My Desire

Suppressed mind, a chainless thought,
Wild horse of memories of the wars we fought,
Going bumpety, bumpety, bumpety bump,
Scattered reminiscence is just a lump,

Life is a symphony, twisted and twirled,
May you find peace in this beautiful world...
As Bob says "Peace Will Come, With Tranquility & Splendor on The Wheels of Fire"
Will wait for that day...my desire.

Nota Bene

Hmm…been a while…remember had been on a week long trip with Ganesh on our bikes, a year and a half ago. Was easily amongst the best things I’ve done so far, in life. Remember both of us upping our plush jobs as trainers for a call center that no longer operates in India, a day after we returned from that trip. Ganesh took that much needed break only to find a dream job a year later. Since I had carefully “planned” to start a medical and healthcare distribution firm, with dad, went right ahead at it.

Needed a break…took it…had been on a week long trip to Goa with Ajay & Keshav. Drove down dad’s new Baleno. It wasn’t half as fun as my bike rides. There was always something in my mind which held me back from “having fun”. Somehow the beer didn’t taste the same, the beaches were not the same and this time Goa sucked!

Who knew I’d force myself into doing something like this! I start all over again…this time…relying on my own strengths.

I know I will need a lot of it tomorrow as Anup’s in town and we are meeting up in college…just like the old times…to play basket ball…

Yeh hai meri kahani,
Khamosh zindagani,
Sannaata keh raha hai,
Kyu zulm seh raha hai,

Ek dastaan purani,
Tanhai ki zubaani,
Har zakhm khil raha hai,
Kuch mujhse keh raha hai,

Chubtey kantay yadon kay daaman say chunta hoon,
Girti deewaron kay aanchal mai zinda hoon,

Bas yeh meri kahani,
Bey nishaan nishaani,
Ek dard beh raha hai,
Kuch mujh say keh raha hai,

Chubtey kantay yadon kay daaman say chunta hoon,
Girti deewaron kay aanchal mai zinda hoon,

Bajay pyaar ki shabnum mere gulistaan may,
Barasray rehtay hain her simt maut ke saye,
Siyahioon say ulajh perhti hain meri aankhen,
Koi nahi .. koi bhi nahi jo bataye,
Kitni der ujalon ki rateen,
Koi nahi hai koi bhai nahi,
Na pass na durr,
Yeh pyaar hai,
Dil ki dhadkan,
Apni chahat ka jo elaan kiye jati hai,
Zindagi hai jo jeay jati hai,
Khoon ke ghoont peay jati hai,
Khwaab aankhen say siaye jati hai,

Ab na koi pass hai,
Phir bhi ehsaas hai,
Yahiaon mai uljhi pari,
Jeenay ki ek aas hai,
Yadoon ka jangal yeh dil,
Kanton say jal thal yeh dil,

Chubtey kantay yadon kay daaman say chunta hoon,
Girti deewaron kay aanchal mai zinda hoon

And somebody get me over this song…it’s been playing continuously for the last 34 hours...Gee’sus Cry’st!!!

Cynic

Neither here nor there,
A cynical smile, life is fair,
A magnificent view from the window sill,
Don't move, better sit still,
A slight slip and a fall below, too late,
A sleight of hand and twist of fate,
Will take you 30 ft to the ground,
And further 6 feet down to say hello,
To all the friends and foes, who were around,
When you kicked them and buried them underground

Life for Hire

Hello there, will you be my sire?
You can have my life for hire,
Take me home to laugh when you tire,
As you see I don't cost much to acquire,

Your life hangs on a thin black wire,
When pleasure is what you require,
And want to take it higher,
Why not me for half a day hire?

When the consequences are dire,
To fulfill your fetish, I play with fire,
Bootylicious, I'm the one you desire,
Lift your pen and write a dozen quire,

So for tonight won’t you be my sire?
Give in to your immoral desire,
While I silently light your funeral pyre,
Why not me for half a day hire?

White Rabbit

A swim in the murky waters,
A young child circles and totters,

From the mountain of pasqueflowers,
She sees through her weary eyes,
A banana boat ride, all alone,
She wants to follow the white rabbit home,

As the waves of the sea slaps her back to reality,
A sudden step; a life an entity,
The red eyes, the white skin beckons,
The girl wants to take the white rabbit home,

A lovable soul, life on a roll,
The fear; lest it should take its toll,
A stress buster; made of styrofoam,
Now the girl wants to ride the white rabbit home

wtf

What we see; an ocean and the horizon,
A speck, a dot,
A night; a glorious night,

A bark in the dark;
A dog lies on its back,
Thinks the world is twisted,

No seagulls in sight;
May be the land is too far away,

High on spirits, faltering steps;
Indeed the word is turning, isn’t it?

A girl selling her wares,
Trying; enticing this world,
Her psychedelic shawls fail to impress,
Today she sleeps hungry,

Tomorrow; a new day in an old world,
The same fear, the same loathing,
“OM” inscribed on the butt of a bikini clad woman,
A new life; watch it unfurl