" Stolen Thoughts From My Pen...."

Peak mehendi emotions and The storm today :D yaayy !

2009-08-21T10:33:00.000-07:00

Oh this is me. Like whatever i m doing right is "fun gunjan" (reminds me of fun bobby in friends :P) haha so right now my hands are mehendi-d :D well tomoro's a family function and so I m not keeping myself out of any bit of decoration required on me.

Well we will be off delhi.. N today as has been my rule.. till 9 pm my shopping was on. Which included a talk with a mehendi walah when he was carving peacocks, fishes, check patterns, circles and curvy lines in no sense totaly. But i guess i m a very good mehendi lagwaane waali.. cause by the end of the mehendi session he told me "madam next time aayein toh salaam thok ke jaaiyega" ..hehe

(oh typing with mehendi on is so much fun)

anyway i desperatley want to prick my nose and put this strand of hair behind my right ear right now bt I cant so ..
Also when i was in connaught place around 4:30 today, filling my stomach at KFC(they dint had teh crushers and i was having a veg platter ;) ) after this despearate round of searching through chooridaars.. throght the emporium sgement i came out of KFC n i saw DARKNESS :-|

Really it was dark at 4:30 pm I looked around and everbody was running al drenched, some guy carrying his girl in his arms.. aww.. and some other getting all the more amused.. some uncles discussing "how they have never seen such a storm in there 50 years " :P (uhhuh how amusing uncle.. even i havnt in my 2o smthng life :P)

I sware given .. if i hadnt been wearing white i would have gone dashing through the storn to another block which was hardly 6 steps(jumping 6 steps) next.. but umm I did :P and oh god i was badddly drenched (orc which i had to stop at fab india and standin front of there fan for every 10 ins i wnet into the changing room)

Finally when i had reached my auto stand there was no auto.. :P how much delhi like cud this day be.. unpredicatble and stupid !
yes not finidng auto is very stupid.. I found it aftr 30 mins of constant arguing with delhi auto uncles and bhaiyas.. and i came back home at 9 ! woo woo ! :D
At home everybdy is serving me :D yayay princess !
N i m so happy :) and well this is what matters :)

15 August' 2009

2009-08-14T10:05:00.000-07:00

A flash second be granted today to me,
To an immortal past and a relevant future to be..

Streak of passive blood and a hunger for a freedom adjourned,
is where many paths combined to become one..

Overwhelmed with gratitude and epithets synonymous to it,
I salute My Mother, the treasurer of this all..

Vande Matram !!
to the souls who still shine on us
To those who are in que
and to those who long for it.. :)

For 'the times'

2009-08-11T08:31:00.000-07:00

The stale story of a miser love..
One cave, enveloping endless roads to the love destination ..
Of a time bound relationship
Of regular interruptions..

The times i missed you in the craziest moments.
Singing the tunes of our old favorites..

Of how much I have missed u from then till now..
Continues the missing of the times together.

The face of anger

2009-07-23T08:27:00.000-07:00

Shout
As so close to the ear
so it may tear, the last web of connected nerves.
But get rid of the anger,
inside u..
for it needs to break through.

Oh My God !

2009-07-12T12:27:00.000-07:00

I have been shot And its too late to realize by whom. Well already he is twenty years older (I see Y it is such a wasted life) and Now.. hello? i saw him so-oo-oo late.. sniff.. But glad to know it made me realise how a crush feels like, all over again.

"Matt Le Blanc.. !! "Right now!!" is my line of declaration for him.

Lets see without even counting the possibility of meeting him ever I just want to pass on my most desired desires to him. Twenty Two is not that bad an age to announce it right ? This man is such a Turn On . Like.. Oh My God !!
I want him Bayyyyyydddllyy !! If only heaven could care about it anymore..

Sighh.. 'I do' beleive in miracles !!

Spill the words of My Choice

2009-04-24T07:56:00.000-07:00

From a distance.. So near ..
Amongst the noises made by our hearts.
Provoked thoughts impedes me nowadays to hear u say..
All those words I have been quenching for !!
So baby, the next time you open your quivering basin of pink petals...
Which snubbed to balm anyone else...
For me.. From now..
Just make sure you make a movement in the tunes of "Te Quiero" .. Somehow !!

Sex...

2009-03-18T08:28:00.000-07:00

When The 'name' is enough.
When The only times 'lust' and 'love' are undifferentiated.
When you know the countless ways to gain 'satisfaction'.
When More then a cup of coffee, you know what is to be 'addictive'.
When its easier to Remember 'numbers'.
When you admitt being close to 'heaven'.
When 'creativity' redefines the artist in you.
When, sometimes the opposites 'attract'.
When the mutest of 'silence' is required.

When all of this come in no particular order
Then it should be close to guess.. That you know what is sex !

Nonetheless !!

2009-03-09T07:02:00.000-07:00

Stars-you
sparkles-me
chats-you
doodle-me
calls-you
conversations-me
laughing-you
crying-me
curls-you
straight-me
All-you
alone-me
Miss-you
Miss-me

Prayer

2009-01-11T06:22:00.000-08:00

Tightly shut eyes
hands clasped together
sequenced row of candles
hair tied together
down on knees and my head touching the finger tips
I descend to the feeling of rhymes
I obey the mystic of inner divine
Transcending from this age to the other
Manifesting yesterday with tomorrow
grounding each of them with today
Shedding the fears with the pain of sorrow
Smiling upon the courage with the sprinkle of happiness
I embrace all of this
to form one prayer for each day ..

"The book of love.." -Peter Gabriel

2009-01-03T06:31:00.000-08:00

This song .. has really touched me and has left me completely mesmerized. I imagine someone singing it for his/her beloved, when he/she is desperately offended or annoyed or upset with the other.
Beauty of a song!
Sure it did touch me, and touch me so deeply to have me put it here..
...

The book of love is long and boring!!
No one can lift the damn thing..
It's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing..

But I...
I love it when you read to me... !!
And you
You can read me anything.

The book of love has music in it!!
In fact that's where music comes from
Some of it is just transcendental
Some of it is just really dumb

But I
I love it when you sing to me.. !!
And you
You can sing me anything.

The book of love is long and boring!!
And written very long ago
It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
And things we're all too young to know

But I
I love it when you give me things... !!
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings...
And I
I love it when you give me things...
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings...
And I
I love it when you give me things.....
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings.
You ought to give me wedding rings.

Where?

2008-12-27T04:22:00.000-08:00

Journey back to you,
Or to hell,
Or to either ?

Each of them sounds similar to the second. Or it is more like the BUDDHA'S middle way (here to hell), in between two worlds, each worse then the words after and before it.

As for me, Well I choose none...

"I m still scared to face the minutes turning to hours,
In proximity to the aligned stars."

To have had a life like this..is what I wanted

2008-12-10T13:54:00.000-08:00

"Sweet Home Alabama"

So reviews show it was a funny movie, loads of comparisons with the people of actual south, the Yankees, not a great production and blah blah.. BUT!!! I m in love with this movie and all I desire is to have had a life like this..

... Away from the country romance.. country life.. With newness in just about everything 'we' do. Being with those same frens forever, going to a weekend jig together, and each one of us having same memories since we all are there in it. With all those share of high's and low's, of discovering the area, the people around us. Of knowing old stories related to each others, what we may call grand grand parents haha, and a virtual presence of being together, for each other.. with one 'love'.. like this all and more..

Although now with what I am and where I am, it will be a little difficult to find a childhood lover ..and a place such as this. But oh I so wish...

This movie seemed like an answer to my quest for a dozen other movies, of "WHAT NEXT?".
Here, two of them, already husband wife re-unite after seven years ! So where it was a dead end once, here was the begining of them together.

I have really lived into the moments while watching it. and I so love this movie
whosoever said romantic movies are big times turn off's well... "GO AWAY..DONT BUG ME" !!

feel lil better after writing :D !

SIGH..

Sweeet Sweeeeett Home Alabama... :) :)

BAY OF BOMBS(BOMBAY) - 27/11

2008-11-29T03:33:00.000-08:00

Bombay (I prefer attaching my association with the city's old name) turned into a "BAY OF BOMBS"..
I M IN A STATE OF HORROR , DISBELIEF AND SHOCK!

The mass killing of "innocent, unaware and the most normal" human beings in the BOMBAY ATTACK, is the most ridiculous thing, happened to India.
The target placed on HOTEL TAJ has left me to think and rethink about the post independence emotions attached with the hotel.
I m Thinking about those people who left the hotel minutes before this bloody attack!
I m thinking about those people who entered the hotel minutes before this bloody attack!
I m enveloped in the grieve cries of the families and friends who had plans for the future together
I m unable to speak for the most normal people like ME like YOU who could have been there..
I m tired now to avoid thinking about the exact scene, the people who were stuck in there, the corridors, the rooms, the walls of the hotel.
I m stuck between the voluminous sounds of bullets and granites .
I cant control the stream of tears when I replace myself being in such a situation.

Hope Bombay-iits gain "hopes" to have a peaceful many-tomorrows to come..
Hope the courage of the innocent and the bravest of the souls rests in peace...
Hope this city rises against all the odds done to it in less than a quarter of this week....
Hope the citizens of Bombay be the one to install the awakening in the nerves of a common Indian, for out ruling even the slightest of intentions of the terrorists out and out of our OUR LAND!

Day is not far when The attack of the Taj hotel Bombay will turn into TAJ MAHAL.. because ultimately the terrorists motives were to strike and hit at the "minds and hearts" of an average Indian...That day is not far..

If something has to be done, the beginning has marked itself, on its own, for us to begun.. here and now!!

Those Six Letters

2008-11-17T06:04:00.001-08:00

The lights of this coffee place were dim.
I waited for him entire evening, like other 5 times even today he dint come.
Nevertheless I paid my bill. Something which was unnatural to me for 15 years and which has become the most natural thing in past 5 years. I was waiting for the waiter to return, when my eyes stopped by a face, at the entrance, which looked familiar yet unrecognizable. This familiar face first started searching desperately for someone in the hall, when it stopped in an angle facing me!
By this time she had placed her bag on my table, her face looked tense and her body revealed that she was thoroughly pissed with something which was related to me and her. Giving her the most unplanned questionable look I asked her finally giving up my last resort to be patient

Me :"hi.. err.. do i know you".
Lady : "depends"
Me : " right, are we connected by way of work or neighborhood?"
Lady : "No" (and she began rustling through her bag zips)
Me "i cannot recognize you seriously, though you seem very familiar"
Lady: "Oh now I seem familiar to you, Y dint your ex husband showed me to you?... oh let me get this straight.. Y don't you forget and leave your ex-husband and me in peace! Y do you have to send these letters every year on your anniversary??" (saying this she threw about 6 envelopes on the coffee desk)
Those letters were the same which I had send to him, on the edge was the letter for todays meeting, rest of the five were the one which I send to him before today. I felt like a culprit. I wanted to hide my face. I was having multiple simplest excuses to tell her, I had lies and I had dialog's for her right now. But I chose to face the reality, considering not knowing how and when she got these letters.
Me : "I am sorry you got to know about this, But I still have feelings for him. I tried hard. I try the entire year to forget him, but this one day, I cant. I m sorry. But he has never really replied to any of my letters and please I m being honest he never came here to meet me. Honestly."

my eyes were burning and after resisting for a long while, streams of tears got queued up to come out. She was unsympathetic. I felt, she might just humiliate me for everything.
Lady : "I know you two never meet. I know that what you must be going through. He can not meet anyone now."
She paused.
"he is no more between us. And for this reason I came here today. I have been getting your mails, having no choice I read them each year...."

She continued for a while, without looking at me, closing her bag, she said.. "I still share same feelings for you, nothing has changed, you are the same female who broke him once and I and the one who got him back to life, the only difference is he is not between us. and thats why I came today."
she rose from her position. and left
Aghast and taken aback. I stared at those six letters.
Taking, everything which happened in past 25 minutes, bit by bit I was now away in the past of everything which I created and destroyed.
I lost, A lover who could forever had been mine, even if he had died in my arms..
I lost, A life which could forever had been treasured as being spent with someone who really loved me..
I gained an irreparable past and those six letters

Nangloi to Mumbai- Bus No.910(sayyed Nangloi) !

2008-11-12T06:42:00.000-08:00

"Jaats are really funny"
Cant say about those who are from the sub-urbs or urbs or rural areas but the Delhi ones are hilarious. And the one jaat I wanna talk bout here is the conductor of the morning blue-line I board.

He is a funny guy. He is a very funny guy. He is a very very funny guy. Leaving everything aside I think he is REALLY FUNNY.

He even asks his fellow driver to stop the bus until and unless i reach the stop(mind you its no college bus. no private bus its a BLUE-LINE). And often he discounts me on tickets.(ok these things are not funny!)

BUT TODAY HE BROKE ALL RECORDS OF FUNNYNESS! :D

This female entered the bus and said "bhaiya(brother) ye bus nangloi jaayegi"
hahah.. this bhaiya said "Na nangloi na jaaygei.. je to mumbai jaaygei" !! :P :P hahah..
saying this he abused in his harsh yet sweet jaat lingo, adjusted his shirt a little bit.
Standing next to me he grumbled something and said.. "meddem(not madam) je log chadh jaate hain apne baap ki gaddi samajh ke, ticket lene ke naam pe meddem poochte hain ye gaddi kahan jaayegi. Nai meddem aap batao.. Je nangloi likha hai saamne board pe toh Nangloi hi jaayegi na.. ki mumbai jaaygei..(abused again) !!

I don't know and I cant explain, how i managed to "kill" literally kill my burst of laughters. But I expressed my concern by giving a serious look of understanding.

he said : Meddem.... (someone called him for ticket.. he left.. n by that time my stop came)

I immediately messaged my frens about this hiliarios-tic episode ! :P
:) everymorning I meet this playful, funny and typical jaat conductor. Something to boast for a good start everyday .. sigh !

My Japanese Lectures

2008-10-22T04:33:00.000-07:00

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Kaleidoscope Heart.

2008-10-04T12:30:00.000-07:00

The Golden ray of the sun above everyones head on earth, fell on a Kaleidoscope.

That golden ray split into multitudes of beaming rays, with which a thousand mirrors inside became so bright and alive, inside the Kaleidescope. And when anyone saw those mirrors they smiled... they actually saw the beautiful symmetric pattern of that Kaleidoscope.

I m the Kaleidoscope, however that Golden ray of sun has gone.

Wherever the golden beam goes may it brings life to a Kaleidoscope.. which has only mirrors.. waiting for a Golden ray to fall on them.. !!

Upple's AfterMath (Season Three)

2008-08-23T07:16:00.000-07:00

Acknowledgment :P
Dear Readers,
I m coming out with the third season without a reason of this post. Its because of the stupendously crazy response form you people that I forced myself to acquaint you more with the KID NEXT DOOR. I also appreciate the idea of the girl(s) and boy(s) who really have brilliant schemes to testify Up-Ple for being-so-Up-ple like.
happy reading!!!

!!???READERS KINDLY!!???
A) give me more suggestions :P if u have anything n mind to do something about irritating KID NEXT DOOR..!!
B) It is advised to read the first two seasons i.e. the two posts before this one.
c) Also no body ever suggested me if i could come up with apple baskets as gifts for those who give amazing ideas to get rid of Up-ple. hmmm.. Supercoool.. aint it?
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"The country is serious about our next door neighbours and so AM I !!"- By Me

...He was on top of me.. and I was breathing hard.. so hard that i must have gone unconscious but his on and off movements made me alive every now and then.. I m sure about my emotions.. as I have never felt this way before.. I was panting and .... its disappearing.. its becoming hazy.... and now I can see his face.. I have seen his face before.. those eyes.. those. err.. orangutan like eyes.. err.. flesh dripping from each side.. and his sweaty sticky phlegm covered hands are reaching for my face..
I m screaming now.. "Go Away.. Go away Up-ple.. I m warning you.. I will kill you one day.. and I was making sounds like.. kkkhhhugghhh.."
I screamed and yelled and suddenly I saw.. Ma was standing in front of me and she was laughing, pointing her finger at me and honestly she was laughing.. ! Like she has seen one of those comedy show scene where the man is walking and suddenly his pants falls. Honestly speaking I don't find such things FUNNY, even if we don't go by the literal meaning of being FUNNY and at this moment it was ridiculously unfit. She already doesn't have a sense of humor. Nobody in our entire clan has in fact. But I dint find it funny AT ALL!!!
I really really think that Ma and my-guy are just so similar. Like
A) They both don't take me seriously
B) they both favor each other, and most importantly
C) they both make me feel like I am the third person in their story..
how is he my-guy then??,
I cant simply get over this question. I had already made a mental note of this earlier and they are piling up... so I must do something about all notes. Actually I should completely stop referring these to as "somethings" now as they are becoming everything now.. they keep popping up like those unwanted pop-ups of porn sites.
Gawwwwd what am i thinking??? why does my mind race so much..?? how did it all begun?? Ohhhhhhhhhh... all because of that Up-ple dream.. if he wouldn't have been their in my dreams I wouldn't have woken up screaming and mumbling and nor would ma had seen me.. Grrr.. forget it..
Holding my head I was trying to retaliate what did i just saw in my dream.. God.. I was not even orgasmic.. I was just panicking because of this
STUPID!
STUPID!!
STUPID!!!
AND STUPID !!!! raise to the power N.. !!! KID !!

hmmm.. to tell you my biggest worry up till this weekend.. I was missing Up-ple..!!1
Okay people don't give me these looks.. I am addicted to his no-sense, nonsense greedy activities, without any of it I feel SAD !!
I m embarrassed. I know how you all must be feeling but try to understand I am horribly addicted to him and I love nagging and complaining and scheming things for him.
Off lately he went to his native place. Last weekend Up-ple came up and asked for what my-guy had cooked with Ma, so I was about to pull his cheeks with the vampire in me storming out through my hands, when he said "mummy(Mrs Bulky Night Gown) na mujhe naani ke ghar le ja rahi hai (mom is taking me to grandmothers place)" and he was pulling his nickers while saying this.... Urrrgghhhhh do you know his nickers get stuck in the cut of his butt..
haahahahahaha ahhahahahahaha haahah..
everytime he gets up he does this.. and he was doing this even now..HAHAHAAHAHAH.. Gawwwdd..
So during this time I was really insecure.. My mind was racing will Up-ple get a better ap-ple-providing-neighborhood? you know may be they will provide some better variety of ap-ples? Or they have some other ap-ple related products?
Its a WIT, for the past 15 mins I have been thinking about this and by the last minute I AM UNCOMFORTABLE!!! thinking
A) Will Up-ple stop asking for ap-ples?
B) Will he forget his old Up-ple ways?
C) and with this will he stop irritating me by Being-Upple?
I m so depressed I feel like Up-ple. I told my-guy about this on phone. But meeting and knowing Up-ple and renaming him as "the most cutest kid he has ever seen in his entire life", he got really crazy LAUGHING.. :( :(..
How ludicrous???!!!, at some point of time he was really jealous of this cute-guy next door.. God what a hypocrite I am in love with. Forget kicking him.. he is not even "Jealous"!!!
Female love is what is next on my mind!!

I preferred to change the subject and kept down the phone after a while. Is only my love life so miserable? Or the Lord thought of Up-ple as the only entertaining source in my life. Look I know its all crazy but I sometimes seriously think it all karmic ally related. THATS IT !! I made a mental note about this and thought of going to the famous pundit in our city. Already I want to show my-guy's kundali to him. (please note its just his kundali I want to show. I really cant trust our "goon's" (qualities) apparently some rahu-aur ketu keeps driving him to make fun of me :(.
So the forgotten point here is I have been missing Up-ple.

I was wondering what if Up-ple had a twin? let us just suppose. Junior Up-ple would have sufficed senior Up-ples absence. But no this idea was not at all tempting. I haven't seen any kid as irritating as Up-ple and hence I cant give his reputation to just any stupid kid. Usually the smartest of kids are stupid, as is in case of men, the smartest of the lot could be dumb when theirs a really beautiful women around. So no junior and senior Up-ple, its just Up-ple and his aftermaths.. :D
I was really tired thinking about the dream at the end of the day. So while driving back home, I took the longer route to reach the house. their are markets and some fruit stalls and I saw Mrs Bulky night-gown with her Low(by mind)-ely kid. N oh God.. !!! you know what he does, even while walking on main road he will first come to Mrs bulky's left then her right then left and then right and right now.. as in right now when he was standing in front of my car I felt like... Umm no forget it .. I m getting too much cynical.. ! But he .. (Up-ple ) was crying to get something.. How ridiculous and my-guy says he wants "two kids.." !!!!!!! I told him it could be possible on one condition only if he promises me taht none of the two would have any Up-Ple like trait. He said Yes yes and the last one was a bigger.. more stretched YESS..!! The point is he has nothing to do with kids.. err.. ok we all know men.. !! N i know my-guy just two well in this case.. soo..

Anyhow-anyhow(part two) my tryst with destiny was that Up-ple came crashing in front of my car and i had to give them a lift back home. Which is a super-duper-bumper-thumper-lumper-grumper SAD idea!! ... all these events are reminding of my bad Karma.. anyhow .. anyhow.. and anyhow (part three) Mrs Bulky night gown sat at the back seat since Up-ple said "aaaeeeeiinnn muummmmyyyy... muje aage waali seat pe baithna hai..'(i want to sit in the front).
At that time I felt like leaving Mrs bulky fat gown and taking Up-ple to some major "CAR-RIDE" ;) with this thought in my mind i could really see the horns on my head growing, in the rear view mirror but with Up-ple all aaaeeeeiiiinnn sitting next to me.. Those horns disappeared even before reaching their sharp point.. :(

Up-ple was on the peak of his what i call UAS, "Up-ple Abnormality Syndrome" striking hour.
BECAUSE :
A) He dint wear a seat belt even after putting my upper jaw and lower jaw together.. i.e both sets together and smiling(in the most "I-M-GOING TO KILL U Up-ple smile") and saying "please seat belt laga lo.. aap toh bohot ache bache hona(please put on teh seat belt, aren't you a very good boy?)" (I have tears flowing out of my eyes now for this line)

B) He has changed the settings of the car stereo system. while he was trying to listen to
(sub point) B,i) FM
B, ii ) cd
B, iii) ac
Can u believe it?? and yesssssss..
B,iv) he also pulled my barbie's panty :'( :'( which was hanging .. I WANT TO KILL HIMM.. and was he enjoying saying "shame-shame" or what??? and Mrs. Bulky night gown continued "the donkey what's your name..??" grrr...gr.... GGGRRRR.. (Raise to the power N).

C) He THREW UP OUTSIDE MY CAR.. so now my car has eeerrghhhuullaccckk.. i cant explain any further....

... Finally finally home came.. i M NOT MISSING HIM ANYMORE.. i M SORRY THAT I FORGOT HOW IRRITATING HE IS.. N HOW I FIND HIM SO RIDICULOUS AND.. HUFF.. PUFF.....he picked one huge polythene out of their bag of fruit shopping and took out a shining bright red colored ball alike thing.. he tossed it.. and with my eyes following the toss.. I could make out.. in fact even you would.. what was it...

The adventures of Up-ple can't be resisted by me to be penned down. So may be i will make a big blog dedicated to him!!!!
To be concluded..

Upples Aftermath (Season Two)

2008-05-22T12:41:00.000-07:00

Readers kindly:

A)People who go "coochi-coochie-coo" and "How can she write such a peice" about kids r strictly PROHIBITED. N can read only at their own risk.

B) Read the season one below this one(you will know Y, once u do it).

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:( I have made up my mind. I have made up my mind. Breathe easy !!

I will ignore Up-ple! I will ignore Up-ple!

I will ignore Up-ple! I will ignore Up-ple!...

(May be I should practice writing this on a notebook.)

Past sometime most of my friends have got to know about this stupid-creature staying next door. They all have suggested me measures to deal with kids like this. I mean yes there must be an existing treatment for such bafflingly stupidest-greedy-horrible kids. If i will be succesful in treating him may be I will open an "emergency on call service" by the name of "bachche satayein toh humein batayein"(if kids pester you call us )

Hmmm sounds like some relief..

I was thinking about this scheme and the call number which I will issue when i heard some sounds like.. "aeeeiinnn ..eeee...muummmmyyyy" and suddenly I felt a frown coming on my face, my fists were firm and ohhh.. ! ohh i know its HIM !!

Now listen to this how up-ple reaches his house which is at the top of the building. Putting one hand at the upper stair and one feet then keeping the other feet.. Grr.. He is such a lousy character he shows me his ass and tries to tempt me. Its so hard to resist his back. Some day out of sheer desperadoes of being tempted I m going to kick him. Oh goodness Up-ple I wish I could come la-la-ing and kick you, already you look like a football(he has flesh dripping at each side of his face).

Oh up-ple why were you even born...( in my colony?)

So Up-ple was coming all "aaeeing" and his bulky mom almost blasting from the sides of her night gown came running, (or was it the earthquake?) and why was Up-ple, our LOW(by mind)-ely child crying.. ??? Umm .. it was about Up-ple being beaten up by one of the school van kid(hahahahaha hohoohoho heheheh), apparently Up-ple sat on This great-kids seat :D (Cool I have a whacky scheme I will meet this Great-kid and may be ask him to beat Up-ple quiet often necessary!!) Yess.. yesss!! yesssssssssss !!
I controlled my frowns and went outside,
Mrs bulky night-gown: "arey mera bacha" (doesnt she get embarrassed, carrying this fat crack in her arms, who is 5 year old?)
I said: Ohh what happened to Up.. err.. to him?
Mrs. Bulky night-gown :(background music Up-ple pathetico aaeeing) : Pitt ke ayaa hai mera raja beta (My king alike son has came home all beaten up) (dun u think English could be very funny when converted from hindi? :P)
I (WOW) : Ohh .. (I pulled Up-ple's cheek and I changed my emotion to action, I actually digged my nails into his cheeks, pinching him and frowning closely at him), who hit you"??
Up-ple : aaaaaaaaaeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnn
Mrs. Bulky night-gown(shifting a little) : I will see you later.
I can be totally evil-ish when i wish to !

hahahahah hohohoo hehehe.. Up-ple GOT BEATEN UP...

HAPPY DAY s!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :):):):):):):):)

Aaaaaooowww.. My mouth aches being so happy :
later that week I realized too much of up-ple around could be injurious to my health(certainly not injurious to crow nosed granny and bulky suitcase)!!. Primarily BECAUSE

A) Like maniacs I asked mum to bring eatables of any sort in black polythenes so upple considering the thing to be garbbage wont sniff around (ofcourse keeping in mind that up-ple doesnt have the sense to know that no body carries garbage back home ;)!!)

B) also I asked her to cook less delicious food so that the smell of the spices doesn't strike the food-lust-struck family next door.

But Ma wont listen she dismissed my theory of "How Together Us could kick off the Khuranas". I mean the country should really hire people like me who have the right spirit to eliminate our next-door-whosoever. But its people liek Ma only who donot appreciate such inborn talents. N thats how there is a national dirth of non-utilization of tapped resources.!

The very next day I had my-guy coming up home. Ma was equally thrilled because he cooks delicious food and she is the one who savours his company(only after me). But how is he my-guy then? I made a mental note about this and decided to deal with it later. I told him we can obviously go out(If I hadnt been on my "sunday is my working day" roll, with room cleaning and checking all the papers at my end to be looked for). But he is such a reckless my-guy that he choses "The other lady" in our house's company to be with. and moreover this time he was coming with one more aim- To meet the Boy-next-door(shhh... Upple).. :P HAHAH actually my-guy thought that:

a) the boy-next-door really has sexy ass(not inquisitive how small is it)

b) how he has such a great female following. (Up-ple has female frands )!! :P

So i said "Yea why not, come over he is really cute, with absolutely great nose. Obviously thoughtful of such great attributes my guy decided to take a look at this cute nosed guy next door to check himself on insecurity scale(Good lord my-guy has all cracked up after reading one of the cosmos I was carrying like "Is your girlfreind cheating on you, check on our alarming signal questionairre ").

So my-guy came in all dark purple color shirt(Oh he took my breathe away) . I was ogling at him when Ma embarrassingly chanted her kitchen theme "Daal roti khaao prabhu ke gun gaao" (eat pulses and chappatis and sing lords prayer:P hahah hinglish is soo funny !! ) N with just a brotherly hug he made way to Ma's kitchen(stepping over my "peaked purpleshirt emotions" :( )

I dint bother to go even around them because they ask me to all those chopping onions and tomatoes stuff. I mean come on I cook great food.. (ask Up-ple :P ). So somewhat after 45 minutes of this irrelevant kitchen-cooking nonsense there was a ring at the door.

Now.. any one can gues who is it ;)

The adventures of Up-ple can't be resisted by me to be penned down. So may be i will make a big blog dedicated to him!!!!
To be concluded..

Up-ple's AfterMath (season one)

2008-05-12T07:57:00.000-07:00

APPLE (if u could please pronounce ap="up") you will get a better thrill in knowing my next door tobacco tooth five year old. Apparently he has fine visible layer of tobacco lining stretching across his left upper canines to right canines. Grrr..

I don't hate kids, I just don't like who look like coming from some remote area(not counting the one who actually come from there), always crying, And mind you these half absent-minded dumbest of the lot don't just cry they cry like there's some WIN-WIN contest. No matter how much they are looked after, how many nannies they have they will keep on crying for no apparent reason what so ever. Babies especially around one or two years could be bafflingly stupidest. and if by any chance two of them are together and any one of them blows in, starts crying, then mercy be it the other baby will start crying too. There has to be some end to this nerving obsession of being irritatin!!.

Coming back to Up-ple and his crow nosed granny. Well she is the one who must have taught how should UP-ple behave with their next door neighbours (us). Like to ask for everything :
1) they might have seen in OUR hands.
2) they already have (probably they don't want to disturb their stock.. bahhh !!)
3) they smell something made at our place and ring and start saying "oh! I thought where is this nice smell coming from. Followed by her you-are-our best neighbour patting at my mothers shoulder" rest is obvious, my mum provides them with it.

Most recently even Up-ple has been doing the same. He got named Up-ple after one of the frustratingly-bafflingly-annoying incident.
His body language is so like that. Dude!! he can be a personal begging-instructor someday(a carrier choice). Keeping one hand at the back of his head, scratching(I HATE YOU Up-ple) and making his orangutan like eyes(surprisingly he is cute and is not crow nosed) spread and asking my mum "aunti(he doesnt say the auntY's Y properly and limit it to I) apple de do(give me apple)" !!

Oh god! DAM! DAM! DAM. He gets on my nerves.

As Up-ple is such rock-star in my neighbourhood, he hasn't limited his activities to just ask for apples. Like one of the times when I thought, "I should think like a grown up and may be give him a bit of freedom of stupidity (that every child is born with). I should ignore when he touches some crazy extremities, very inclusive where is his eating habits". So i tried to be nice to Up-ple, The prospective points to be kept in my mind by me were :
1) I would pass him a smile(which he ignored).
2) If coming from somewhere and if I get to see him lurking around our door(or probably sniffing for some food at our palce.. Grrr WHO KNOWS!) I would say a hi and try to play. (which he ignored) May be I should learn how to be practical from him!

Oh Up-Ple why were you born? (In my neighbourhood.)

"Upple has a bright future", as my mum says "because" he is playing with girls of his age(trust me they are not as stupid as him, a little bit even they are.)
"So?"
"So boys get a better understanding of girls and that makes them even more.. you know..??"
"No i don't tell me?"
(shifts a bit) "that makes them even more smart"
shuts up!..
No! No! No!
Or may be
Yes! yes! yes
May be someday he turns out to be really smart and I will tell his visitors friends what crap he was? :D

So Up-ple even has Girlfriends, so one of the days (when i had granted him to be stupid around me) I stopped right in front of him (he was on his bicycle , moving ahead with his head turned back) Oh how irritating you are Up-ple!!
I asked him has he seen milli’s sister around?
“nnghhh”
(there are two mili's Jr Mili and Sr. Mili(no sister connection), Sr mili is my friend and Jr. is Up-ple's).
I said to myself "I saw her sometimes back, Now where has she gone?"
There went Up-ple, crying like total retards!
Over what?
well Up-ple : "Mili meri friend hai(Mili is my friend waaaiiiinnnnnn!!) "
(Embarrassingly, couple of aunts started staring at me. Oh Why up-ple why were you even born? I shot him a complete stop-crying-else-you-might-just-remember-forever-what-date-it-was-today look!) and said "err okhay and almost ran from their" !!

The adventures of Up-ple can't be resisted by me to be penned down. So may be i will make a big blog dedicated to him!!!!

To be concluded..

as what he felt.. "My Love for her.."

2008-05-08T04:36:00.000-07:00

I'm falling apart,
Some one tether my heart.
My eyes are gleaming in past,
Bringing, what once was a part,
Part of the resting peace
of chiming laughter’s and fond memories..

The joy in her eyes of her first love at first sight
ached me so much so..
I felt someone took away my dearest one ,
compared to whom I may find none..
I felt my breaths were short,
I panicked for days
I burnt cigarette to ashes for smoke to be my cloak.

I sat with her on the night before her wedding day
I asked her if she remembered our childhood plays?
She giggled on some cycle rides where she would fell down and cry
She made faces as similar as those days,
Where I would kiss her forehead and she would rest and sleep the same way.
But then she stopped near her dressing gown and asked me how she looked?
I shifted a little and asked her again does she remember how she never ate without me?
She smiled unknowingly,
And dear! How curvy is the twitch of her mouth
She jerked me a little and said.. “of course I remember it, did I ever ate without you at the dinner seat?”
Something touched my heart when it felt she still remember it all.
I looked up to see her face
The love she had for him shook my nerve of loving her for this long..
I took her in my arms, kissed her forehead
And hastily moved out of my princess chamber.
I couldn’t sleep that night
I could hear her soft murmurs and occasional giggles of anxiety
As she spoke to her would be groom on phone
Unmistakably it was her I’m-so-happy tone.
I knew she was so happy about living her life with him
So I pulled myself away from breaking down in front of her

It was a strange morning as it signaled something annoying
Not even today did it bring any change in her longing
I prayed today, holding the corner of the desk
I prayed for her everlasting happiness and god bring her wealth
Something cried inside of my heart
Did I really wish for her all this, With all my heart?
I confronted the flying emotions, those days which we spend with each other

Throughout the ceremony she looked under the light of a moon
Her eyes dint blink when she saw him
And he, I felt was the luckiest of all!
He came to me, Shook my hand
In a gesture so prompt we exchanged smiles as garlands
So strange were my emotions,
I couldnt cry neither could I betray the wedding notions
She came and stood in between both of us
She held my hand from her left and curled the right on his waist
I smiled as I found did I miss her to be growing that far?
Embarrassed she pulled her hand away from his
And stepped back to embrace
Someone to whom she was everything..

I thought for a moment she is not my mine now
So let them be on their own
Let their folks compliment the pair from the heaven’s home

My folks thought I was a merry man
They spoke of my only asset
The love I carried for her in my heart
They said I was partial crazy amongst all
I chuckled and raised a toast
To her and with whom her future beholds

It was time now to set them in car
She almost sat in, careful not to step on her gown..
When suddenly she came out and stood in front of me
She spoke of my grey hair and asked me to get them dyed
I laughed aloud as everyone stared
She pulled me down with my tie
As a baby she would always do so and bend me down to listen to her
She said at this time “I will miss you pa..
You are the first man of my life..”
A tear curled down her pink makeup
Panicking at them as usual I wiped them with my coat’s cuff

I took her by the hand and made her settle down in the car
I told him to take care of her with a punch
He chuckled and winked
I set them off to the road of endless joys and happiness.
With blessing from all my heart.

(the first four line are written by Rikki) :)

Edge

2008-03-13T10:22:00.001-07:00

I move towards the edge.
I don’t know what lies beyond that edge.
But something is their which keeps pulling me every now and then.
I move towards the edge
It pulls, it gravitates me and I stop.
Often I keep standing on the edge.. I m thankful toh it for binding me for so long..
The edge Is u

The rationale behind 'me' being 'I'

2008-01-22T06:22:00.001-08:00

"... I m not under that cloud which will walk past and never know who all wanted it.. I m undre the cloud which offer rains.. which shadows the sun.. I m under that cloud of wishes which knows not what to do but knows what its always been doing.. "

"Their is no part of the encounter between a man and a woman.. where a woman feels more cherished, more, enveloped in the man's desire than in the preliminary kisses and caresses that lead to intercourse..."

" ... I crossed my heart to speak to you when I had that momentum of faith and wishfullness, that was the time I made an undying wish to be with you, it was then only that I begged, looking in your eyes, to let me die in your arms .. and never wake up.. !!
that moment of lucid confession, I want you to remember it all... "

"... I cant bring myself to explainng what I felt, you might just partially be knowing this.. something which is Flashed to the memory (a moment of kiss, a moment of embrace, a simple moment of love) .. the exact feeling comes when a similar moment happens.."

".. For all this time I felt home with words. I thought I know when and where I can shape according to my need and beleif.. !!
but what I feel now is Love, I should just give up on this territory, and I want you to forget everything Bad Or worse, and if it remains try and fix it with all good, that has past.. I cpuld never hurt You be it what so ever.. !! "

"..Sometimes the most simple things in Life are so hard to assert.. As grows the simplicty the ways to reach them becomes difficult... Avoid being simple N choose complexity over all!!.. "

"..People reach the limits of getting over with something when they get BORED, When do we get excess of anything that we get over them?? "

"..Sometimes skulls are thick..sometimes hearts are vaccant.. sometimes simply Words don't work.."

I Love U.. !

2007-12-31T08:57:00.000-08:00

Today I wont do anything.. Anything as of to make U believe what I have always meant to say.

I m gaming on my faith and all of what I know, I could have given U with love and yea My happiness..

I will be in debt of my own feelings if today they reach out to your heart n will make u understand everything which my mouth shuts itself to.. my eyes refuse to confront with and my body betrays to do.

Today I believe I have disobeyed the age long notions of divulging what is in your heart.. Of keeping To one's own self.. to wait for the moment.. To not to cut beyond words..

I fathom on the days passed together and the nights we set to morning hours..

I m breaking down as the nerve is cracking down in my fist..

as i feel My breath is thumping as after a runner feels..

I feel as mounted as any acme

I feel a kick near my womb as I have always wanted u To be that close..

I have my eyes glistened as I know U will identify its for U..

and I feel proud as I know U r the one I love..

I want to make u sure of one thing that no matter to whom U belong to, My bond with U will remain as it has been as I want it..

I want u to know, that moment where I segregated my destiny and my will as two plots where U entered, I will treasure it on a note such as forever!

I will moan on the thought of your mere presence around me, lost in the myst of your warm touch.

As I know it I want to gather all of the staunch potential love I have in store for U.. for I want U to know for ever I have known nothing but to have faith in whatever U have chosen to do or U choose to do For Yourself.. for Me.. !!

I pray this new year bring s to U wealth, health N every single joy.. Blessed n worthy, U shall get whatever U wish..

I love you..

I love You a lot more then I can ever say..

Or make U feel known to It..

I love U so much!

"While TravelinG...."

2007-10-11T07:45:00.001-07:00

this one comes from a blessed writer.. "Raahgir".. :)

September 15th mornin 2:30 am ...

a usual night out with friends..
Sitting at home watching TV, just passing my time any how till I fall asleep. I got a phone call from my friend. It was Mayank.. I received his call, I knew my friends were planning For a night out ..I left home making sure my parents don’t wake up. ..,I closed the door and stood out... My friends came and we left for CP, as usual we were going to Bangla Sahib road to eat “rajma-chawal” etc because this is the only food joint which serves 24X7. ..
It was Saturday, I saw lots of guys and girls... they must be coming from some night-club. The way they were dressed up was telling the whole story, since it was the only food joint which was open at this hour they were also here. ..
While eating rajma-chawal, I was checking these Hot looking girls sitting in those big cars. Cars like Honda city, merc, BMW and all
I started talking to myself. “what man? I think hot chiks like these would never want to be date a guy like me. we don’t have big cars and lumpsum money to spend on them. I looked up in the sky, started talking to GOD. ..Yeah! Right..! “GOD”!
I said “God y U so unfair?” look at these fat guys, they don’t even look good, probably they are just passing time with these beautiful girls. Y u gave them all the money? Big cars? Big houses?....???
Do they prey U in a different way? Or U like them more then me? Or I am not a good guy? Y U so unfair god? Y u so unfair?
After a while, my friends finished their meal. We decided to leave for our places, cause it was already 4:am And we had to reach our respective places before our parents wake up. We were on bikes and we dint had helmets, so instead of dogging police mens, we decided to take a longer root which was safe.
I saw people sleeping on the road side. Some of them were naked and some wearing torned and dirty clothes. it was not one or two of them! it was like the whole colony of poor people, living there only on the road.
They had small houses "jhuggis" where they were living
then I saw a poor old man , who was luking for some food in the dustbin. He found something and started eating it . he was sharing it with his son as well. I saw a poor lady lying down besides them, shivering badly in this cold night.
Then I saw a boy .. a cute little boy around 4 or 5 yrs old, staring at me continuously, like he was saying to me "how lucky u r, u gonna go back to ur house and sleep in ur cosy beds!, u gonna hav a nice breakfast tomorow morning, but look at me, I dint had my breakfast from the past 3 days .
“I was choked....!!!!!”
I again looked up in the sky and started talking to GOD … yes ..."GOD"!!
I said...I am sorry God, I forgot how much u have given me...this comfort.. this life.. may be its not like those rich people.. but its better then people living here.. and my life is better and much peaceful then this kid's life....
Im thankful to u god.. that my parents are not searching for food in dustbins and wastes ..to feed me .. !!
I m thankful to U God.. that u gave me cloths to wear .. house to protect me from these cool winds .. !!
I guess god answered my question that night!! I got this lesson in one night "whatever I have is cause of u God.. I should be thankful n satisfied rather then getting jealous! I should pray for the one who is not even having shelter and help them in each and every way. I think this is LIFE. This is HAPPINESS! This is "GOD”