Love in life awaits a lucky chance
For sure, it knocks the heart's door atleast once
One waits for the bell to stike in despair
Loosing all the transparent sight in the air
Love is in thickest of its form everywhere
In air, in the lovely breeze, and in every particle of life
Nevertheless the rays of it elude, leaving me in strife.
PS: Apunke Chinky ke liye intezaar kartha hua...ek munna bahi :)
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Monday, August 06, 2007
Just some crap! :-)
Poor boy
Not a new story in the store
But just another folkore
A boy, a girl and some fine moments
Is the fuzzy meaning at its core
Not so long ago, were they unfamiliar
Some force dragged them closer
Out of mind was he,
submerged in surreal world
Jingles were his sole company
Till her words filled the void, be that any
Sometimes That was like a hurricane
The rest, as they say, was all pain
All of a sudden there seemed infinite silence
Leaving the poor boy yearn for the effervescence
Nobody knows how the pain leans
Till one sees the dreams vanish, by all means.
Not a new story in the store
But just another folkore
A boy, a girl and some fine moments
Is the fuzzy meaning at its core
Not so long ago, were they unfamiliar
Some force dragged them closer
Out of mind was he,
submerged in surreal world
Jingles were his sole company
Till her words filled the void, be that any
Sometimes That was like a hurricane
The rest, as they say, was all pain
All of a sudden there seemed infinite silence
Leaving the poor boy yearn for the effervescence
Nobody knows how the pain leans
Till one sees the dreams vanish, by all means.
Monday, April 30, 2007
Potpourri
It has been a month or so since I have written a post for myself even though lot of events perturbed my mundane life and gave me ample chance to ink something. I met bunch of my good-old childhood friends on net (finally I convinced myself that internet has its own pluses). And, sharing each others Deja vu, I have been on a time-travel to the age-of-innocence. Not to self-glorify myself, I am amazed being able to recall almost all my friends names appended with thier initials too. Names, nick-names, class rankings of the individuals, whose-favourite-is-who, fun time at late evening tuitions, and what not, everything scrolled infront of my eyes in black and white picture, as good as any flash-back scene in Mani rathnam's films. Reminiscences of the past took me to a intangible real world where I played non-olympic sports like marble-shooting, enjoyed sleep under the shades on all summer mornings, listening to dracula stories from my mom and dreamt a lot about upcoming Diwali festival. Pheww! All gone as a matter of time. Seems the Paradise is Lost! But I am glad that I have regained a piece of it. Believe or not, there are atleast a heap of situational songs that can transit our soul and heart to the desired time and place. Here it goes!!
http://www.musicindiaonline.com/p/x/oBQmAVDdNt.As1NMvHdW/
http://www.musicindiaonline.com/p/x/oBQmAVDdNt.As1NMvHdW/
The next big (crappy) thing apart from writing I have been into....
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wait a second! I think I need to alert you before you move ahead.
Statutory warning: Could be as shocking as an uninformed Tsunami hitting you!
To put it simple, I am into drawing these days!!! I am not kidding :)
And forgot to say, happy labour-day!! I truly believe that any MNC employed professional has every right to celebrate this day as any other worker. Infact it applies more to us than anybody else, as most others enjoy their private time in Summer!
See you Comrades!
Comarade Union Zindaabaad!! :)
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Love-Life
Love in life awaits a lucky chance
For sure, it knocks the heart's door atleast once
One waits for the bell to stike in despair
Loosing all the transparent sight in air
Love is in thickest of its form everywhere
In air, in the lovely breeze, and in every particle of life
Nevertheless the rays of it elude, leaving me in strife.
PS: Apunke Chinky ke liye intezaar kartha hua...ek munna bahi :)
For sure, it knocks the heart's door atleast once
One waits for the bell to stike in despair
Loosing all the transparent sight in air
Love is in thickest of its form everywhere
In air, in the lovely breeze, and in every particle of life
Nevertheless the rays of it elude, leaving me in strife.
PS: Apunke Chinky ke liye intezaar kartha hua...ek munna bahi :)
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