Monday, November 15, 2010

Aye Can I hear you !!

Feels like my brain's hooked
And an empty mind wanders
around a dazzling campus
lush greens and labyrinths of hope
thousand minds, thousand thoughts
Silent Roars and Still moves
Thousand commands, committed troops

Lights and mikes
Ramp walks and awesome curves
Rock bands and long hairs
they're still alive at Decibelz Ten
beats and licks, hippy hips
Clapping hands and dancing feets
Sexy Grooves at thousand watts
and KK -- KK -- Kay Kay
What a rocking show that was!
Ahh! I can feel it all
Kuruk-Glady-Skil-Spardha & Helios
The shouts still ring in my ears
I still feel the pulse
the launch booms and goosebumps
The awesome games and
woah ! awestruck participants

hundred meetings and myriad voices
Four tall men and their hundred faces !
Half a thousand minds into
a thousand tasks
And yes we get all the time
to still party our way to a
glorious Xpressions
Two thousand and Ten

Wasn't it party & fun time all the way
Common I can hear CRs buzz
and the thunders across all ears
Who's guarding them nights long
where do we carry our lappy's now
They not gonna stay in our rooms
Where do we do all the masti
while still at work and deadlines to meet

The mind boggling flashes and
blinding crackers
And the festivities and busy bugs
I am gonna miss them
Aye Can I hear you !!!
Aye Can I hear you life long !!

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Trails left behind ..

You have tried enough
To be like the one you just heard of
The one blessed you thought
written a fortune signed by God
Luminaries of stage and screen
Dressed in their best camouflage
Bloated up, with sapphire sarcasm
content at the cheer and clap
And this day has come
We realise our destinies
The flower head on our fat pots

Let's get back to the old rocks
Like a storm blown over
Dance to the wee hours -
mock at the clocks
Let's roll and rock till time ends
listen to the humble ruck
to their misdeeds, their moments of truth

The cabal of aides that locked my mind
Let me share a smile,
give a hand to the kind
Let's listen to the water drops
The cries and silly laughs
We never cared about

Let's feel the soil of -
endless cultures confered upon
The fragile hands of their supports
Let's spare a mock
And afford a peek into the
Scads of endless dust on our
thinly burnt lust

Let's spare the infinite minutes we spent
burnish our camoufalged skins
rather gage at the contours
Things we have had, things we could have
Strewn lie my slim pickings
Let me spare a glance at them
Their irrelevance or lost importance
Let me drown it to the ages

Let us shed the premonitions
Shed the fucked up lies
Let us merry, let us party tonight
For all that was worth the fight
Let's joke the day off
Amidst earthly skins and humour chins
Let me jump out of my cube
I wanna dance and drown
I wanna party my failures
That I left behind ..

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Reflections ...

I have long been out of posting. Sometimes, I do wonder what could be the reason. I have heard of and myself experienced this writer's block. Never much believed in it though. I think that people who write sincerely are as honest as expressive to their writing. As they say, it is easy to read an author's thoughts from his/her books or writings, the typical tone they lend to their protagonists, the style of writing, the dialogies of the various characters, plots, etc. But again, the same would be with other artists like a musician, a filmmaker, an artist, even a sportsperson! Yes, if you closely observe almost any person, you can often see the symptoms speaking out from their actions in their day to day life like the way they operate a computer, the way they wash their car, personal habits, in their communication with other people, their attitude towards a failed plan, their reaction to a daily life dissapointment like the wash guy failing to get the ironed clothes in time in the morning, etc. Let alone their creations or productions. They obviously are something that the person is very good at. So they do speak volumes about the person.

But when I think sportsperson, I tend to think of certain strategy sports requiring individual skill more than team skill like chess, bridge, poker, billiards, golf. Because in a team game, the spirit is very different. You wear a team character and a spirit and attitude typical of the team. Since I have personally observed chess games and know the kind of people they are in their daily lives, I presume with certain degree of possibility that almost all the chess players exude similar behaviour off-game like the people I did observe did. The mathematical induction may not be accurate but can we refute this by proof of negation.

Seriously, did you ever find a chess player who possesses characteristics unlikely of a chess player like say impatience or compulsive behaviour? This is not a rhetoric question rather an open ended one that I pose so that I gain a broader perspective. I have never watched golf, so I am not sure if Tiger Woods did play for the holes with an amount of risk he took in his personal quest for them !! I would like some comments on that so as to know if my inclusion of golf in the list & the very presumption is justified.

Well, coming back to my not posting anything off late, I think though seldom but things hardly did urge me to write anything. Many things to write about certainly but they just could not push me hard to get to this text box! And now when I have taken this long a break and come back to my own posts, I can find and sense a lot of naivety in certain lines, certain metaphors and similes I find silly and many times a better writer I can be, I realise. Did help me. Yes. These minute observations I was not able to do then. May be, most of my readers could sense that, but unfortunately I do not have a sizeable and dedicated reader base for genuine comments and suggestions to come through. I always welcome criticism, constructive or destructive; so I would again like anyone who comes across any post of this blog to spare a kind moment and send back a suggestion or two.

When I look back to my older posts, those that relate to a particular infatuation of sort- all the love poems; I realise now that though this lady was far from true love or any such hallucinating relationship levels. But may be she was a figure symbolic of this mystic lady that I would fall for. A stretch of my imagination and a real figure for that stretch ! I do not for sure know. May be that.

Well, a piece of my mind to share. So, back to writing, typing faster, I have expectations to put forth some expressions, some thoughts from frequently here. I have always tried writing songs than poems so I could lend them a music and they find some better and exciting ways of expression than just words in html or on a page! I am still somewhat confused with the punctuation marks :) I am sure I will improve. So that's the challenge. Let's see.

Thanks a ton to all my readers and followers, most of them old school and college friends, relatives, people at work, friends of friends, etc. I hope you follow my blog, on the button atleast so you get a New-post alert and save me some effort :)

Wish you the best of the new work year ahead and all the happiness.
Good luck.

Saturday, January 2, 2010


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