Girl in the Mirror

I was once lost and scared

people came and consoled a lot

explained me stuffs

wished me good luck

told me to "try and be happy"

But then I saw a girl

she was standing there

near the door

I wondered who she is

where she is from

She looked lost...scared...tired

she was looking at me

I was staring back at her

her black eyes questioning me

the same questions that were running through my mind

I was somewhat dazed

I smiled at her to cheer her up

she smiled back

I moved forward for a handshake

she too walked towards me

suddenly I laughed

and she also laughed

we both looked at each other

and smiled

It was a mirror

with my reflection on it

I found it funny

how I had myself

become my own consoler

hapiness lies within

is what the girl in the mirror taught me

Boredom

Boredom! Boredom! everywhere

I find it in everyone and everywhere i stare

In the school and in my house

In love and everywhere people lounge

In the school I find teachers loitering

Nothing to do rather than jabbering

They scream and shout and touch up their make up

They talk about studies and how to just mug up

They bore me a lot ,they bore me the extreme

They bore me as much as no one can dream

The girls in my class oh they are so rude
They talk about boys and are full of attitude

They talk about dates,they talk about apparels

They giggle in between and talk just senseless

The boys in my class are very good pals

But they bore me the most when they talk about gals

They talk about cars,they talk about bikes

It's okay till they don't talk about chicks

And then comes the category of uncles and aunts

they never arrive on time and just know how to gulp up stuffs

They gossip and gossip till its late night

They never get tired but know how to bore me up right

There are millions of people in this world

Most have nothing to do and just act blur

For all those people I have just one thing to say

Just get a life and stop freakin other people away

And here I end my boring rhyme

With just another word or two to declare

Boredom!Boredom! everywhere

I find it in everyone and everywhere i stare

The above stuff shouldnt be taken seriously.No offence meant while writing this....Its just that i was gettin bored and this stuff came into my mind..

Indian Weddings

A few days ago I went to a wedding,a typical Indian wedding.As usual was observing people.One of my friend happened to be there and accompanied me the whole evening.She told me the reason of her arrival "Mujhe bas khane se matlab hai" ("All i care about is gorging on food") and sure she proved that.One after the other she tried loads of stuffs while i had only one thing is mind 'I'll go home and have dinner whicj I cooked. No way am eating all this.' But I was bound to eat something so had some stuffs.Well yea I was observing people there and the thing that caught my attention were the species of aunties.It was a cold winter night and I was all wrapped up in my leather jacket but lookin at those aunties it seemed as if it was summer.They had brought shawls with themselves.Occasionally they wrapped it around themselves and after some time put it off and keep them on their laps.The wedding was held at an open lawn so it was really cold....but the chill doesnt bother the aunties.The aunties reminded me of my childhood days when i refused to wear sweaters while going out some where during winters because i thought it would mar my frock's beauty and no one will praise my beautiful frock's embroidery etc (see how fashion conscious I was then unlike now) Around 10 food was served...ah..lovely food...the main attraction of such events.The groom did arrive before the food was served only to be greeted by some family members and some girls...including me and my friend while the others were at the other end of the lawn...uh..eating.The happiness on my friend's face was remarkable as it was dinner time and 'use toh bas khane se matlab hai' (all she cares about is gorging on food).I just had salad and pasta as I had other plans inside my head and after an hour or so we came back home at around 12.I had dinner and then sat down to write this blog post.

Little Friend

You held me

when no one would

You loved me

whenever you could

You carried me home in your arms

whenever I was lost somewhere

You gave me company

whenever I was lonely

You wiped back my tears

and made me smile

You taught me to live

you taught me to laugh

You took patience

and listened to whatever i had to say

I thought you were real

I thought you would never leave me

Thought all the promises you made

were true

But you were leaving actually

Hey friend,wont you please stay?

And now that you have left

you taught me to live alone,without you

you taught me to smile through sadness

you taught me to cherish every moment and that each moment was precious

Nothing stays on forever is what I learnt from this

you were and still are such a wonderful little friend

I know you didnt intend to hurt me

It was the time which was wrong

deep inside under all that hatred you show

somewhere you still love me

,maybe you dont realise that

but i do

Anyways...chod naa yaar.....I forgive you :P :D

because for me you are still the same little stubborn friend of mine

and you know what I will always continue to love you..

No Difference!!

A few months ago I was in Amritsar to visit the Golden temple. After visiting it we still had a lot of time in hand(why do people say "time in hand?") so dad decided that we go and see the "Wagah border" .In the evening we went there and saw the parade and all.Soldiers handsomely dressed marching around.A guy with a mike in hand screaming all sorts of instructions.I was wondering that all they have to do is pull down the flags....why are they dancing around like this?People around me were eating popcorn...I ddnt feel like eating though because it ddnt taste that good.I was getting very bored and hoped that this thing got over soon.The man holding the mike screamed "Ab aap sab baith jaye".Everyone went silent.I was silent from the beginning but suddenly something fascinated me. A group of crows flying from the eastern direction towards the western direction and that is when i opened my mouth and exclaimed "Ohhhh!! So there is no difference between Indian crows and Pakistani crows.!" The people around me stared at me but I ddnt notice and kept on jabbering " And Pakistani breeze and Indian breeze mei bhi koi difference nahi hai....and the trees are also the same!! " My mum and dad were sitting next to me seeing that people were staring they asked me to shut up . We stayed there for a little while more and then we left. None of us spoke in the car.I was still wondering that when there is no difference between the crows and trees and wind....and they live so peacefully together...then why cant we humans also stay peacefully together?

the weak and the innocent can never last......(actually dunno wut the title shd be)

I ask you why

Why did you have to send me here?

what am i supposed to do?

All sorts of questions buzzing in my mind

Am i not supposed to k now the answers?

Or am I supposed to stay confused forever

Or is it that i have to wait and seek

Seek your answers,have patience

Are you testing me,testing my patience

Are you testing my courage,my faith,my trust

or is it that you are just fooling around

playing with me ,my emotions

are you having enough fun or you want more?

suppose you didnt have enough

suppose you want to drop more obstacles

suppose you want to turn my life into living hell

You turned my grassy path into a road full of thorns

hungry cannibals lingering around the path

waiting,waiting for me to quit

to give up,to beg for mercy

to bow my head infront of my misery

they wait for my faith to die out

my every hope washed off

my only ray of light muted

Keep on trying,wont stop you

keep on breaking every special bond i share

keep on shattering,my dreams,my hopes

keep on breaking my heart,my will

Go on,break every bone in my soul

tear out my flesh,drain out my blood

do everything you want

but get one thing clear

you'll never win,you will never succeed

because i aint gonna quit

will fight you till the end

and will die with courage in my eyes

such courage that you will feel guilty

so guilty that you will be bound

to fulfil my wishes ,my commands

fulfil every dream of mine

strenghthen the bonds and never ever

interfere in my life

I dont know what the above stuff means. It just came into my mind.

Sandarbh Prasang Bhavarth-1

American Idiot -Amriki Bevkoof

संकेत- Don't wanna be an American idiot
Don't want a nation under the new media
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind f**k America

Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay

Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who're meant to follow
For that's enough to argue

सन्दर्भ-प्रस्तुत पंक्तिया अमरीकी बेवकूफ नमक कविता से उद्घृत की गयी है.इसके कवि हरा दिन (greenday) है .

प्रसंग- प्रस्तुत पंक्तियों में अमरीकी बेवकूफ के बारे में बताया गया है।

भावार्थ- कवि कहते है -'मुझे अमरीकी बेवकूफ नही बनना है न ही मै चाहता हु की मेरा देश मीडिया के नक्शे कदमो पर चले.क्या आप पागलपन की आवाज़ को सुन सकते है? शायद वोह आवाज़ दिमाग में सही से नही गया ____ अमरीकियों के . आपका स्वागत है इस नए प्रकार की चिंता में जो इस पुरी परजीवी देश में फ़ैल चुका है जहा सब कुछ सही होना सही नही है। दूरदर्शन कल का सपना है और हम उन में से नही है जिनको सिर्फ़ पीछा करना आता है जैसे की यह झगरा करने के लिए काफी है.


(हम चट रहे थे इसलिए यह बकवास लिखा)