Freakin Crazy!!! (Remastered)

Now usually I don’t do blogs over girls as far gone are my pubescent days where I used to write lame gooey poetry for adolescent girls and post-adolescent females which I cannot mention here(for obvious reasons) but this one, she is something different, I know what just popped up into your Stephanie Meyer infested brains, please hold your horses,(and if I tell you that I am being coerced to write this one, I would rather be bludgeoned, that too with a chowkidaar’s danda), So this one is for Yashi, no we don’t share a romantic interest in each other( the very thought of it makes me feel nauseated), so here we go,

Now we have been friends for a year and a half maybe, now I actually don’t remember the exact time and she would not be whining about this, that is why she is one of the coolest chicks I have ever met.
Yes! we barely hang out together, have never attended any of her parties (now when I have mentioned it, you need to get me to those parties with buffoon headed M.B.A chics you were telling me about, evil laugh mwahahahaha) but you have always been there for me from the time I have known you, the whole freaking time!! you just won’t leave me alone till I take up drinking and pass out of sheer bliss again, she was the one to make me realize that it doesn’t matter much which friend is there in the fun times but it certainly does starts to matter whose is there when you are having a hard time and she adhered to me like a freakin fungus to an algae in lichens :P

Now, she may bedazzle you with a lot of things and be all happy-go-lucky the whole time but then don’t get yourselves deluded with the fact that you are in her trustworthy list, Please splash your face with a little water and get rid of your delusion. She cares about a handful of people who I believe have earned that place in her life (well then, there are always exceptions and we all make mistakes, let’s move on). Her superficial display of broad and extensive philosophical bends should not be misconstrued for something explicit or unethical but most of the times she is clear with what she wants from the other person, that is one of her best qualities.

Now, I know I may piss you off at certain moments but then I never deliberately intend to do that, you must always keep in mind that I have always expected and found you in times of need, times I felt inconsolable and vulnerable, and I would always be there by your side, be it your chowkidaar problem or of any other sort (the kinds which I warn you about and spend hours trying to make you understand to stay light years away from it but then you ultimately end up falling into that particular one, pheww good grief!). I only have a few ground beliefs in my life and one of them is that no matter what happens, when either of us is facing an overcast weather in life, the other one would be there with an umbrella. Now I can go on yammering about this person but then even I have limits and can only keep lying to a certain extent (JK)
Now I don't want things to change between us but then change is something we don’t have a control over and is by all means inevitable, all we can do is to hope when it happens, it brings in good thingies and betterment in the relation we share!! Till death do us part ;) ;)
Love you dude!!!! <3

Road to Disengagement

It was my moment of glory, bright seemed every way,
felt a solemn stillness though, pensive so I must lay.
Faint initially, but now they were quite audible,
but an amalgam of brightness and sobs, did not seem plausible.
Oscillating were the dangling leaves, but the wind did not pass,
it was the moment of gory came to me, depicted an identical carcass.

So, this is where everything culminates and ends all the pain,
the literary "point of no return”, where all your accumulation goes to vain.
Apparitions are here apparent, but pounds your heart no more,
befriends everybody the desolation, here exists no lore.
But the stance here is what people call relief,
trusts isn’t broken, no feuds, no cracks in belief.

Was not for me to savour the bliss, as uninvited pang tore it apart,
Ah! I could look through the eyes of my own and then into the heart.
If my past insured their future and lurking treachery did slyly provoke,
glad I am that no more I share their space and slept a sleep from which only “the Son” woke.
The purpose is now served and hereby I am to relish the absolute detachment,
bid thee farewell oh forsaken land, where hostilities are nurtured and wolves roam freely in parchments!!

All Soaped Up :/

When the American soap companies decided to fund the shows in the early television days, no one would have ever thought how much of an impact would these “soap operas” have on the common households. Today these are the shows eating the weekday primetime meal with a major percentage of the population.
In our country these shows usually revolve around a fondant, sincere, religious and seraphic girl who is the perfect daughter in law. Actually these shows should come with a precautionary notice of “please, don’t try this at home” because if you try all that whining and nagging crap on “aaj ki naari”,I am pretty much sure you would not be reciprocated only with facial cues.These are also infesting people with all kinds of false hopes and expectations(“hamari bahu to tulsi jaisi hogi” , get a life people) and so much filled with social inaccuracies ,
Knowledge of more than one language is by theory considered advantageous but it can also go “vice”-versa in a quite tragicomical way as my mallu descent makes me vulnerable to the Malayalam soaps too, which are an assault on the senses, I dare you to find me a protagonist with a smile on her face in those, and they have a problem with almost anything right that is going around and do not want to lead a peaceful life and that is why they make people dig holes for them, deliberately fall into them and then act like a wounded li’l pup and blame the vamp, quite baffling !!and riddle me this, why wasting 200 mins of airtime in saying a mere “Yes”, when you have to tie the knot with him anyways, Kill me Now!!!!!
I have also heard people talking about a particular show which is “inspired” from Twilight, I mean come on, all that gooey stuff was not enough that you are trying to do a desi version of it,” desi sparkling vampire with erectile dysfunction” , yea that would be new!!
I miss the days when me and my sister used to discuss “the Beatles” and “Bob Dylan”, now the conversations take a minor detour every single time , screw you “Pavitra Rishta” I hold you responsible!!!

I personally think that these shows manage to get such a high viewership as the Indian housewife somewhere envisages her life to be as the pretty tv lass(trust me she is a skank), with all the drama and spice that is actually missing from their lives(no wonder Desperate Housewives was a hit in the States) , they try to seek escape by indulging in these characters and they actually connect to the Indian households but we(the adolescent beings) are the real victims and it’s my humble request, please , please “Spare us the Horror” .
P.S- These soaps are highly infectious, I have lost a many of my beloved friends to these “grey matter thirsty” products of the idiot box,
So Beware!!! :/

Clash of the Generations

Have you ever been taunted, made to feel intimidated, faced condescension? These are some inevitable factoids that a teen has to face after he hits puberty till he (and let me quote) is "successful" and does he really understand what significance does that word holds for him at this age because we all know success holds different meanings to different people and the freedom of choice that is the sheer soul of teenage, is hereby murdered.

Here I am not at all trying to be pejorative about, to accuse or criticize anybody's way of upbringing because (as I always say) is entitled to their opinions, all I am trying to do is to provide with an unconventional train of thought that might just make things smoother to bridge the so called generation gap, that is undoubtedly present and is seen as a hurdle by the exuberant teenage spirit.

All of our parents and the elderly have sifted through this phase, then the question pops up (in teen lingo) -"What's all the fuss about man? " . The answer may be lying in the interrogative part itself, they have been through it and so they clearly know what kind of evil may be secretly lurking when we choose a certain path for ourselves but as the times have changed , so the conventional methods of making them understand also demands a considerable improvement.

Parents must try understanding that the naïve mind of their credulous child is already going through a lot and provoking them contemptuously would only add to the state of agitation they are already in. You will have to let them run their course and find the right path by not providing them with assistance always, where “you” think it is necessary.

The never ending conflict between the ideas of parents and their wards can totally be eradicated with a little mutual acceptance and understanding and it goes equally for both the sides-“If you cannot beat them, then better join hands with them”.

Kasab’s 24th

When a young lad enters his 24^th year , it is usually a new beginning for him, a promising start maybe, entrance to the real world to earn and experience but that’s not the case for our guy for he did spent the day in a 10*10 counting a countdown to his impending death. Yes, we are talking about Mohammed Ajmal Amir Kasab, the lone surviving attacker of the 2008 Mumbai attacks, but isn’t it a slap on our face that he is still “surviving”?

It took the honorary Indian Judiciary System a whole two years to have him convicted, not exactly something to brag about, moreover a sum of 10 lakhs(approx) INR is spent daily to keep him in safe custody, not a very commendable way to spend the taxpayers’ hard earned money, keeping in mind the fact that half of our population is still below poverty line.

In a bid to ridicule the government for its handling of the 26/11 court trial, a Pune city group named India Against Terrorism (IAT), held a rally on Wednesday, observing ,Ajmal Kasab’s 24th birthday ,with banners wishing Kasab happy birthday. IAT members told media persons that this was their way to protest against the government’s decision of holding back Kasab’s death sentence.

Many would tag it as immoderate but isn’t it about time to be outrageous and ask for answers that we are entitled to? Were Wednesday’s attacks a tribute to Kasab is still under the fog but, is it fair to the people of India to keep a person found guilty of 80 offences, including waging war against the nation, which is punishable by the death penalty alive for no justifiable reasons providing him with all luxuries and protection.

I would just want to end with the note that terrorism affects the common people and we must stand united to face it with courage and determination.

No Faith over Tommorow!

Just another usual day would it have been for Radhika, stepped out of her house starry eyed with dreams to fulfill like any other young filly!! Never would have she thought that fangs of fate were waiting eagerly to puncture and run venom through the lives of her beloveds!

Life had just only begun for the girl with so much left to explore and enjoy but she was deprived of it all because someone thought she did not deserved to live as she refused to be his girl. Are we still living in the stone age that we would have to succumb to this barbarism. The gift of life was snatched away from her by some mentally twisted, puny insect!

The bullet did not just killed Radhika, it killed her parents’ smile, her friends’ hope lit faces, a girl whom they would have made beautiful memories with, is now herself a memory. Yet another story without a happy ending.

This is just one of the many examples,the question is what is the world turning into? Is this the future we are going to gift to our children where the worth of human life is negligible and blood is spilled as if it were water?

Actually we are the ones who are at fault. Aren’t we the ones who choose the government and then blame our own decisions. Not a single person out of the hundreds stepped forward to help the girl who was struggling for her life, and we so readily put the blame on others. We boast to bring “change” but we should know that it begins on a personal level first.

Nowadays when I wake up in the morning, I am not sure if I am going to end on my bed or the deathbed, I walk on the streets with no sense of security,because I know the people passing by would never help if something pernicious happens, there is no faith left and that is one of the pillars on which the human race is standing upon,all we need is to gather some courage and strecth out our hands to help and I am sure others will follow.

“There is Hope that Faith will return and Bliss will follow.”

an odd duck

It was the summer of '10 when the gang was rejoicing their victory over the ferocious 1st year(the examinations,other that that the whole year was rather an antonym of ferocious), the new breed of freshmen had arrived soothing the hankering eyes!

enjoying the scenic beauty, we continued to pass skeevy comments among ourselves(as savage as we may seem, we respect the females) and that is what all the young lads do in college years, while everybody was busy my eyes struck on a carelessly walking, goofy figure with earphones stuck into her niggling ears, a cute filly indeed,
though that face passed besides me multiple times in the past few months but i paid no heed, unaware of the fact its going to get me stymied one day.

Yea, i am an idiot when it comes to the notion of feelings, be it romantic or something else but i cannot help it, though i have suffered very serious losses in this area but my suburban brain has not learned a bit from my past mistakes, i don't know what am i leading myself into this time, the thing that has kept bugging me all my life is why cannot we have answers to every question that pops into our mind, because somewhere out, there are answers for sure but not with the people who actually need them,
like in the examination hall the 90%+ guys have the answers but they don't need em as much as the poor guy on 39% and just needs just another answer!! life can be so cruel at times. ;P

my apologies that i deviated from the base topic but i needed to spread a li'l enlightenment :P

i cannot use names and specifications right now as i am myself not sure about how things are going , yea there is a huge disturbance in force but no reciprocity(no s.o.s signal) n without that there isn any surity. actually I am trying to act cool here but the truth is that I am way out of practice(don't take it in a creepy way) what i mean is, it's been a long time me+heart+girl, that was the only way i could think of to explain the preceding statement, sorry i am bad with semantics.
but you can't help it, though you know all the cons but you still want to go deeper and dig up the pros, ah hope !! thou art a heartless bitch! you know what is going to happen and it is going to end just as the other stories but i like to fancy about how beautiful things can be, not just me, we all do and "kaaash" comes into power, taking us to the exotic lands of fantasy!

The thing is that i am knowingly putting myself through this and hereby cannot blame anyone for the misery i am going to witness in the future (here i have surity), because my treasured friends have already warned me about things and have showed me the glimpse of the bigger picture but "dil ki khata bhi hai kya,dillagi ke siwa isne kiya bhi hai kya", cheesy indeed but true ;P

keeping fingers crossed and eyes closed i would continue to walk on the thin line, lets see if it leads me to my destination coz "andhere may maara hua teer 100 me se ek baar to nishaney pe lagat hi hai"

cheerio :)