lOsT...

I am Lost,
And I wish I knew what I was lost in
I dont know who I am,
And where this road leads me to.

Yes i wish i was different,
I thought I was,
But the sad story is ,
That I am not,
Just like the others,
I have the same story,
I have lost my future
And also my history.

My own rules defies me,
pretension is what underlie me,
I wish i could show my emotion,
But smile is what I should do,
That is what I am supposed to.

The meaning of everything had changed,
Everything that i wanted to be now seems all strange,
The life that I dream of is now rearranged,
I wish i knew the slumber i am in,
I know I am lost,
But dont know what I am lost in....

Gone..

everything will be left behind
i wnt be there and nothing would be mine....
but remember i will always look down on you making sure that you are fine.......
you will grow old alone like a fine wine........
i wont be there everyday to see you dine.......
everything i will leave when i will pass the line......
there would be no me and everything will be left behind........

soon my time would end....
the life i had would bend....
something i knew that you could never comprehend....
i leave behind a world where i could never blend....
you will find someone to replace me as a friend.....
and he will be something who is god send.....
and soon ill part and my time would end.....

everybody moves on.....
nothing would be stuck to me as i would be far gone...
away from this world away from the pain....
away from all the sorrow and away from all that i could have gained....
away from everything and the life in which i was chained....
away from the happiness which once reigned.....
when i will be gone everything will once again be all the same......

Freckly Freckle!!!

You came to only disappear

Loosing you was my biggest fear

You said, you promised that you will stay

And pick those wild flowers from the dirtiest hay

I wish I had more time with you

To see you

Hear you

And feel you too

But then you kept me the in the dark

And let me alone in the stark

You made me promise to not cry

I told you that I would try

I’ve tried my level best to not shed a tear

How will I live is what I fear.

All I have are a few photos and silly memories

I can’t even hate you for your treachery

Oh freckly freckle I love a ton

You promised in the next birth you would be my son

I will miss you dearly

You could see it in my eyes very clearly

Now I beg for you to haunt me

I know you loved me

I know you’ll love me.........

The East India Co. Reigning Again....

East India Comapy also known as Company Bahadur, The comapny which ruled India for 200 years stared as a merchants association in London by then Queen Elizabeth, The comapny started of as a merchants association to travel across teh world and bring back Tea, Coffee and other goods back to west but it became the imperial represntative in india by building a huge fleet of ships, arms and ammunations, and was nationalised in 1874 with its head office in Calcutta, India.

The company holds a strong place in Indian Modren History and has faced manier anti -company movements in its time by the famous freedom fighters of the country like Mahatma Gandhi, Pandit Nehru, Bhagat singh and the several thousand other people who were responsible for the countrys freedom and having its own constitution, technology and infrastructure. The compay was boycotted on manier occassions and there is a huge amount of hatred for the company in India and its allies.

The comapany on 15th March 2010 was to be relaunched by an indian Mr. Sanjiv Mehta who bought the company in 2005 by making an investment of $15 million. The company was to be reinstated as to deal with the luxury goods like food, clothes, real estate, health, hospitality and the likes. The comapny also plans to enter India as a luxury line for the Good food, hospitality, health, real estate and the likes.

The question arises will the brand which is most hated in the country will do well with an owner who is a mumbaikar who did what no Indian could achieve that is rule the very same company which ruled us, our parents, grandfather, great grandfather and great great grandfathers, or the company will face the proactive nature of Indians and will be disliked before it enters the Indian Sub continent or the comapny will face the same fate that it faced 70 years back. Inspite of the owner claiming that the comapny has repositioned itself and took about 4 years to reposition itself.

The fate of the company will surely be decided by the likes of the politics, the oppsitiono wins or the ruling party.
Whatever said and done, we indians proove that we are best at anything we do amd Mr. Sanjiv Mehta has prooved it.

Wishful Retard....

I wish i was mentally ill
So that i could pop in that pill
I could do whatever i feel
Even if its taking out the banana out of its peel
That block in my head i never what it to heal
So that mercilessly i could kill and kill
I would push that chick in high heel
Trip on her and tell the time to still
And Click a mental image of her
Cuz she certainly looks like cher
She so cant be my bunny
As She looks a little too funny
With a slim waist a big bosom
Like a lotus in the dirt she blossom

I wish i was mentally unstable
So that i can watch weird porn on my cable
That features a horse in its stable
To be different from the world
and pull pigtails and curls
earn the sympathy from the world
i could throw up on your face and fake the puke
cuz you just won a drinking match by fluke

i am lucky to be retard
cuz the worries are just like another fart
i wish everybody was mentally ill
so they can justify the earth and why it was killed.

Dilema!!!!

I don't know where to go
I am lost, in the journey of life
I don't know what to do
Cuz i don't know how to

just relax and give it time
time is something that i don't have
i think its slipping by
i feel like i want to die

There are moments that shake you up
but u yourself are not aware
which one was that, that moved you away
was it the one in which i sway
or was it the one in which you sway
the duality of life kills me
The existence that used to thrill me
i have lost it somewhere i don't know
i don't where to find and where to go
and if it has to be this way
I've given up and walked away
on myself
my tears have all dried up
the fears are all gone away
i wish i could cry
i had to try
the water is lost from my eyes
this part of me
i want to feel
the dried up wounds i wish it heals
i guess this is required
before that gunshot fires..

The Smoke Up Effect...:P

Butterfly Butterly what did you do.
Butterfly Butterly i flew into you.
Butterfly Butterly dont go to sleep.
Butterfly Butterly i can feel you so deep.
Butterfly Butterly then what happend?
Butterfly Butterly you came and you went.
Butterfly Butterly there's no one in house.
Butterfly Butterly come play with my mouse.
Butterfly Butterly my mouse is so big.
Butterfly Butterly and the cheez;s gonna be thick.

Terrorism, A biggest threat??

I was sitting in my room and thinking about all that has been going around in the world. The terrorist attacks, the president saying something, the other countries president replying to the other president and I was wondering is it that big a threat?
Today after an attack people give condolences for the ones who died and for the ones who fought. I got an invitation to one such party for 26/11 attacks and I was happy that yes humanity has not been forgotten.
Then obviously like usual when I sit alone and ponder I realized is terrorism a bigger threat than poverty, is terrorism a bigger threat than the inhumane nature of the people, or is it a bigger threat than global warming, or is it the bigger threat than the people, is terrorism a bigger threat than diverse cultures over which people fight inspite of people knowing that there is only one god which resides in every human being, is it a bigger threat than slavery or is it a bigger threat than the atrocities done on women , even bigger than the infeoticide, and also bigger than the killing of animals because we humans want to taste something exotic wear something exotic for which we have killed an animal and walk around with a license in our pocket.
Obviously I think terrorism is bigger, because it gives us a reason to hate Muslims because apparently we think every muslim is a terrorist or every terrorist is a muslim. And also for a reason that the opposition party can blame the government and recruit more people for their vote bank and ofcourse we citizens of India are fooled by these cheap antics of politics and over representation of the manipulated media.
Now we as humans don’t want to look into ourselves as to what role do we have in running a country or towards other fellow citizens, or we don’t like to pointed on when something somewhere goes wrong so obviously lets be on the safe side and play the blame game because it’s easy and obviously a very right thing to do. Not only that but we also don’t want to accept the fact that we can be wrong because no humans are always right in whatever they do. So yes blaming the government for everything is right, spreading poverty is right and especially use of chemicals that destroy and harm the environment is right, killing of animals is a good thing to do because they taste nice. Terrorism is something which is an easy target to prove that everything we are doing is right and the government cannot protect us. Obviously because we can’t accept the fact that because we can’t respect and protect the place we live in on a personal note so we can pass the baton to the governing bodies and also hate the terrorist as how can they kill humans.
So my friends lets console those who died protecting us and those who just play the blame game and 

play a safe a best.

Yeh Zindagi Hai..!!!

Yeh zindagi hai dost
Jaane kitne log aate hain
Kuch badalne
Aur kuch badalke chale jaatein hain
Koi ata hai apni kushi se
Koi jata hai khushi se
Ek pal mein dard de jaate hain
Yeh zindagi hai dost samajh isse

Yeh zindagi hai dost
Koi ata hai rukne ke liye
Koi kaam karke gayab ho jata hai
Koi deta hai khushi
Aur koi gam ka pahad tod jata hai
Yeh zindagi hai dost samajh ise

Yeh zindagi hai dost
Kisi ko hum yaad rakhte
Koi hume
Koi humpe kuch udhar chod jata hai
Koi ata hai ek umeed banke
Koi humse hi umeed le jata haiYeh zindagi hai dost samajh iseKoi hume gam mein hasna sikha jata
Aur koi kushi mein rona
Koi kuch pana
Aur koi khona
Khoi hui cheez ko lauta jata hai koi
Koi humse kuch cheen ke le jata hai
Yeh zindagi hai mere dost samjh ise
Koi hume yeh zindagi hi samjha jata hai..

The Lost Meaning.....!!!

While walking in a mall I saw a young kid wearing super cool shorts like those worn by John Ibrahim, an Ed hardy tee, Blue converse, spiked up hair and a tattoo to add that extra oomph factor and he looked pretty decent and nice I was observing him curiously when I was in a queue to buy my tickets for Y.M.I. alias Yeh Mera India he started laughing and then he bought his tickets for Daddy Cool. After curiously watching him for another minute I overheard him telling his friend about how all the Muslims are bad and then he also pushed a small boy out of his way like a bully.

I came out of the movie amazed, shocked, and happy, I had Goosebumps after watching the movie because it left me thinking and it gave me something strong to think about. I was thinking about that bully of a kid again and I realized how he picked up things from the movies which have no moral teachings, and how he also picked up the vices from different movies but where did all the hard work of the directors go, where did the base of the movie and where did the moral teaching that the movie gave go? I thought and I thought and the more I thought about it and saw the people and the kind of lifestyle around me I observed and I also saw that things have changed and so the thought process of normal people, humanity has taken a backseat and so too the country. In earlier days my people were taught about humanity, about putting your country before yourself and people used to feel for others around them but things changed the generation changed and the century also changed, earlier our country was weak and we got invaded by the Britishers, but today if u really look at it our country is weaker and this time the invasion is not only of human bodies but also of human brains and emotions by the west. We say that our country is all modern and has given up the old systems like caste, religion and race but really have we? We probably get punished by law for any discrimination but have we stopped? We keep on cribbing that out country is not developing but what is the country made of the entire population or only a few selected people in the cabinet of in the government. Alas we fail to understand the power of cinema or media and leave out the important bits of it or simply try to ignore the moral and social teachings, we curse the world of discriminating us but we continue doing the same tit- for – tat is it? And also what we fail to do is looking into ourselves before blaming others and calling names to others. What we like is what pleases the eyes and the ears but often what pleases our ears is not what is right.So I advice to people do not only look for entertainment while watching a movie and do not always pick the vices or the skimpy dressing sense but also try and pickup something meaningful so that you give back to humanity and country what they have given you.

The Falll......

Make me fall in love
So i see the dove
Ive got nothing to giveCuz i don't have a heart

I see the billion stars
Up above in the sky.

Make me fall in love
In love with you
I wanna feel my every nerve
I wanna feel my heartbeat
Ive got nothing to give
Cuz i don't own a thing.

Make me fall in love
Cuz someone told me
That they are falling for me
I wanna reciprocate
But i don't know a thing

Make me believe
That I do have a heart
and know that it beats
Cuz I have nothing to give
I don't know what love is

Make me fall in love
In love with you
Ive written this song for you
And i don't know how you feel
Make me fall in love.

Impatience is the Virtue of LIfe

How funny I see has become the world around me and so the times now, we are now living in the world which is a stark contrast of what it was when the Tagores, Bapu and several other historic figures who thought and taught us that patience is the strongest and the most powerful weapon that we humans possess and it the patience and the resilience in the human being that takes him places by overcoming all the hurdles, and winning and bypassing everything that stands in their way. 

Today what we humans are missing is TIME, who wants to wait? Be it a Q to buy tickets for a movie, an appointment at the doctor, a meeting or even while driving ,at every turn of the road 9 out 10 people are running and trying to fit in 25hours of work in 24hours. To support all this there is a simple theory and a new idiom is coined which means that when you don’t have time then fight for it and be the most impatient person as it would not only save your time but it would also burn calories, as when you have to wait it signals and triggers the boiling anger in you which obviously comes out in the most embarrassing form for the people accompanying you , as when they are willing to wait and be polite you are the one making a nice, juicy, “more interesting than any Hindi movie” show for free. The one who accompanied you understand and knows the value of people and time. But the question is who wants to care about people. The people who don’t want to wait and are fitting for time are the people who have the maximum amount of free time in the world. I say to my friends often that I’m busy, I was caught up with things or was working when all I was doing was sitting at home and retrospecting, but I still somewhere think that patience is something that wins and would always win, just then the modern times often make rethink that IMPATIENCE IS ACTULLY THE VIRTUE OF LIFE…….

Wanted

I wanted to fly,
wanted to cry,
wanted to write,
wanted to fight,
wanted to dance,
wanted to sing,
wanted to daw,
wanted to laugh,
wanted a chance,
wanted to love,
wanted to live,
wanted to change,
but the society
din't let me do
what i always wanted to,
now i am just another sheep,
in the herd,
wanting to be heard,
to change it all,
Oh! time which has gone,
now you is what i call.....

The Fate of a Domestic Worker

I was sitting in the lobby of my house from where u keep a track of what happening in the house and then I saw my grandmother yelling on the servant we have for not listening to her in one call. It was then I wondered what is the life of a servant not only in my house but everywhere, have we gotten too used to being lazy or have we stooped so low that we inspite of being humans do not value another humans life of dignity. When I put myself in his place all I see is work, work, work and work mixed with scolding sitting on the floor and having your meals. Meals, that is the leftover of what the owner eats and when eating someone walks around the same area wearing their shoes or slippers. If that is not enough there is no off in a day and forget a weekend off rather weekends are more tiresome. If you talk to other workers who work with you in the same house u are scolded at. They do all this along with polishing your shoes and picking them up and cleaning your house and getting scolded at for petty reasons just so that they earn 2000 rupees that they can send to their parents so that their parents can sleep with full stomach, can live happily thinking that their son is working and sending them all his money for them to enjoy life if only a father could be prouder of his son and a mother admire him. 

If I were to live his life I would be rebellious, I at no cost would have let my self-respect fallen and so too my dignity. Cleaning someone else’s house, washing their clothes and cooking for them and inspite of doing so much for them I get scolded at because the salt in the curry was a little less, or get someone’s dirt from the shoe fall in my food which is not fresh but leftover. I clean, cook and wash because I am being paid for my service and I have a right to be paid but have I also sold my life and soul for a mere amount of 2000, I don’t think so then why should I let my self-respect fall and I be looked down upon by people, not only my self-respect but also put my dignity at stake. I thought that we were not slaves anymore but here my own house is a live example of slavery still existing in India and not only in small villages or small towns more so in metros of the country and practiced not only in my house but almost all the dwelling in the country.Humanity has really taken a step towards destruction but not only of nature but also of its own kind, today value of products and goods is taken into consideration in terms of value for money, but the value of life and humanity has lost. We humans have reached such a point where the socio economic divide is such that no matter how hard we try we can never alter the minds of not only the owners but also the servants.There always is a choice but the thought of my parents sleeping empty stomach because I dint work because of my dignity at stake would kill me because of the guilt, so do I have any other option? Do they have any other option??

the fate of a domestic worker...

THE MOMENT

What is at this moment?
By moment I mean a fraction of second, the tiniest of the moment which is over way before when you open your eyes after a blink. This moment has a property which is truly unique in nature, so unique that an entire creation can exist in it and an entire creation can be destroyed.

Where can you be at this moment?
This moment would remain this moment whether u are here, some other place, some other country, any other continent, moon, any other planet or any other galaxy. You can’t run from this moment, you can’t hide from this moment and you can’t even escape this moment. This moment is the only thing that is universal, describes it and yet at the same time it is just you.

Can you really run from this moment?
This moment is inevitable, what is there in it cannot be changed, but next moment is something we can create they way we want to, they we are in this moment lay the foundation of the next one. If we can be a little bit aware of this moment the next moment is a moment which you can mould in so many ways that it is not even possible to list in a page leaving you in a state of joy and bliss.

Just be in this moment and enjoy every bit of it. This moment will happen only once in a lifetime, but we spoil it by all sorts of negativity in us or being angry on something which is beyond our control, by hating someone just because of what he was doing in a particular moment.
We celebrate our birthdays and anniversaries, children’s day, father’s day and mother’s day, Valentine’s Day, teacher’s day, we celebrate days which happen every year repeatedly but we fail to celebrate something which happens only once in our lifetime making a mockery out if it. If you celebrate this moment then you would attain the state of joy, bliss calm and hyperactivity, peace and emotion all at the same time.
This moment is everything and happens only once in a lifetime. Celebrate each one and life would be pleasant and not a misery anymore.
Think about it.

THIS MOMENT IS INEVITABLE
THE NEXT MOMENT IS PLETHORE OF ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES!!!!

EK HAAN!!!

agar tum haan kardo to..
karke dikha denge..
agar tum haan kardo to..
zamane ko dikha denge...
agar tum haan kardo to...
dil cheer ke dikha denge..
agar tum haan kardo to..
sir tumhare kadmon pe jhuka denge...
agar tum haan kardo..
tumhein palkon par bitha denge..
agar tum haan kardo..
tumhei janat dikha denge..
agar tum haan kardo to...
jaan bhi de denge.
agar tum haan kardo...
tumhein aksa beach bhi ghuma denge,,,
agar tum haan kardo...

A FEW ABRUPT LINES...nvr materialised into poems

Ek Chera tha jiski muskurahat pe hum marte the, unke aason ke saath bhi humari jan nikalti thi,
Dil mein ek kashish jagi thi jab unki palkein jhok kar uthi thi,
Nazron mein thi who arzoo jo dil mein jake basi thi,

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pinjre mein band panchi pinra khulte hi itne lambe par failata hai ki aasan chup jata hai*
itni tej udan lagata hai ki sab kuch ruk jata hai
pinjre mein tha band jo ek kaidi aaj aapni ek nayi pehchan banata hai
lekin pinjre ka panchi pinjre wapas laut jata hai
kintu udne ka who anubhav nahi bhool pata hai.


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chot se dar gaya to kya
zindgi se kyun darta hai
dard to woh ehsaah hai
jo khushi ka ehsaas badhata hai
agar gum aur dard hi na ho duniya mein
to kushi ko kaun sehloata hai??

PAL

Agar karte ho pyaar kisi se...
Toh to tum palon ki ehmiyat ko samjhoge.....
Zindagi ek pal mein hi ji sakoge..
Har pal ek zindagi hai is baat ko.
aur sadgi aur sanjidgi se samjhoge .

Palon mein hi zindagi samai hai...
In palon se hi to ek zindagi ban payi hai..
Kaun yaad dilata hai un logon ki??
Jab un bite palon ki yaad aati hai.

Samet ke saare pal zindagi
Sehej payi hai...
Har ek pal ko jiketo zindagi
Yeh sajai hai..
Palon se batni hai yeh zindagi
Meine har ke pal mein ek zindagi paayi hai...

IT'S YOUR CALL

Sometimes your mind plays games with you. Sometimes only a moment can spark a fire, make or break a resolve. This is just what happened with my friend Kirti as she was travelling today morning in the usual DTC bus, 'my big yellow car' she calls it. Sitting next to a girl on the seat looking out the window, I'm sure she didn't know she wouldn't be able to attend the seminar she was supposed to at college later that morning.
As she saw a hefty uncle-turned-dude type guy moving towards their seat and clutching it for support, she must have thought as girls travelling in buses think when they see such a male specie, "Here we go again...". Sure, some letchy behviour was expected out of him and she'll have to keep an eye, but she didn't have the remotest idea about how things were goin to end up that morning.
As the bus driver jammed the brakes, in a movement of inertia, the man pressed himself against the girl next to kirti, feeling her up at all the wrong places.Kirti, witnessing this, glanced at the girl who seemed perturbed and uncomfortable, but made no signs of a protest. Well, thought Kirti, if she doesn't care, why should I? I'm not going to be doing soicial service here, and got back to staring out the window. When the God foresaken man repeated the act again, silent tears started rolling down the girl's eyes.
It was this moment, I feel, something must have snapped in Kirti's mind. Within that milli second she had decided, there just were no two ways about it. She had to fight for this girl, give her strength and more importantly sense to handle the situation.
What followed was that Kirti convinced the girl to call the police, got into a row with the molestor, proved to be the only person in the bus who agreed to give a statement against the man even though many other passengers had witnessed the scene and also managed to warn the inspector to take due action saying that she would be following up the case.
All it took was a moment and all was clear in her mind. Let us all not even wait for that moment to come. Let us all raise our vioce against injustice whether we end up being a victim or a witness. Remember it's all in the mind : submission and silence or courage and resolve

HOW YOUTH IDENTIFIES WID THE INDEPENDECE DAY

what is independence???
LITERAL MEANING: not dependent on others....
SYMBOLISES: freedom of living freedom of speech and freedom of thought...

so are we independent yet???
can we do as much as take a glass of water on our own..forget about living
are we allowed to think on our own in a place whr the thopughts are being imposed and whr the youth cannot evn decide what is ryte or wrong...in a place whr evn the rytes and wrongs are imposed and forced on ppl.....a place whr ppl are more bthrd abt what is happening in their neighbours house thn their own..and making a mockery out of sumone when their own child is doing the same thing.....where the words are foced into ones mouth and is not even allowed to speak on issues....teh younger ones are always made to keep shut by saying they dnt knw the world and they are inexperienced..is exprience more imp for living thn using ur brain and deciding forurself wat is wrong and wat is ryte. and if by chance sumone wants to make a diff. and get out of teh tradition they are abused and dishoned by their own parents.

but the youth is finally after all these ages understanding. and relising tht independence day is not jst another holiday in thier list but a day when the country was jst passed on from one hand to the othr. but to only make matters worse. a country whr one identity is lost, a country a countries developement does not count but wat counts is their own pocket and developement. a country whr you can go to any extent to become wealthy and a country whr a person who is wealthy(no matter how he gets it) is recognised. a country whr women are considered a sole of their shoe. a country whr loving is sin. a country whr all religons exists but not accepted.

the youth today fights fr its true rites and realises tht it is not one developemnt tht is important but it is teh country tht cums first and thn cums they...the youth identifies the sacrifice of ppl like bhgat singh. rani laxmi bai and other who have fought and in teh process have sacrificed their blood for the country. to make this country a bttr place to be for the future generations for thier kids and othr fellow countrymen. whr women are given equal respect and all religons are not only accepted but also preached and idolised... a country with many gods..but full of pl who preach humanity.

THE BLOODSHED IS STILL ON BUT NOT AGAINST THE BRITISHERS BUT THIS TIME IT IS AGAINST THE PPL WHO ARE SELFISH AND DO NOT BELIVE IN HUMANITY.
THE COUNTRY IS BEAUTIFUL BUT THE COUNTRYMEN DO NOT REALISE ITS BEAUTY. THEY NEED TO REALISE THT SUMTIMES TRADITIONAL THINKING IS WRONG AND EVN ELDERS CAN GO WRONG. EXPERIENCE IS NOT WHAT IS REQUIRED FOR LIVING BUT WHAT IS REQUIRED IS FREE THINKING AND OPEN MINDED TO ACCEPT THINGS AND ADAPTING URSELF TO IT.

SO THE QUESTION ARISES PPL
ARE WE INDEPENDENT YET?????