Sunday, October 30, 2011

thanks ........

thanku for ur infinite care
thanku for patient listening
its just so wonderful to know u exist
so far- but there -with ur loads of love
pampering n teasing n uplifting my spirits
like a rock to lean on
don't u know - what i feel
but u do - ur remarks
ur exquisite laugh
seems all in agreement
ohh how can i tell - how much i love u
shall i run to meet u
to see u n chit chat
oh my dear - how many thanks
u are just so different n pleasant
n the elegant , the flowery tongue ur bestowed with
just cant stop laughing
ur a bliss to the eyes
so lively n so alive
so smart , yet like a child
wanna hold u forever - n listen to ur pranks
stylo no 1 - my hero
thanks tons for being there for me..

universal brotherhood

they could never have disrupted ur nerves , had u been ready for the shock
do strangers ever run ur world ?? when they do - ur doomed
how could they decide for u , when they are so unaware
maybe one size fits all rule cant leave the docile mind
haah..friendship n love n thy tests.........
which one to take n which to leave
ridiculuos is ur outlashing
for the champions of universal brotherhood
i want to put a question mark
at the very end of brotherhood??
which brotherhood n why brotherhood only??
is it again a gender-bias,
shall i call it humanhood then
baah - its so useless- its just a hood
where's the human to enclose in a hood??
or all are already draped in a veil
donno - i would like to see the naked face
behind the roudy conduct
i would love to know the why's of acts n thoughts
for most lofty notion of "humanhood"
needs some lofty analysis
theres no question of sisterhood??
cause how does it matters anyways
man has been ruling the world
bar 1 or 2 glitches
n its harmony there we seek
universal" is again a catch
i would love to broaden the span of the world
isnt it intriguing myth- "world's a temple"
full of well wishers - playing n laughing n celebrations
well -have u heard of obsession
where will it fit in the string

love an amazing word

well isnt love is just amazing -
when ur gripped in its magic
u cant see - the obvious
for u r totally into dreams n stars n charm
n flowers n moon n sea
suddenly the world is filled with smiling people, loving couples
joy all over , trust , faith n love
u see the world as most beautiful thing ever
ur paralysed by its impact
justifying ur stand n state

then when its gone with a bang
the emotions are again irrestraintable
incessant childish cry
as if repurifying act
suddenly all will be practical
there will be ways of the world
there will be tasks to do n targets to meet
there will be uncaring world
n u'll see urself -out of the world moving
as an unwanted n uncared for entity
ur existence will seem gloom

so love consistently - either ur work or ur lover
but do love - for its whats d essence of world

Friday, October 28, 2011

T party .........

T party has always been my favourite , anywhere and everywhere in this world. I loved T as a child and almost all my gr8 frns have shared most evenings sipping hot steaming tea with me..n I fondly remember those days when i remember was t party of boston that led people gather n unite for a gr8 cause of American Independence and so is the case with T parties all over-they are purposeful and memorable simultaneuosly..time gone when we used to invite people to have a tea at our home , that way the socialising went those days

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Life -a beauty

World's indeed a beauty
so is the Life
but like any other movie
Villain always lies
deep within, hidden and hurting
paining your conscience
U march with airy passion
u dwindle with fuming heart
u learn , u enjoy, u cherish
u cry, u explode, u perish
and still u get driven
drifted to a new fairyland's fancy
seeking refuge in the inexistent
u the same -the architect
of ur own world , ur own dreams
ur search never stops ...
yet thoughts turn insane
n darkest time accompanies the fears
indulging in useless pursuits
thats not upto the mark , thats untrue
as a imposed viewpoint --ur forced to take
but again the storm will subside
this weariness will pass
u just go on with patience
n the hero will triump again........

Is it loss, is it gain,is it love,is it vain

Is it loss, is it gain,is it love,is it vain
what is it that so engrosses thee
that all seems so blissful n all over serenity
the hypertexts are lost, the undertone is gone
its just a beatific smile n charm enfolds
are u the answer i seek??
am i apt to judge n not be overwhelmed by superficiality
was it that bad as i project it to be
iridescent scenes of life , jaunt of delight
looking forward to one glimpse , one fond smile of truth
jovial, copious flowers , coquetting trees
oblivion to corporeal world

in a dreamy flowery stream
the passage of bliss of enlightenment
of enchanting peococks and koels
but as u go- u'll leave a song behind
that i will sing and wonder -of the beautiful times

I remember u.....

no I don love you,but still when the night falls in-
I remember u.....
No I don look forward to meet you
but the first glance I throw around ,
 I search for u
No I'm not conscious , yet I feel an awkwardness when near
and an emptiness when away from u
how can I love u??
 ur so opposite
yet in absence of any other thought, I entertain urs
in the sleepless nights when I miss u .
unable to reach the stars- I keep awake -
counting seconds and listening to silent breeze
Then n there I become all yours
till the day dawns in with the thought
I am happy this way
Yte I know within my heart of hearts -
its to last a short while
for I do love you..........
Its just a matter of time , to recognise
n when the eve will take me in its brace
I'll again loose me be all urs.......

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Form Love takes...........

Love -what form u take
n at what unmindful place
as someone with loaf of bread when ur alone n hungry
as a word of faith -in time of tumult on some hoarding
as a stranger with abundance exuberant humour-in ur acute deficiency phase
as a fond smile of unconditional love- when ur on verge of disintegration
what i remember -on fondest ruminences as God n his presence ??
thousands of parties n bash at food joints??
hundreds wishing me on my victory n toasting to glory ??
or the days with no relevance but fun -roam ,stroll n chat
no -not at all -its all too superficial to leave a presence
but its the memory of being helped unasked for, in most unexpected manner
of cared for ,in divine ways most perfectly, by perfect strangers
its instants when i dint knew what i need and was provided for
its those forms of love -God takes, i marvel at
when u lay -with just a deep humble
n a desire to extend the same divine hand of faith n love
to those who require it - the the same unexpected junctures
the good within each human ,
the virtue behind the veil of vice
the truth behind the saddist hatred
its in that truth i seek - u my lord
n the forms u take to uplift ur child
n sustain the truth -as forever form of love

Lemme have a glimpse of the true Hero......

who could behold the enormous strength
of mind, of elloquence,of intellent
where on earth was another hero
he was to be the one for long
the true hero of humanity
a saviour in true sense
his glimpse would have been uplifting , his words enchanting
come again n lemme hear -what left the world mesmerised n charmed
what showed them the right from wrong
what beholded them in the thread of humanity
lemme hear ur words - lemme hear u in person
whats this enlightenment
n whats the quest of purity
whats god , whats religion -whats the correlation to humanity
if u were here now- i would have treaded to u
to see- what u mean by the words so written
to get the glimpse of only person - i look upto as a hero
a century back - away from the world wars - utter ruin of humanity
u lived n envisaged a better world - of unity n brotherhood
n it did listened to u for sure-
untill the Nazi's turned -to huge devastations
then where were ur preachings gone??
what ur disciples did??
what u would have done - if had been present at world scene??
the questions just don leave me
n d wishes - to turn back n see
a hero - in words n speech , a hero in life n for centuries to come
unparallel - one of a kind - n a ideal for billion lives
who wont see him , wont meet him
just formulate a charm of him - addressing a gap-mouthed audience
n imagining all the awe n wonder of that pretty land
of the moments you walked on the pious land
n will feel a strange upliftment
ur sayings adorning walls- reminding them that u lived
as reality not as some words written down centuries back as epics
as an embodiment of the spirit of it
what would you do - if were here now??
in the times of global warming n distrust
in time of so called competitions n computers
what would be the form for this stage??
what message would u propagate -for this crowd
so short on everything , from time to patience
gimme a glimpse of the hero - the true and only hero of the world
a world saviour - in real.........!!!!

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Radha- a noone....!!!

Now again Radha realized
she's no-one -
never does she counts
what rights , which opinion??
haah - she is supposed to spring up with actions
on order of more intelligent lot
the self proclaimed knoweth it all's
her voice , her views are just immaterial

ohh she was engaged in many a brilliant talks -but it was a ploy to trap
she was a friend at equal terms - till she tread the laid path
but ahh soon she was a bitch - with her own ideas

they wondered  how can it ever be
why don't just exist n tread the asked lines
n live happily -
else we are the mature people
and we may decide to shun and abandon u
you dislike it ???
as if the choice ever rested with you !!!

anyways short lived things are often fake
happy for the short lived pain
happy for the break of chains
happy for rediscovering my voice
happy that I am not that lame
blind people , silly ideas -how far could go
there's delay but the truth must reign as the end

Radha must know to keep her silences
not give illusions of conformity anywhere
there's no need to put up with dirt
cause its never gonna lessen
unabated it will go

what God had in mind - I can't imagine
but maybe the most beautiful creature of the world
needed to be lamed somehow , tamed somehow
else how will the show run
so he gave silly ideas n notions of beauty all around
n let her shower her exquisite self -till it hurts
n then again -she won't learn but repeat
that way the show keeps running
n with an added charm
of events unforeseen

Lord -a plaything am I
in thou hands
pull me here , keep me there
lend me sense n take it again
but your flash n presence
is indeed what it takes
to accept u - in all amusing plays
n acceptance I have gained for you and for your ways
I won't put up with the silly thoughts
cause there's no better thought to entertain then yours

But Lord tell me just once - why you had to cripple like this?
but of course its a show -not to be boring
and ask saddistic questions
So lemme be a humorous joker here
lemme not cry n weep -but crack silliest jokes n
let all laugh to charm thee mighty lord!!

Monday, October 24, 2011

Mother ........

n again the mother had known that child was in trouble
she was restless throughout previous night , until she realised
it had to be her child , then she had called her
the awkward silences - did no good - she knew all was not well as said
she sat praying to lord to give her child strength
she sat, tears in her eyes,  she couldn't give her child a world perfect
it was she -responsible for the fate of her children
she should do a better job
but what can she do -??they are just so far
all the technological accessories failed to project the reality
she sat brooding and cursing the wicked false world
she sat thinking she should never have let her child go away from her
till it was night - n she called again
beta , do take care , take no tensions - all will be well
n the child wondered -how could she know -with no words
when none in world can understand the sufferings she bears
when noone spots the tears in eyes as she sits with a fake smile
unknown undisclosed, on her own
adding more emotions in god's show
like a madness soon to pass
she discards all events, on her part
yet the mom knows - her child needs care
how ?? how can it ever be
mom why u have to be so emotional, so sensitive, so intuitive
please be tough n make me so
a real tough robust person
please don't be protecting me forever .......
please teach me to trust the divine ways ......

Monday, October 17, 2011

God lend me some Grace.........

God I need thee today
in this state , in this phase
what am i upto , i am clueless
I have everything I ever hoped for
yet m unsure, uninvolved, if not indifferent'
its all ur mercy -that i am spared
its all ur blessings am at this phase
yet see your child - n her pathlessness
see her loosing grip n holding on again
as if a desperate effort to survive
as if yet to reconcile, yet to revive
where n how , what n if - but , cant it
they rule my head -all day
maybe , probably is the most definite form they ever take
n m cuming to thee again - lend me some grace
tend me as ur novice child
lemme just sleep for a while in ur lap
lemme be pampered again in ur care
God - i wanna tread on the right path
if only i could make what exactly right is........
i don wanna hurt any being
i don wanna burden anyone -yet m so much dependent
so much used too -of seeking company
n its just a silly self maybe-escaping from her responsibilities
it can be an insane being- making her thoughts go wild n psychic
whatever it maybe - I need u to guide me
supervise me -cause m just d follower of divine guidance
n somehow d link is gone, i don hear any uplifting voice
no ray seems pointed at me - or illuminating my ways
so constrained n centred am i in this web
that i realy need to figure it out n accept
help me - i come to thee- accept my prayers
oh God - i need ur help - please grant me some grace of conduct.
some sense to hold onto - some clarity to move ahead.

Its not u ......

Its not of u , its more of me
from whom i wanna hide
dont wanna face – head on
its some deep scars i don wanna ever experience in life
i wanna run the moment it seems to cystallise
afraid am i of unknown monster , of unknown pain
not just for me, but for u too
i just cant expect any pain due to me
as i can mend my broken self hundreds of time
but for u i wont take it on chance
i can take my life up again from numerous ruins
till its all have to do with secondary cause

so trust me- u deserve d best
go away – from this jumbled self
live your beautiful life – exuberantly
keep away from senseless web
as , its not u, its of me-m afraid of
for pain i cant take even as a secondary stance
these fluctuating decisions, this stagnant world
wont hold on the protective roof for long
for it will blow away with the wind
for an unknown end , an unknown cause
n its both u n me- m trying to protect
from this stupid spontaneous self
take my words – go your way n go fast
for its more of me – dat i cant be sure of.....!!!!

Go Slow - n take me along.....!!!

go slow
oh the breeze, so enchanting
behold me in your flow
lemme come with u to distant lands -
lands of discovery n adventure
lemme fly away to horizon each day
in the rhythm and in gale
amidst the nature's beauty
lemme capture all the diverse landscape
As an image in my mind
lemme fall back on the basics of life
that is so very beautiful
lemme just stop -n wander on my own
lemme not be dictated by any protocol
no schedules, no fixed targets
no deadlines, no preoccupation
go where ever i feel , turn at my own wish
take me
oh thy winds -for i simply love your journey
n your freedom
to live on your terms

isnt it u.....

isn't it u -who believed in the impossible
isn't it u - who saw the most beautiful dreams
isn't it u - who believed even one being can make a difference
isn't it u - who had complete faith
on the self sufficiency of herself

where that sweet chirpy gal went
where she lost her complete sense
where is that solid faith
where is that consistency n confidence
where r u lost -my dear self

here is your world-here is your canvass
still waiting for the first stroke of colors
where are you -hiding beneath the shades
why are you afraid of the darkness
who killed your jovial soul

why this extreme emotional diffidence
oh common you are not a lousy being with a silly tongue
you are not a being to boast n turn other way
where are you?
I am seeking u
where are you - i turn to you
answer me - answer back
come to me n hold my hand
I am there for you always
trust me - n ease up
come to me - n noone else
don't throw yourself at others mercy

don't just be so weak n incompetent
see the eyes who looked up to you
see those, with complete faith on u
what is destiny thats driving life
what worst can it do to you
then what you are doing

oh common - you stupid gal
shed the others opinions you hold so tight
shed the notions of wrong n right

oh divine god - accept me once again
accept me as just another creator
as an energy to beautify world
as no one else-but a maker

oh dear you - i pray for thee
may you grasp your senses
may you have enough courage to be yourself
to accept n please your being
to stop pretending -n running from your soul!!

sometimes when i am not so resolute...

sometimes when i am not so resolute
no convictions hovering on my mind
to shun away the unnecessary web
that i have woven all around me
its then that i wanna be with u
to be silly as a child
to just do whatever my whim decides
to come to thee n hold your hand
make u laugh n dance to joyous tunes
n all the while being silly
till then i don't care for what is apt
what must be done -as per norms
then i feel -its just this day n this moment
i truly wanna live - madly, zestfully n totally
n then with a deep sigh it all vanishes
as if we are slaves of our own convictions
self imposed limitations and conduct
for whom-so-ever
but then its so short lived
n there are so many futile worries
that concepts of right n wrong are often mingled
as if by fearing we are ever spared
yet the thought survives n dictates
n we kill the thoughts which feel reviving
living a stale monotone - in the hope
that future will behold some nice clarity
n change the indecision for once and for all
walking on my favourite road - treaded to my dreaming self
it was not what i had dreamt, even i was unconcious
that the path i am on is just my wish
the beauty of trees n birds sounds
which used to evoke in me such bliss
today i cudnt even hear -as i walked in stress
on the same beautiful dreamy land

what was the trouble i cant put in words
or we can say there was none
which i could point at
it was my own self-my own lost being
my own indecisions n wavering faith

Sunday, October 16, 2011

"The house believes that State should discredit the GODMEN"

THis was the topic of finals of National Debate Championship@IITB. Team 1 in favor , of the view that the Godmen as a concept is detrimental to the idea of choice and rationality , one person actinng as Gods own man - can make u do anything , cashing on ur fundamental beliefs and crisis to there own ends and means, with not even a slight scope of rationality by the invokation of Godmenship in the name of supreme power . The examples of National decisions and large scale heinous acts like drowning children in ponds to achieve an end - as advised by the Godmen and hence cannot be counteracted by anyone ....

So since u cannot teach people logic to check or disbelief for themselves -with simple literacy , State as the authority to put people's good at end ,

The 2nd team - put that people have the right of believe -u have the freedom to belive on what you wish . The state as an authority have no right to discredit an aspect of people's belief be it - religion or Godmen and many a Godmen have done good to society as a generality .

Who said there's a discrimination ?? there's none...!!!
No, there's none... Gals r being treated at equal terms with boys - society being founded on equality -treats all equally !! I can prejudice myself for aeons on ideals - but it hurts me to see the disrespect in words when spoken of gals anywhere and in any contexts. ohk gimme all the bullshit of -some gals do it that way , they deserve to be treated like that , they create their image like that n all the blah blah ...but hello - hold on - who said no guy ever did that?? y cant u see its perfectly natural for some beings to go astray - behaving in unacceptable ways - but its humane -not a speciality of some specific group . n then all the traits associated with gals- they talk a lot , so do most guys-n lemme tell u there are lots who don!!! they are confused - the guys are also mostly.... society as whole tends to discourage gals taking independent stands and positions - boisterous lady, aimbitious woman n all such connotations are often associated to them . n it really hurts me to see - there's no end to it - i cant fight a battle with each and every one for equality . i have to come to terms with it eventually - now i just smile or give a sardonic look -but no words- i cant loose my friends - for its the rubbish all people have inculcated gradually n freely blurt out as a means of fun.. it hurts me no less - it pains me the same .......

but maybe those lessons of morality are the idealism taught in school- i should not be so serious about them all the time , so i have accepted it -as a passive listener - unresponding but trust me - i do wanna analyse all the human beings on earth as sample - n come up with results to show how insane people can be - irrespective of gender- n what an immoral stand n view they carry for half the world - just because women listen in silence everywhere ...........

Saturday, October 15, 2011

What in the name of Modernism??? is it just aloofness , moral deficiency society and aimless beings....towards a tragic end!!!

Suicide as a concept has always haunted me and any example - has always sent shivers down my spines - how ?? how can anybody for whatever reason can attempt to put an end to his/ her own life?? U don like ur job place - leave it , ur under tons of pressure at home for any reason - run away , go - change ur place , ur ways , ur aims , ur thougths , - give urself a second chance of perfect existence... a break - a real break ...go on hilltops -n just chill -go away to whatever u have ever liked being to and try to decipher what fascinates u of it - go chill relax - u need not do anything in life now as what others think - just being there is enough - doing something is our nature - what we feel like we'll do - one day and only that day will matter - no other day - there's no hurries , no train to catch -- exist beautifully n serenely - laugh with friends -- or just see the amusing ur self -- but y end like that??

There are many ways u can think ur life is useless - but y u need to get the use at an instance glance - let it be a new start - y cant u just leave all in past n tread a new way of ur make , forget the pressure , forget the expectations , forget whatever ur supposed to be n ur not ... its all immaterial - isnt it ...just sit in a park for days - n witness the people ,their joy n their pains; cry out loud if u want to - but just for a moment look around with open eyes -witness life in its flight as birds , as butterflies , as colours as fun , as emotions , as joy ; as trees that are always there as ultimate assurance ;see the nature n its ample resource ...go help someone in whatever mintue way u can - n feel what gratitude is . know the essence of life that its surely no race against time or against urself , its no timelines or string of chains ; rather its just what ever u want it to be ...u wanna just be the one u feel like being...

y cant u go n tell the man nearest n seemingly most happy all ur troubles just for companion sake- tell him that u feel like its a useless existence just as a last attempt n trust me -that day u'll realise -its all a miniscule , am empasse , very next day ur gonna be grateful to God and filled with awe and wonder that as a child u always held deep withi n ur self and shining in ur eyes; capture it again - go help an orphanage , go help old people just for a change - go wish all well - praise all u feel like worthy of a praise - y u need to be an Einstein or the smartest guy/gal in the world ...there's perfectly no need of them - somebody will take care of that by his own unaware being - u just be there on stage -n do the little little things that matter - that really matter the most to someone - n trust me the gudwill will take u to dreamlands u always cherished to be in ur wildest dreams ..........

ohhh i had gone thru this thought once - n that was so stupid to even consider , now its most amusing side ,cant help but laugh at it now- "not cracking an exam " failing straight in the face of ur friends , family and society and crashing ur belief on u to dearths . I understand how it feels - but then xyz exam is not u live for - neither does it matters ?? so many uneducated heroes of world have proved it ...all that matters is being human - n respecting humanity in whatever little way u can ...

College dropouts who make a difference, little villages people who make there village stand apart as the best example of self sustained onen n no of such examples - i feel that needs just to be human, u just need to be sensitive and creative , do whats required, help others in ur most ingenuious way u can - best engineering products are created by necessity -which no engineering graduate can n has sitting in premier colleges with tons of equations n know-how.........!!!

ohh just wipe out tears of ailing eyes , bring back smile on one thats deprived life-- create beauty n joy --- that u can always do --- just ur confident smiling presence will do ...but don live this someone else imposed battle on u-- leave the battle n regain u ............

Friday, October 14, 2011

When perfection becomes a habit ..a norm of day , a way of life..

Today , a day after and again
from habit to becoming a nature
when perfection becomes a norm rather than an exception
when cool attitude, help as instinct and worm to learn
is what all are bitten by
when ideas sprout n are sure to be realized
when act on wish and live a dream is the way
when surroundings induce these bug in you
trust me my dear that day you are an IITian............!!!

its the wait for normal spaces to be copied in multiple forms
for multiple brains, a day before exam
its the huge queue of nerds, chasing the bus running from the stop
its the designs of huge networks with a chalk n a board
its the concepts just fitting in the form just perfectly
like a piece n bits falling to fit in
n it should make you more strong
with each passing day,
with each encompassing/engrossing thought
remember the days when you just wanted to feel great
like a new idea and understanding
recollect the yearn to read and marvel
remember the crave to feel the shell - break it to pieces
n live a day of freedom of work
tasks just out of your wish
do u remember me?
I am that craving from days past
to do something meaningful
and now walking at the sidewalks
with the giants around and overwhelming feats
so many things to learn and fathom
n beautifully understand the varied forms
why this rush to put it restrictedly,
no worries of manipulations
bygone are the crazy days
learn the free spirit
of reason, of logic
tread with an insight
make the foundations of Rome
strong and huge to the core
like the incessant work on some art form
relish the learning as it flows
like a wonder in eyes and joy of mind at work
like a genuine thought twirling and shaping in the nerves
be strengthened with each difficult second
thanku IIT for whatever it is u gave
and for giving the breathing space
to choose what I want
comprehending the degrees of freedom
is now the charm
lemme fall in
and fathom the depths of perfection.........

Saturday, October 8, 2011

City I lived and Loved..............!!!!

It was not the love at first sight , neither it was second for that matter . It was only after living there for an year and then four more that I had fallen in love with the city -Indore . M.P.'s commercial hub and so called “mini Mumbai” is a unique treat in itself. With all the Historical heritage of AhilyaBai Nagri and hence derived names of major University and Colleges trains n places there -it has plethora of places to roam around and have fun . But its not what lends uniqueness and identity to it – the thing which noone can ever miss – is the food crazinees of the Indori Public . Yes however strange it may sound -its the best and the identifying trademark of any Indorian .

Lemme shed some light on the extensiveness n extent of this trait – Every street and corner – has atleast 3 shops of snacks and Poha jalebi -all side by side , i emphasise -”every street” -colony ,roadside , busstand side of a abandoned place – anywhere and everywhere – thats the first thing u tend to miss when ur out of Indore – that u have to go to some specific place to get to eat what u love – but not in Indore- for they love “Poha -Jalegi , Sev -which is used in most creative ways in any n almost every thing they tend to prepare-a must to have indeed , Kachori , Samosa , Chat , Namkeens and all other varied snacks n sweets if u still want to eat something after having your fill of these customary mandatory n habituary things to eat – u do have have them at your disposal – for the Keyword is “Eat” .

Every Km or so – u'll have a big market where u can find ofcourse many eateries and namkeen makers shops and a huge queue of line of people waiting for there turn to eanter and have there plunge at there favourites at any time of day n night ofcourse too . Early morning 6 am – all shops have a queue , late night at 3 – oops its a queue indeed . Kothari market, RNT Marg ,Siyagang, Dawabazar, Sarafa,Chhawani ,Sapna Sangeeta ,Regal , Khazuri etc etc

There are many famous “citywise” shops too - “The GK -Guru Kripa -nearby Bus stand , The Chappan – named after initial 56 shops there, now many more - which is specifically developed eating out area – surrounded by Malls like Treasur Island ,Globus , Vishal mart ,Almost all Outlets n show rooms and many more shops all around – fullto shopping and hang out place .

Then it has its own dialect and words – Bakar , Tafri etc etc – which can easily make u understand them the moment they open there mouth . Living life to fullest is what they know – though its not as safe as Ahmedabad , as grand n impersonal as Mumbai neither a Political power hub as Bhopal or Delhi. Yet its a city with life , city with fun , city with craze n zest n ofcourse food . Indori people are crazy !!!! and thats what u cant miss – they do what they want – n live the way they want. N Ofcourse they are varied crowd – some from up , some from gujarat , some from Punjab , some from partition day sindh , Some from Maharashtra - yet living there for so long – blended together they all are Indori now.

Ofcourse how can I delay the mention of word 'Rajwara “ till so long – its the biggest market of Indore – like SN + Chandni chowk of Delhi , Fashion street + Colaba of mumbai – Its in the form of huge area – where one entire street is dedicted to specific things – so u have cloth market in a section , electrical appliances section , stationary and books s3ction – and eateries are only shops with liberty to sprout up at every nook and corner .

Its said ur a true Indorian iff “U have been to SARAFA at 3 in night to have Special Poha Jalebi “ there . Well i can add Burf ka gola to it .

Almost every KM or so u can find a mall -n ofcourse full with people – crunch of paring space and
the crowdest part being the food court . Pakiza sarees , Indore has rich of the richest people
amidst multitudes of Engineering colleges , art colleges , schools and a medical college .

Thre best part is – u can get whatever u want within a periphery of 10 Km thats where Bus stand Railway station , all major hospitals , colleges , parks , eateries , marriage gardens and malls are situated . And if ur after very specific place -then ofcourse its a big city . It has City bus – the first of its kind to be run there – which where later incorporated in other cities too , then honda city as City cabs .

N ofcourse Indorians talk a lot . They simply love it !!! Bskar u see...... Holi diwali , dusshera , christmas , new year – they just need a bahana too celebrate n wish n smile n talk .

After leaving that city I have been too Ahmedabad , Delhi , Gurgaon n Mumbai – but it stands out . SO next time when u find anyone – going on on fondly on Indore – dont be bored – understand that he's trying to tell u of a uniquest city and most charming place to be.

It has unque way to identify places with – each of its turning is named and place is known by that . Like navlakha chowraha , Gita bhawan , bhawar kua , Vijay nagar ,LIG , Palasia etc etc . n there are only two roads to identify with – AB Road and MG Road.

Ofcourse Chokhi dhani , Nakhrali dhani , Ralamandal ,Choral dam , Patal paani , Mandu ,Omkareshwar , Bijasen tekri ,Khajarana Temple , Lalbagh etc etc – should be described but then every City has places to roam around so i leave description of these .
Mathurawala ,Monkey's Cafe , Buddy's Cafe , TI Foodcourt , Celebrations foodcourt , Sarafa , Chappan all need special mention ofcourse .

Saturday, October 1, 2011

n when she learnt to live again...............

n writing of the time , when she was reborn - having learnt to live again .....
n what she did - what happened - will all come in notes n forms .........
She was the one-too vibrant -to keep captive
to thoughtful -to be kept in bounds
too perceptive -to be frowned by clowns
she was the one-observant,literal and free
free of any imposed notions and bounds not of her make
she was the one-ready to relive each day -to bring some aspect anew
and she learnt to live new ways -in her varied attempts of the same
its a tale- as far and distant as the tale generally is
when the portrayal just depicts the reflection you find within
that ohhh Holy God- this has been me - so many times
those moments i keep locked away from all eyes
the times -i feel like i am alive and different
amusing i dare say , to ur own logical self
its the tale of this gal - Cheery as perceived
but lost in an experiment of life
that never takes the same form and flow
yet keeps you for new rides and places
its somewhere their - that the need to tell arose
n she sat scribbing down what she could think of

An Evening @ Lakeside...............

As if the tides stood still , letting the waves reign .....
as if the waves ran playfully - to flow with the wind passing by
as if the wind filled the place- to make trees dance with its beats
as if the trees rose up in joy to meet the sky
as if the exalting sky changing its colous as a dj of the entire scene
driving n encouraging the cycle of abundant joy!!!
n sitting dere amidst glittering lake n sky changing hues n colours
green n blue n grey , pale yellow n orange
listening to the humming birds flying towards the vast horizon
profusing with inexplicable joy,enthu n spirit ; upliftment n solace .
n as i sat dere - with my heart flying with the birds
flowing with the waves n humming with the birds
dancing with the swirling trees......
n i sat dere if the time stood dere ....
still, immobile , calmly for eternity ......
n till it was the transformed to a star lit night!!!