Your beautiful smile...

The coolness of the moonlight
That shines in the dark blue sky tonight
Is trying hard; unsuccessful though
To create the magic
Like your smile bestows

The moon out there is trying hard
To give its best
But its efforts are scarred
Creating magic is not that easy
And whatever it does ends bleakly

But one thing the full moon
Out there doesn’t know
The lord made you much before
And since then has sat and reclined
To enjoy the beauty that he defined!

The Crossroads

Stuck at the crossroad again
Don’t know from where it came
I skipped all the paths
I had taken before
To be cautious this time
But the new way that I found
Although different in appearance
Leaded me to the same point
Without any finite ends
Without any good choices

I am ended again with the same troubles
I am ended again with the same problems
I am ended again with the same miseries
I am ended again with the same indecisiveness
I am ended again with the same situation
Which I wanted to avoid
Which I wanted to run away from
Which I wanted not to face
But Stuck at the crossroad again
Don’t know from where it came

LAFS

Who believes in love at first sight?
I didn’t; its true
But then when you walked; passed by
Questions were raised in this purview

The first time I saw you
The glint in your eyes blinded my soul
Your dad was also around
So I had to just control

When we crossed our paths
The very next day
The smile you throwed
Played inside me Bob Marley’s reggae

I wanted one opportunity
And I got that night
Chatting with you
Trying to get a “healthy” insight

You told about your birthday
I thought I would surprise
Trying to make an impression
Dammit I forgot there were other guys

In search of more time
Couple of days ran through
Every night in that baddy court
I never did find you

The way I first messaged
I didn’t go by the rules of the game
I was desperate and
My anxieties got my logic tamed

The way things went ahead
I got so confused
To do or not to do
That night I sent the message and snoozed

The very next morning
Uncertain of what the future holds
I wrote this poem
The entire situation behold

I don’t know what will happen
Henceforth and may
But my idea is to read this poem
Sitting besides you one day

This dream one day
May govern my entire life
But my question still remains
Do you believe in love at first sight?

Gift

Wanted to give something special
I sat to think what to do
Not many things came to my mind
And the time just flew

Wondering what can be done
Ideas just didn’t brew
Your friendship means so much
Hence this I couldn’t blew

To give you something special
I had to come up with something to askew
It had to be my style
And something I am much into

Books are something I love
I guess you always knew
This story I always wanted
You to read and review

Its about friendship
Ours was in my purview
I hope it last forever
And we never say adieu

Our "Best" Tie

This tie maybe more colorful
But the “tie” that bonds us is much more longer
This tie may touch very soft
But our “tie” is harsh and much more stronger

This tie will bond you
To things that you always wanted or not
But I know for sure
Our tie has always been the one
That liberated each one of us

This tie may fade away one day
But our tie will shine on even when it will grow older!

Our little fights

Throughout Day and throughout the Night
Ours talks were random but never polite
The way we both put our side
Looked like a big armored fistfight
The discussion took less time to ignite
You with you and I with might
But one thing for sure we both realized
It was always fun and our rite

With you now gone out of my sight
It will take me some time to respite
Whatever I do, despite
Things will become a little offwhite
Those fun and times in my hindsight
Tell me now
With whom am I now going to fight?
With whom am I now going to fight??

The dying art of conversation

Face2face--Letters--Telephone--Emails--Chats--Scraps--Status Updates--Tweets--?

As time has passed by we have seen a lot of development around us. The above line is best example of the chronology of development that has been witnessed by us. From the era when writing letters were the most convenient form of communication we moved to the invention of telephones which changed the world drastically. By telephone we were able to contact and communicate with any person living anywhere in the world. However if we thought at that moment that telephone was the greatest invention that we had then what would have said about the internet?

The internet was again able to drastically affect our communication patterns. First came the email. This gave us the feel of a letter but one which can reach a person instantly. It was faster in travelling that even a telephone. Further updates to the technology like chats and social networking really changed the way we communicate in a world today. It helped us to not only select with whom we communicate but also deselect people with whom we don't want to! While writing this down today there is only one thought in my mind. What will happen tomorrow? What would be the new form of communication that I would be using in my day to day life?

But the technological development not only changed how we communicate but also how "much" we communicate? Imagine the endless face to face communication we use to have to the status updates which are generally much much smaller in comparison. Or remember the length of the letter that we might have received atleast once in life, which surely ran for pages, to the 140 character tweets that we receive today. So the technology change is not only affecting the medium of our communication. It is also affecting the message of the communication. The message which has always been the centre of communication. The one that matters the most is being changed and twisted to support the medium that we use. What makes me worry is only one thought. Is this what we really wanted? Technology is always looked as something which makes our life easy and simple. But can we afford a simplicity which is affecting the subject. Is Simplicity elimination of complexity?

What I feel is with the message being changed is affecting our ability to communicate which results in lost of motivation. I still remember the endless talks I use to have with friends who were in USA telling them about what was happening in my life and knowing about theirs. Then we started chatting everyday and letting the other person know about all the details of our day to day life first hand. It felt like tremendous power. You know about something that happened with the other person on the very same day. As we knew all of the things about the people then what started happening was during telephone conversation we were stuck by the "Aur Kya?" syndrome, which I personally feel is the worst kind and the most dangerous syndrome. It is the syndrome when you don't have much to talk to the other person and have lost the motivation to talk. But you cannot hang up because you just cannot.

The power of twitter and other social media is to give us updates about the ones we care and also about the ones we don't instantly. But this is fueling more to the Aur Kya syndrome! I feel this is making our conversations very hollow as well as shallow! Conversations have been the most important form of entertainment that has made us survive for so many generations. This is what distinguishes a man from not only animals but also from other men. What we have not realized is that over years all these developments have acted like slow poison. No doubt it has helped us in many forms but the end results if we see is not something that we ever wanted!

You

I searched all the way
And fought through the night
But couldn’t really find
The shine that lay in your eyes

The bright sun of the day
With the snow so white
But couldn’t really find
The warmth of your smile

The cool winds that play
Shivers me uptight
But couldn't really find
The sweetness of your sight

And everything around me in someway
Carries on just like my plight
But couldn't really find
The YOU of my life!

Time

Time ticks, Days fly
Month swings, Years passby!

The ticking of the clock
Makes me wonder sometimes
Do I understand what is says
Or its just sound of chimes
Round and round it goes
Making all the things sublime
Before I do realize
The time has ticked, begrimed

The flying of the sun
Is different sometimes
Days run behind the nights
Both together make the rhythm of the chime
The speed with which they pass
Raises the trouble slowly and sublime
Before I do realize
The day has flyed, begrimed

The pace of the swinging calendar
Affect the things around sometimes
One goes two goes and third is gone
Disturbing the harmony of the chime
The pace with which it turns
Catch your breath in manner that’s sublime
Before I do realize
The month has swung, begrime

The passing of the years
Makes me look back sometimes
So many things all planned
Fell apart like the broken bells of chime
If given another chance
Would have done differently but not sublime
Before I do realize
The years passed, begrimed

Time ticks, Days fly
Month swing, Years passby!

Pussy in IMT N

The night of uruguay-ghana match had unrealistic endings. The circumstances were out of control not only in Africa but also in IMT Nagpur hostel!
I was watching the match and my room mate was sleeping in the room. So i had to leave the door titled and not closed. After the match was over I came to my room. Closed the door, changed clothes and went to bed. Suddenly after some time i hear some crazy noises. I suddenly got up and switched on the light. And suddenly i saw her in front my of bed on the table. She was looking at me and at her first glance i just jumped up off the bed. To give you a brief about her she is always seen around our hostel. Roaming here and there. We had crossed paths sometimes but with not much interaction.
But there she was suddenly jumping of the table. She looked at me and cried! I got nervous. Didn't know much what to do!With jerk reactions i just got up and opened the door. Took my shoe and throwed it on her. She cried a little and also frowned and left the room in an instant. Being hurt just before leaving she looked at me and shouted "meeeeaaaaaaaahhhhhhuuuuuuuuu"!!So by the end of my first week here I finally had a pussy in my room!!

In name of Honor

Today morning in the news paper I read about the killing of one of the journalist in Delhi. Previously it was assumed to be a suicide as she was found hanging in her own house. But when police tried to uncover the story they came to know that this was actually a murder. The culprit behind this was her own parents. The journalist actually had an affair with one of her batch mate in college and wanted to marry him. She was also supposedly pregnant with his child. But the guy was from a lower caste and so her parents were not agreeing to this marriage. The parents however argued that they had to protect their honor. This brutal and sad story made me think what could be the state of the mind of a father doing such a thing. Tried to pen down the dialog, that maybe the father would have wanted to say.

My Gurl, My Gurl

How do you do?

I know there were less troubles

The time when you grew

I gave you all the teaching

A wise man could prove

But the things that you did

Were very gruesome and untrue

Outside in the world

You started bringing your own cues

You questioned the rituals

And other people’s purview

The shape of the society

You started to askew

You actions left me scattered

With only consequences left for review

So I have to sit down

And question my own virtue

For all the things I did

Now hovers like a taboo

Everyone questions me

And think I am your lieu

Hence I have to do something

For my own rescue

Your shameful deeds

Had to be outdoed

I never wanted to but

Options with me were very few

I had to protect my Honor

For that I don’t rue

Old will always be there

There is really no place for the new

My Today

Every morning I get up with two thoughts in my mind

The demons of the past and what lays ahead in time

In this tussle of past and future my present is left behind

But now I have decided to make things a little less sublime

What has gone,has gone and happened in its prime

No use to sit back,cry and question all the time

The lessons learned the hard way but now need to wind

But today's chapter is still open so let me commit my crime

What will happen,will happen it is He who sings the rhyme

There ain't really no stitch that can save the nine

No matter how hard i think or try the control is not mine

But today's chapter is still open so let me commit my crime

Yesterday affects today affects tomorrow and it works in this outline

There was a today in past and it will again be used for future to define

So the crimes committed today are only for that frame of time

And when you carry it forward you cry forever and whine

Ash ko mein...

Yuhi kuch sawaalo ke jawab

Dhundta phirta hu main

Ash ko mein jeeta hu, dosto

Ash ko mein palta hu

Kyu, Kab, Kaise, Kaha

Jaanne ki tamana rakta hu

Par jaan kar aakir inka karu kya

Issi soch mein har waqt bikarta rehta hu

Chahu agar tho har sawalo ke jawab khoj du

Par unka saamna karne se thoda darta hu

Ash ko mein jeeta hu, dosto

Ash ko mein palta hu

Kafi waqt guzaar gaya

Bhag bhaga mera sab kuch bhigad gaya

Thehrav sa aa jaye

Kismat bhi ullaj jaye

Sabhi ko suljane ki himmat rakta hu

Ashko mein jeeta hu, dosto

Ashko mein palta hu

To let go

Ten thousands stars

And beneath I lie

Wanna snatch one down

But away it flies

No matter what

How hard I cry

Times change

But that hope never dries

A day will come

When my tears will shy

I don't want to

Still I ask myself Why

But I promise one thing

Before the goodbye

Will move on till again I fall

And again I try

Beyond the Secret

Today i will tell you

One very important secret

For all the good and all the bad

We are ourself the culprit

So lets not stop for the past

For the future to come today has to exit

Don't wait for someone to raise the curtain

Cut the threads and release the puppets

All the choices to be happy

Nothin is hidden but served in palate

All you need to do is make your choice

And then make it a habit

There is more to life..Beyond the Secret

God,III

You told me about God
And the concept of pain
And I Believed

You told me about Nutopia
And the county I never imagined
And I Believed

You told me about the Mind
And the games people play
And I Believed

You told me about the Truth
And the way people make it sick
And I Believed

You told me about the Karma
And the instant it gets you
And I Believed

You told me about Peace
And giving it a chance
And I Believed

You told me about the working Heroes
And the agony they control
And I Believed

I Believed it in all
And followed you around

And then one day
I heard from you
“I don’t Believe in Beatles
Yoko I only believe in You"

The reality you said
Is “I Believe in Me”

Stuck me hard

And so I agree

From now on

I will change all my Beliefs

I also want to be a Hero

But I won't follow you
From Now on, anymore
I don’t believe in You

Hold on

As days passed by
Things will change
Your magic over me
Will never be the same
I know it's a struggle
That I'll have to face
But getting over it
Is today my aim

Choice

Of all the decisions that were made
Some gone my way and some away
But one thing is common to all
I had a choice to do it or not

Of all the choices that I made
Somewhere or the other I had to trade
Some brought happiness and some fun
And many times everything was left undone

Then I use to think a lot
Regret of all the things that were lost
How different would the things have got?
If only I had the other choice bought

This helped me to relate
Blaming others I need to dissuade
For everything that I paid
Was because of the choice that I made

And so today I sat I thought
What if
For all my actions
If I had never fought
How different would have
Been my life
If I never really had a choice!

Category

I really don’t understand one phenomenon that is something which is much known to us humans. It is one thing that we love to do. Always without fail. And that’s discrimination. Its something which comes to us as an instinct.

Don’t we love to do that? We have discriminated between humans on basis of anything and everything. Discrimination has been a part of human history. There has been discrimination on basis of caste, creed, religion, race, nationality, earning, boundary, etc, etc, etc. I actually cannot think of anything on which there has not been any discrimination.

What is this discrimination? What I believe is discrimination is a feeling or a state of mind. But discrimination is also very much like a parasite. It requires something over which it grows. We always need things over which we can discriminate. I am not trying to reason out discrimination here. It is very difficult to eliminate it. But we can always have control over it. For this control we need to find out certain aspects of discrimination.

What is important is to understand the thing over which discrimination is done. Discrimination can be done over things which can be of two types. And I feel of only two types. One is on basis of natural things or nature given things and another is on basis man made things. This thing also helps us classify discrimination. So discrimination can be classified in these two categories: Nature given discrimination and man made discrimination. To give a very very few examples:
Nature given:
1.Discrimination based on color of skin. You can be white, black, brown, etc.
2.Discrimination based on physical condition like certain diseases or defects.
3.Discrimination on basis of boundaries that is commonly known as patriotism.
Man made:
1.Discrimination based on religion, caste, creed, etc
2.Discrimination on money
3.Discrimination based on philosophy

People might question this categorization. But this categorization helps us in reasoning things. To give an example of this what I feel is that the nature given discrimination will always be there. It is something over which we have no control. But man made discrimination is something over which we have a little bit control. Take an example of religion. Religion is something thought to a person. It is part of his upbringing. So its useless to discriminate people over religion. If the same person was thought about different religion and in a different way then he would have followed different religion and that discrimination won’t hold true. So what I feel is that we waste our time and our energy discrimination over man made things. Discriminating over nature given things might seem a little logical in comparison. Like discriminating a person over color of skin is a little bit logical. It is something that u cannot take away from someone. If a person is black he is black. If another one is white he is white. But then what’s the use of discriminating over something which we have no control. So what we need to understand is this:
1.Nature given discrimination is useless as we have no control over it. So what’s the use to discriminate over it?
2.Man made discrimination is something which is not permanent. It is something which can be changed or untaught. So what’s the use discriminating over?

In short there is no use of this discrimination at all. But then it will be difficult to remove it completely. I feel that no matter how much ever we teach humanity and its principles it will never go away. Hence we need to control them. For controlling discrimination we need to reason with them. And for this reasoning we need to categorize them.

What Year is it?

Yesterday while reading the newspaper I came across an article about the Samajwadi Party’s manifesto for the general election this year. Well I know that most of the manifestos are bull shit and whatever is written hardly gets implemented. This has been followed religiously by our political system for ages. But after reading certain points of this manifesto I was completely stunned. Stunned is the word that describes my feeling precisely. To share a few points that are present in the manifesto:
1. Ban of English language as a medium for all government institution and activities.
2. Ban of English medium schools in the country.
3. Promotion of Hindi language as a common medium in all of India
4. Ban of usage of Computers in Government offices, companies etc.
5. I don’t remember the point exactly but it said building of X nos of temples, Y nos of mosque, etc

Well the SP party has provided many justifications for all these points. What they feel is that English language and computers are the two main reasons because of which we have a lot of unemployment in India. They feel that since many people cannot talk in English and don’t know to operate computers they don’t get jobs for which they might have qualification and capabilities. So they want to target this. They feel that the solution for this is to remove English language’s use. So they want to first remove its usage in communication in government offices and companies and later in private sector. And they feel that Hindi should be promoted more as a one language for India. Same is their theory with computers. They feel that computers first take away certain jobs for humans. If we remove computers then jobs will be done by humans so that will reduce unemployment. They have pointed out that the current state of the world and all the financial problems can be solved by these measure. And some that cannot be solved needs to be solved spiritually. So they want more temples and mosque in India to get India out of trouble today and in future.

After reading this I could believe what I was reading. How can people today take this crap from anyone. I cannot imagine what would be the psyche of the person who wrote this manifesto and people who support it. I seriously don’t understand how do these people get the balls to put up such a thing. And what is funny is this is not some small party. It is a party who are contesting for 400 odd seats and do have a probability of winning the elections and ruling India for the next 5 years. I seriously don’t find words to express my feelings.

In the end I just want to know one thing. The last time I slept the year was 2009. What year are we living in now?