Cheers!

Am a bachelor to the hilt ,these days I have more than enough time
I remain in dreams,listen to music and try my hand at rhymes
But then ofcourse I carry the curse of being a lustful man
Through the corner of eyes I savour delights, as much as I can

There is this girl, pretty face an curls, who walks by my cubicle
and after the rains, against restraints, on her face i noticed a trickle
Dont blame myself, completely forgot, was left gawking at her
the look on her eyes, just sufficed , she understood the matter

And lads like me, it'l always be, hang around her and fancy their chances
Its time for me, to seize opportunity , theres reason to close distances
Competition you may, please stay away,let that girl for me be free
I own that pout, remove your clout, today she smiled at me..
Yeah today she smiled at me.........

The last laugh..

And again like a sharpnell hits, your words of pity my friend,
I wish I can keep you amazed, this time and time again...


Remember , when i was forced to lose, or so to you it must have appeared
When friends and foes, all in one go. had discussed and smeared
helplessness on my face, inspite, they all knew, they feared
it was just plain bad luck ; Did I desrve to be speared
with ghastly blows above my toes? My heart burnt with desire
to tell you to reach you, to spring ahead, with zeal,ice and fire...


And then you closed all alleways, you thought you'd keep me down
You couldnt believe the thrust I could achieve and I did notice you frown
You were left in a daze, you were wide awake; your imaginations went all in vain
You sat and sulked, couldnt believe I worked my way out of my pain
You tried to hold me; confuse, control me and then you turned insane
You mirrored fallacy, strained in jealousy as i merrily danced in the rain...


I remember how like a sharpnell hit, your words of pity my friend,
I wish I can keep you amazed, this time and time again...

Amused....

Visceral pleasures of an ensconced man
I repeat the myriad sins
of pleasing myself in solitude
and play my music in purported élan
They say I am a confused man

Refurbished wounds like a soiled caftan
tattered to shreds with false belief
They did not fathom my strong desire
to re-live, replenish my vanity van
They say I am a confused man

so what conventions are not for me
Priorities progress like rapids, change
directions at will where loose earth encourages
me to push as hard as I can
They say I am a confused man......

Re: Where the mind is without fear

Where the mind is full of fear, a few heads hung in shame
Where education comes at a cost, leadership struggles for a name
Where the world is broken into fragments
by narrow domestic walls
Where words come out of fallacy & selfish shallow halls
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards corruption and disgrace
Where stream of reason is distant and out of place
meandering in the desert sand of dead habit and dead decree
Where the mind is misled , cannot see a sign of thee,
towards an ever shrinking trust; integrity and reason at stake
Into this hell of tyranny, my father, today my country awakes

... 'Yes we can' !...

Am bored and dazed.. but never amazed,
you spring surprises.. unnerve disrupt...
you think "its" wasted... a dumbfound man,

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I lived I died.. i imagined I survived,
I hailed, prevailed... enhanced,curtailed...
I whispered faith... to a similar man..

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We live we die.. we imagine we survive,
we hail, prevail.. enhance curtail..
we take wounds we know they'll heal...
we plunder defeats, we whisk ordeal..
we fly in hope .. spread wings in a span,
we know we believe that "yes we can !"

Breakthrough!

Ever since life got me wrong.. I have rediscovered what it meant to stay numb and be least bothered. Seventy years down the lane when i will be safely flowing along the breeze with my organs turned to ashes.. am sure it will be a different world, my comment however remains limited as i have no clue if life will still exist.
I do understand that global warming and enviornmental pollution are great stuffs to talk about, great issues to be addressed. Innumerable hours have been spent to understand the long drawn implications of the constant puff of smoke that our cars are letting out, to understand glaciers and what could happen if they decide to melt and even to understand to an extent socialite enviornmentalists, who in their whites discuss nature ,especially infront of the public eye.
It also sometimes make me wonder why on earth do i get least perturbed about my enviornment, why do i switch channels the moment there are those preachy ads showing disgust and contempt towards men like me ( i believe there are many) and why am i attracted to remain un noticed and un biased towards anything and everything that can save our planet? Why cant i "think green" or may be even help people "save the world". A little introspection and hence this piece of internet pollution....
"Saving the world" perhaps is best suited for americans wherein they derive similar pleasure as an average indian would get out of natural masturbation. I live in Bangalore , i am happy with life whatever little it gives me. I even spare some bucks for charity to the supposedly destitude children who beg for money in the Sony World signal in Koramangala. Sometimes these children look pained ,hungry and helpless and in between those long minutes of waiting for the lights to turn green ,I actually thank God that i was born with a shelter above my head and that i was able to go to school and that i was educated enough to believe global warming is dangerous..Yes ofcourse i want to save the world but maybe do something for these children as well...
DONT CUT TREES..fine agreed its a heinous crime. tell me onething then.. where will people live now? We are evolved species or so we are told and that definitely rules out living in jungles. Just one more question that bothers me.. how many of us actually refuse a real estate on the basis of number of trees that were cut to create them? Further it absolutely beats me ;the fact that so many of us "connect" to nature by making a small kitchen garden on the roof tops and contribute our best to this naturist jingoism.
The solution remains obscure.However wether we accept it or not.. we are actually doing nothing to substantiate the macro actionables suggested by those stupid tv ads. Lets face it and may be you would agree too that a common man has just so many things to worry than to prevent a tree getting cut at the side of the road on his way to office. I know i sound offensive but then may be this is my confession and can be yours too that there are certain things which are inevitable and are solved only with priorities. Lets leave the americans with planet saving missions... most of the Indians are busy saving themselves...including me.