Rema(Mom)

Kargil Heroes

2006-07-31T18:57:00.000+05:30

The first ever poem that i wrote was when i was around 11-12 years old...as cliched as it may sound...i got inspired by the 'proxy-war' at Kargil...my dads in the army and i guess that has played a major role. This one s dedicated to all those soldiers who laid down their lives for a great cause......

Kargil Heroes

The day began
and the telephone rang
The commander said
"You have to fight
on the hills,
for our Motherland..."
Thus it began
the saga of valour
Bravery and courage
on the icy heights of Kargil
for the country's honour
until they finally
routed the enemy
but also died for victory
Leaving behind their families
With pain and sorrow..
They gave their today
for our tomorrow.....

Bidding Adieu

2006-07-30T14:27:00.000+05:30

Myriad hues on dark yonder
Crimson blooms lay cold
Pale sheets on a lucid face
A coffin in ivory and gold..

Creatures of the night
watch by in silence
Virulent zephyr behold
She lay in the silence
of the midnight hour...
So beautiful and
So bold......

Slushy depths
come calling for her
Nails shut down
on her hair...
Beauty now hidden
in a pile of mud
Life afterall's a snare....

Elysian night

2006-07-30T08:59:00.000+05:30

Gazing at stars
On a sleepless night..
The astral skies seem portals to me
Wandering through time..
Back where I once was..
Those moments; pure rhapsody..
The lingering gaze
The sensuous touch
The scent of you
The gentle embrace
All embalmed in a part of my soul..
Your absence – brings you closer to me…….

Encumberance

2006-07-30T08:57:00.000+05:30

Murky thoughts saddle the soul
Scald it black, it smoulders on…
It lay still bearing pain and scars
Wounds remain
The scars will last
Memories emanate
With smoky ash...
Shimmery scents encumber the mind
Nostalgia sets, brings back a smile
Only to convoy sadness along..
Voidness fills in another time
Alien feelings rush in afresh
Time goes on…
The soul waits on….
Till ages and ages pass on along…
Chasing a formless amorphous being
To set it ablaze,
Ignite its flame….

Denuded

2006-07-30T08:51:00.000+05:30

Standing right there
She stares at them all
A sea of faces adverse
Noonee seems to care
Blinking right back
Eyes blue brown and black
Cold bare eyes
Noone seems to care
Sinking into the abyss of despair
Her mind lay trite;
Lay naked, lay bare
Stripping her down
Scrutinizing mockery
Darkness all around
Noone seems to care....