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  A false story was concocted, more falsehood was added as it progressed, Crime, drama, raids, drugs, dubious witnesses, a mysterious bald man, It was fast paced, retaliation was swift, family, religion, skeletons tumbling, Cruise, party, drugs on shoes, kids became men in a few jiffy, jail and its rules. Battery of Lawyers unravelled wheat from the chaff, bail and not jail is the norm, The fight was ferocious, under currents diabolic, fight to the finish, no holds barred, Papa stood by his son, mud and slander didn’t stick, a block buster Diwali release, Villains defeated, licking their wounds, Haarkar Jeetne wale ko Baazigar kehte hain.

  It’s that feeling when everyone turns against you, The elements conjure new tricks to deceive you, Whatever you touch turns to mud, the skyline dark, You are at the fag end of your wits, that Dry feeling. The taps of life run Dry, there are no more tears, The mind searched for the elusive oasis in the desert, You know who stands by you, and who ran away, You are like the Dry twigs, ready to be stamped out. The inner reserve comes to fore, when there is nothing to lose, The fight to finish has begun, losing is not an option, Eyes light up, unwavering resolve, win at all costs, Rain wets your path, Dry drowns in its own tears.

When we go towards the countryside, we see so many birds and insects, Colourful, chirpy, musical, buzzing, flying from one branch to another, so soothing, From where they come, what they eat, how they survive the seasons, it’s a miracle.  It’s Nature’s mystery, there is sheer magic, all elements in perfect harmony. These multitude of birds build their tiny nests in the branches of trees and plants, This is where the Birds go with food for the young ones, eagerly waiting, so loving, They rest in the Nests, speak to the young ones in their chirpy language, so sweet,  They give them confidence to be independent, train them to stand on their own feet.  Man observed the birds closely and learnt to build tiny huts for his family, As he progressed, he became greedy and started grabbing the birds territory, The roofless birds left for newer pastures, their early morning buzz gone forever,  Now the man sits in his palatial Nest, surrounded by concrete, rueing his folly

 When I look into your eyes My world is filled with a million joys, You're the one.. you're are the one Every time your lips curve into a delightful smile, My life's a memorable journey every mile, Oh yeah, you are the only one, Why I exist, you're the reason In your arms, I keep dreaming When you hold me, kiss me, hug me, From stress and strain, I break free You're the one... You're the one Oh yeah, you're the only one, Why I exist, you're the reason You taught me what it means to love and be loved  Never shall I let you go, With me you be always, Oh yeah, you're the only one  Why I exist, you're the reason

AB has decided to call it a day, will be missed by many, The Dynamo from the land of Proteas, has pulled out.  The true blooded 360 degrees player, every bowler feared, So quick, so fast, teenagers envy, super fit, a smiling killer.  He wielded the Willow like a magic wand,  perfect team man, Fours and sixes flew from his blade, fielders stood amazed, His display, cool and collected, calm and calculative,  a player for every occasion.  Records tumbled, crowd roared.  Playing at the top level takes its toll, facing the pace and spin,  He took the game to the next level, won matches on his own.  Cricket so much grateful to this master conjurer, AB au revoir.  I start humming , AB na jao chod kar, ke dil Abhi bara nahi.

  We all keep a diary, some physical, others in mind, It records the smallest detail that interested or disturbed you. There are days when the diary if full, some days very little. The life’s ups and downs are recorded to reminisce. Childhood memories are recorded which affect adults, The mannerisms, quirks and gait is formed on taunts and insults, the peculiarity, food preference, are all habits of young age. The love and likes, interest and trust, high and low, is all there. When we add all the plus and minus over the time in the diary, It’s been beautiful, superb, great, enchanting, much to thank for, You are wonderful, kind, helpful, generous, noble soul and heart, The pages are full of fond incidents, very few off days.

       Wine has always been a symbol of indulgence, good life, status and elegance, Who doesn’t crave to move up the ladder, hold a glass in hand and talk bullshit. Excess drinking of Wine has led to the downfall of Empires across the globe, Armies that have plundered distant lands bravely, have lost to excessive Wine. For many an evening spent with friends with a bottle of wine is the real life, You lose your pretence, your style, as the liquor makes your tongue blabber, You curse, fight, become loud, a nuisance, a parasite, one who can’t hold his drink, Friends ignore you, colleagues avoid you, you’re journey downhill has begun. Enjoy the Wine, dine well, smile a lot, make friends, crack jokes, hug the dear ones, Let not your life revolve around Wine, other priorities should take precedence, Wine is for leisure, it’s for pleasure, to break the ice, to set the mood to enjoy, You’re destined to scale new heights, create landmarks, reach the top and then sip Wine. Lik...

  We are our own COMPETITION !!! Rise above competition, be the best in whatever you do, Why do we compete when there is so much for everyone, Is it to excel, or to to move ahead of others, Challenge yourself, set tough achievable goals, Shun diversions, accept support, lead from the front, Grab the opportunity, the competition is with you. To compete brings the best in you, teaches sportsmanship, Go as as a team, motivate, stress, accelerate, You are a tough competitor, the crown is yours.

I always wondered why February had lesser days, Then I fell in Love and nothing else mattered, It was short lived, we parted, without much fuss, Hence Valentine in February, short and sweet. The month is the culprit, the cusp of chill and warmth, Your longing heart gets the cold treatment, You try again and again and get that elusive smile, You’re over the moon, in Fools Paradise. Life will give you such breaks, for good or bad, You yo-yo between extremes, from despair to ecstasy, Each day a milestone, every moment a canvas, Colourful, brush strokes of perfection, An abstract masterpiece in the making.

We all claim to be objective, we don’t allow distractions, We fight against injustice, we know what is right, Our minds made up, we shrilly boast of our views, Why do we cloud out thought with religion and politics. We become Object of ridicule when we stand exposed, Our so called middle class mentality so crass, We shout, fight, push, kill to get our outdated thoughts across. We Object to rightists and leftists and support the leftovers. We think of our security and benefits selfishly, We object vehemently if anyone else comes up in life, Our closed door schooling has made us into robots, To hell with Objectivity as long as our Object is safe and sound

  What is complete, is it just a perception like beauty is to the beholder; Or is it more deep, more intense, difficult to achieve, never ending pursuit; In a man’s world, where priorities change frequently, ends are tentative; In our aim to attain security, we compromise on means to reach that peak. Why we desire to Complete, when the path is full of mysteries to unravel; Enjoy the trip, face the odds, take diversions, nutty to naughty, life’s surprises; Make mistakes, be mad at times, life’s too short to be taken seriously; Witty, tolerant, light hearted, responsible, friendly & smiling, you’re Complete

When the world is hushed in sleep When there is not a sound to be heard I sit by the window to look at the sky All stars glittering bright like diamonds I see you thru those shining dots As I gaze at them, I stretch my arms in the open sky, to hold you I look up at the starry sky again the stars were still sparking over me Alas to only realize and shake off The imagination out of my mind  

  The cool breeze gently caress the skin, The cool breeze soothes the ache Whenever in dilemma, I go to the sea front The frolicking kids, the hiding couple The breeze of life, love and happiness Hope in the heart, mischief in the eye, Time is a healer, timeless tides soothing, Breeze past your niggling doubts Face up to the challenges, there are many, Take pauses, let breezes whisper sweet nothings

  We all wear mask, some to escape death, others to escape debt, Mask acts as a shield to cover the misdeeds, to escape being seen, There are those who have invisible mask, a smokescreen to lure, They cheat, fool and destroy their near and dear ones, with a smile. We use perfume to mask odour, cosmetics to mask blemishes and marks, World is full of duplicity, what looks good turns out to be the devil, Close friends turn out to be crooks, well mannered ones to devils, Every mask has a price, we learn to unmask the evils from the good. Mask or no mask, stride on the right path, be genuine, be honest with yourself, Unmask the negatives crossing the path, kick out the hurdles on the way, Move confidently, watch for pitfalls, say bye to shy, you’ll Never say die, You have arrived, you bask in glory, no need for a mask to face the World

  Paper has led us thru life’s topsy turvey journey, It has recorded history across multiple geographies, It has been a trend setter, from dull black and white to colour. It’s addiction has kept people on hook for generations. Paper in different forms has multiple uses and applications, From paper cup to paper boat, from bond to tissue paper. Great work of literature and fiction are printed in paper, Small love chits to legal matters, all preserved in paper. What would be education, communication, contact, Friendship to fervour, fanatic to freedom, all in paper. Shakespeare to Milton, their work preserved on humble paper. If no paper in the morning, the day is dull and dreary.

  Look for me in the waves of the sea in the clouds in the sky look for me among the songs of the birds in the fallen autumn leaves look for me in a forgotten song in a poem never read look for me in the darkness of the night near to the moon among the stars look for me in the lillies with the morning sun in the blowing of the wind in a cold winter day i will be there to love you always to stay besides you through your days of dreams and fears...

I like walking at my own pace, thru wilderness, eyes open, to soak in divinity. Mind calm, rhythm set, thoughts clear, footsteps even, silence and solitude, Trees and birds talk to me, swaying and chirping, as eager as a kid, They bring out the child in me, their wealth of knowledge a revelation. They share their fragrances, their fears, as their habitat starts shrinking, Come rain, come Sun, they give me Company, Ready and ever smiling They get busy to take on the daily chores, serenely as they get good audience, The cool breeze whispers sweet intimate messages, caressing my cheeks. The wet muddy path and leaf with dew drops, a Reason to thank Nature. As the smiling Sun rises to spread light, engulf the World in splendour, I am blessed to enjoy one more beautiful day, specially created for me, There is every Reason to be grateful and alive, as I bow my head to Almighty

I, me and myself is an obsession and self destruction, Take this positively, and make it your love and life changer. Be good to yourself, me first and rest later, indulge and splurge, I deserve and owe to Me, there is more to Me than meets the eye. Build and rebuild step by step, smile and fight for the goal, It’s Me that matters, Me and my comfort zone, my secrets, Don’t ever think that Me can be separated from what is Mine, Win with yourself, wrap yourself in finery, flaunt your gains. At times the cruel world will test your strength and endurance, You will cry and wallop In self pity, lonely and forsaken, All doors shut as you trudge aimlessly in search of help, Me and Me alone will stand by you and show the right path.

  The month of Winter, vacation, exotic places, to chill, Nostalgia for the months gone by, sweet memories, Look at New Year, fresh beginning, hopes a plenty, Plan to chart a new course, to do things differently. Continue the journey, change the mode, accelerate, Faster pace, more to do, laggards left out, Eyes wide open, no time to blink, fast food, little sleep, Pause to take stock, is this what you want. Crowning glory is Christmas, God and grandeur, Party hard, live it up, jive, twist, rock n roll, You deserve it, you are enjoying one more year, Pray for this earth, who has given you so much to live

  There is nothing in this world that cannot be achieved, Paintings and sculptures, and marvellous music, Great wonders of the world, so magical and awesome, Someone visualised and created out of Nothing. There was nothing and then the World came into being, In meditation you reach the tranquil level to grow, When on a successful mission, nothing can stop you. You will scale new peaks, go places, a real winner. The plant grows out of nothing and gives beautiful flowers, The rain comes suddenly changing the mood, Conceptualise, go crazy, go the wrong way, jump, Hit the roof, scream in joy, you are the new Nothing

  We all wear mask, some to escape death, others to escape debt, Mask acts as a shield to cover the misdeeds, to escape being seen, There are those who have invisible mask, a smokescreen to lure, They cheat, fool and destroy their near and dear ones, with a smile. We use perfume to mask odour, cosmetics to mask blemishes and marks, World is full of duplicity, what looks good turns out to be the devil, Close friends turn out to be crooks, well mannered ones to devils, Every mask has a price, we learn to unmask the evils from the good. Mask or no mask, stride on the right path, be genuine, be honest with yourself, Unmask the negatives crossing the path, kick out the hurdles on the way, Move confidently, watch for pitfalls, say bye to shy, you’ll Never say die, You have arrived, you bask in glory, no need for a mask to face the World.

  There are wild forest fires in Australia, America and Africa, wide areas burned down, extensive damage to flora and fauna, death and destruction, fear of the future, the heat is on. Are we paying for our sins, chopping Forests for our greed, depriving wildlife of their homes, The eco system irreparable, the wild cats forced out of their zones to hunt for food, to survive. The harmony disturbed, ecology in peril, global warming, floods and hurricanes, glacier to ground water, Nature is angry. Let us restore the Forests, plant greenery, not use For our Rest.

The rain is relentless, the dark night and the sound on the roof, makes it more spooky, Rats scurry around, the cat meows randomly. The little dog is as scared as me. I sit huddled in the creaking sofa, thunder and lightning add to the gory night. I shudder in fear as someone screams and wails, what a cacophony, There is sound of hoofs and I close my eyes pretending there is nothing wrong. Someone knocks the door noisily but I am in no position to open the door. I pray to Gods of all faiths, get hold of the torch, who could it be at this late hour. The persistent knock grows louder, as I hear thunderstorm in the background. I shiver in fear, clasp my hands tight, should I open the door, see who has come. I walk slowly towards the door and open the bolts with trembling hands, A headless man in dark suit is at the door and a sound comes, I have a Letter for you.

  When the importance of the day is just Sunrise and Sunset, When senses dim, eyesight pale, brain and tongue in contrast, Monotonous food, live in the past, routine life, robbed of plan, What if it’s Sunday or any other day, Forgot to be alive and love. It’s time to wriggle out of abyss, face the light, face the music, Fight for what is right, shake off the negatives, grab the offers, Open the inner being, let hunger for good spurt for new avenues, Forget the past, forge ahead with renewed energy and hope. Why the mood swings, why the dilemma for action and inertia, Press the Go button, the road ahead uncertain, be steadfast. The run up to the finale is full of obstacles to test your spirits, You’ll be a Winner, you’ll Forget the past, you’re a Fighter

  When the Sun goes Beneath a cloud, the moon invisible, My struggle remains a mystery, Full of unseen wounds. The uncertainty, the fear, the aches add to the agony, The dark dead end, cries and moans, add to the misery. How long can this go on, this Beneath the World feeling, From rock bottom, the way is only up, like soaring birds, Like a kite flying, child smiling at the first step, a bear hug, Like a movie hero bashing the bad men, a soulful song. The present, a present of the Will of the omnipresent, The tide has turned, tempest gone, cool breeze conquers, The scars still fresh, but will heal soon, count the blessings, You have glorious plans to rise from Beneath to Brilliance.

  How I look forward to that day of the week, which promises excitement and late nights, No deadlines for tomorrow, no early wake up, no worry of going to work with hangover. It’s Friday dears, let your hair down, live and jive till late night, Kal Ho Na Ho. Work hard and party hard is the mindset, Friday gives you licence to be yourself sans frills. Catch up on gossip with friends, share secrets with girl friend, go with her on long drives, Its our right, it’s our privilege, who doesn’t want to be naughty, Aaj Shukrawar hi

  Her fire, illuminated The nights sky A Phoenix rising From her own ashes Renewed, reborn Into the best version Of her beautiful self She has risen She will conquer She, will soar She is you She is a Mother

  The month of Winter, vacation, exotic places, to chill, Nostalgia for the months gone by, sweet memories, Look at New Year, fresh beginning, hopes a plenty, Plan to chart a new course, to do things differently. Continue the journey, change the mode, accelerate, Faster pace, more to do, laggards left out, Eyes wide open, no time to blink, fast food, little sleep, Pause to take stock, is this what you want. Crowning glory is Christmas, God and grandeur, Party hard, live it up, jive, twist, rock n roll, You deserve it, you are enjoying one more year, Pray for this earth, who has given you so much to live.

  When the chips are down, day after day same routine, Yearn for something different, something cold and sweet, Bygone day’s fond recollection, sweet nothings, shared eats, Ah for those days, carefree and footloose, dripping Ice Cream. Different flavours, different sizes, Colours and white, cone or cup, No party without it, kid to old, all are it’s fan, Any time, anywhere, never out of place at all times, Ice Cream holds the prime spot, Every bite heavenly, enjoy to hilt. Summer or winter, who cares, taste buds demands are met, Eating this is an occasion, friends made, scores settled. Kids know how to demand, their tantrums are lovely to watch, I scream, you scream, we all scream ICE-CREAM !!! 1 Comment Like Comment Active