Two Nomads

Two of us, in the rain

Stood together

As if,

Bonded by tears

Bonded by smears

Enslaved

Confined

Shackled

In this so-called institution

Of marriage

What was love once

Now feels like

Capital Punishment

There's no hate just

Boredom,

Life's no thrill just

Linear Motion

The Hurricane of love

Which took us

Heaven,

The dust of it

Settled

There's no hurricane, just

Whiff.

Stand we two

Overbored

Underamused

In face of each other

Empty

Void

Trivial

Weak

All of the stuff

Too blinded by love

To see, To feel

No contempt though

Just Bored.

Bored by reality

Fascinated once by

Love Illusions 

Nasty Delusions

Oue own Seclusion

But,

Let's begin

Once more

Like we first met

And were struck

By Hurricane.

p.s. just for the record i aint married not even close to the posibility of it any time now... the poem was inspired by a married couple i saw at a multiplex sum time ago, they seemed so bored of each other, so much so that they didnt even feel like talking to one another. i dont know much about what to say, i just know that its a sad thing to happen to anybody.

Abhinav Bindra

A bespectacled millionaire

A Golden Gun

A Proud Nation

An Immortal Glory

A laser beam focus

A rock solid determination

To scale new heights

Never scaled by any

Of the billion children

Born on this land.

The grandeur shot

A moment of honour

An overdose of fame

Praise, splendour, nobleness

Hides the

Pain, struggle, labor

You gave up everything

For Gun

For Shooting

You sacrificed the material

No fear

No distraction

Just a single aim

Numero Uno spot

The tricolour in Beijing

Was grateful

For finally one of it's son

Made it Touch The Sky

A triumphant Jana-Gana-Mana

Never felt so arrogant

To honour the gold-winner

Such Integrity, Such Discipline

The nation was spellbound

Too elated to speak

The Nation bows with

Tears of joy.

For you, our hero.

i waited for the hoo-haa around Abhinav Bindra to die so i can post his poem... the media has other news and beijing mania has died too but AB will be in history books forever..

IF MY LIFE WERE A MOVIE

If your life were a movie right now, what celebrity would get the lead role and what type of movie would it be? A drama? Documentary? Comedy? Science Fiction? Action? Thriller?

If my life, right now, were a movie it would be a Thriller, definitely a Thriller! 21 years since i joined the human race ... 2 decades of infinite entertainment to everyone who has ever been related to me in any way... First things first Akshay Kumar would definitely play the lead role ( Himesh? wht say?? do u mind ? lol!) and you know it would be nuthing less than a Priyadarshan's comedy flick!!

Cast: Akshay Kumar(me) , Jaya Bachchan(mumma) , Sushmita Sen (best friend) , Amrish Puri (dad *hehe!).

Plot: There's one dude who refuses to grow up.... his quirks his pranks and his spiritual quest to find the ultimate truth in life!! He is the plot, he is not only a protagonist but also "the situation"!

Kaushik has only one aim in life- to live "on the edge".. right on the top of cliff end. Only a rush of adrenaline can fit his definition of life... Kaushik is living life on the fast lane an it has is consequences... he is struck by lightning not once but twice.. 

How these two incidents shape up his life and philosophy... how these incidents challenge the validity of everything he hold on to.. strap on your seat belts... his journey has just become yours!

Orphan

Then I was just a

Victim of the streets

Now, Here I stand

Ruling the streets

I'm on a wild wild

Killing Spree

Giving back to society

What it gave to me

Holy hate

Now everybody's fate

Is in my hands

And this gun on your head

Deserted and dumped

On birth

I was society's burden

And responsibility

Instead I was

Abused and ignored

Now nobody dare

Overhear my call

Then, streets owned me

Now I stand here

Owner of these streets

Hungry and isolated

As a little kid

I learned by cognition

All wicked ways of

This cruel society

I didn't matter

Till I became a thorn

Better bow in respect

Or salute in fear

Call me a devil's heir

But better behave 

When I'm near.

Then, I screamed

And wailed for Help

Society is deaf, I learned

Now, they listen

For their life depends

On my every word

A Student of

Misery and poverty

Now Teacher of

Hatred and violence

You'll pay too

There's enough

Rage inside me.

MindGame

Everyday a million thoughts arise
For desires aplenty my mind cries
Illusions and delusions blind the eye
Through five senses its Maya in disguise
The cravings of Mind never end
Greed fills the heart of all on land
Face the valleys to reach the peaks
Conquering Mind is not an attribute of weak

Water cannot be split in two
Hope is Mind, Mind is Hope's duet
Active thinking the mind never rests
So many worries burneth the chest
Running in circles worry never ceases
Future or Past is where the mind is
Feeding on the bitter regrets of past
Reservoir of memories seem so vast

Watch! the Mind its subtle way
Dreams it weaves night and day
Soon the truth will unfurl
Tho' it shock you like whirl
Face it! The real will turn to unreal
Have the courage don't slip to fear
A new light on your eyes will dawn
Lord Shiva bless you with Moksha

Chritian Dior

All we want is Chritian Dior
Armani i have enuf i still want more
Gucci is what separates me and my foes
My personal invitation from Hilfiger at door
I am good enuf i dont need Giovani to roar
My style statement is a popular lore
I am the best, i am here to soar
My thoughts are capitalist to the core
I have a heart of Swarovski for sure
My feet only with Reebok hit the floor
I sweat it out for Nike its so pure
My breaths happen when Van Heusen is close
I am sold out to grand Materialistic show
My life's measured in Brands, i'm so whore.

untitled

untitled my life fades
unheard my voice fetters
lost in millions
costing in penny
untitled my life fades

utopian visions i once had
life has crushed 'em all
sweet dreams now
ugly thorns
life has crushed 'em all.

Veer Savarkar- The Hero

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Touch The Sky

I want to touch the sky
Talk with clouds
Share some secret of mine
Sing with birds
And hear them cry
Dance with God
Imbibe his vibes of might.

I want to touch the sky
Glance at earth below
A whole plantation of misery and lies
The sky's so pure
With innocence, no child can defy
Such immense splendour
No riches dare to scale it's heights.

I want to touch the sky
Listen to the wind
For they tell me it's wise
Fight with gale
It's some adventure in disguise
Aim for stars
For i still have miles to see.

Foolish Wisdom

My life is a jigsaw puzzle
Breaking free of the muzzle
Sitting alone with a zen-like calm
Destruction and demise in my palm.

Love is close, so is hate
Root deep mates, split in vain
I take refuge in Ignorance
Freedom calls with its fragnance.

More to come, more to depart
Makes no sense my wild wild heart
Life is a flux i have realised
Be a fool, there's nothing in being wise.

There's no point in point of view
Mystery around i have no clue
Dont be a slave, be a lover
Be it winter, spring or summer.

Unsung Hero

Lonely boulevard greets the unsung hero

Walking alone he accepts the silent applause

His feats had matched that of Gods

His courage made demons tremor

Only heavens witnessed the triumph of his spirit

His story is an epic untold and forgotten

Sky and earth- the mute spectators will recall

How a man once proved himself a MAN

All his glory will just be a memory

Evanescent fairy tale buried in Silence

Lonely boulevard greets the unsung hero

Unhealed wounds scream his grandeur

For once the mighty Sun bowed in respect

Flowers paid homage by blooming his way

The unsung hero of ours accepts his Fate

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Cost Of Education

The Ragamuffin boy

Picks up my study book

And attempts

To understand the alphabets

And decipher the figures

Education for him

Is a distant destination

Some fairy land description

Can you feel him?

Such helplessness and

Hopelessness of a destitute

Stripped by destiny

Robbed by fate

Is being poor here

The biggest crime?

His is just another life

Wasted.

above pic taken by me in Sec 18 Noida, the street kid was watching television from the window of a popular eatery.

Stars Are Scars

The stars above high and migh

Are nothing but tears of the sky

Alone it stands, alone it cries

Nobody to live for, for whom can it die?

Loneliness so vast even bird's cant deny

Standing alone, in a corner, quietly it sighs

Million tears to decorate still we think it smiles!

Dusk

As the sun bids us farewell
Crimpson coloured sky echoes its glory
Subtle breeze melt my heart
A snag rolls down my cheek
Hedonism is your new religion
Innocence- your only disposition
Amnesia is your new malady
Knowledge and Memories- a distant melody
Trees are greener than ever
Ranting their euphoric lustre
First few stars dot the sky
Red sky dissapears hiding as a lie
Some artist painted a moon so bright
This ain't myth, it's the beginning of night.

Podium

Every day I triumph, Every day I climb
Every day I pour everything into my rhyme

Every day I find success in there lines

Every day the world stands up for me

Standing Ovation

The podium is my only destination
They've coronated me Numereo Uno

I ain't second to none, you know

Always led the rank and files
Born to reign and to rise

Speaking truth in web of lies

I'm used to walking on peaks
Impossible is nothing

This is my education, my only seek.

Mountain View

Another day,another night

Have no reasons to fight

So many people,so many complains

Keep your words dont make me insane

Rain or sunshine treading the miles

Never cheering the laughter or cries

Silently waiting with a zen-like calm

My mind is parroting a rant

Neither hope nor motivation
Let me be my own inspiration
No road-maps no place to go

Just that i want to roar.

Why am i running this race

Ain't got any saving grace

There's a cliff here is me

Let me climb for a view to see.

Star in the making...

Thats real crazy man..... m sitting on my laptop and i discover this tiny little dot called web-cam which i had never ever used so i got my act together... and here's a clip which can definitelt win me an Oscar! Is Ram Gopal Verma looking? u knw i can play the next lead role in any of his movie..... or may be mahesh bhatt!!! u knw a struggling and a talented actor is waiting in line to be a mega star.... m so humble!!!! sometimes i envy myself for my exemplary humility.... Sigh.. Sigh..

Disposition

This sadness, this madness
My empty Mind

My ill-disposition

I run, search in vain

The answers

My Mind's transfixed

The tears never come

My eyes remain dry

They bleed inside

Trade my madness

Cure my sadness

Can you?

Wise words, do you know?

My rage, my cage

Whey love feels like hate?

Call me saint

Call me fool

I dont care for your version

I laugh at my misery

I cry at my fortune

I really dont mind me

And you shouldn't too

Leave me here

Alone and confused

Wounded

My scars, my trophies

United i fall

Alone i fly

For your love

It makes me bleed

I realise my lack

Let me dissapear

Dont debate, its too late.

p.s. photo taken by me near the ISKCON temple, Nehru Place New Delhi.

SELF-HELP TERROIST GUIDE>>>>>>>>

INTRODUCTION
A terrorist was actually a fictional character created by the American government in 1949 to help Russian schoolchildren cross the road safely. Terrorists came into life, turned out to be crazy, completely nuts, and acted as US supported nukes against the Soviet(for a while). Later (after watching the movie Frankenstein) they turned against the US. Still later, they turned against everyone else in the world including their wives, parents, and pet puppies.

DISAMBIGUATION
Terrorists are not to be confused with tourists. You can negotiate with a terrorist.

IDENTIFICATION
One can easily recognize them by their beard, “do-it-urself” suicide vest kit, the towel on their head, (which they use in emergency situations such as unavailability of toilet paper) and an AK47. Some say “one man’s terrorist is another man’s freedom fighter”. That’s completely true as long as the other man is a lameass terrorist himself.

Here are some ways to identify them at different places:

In the loo—If you find an unflushed potty or if you smell sweat mixed with ElPaso perfume, then be careful, there might be one around.

In the metro trains—If you find an abandoned piece of luggage, run for you life, don’t try to be a hero unless you work with the bomb squad.

In Hyderebad(India)—If you bump into a guy, beware.. there is a (very)small chance that he may not be a terrorist.

If you are scared, they already won, because the very essence of terrorism is creating terror. Activities and hobbies keep changing as randomly as the dollar-yen relation and the Fijian government, but mostly they are more or less as follows:
--Driving airplanes into buildings
--Digging burros near mountains
--Driving panzers into houses
--Forgetting suitcases in airports (u know what suitcases)
--Claiming responsibility for any explosion caused anywhere
--Shouting “JIHAD” (whatever the hell it may mean)
--Getting caught
--Committing suicide

PERSONAL TOUCH
Name: Terrorist
Father: Sam...( 'Uncle Sam' that is)
Mother: N.Korea
Birthplace: Afghanistan
Religion: Haha... u gotto be kidding
Sex: hardly once a year
Marital Status: married 14 times and still looking
Children: So many

Koi tan dukhi.koi mann dukhi;

Koi dhan bin rahat udaas;

Thode thode sab dukhi;

Ek sukhi Ram ka dass.

I Melt

I Melt

I don't know you and me

There's only exist exist a 'we'

Where do 'you' begin and 'I' end?

I Melt

Don't know what I should name this

But this is what becoming one is

Sealed by a kiss

I Melt

Am I you or are you me?

Am I sane or is this insanity?

Illusions of egos and personality.

I Melt

Like colours mingle and concieve

You and me have become one to recieve

A union of souls for heavens to see.

Little Kid And Frog

A little Frog leaps and jumps

The little kid runs and chases

The frog is no longer a frog

Frog is an event, an occasion

A celebration

A happening

For me the frog is still a frog

But for the new kid, his new eyes

The unadulterated mind

Celebrates the existence of frog

And through his eyes

I re-discover the frog

Like I once did

When I was as new as this kid