"Arey.. Am unable to decide yaar.. Do I wear that chunni with mirror-work, laced with fine embroidery at its ends?.. ah, chuck that.. will look way too ornamental.. wait up.. the tested- red-T shirt and a pair of blue (faded) jeans combo? nah.. I dont want to look "unfussy" too.. Rahul doesnt like pastel shades.. So the crinkled "preity-zinta-ish (of Lakshya fame) skirts have already hidden themselves deep down in my cupboard.. Somebody please help me choose The Dress.... (sigh)^n.. Lakshmi.. no inputs? Gawd.. U are hopeless.. " I was caught in my own web of thought as I was seemingly listening and less seemingly, trying to help out my dear buddy, Tina's " grave predicament" ! Holy Crap. Couldnt believe that someone whose wardrobe overflows profusely with an assorted melange of designer-trendy-casual-contemporary-wear was frantically fumbling around for The Dress? This was just getting on me. Out I came to the lawn/basketball court (depends on what you do there!) to get away from what I found a little bizzare ! Goodness me.. There was this huge crowd of girls- yes, they had this proverbial attitude,loads of it, I should admit... and yes, oodles of oomph.. the kind of girls, guys like ogling at.. (No offence dudes, a generalisation!:) ) Nail filing was done with a marked finesse, what followed was an intense debate.. You guessed it right.. "Should it be the-kiss-of-caramel, which has this elegant appeal or the bronze red, which exudes boldness?" Even by the greatest stretch of imagination, I could not stomach the fact that something as trivial as this could keep people ticking and kicking? ..."My guy is treating me in La Meredian after which we are gonna disco! and you know what..."..."Whoa... that's something, but my "Lovie-Dovie" is the chweeeetest in this planet..." Oh damn !( am being real decent in the use of profanities ! ). Yes, tomorrow is Valentines Day.. But what of it? Do girls who are "commited" or those "to-be-commited-fledglings" behave this crazy (not to mention the anxiety mounting... ah, please, there isnt going to be any "earth-shattering" catastrophe on 14th! ) a couple of days before "THE V DAY"? Well, it's a resounding YES.Wasnt able to relate, come to terms with the dizzying madness.. Will I be joining the bandwagon too once It happens? Will it happen? Am still this kiddo, behaving "babyish"and yes, silly at times too. Will I grow up? Or am I this hopeless cynic? and an avalanche of questions racing past each other to haunt my mind, already bothered enough! Oh yes, am going to see the "cuties" with their respective "tall-dark-handsome-guys", the guy pampering his lady.. a bouquet with red roses in full bloom here.. the good old Archies' Xpression Cards.. and many more. Period. Tina is listening to Elvis' "Love me tender" (she must have chosen The Dress, I suppose, I daren't enter her room !!). I enter my room.. the system's on..the first song on my winamp playlist is Rahman's Chandaa suraj laakhon taare.. " I think that sums up my spirit (or the lack of it(!) ) for The Day ! And Tina's too. Period.
As warm as warm could be Engulfed in a sea of love That warm hug That warmer smile Lighting up the dark Showing me the way Transforming hours of gloom To full beaming bloom When dark clouds hover around He's there, holding my hand Till the sun shines through Oh God.. I feel blessed For I possess the best- The best of life's blessings A sibling, so sweet So loving and caring Making me flourish Rain or sunshine The times we have had Are etched deep Ah..indelible memories Can never be traded Through you I understood I felt, experienced Love,undiluted Pure and unconditional My sugar, my baby, There's isnt anything I would not do To have a sibling Such as you (only you) Love you, As much as I could, would and should :-) Miss you too sibling. Cheers to our siblingship Loud and proud ! :-)
PS: hey this one is a testimony, pure unadulterated dil-se version :-) Missing my rakhi-to-be-brother a lot today...
The realm of emotion which life tenders- Of myriad shades, oh.. profusely copious! Joy..pride..envy.. and a horde of other breeds, We experience, we sense, we feel.. There’s a shimmering gleam in the eye, Following the intangible exuberance of the heart, The façade, scorching with spirits high. Ah.. Heavenly bliss, at its wholesome best.. Goodness God! Wouldn’t it last an eternity? I desire with vehemence, for “eternal bliss”; But, hold, my friend! Let’s face it Life aint a mind-numbing drone.. And there are agonizingly harrowing times- Assaulted by excruciating pain, arrested by gloom; Neither the fire to confront; nor the will to overcome.. Vexed, wrecked and vanquished, I succumb to tragedy. Goodness God! Would it last an eternity? I desire with vehemence, for an emphatic invalidation; But, hold, my friend! Let’s face it Life aint a mind-numbing drone.. Like the burst of rain for the withering crop; Like the candle flame in ominous darkness; There’s this prolific blaze, christened hope- To steer my way through the corridor of glory. Then, there’s the venomous pang of envy, creeping in; At times, the flaring temper, at times the bouts of ego.. And a flock of other multifarious strains of emotion, In accordance with these, my soul swings.. sways.. PS: a desperate attempt at poetry.. tried to convert a write-up which i wrote long back into rhyme.. :-)
one frame leaves you in splits. the other stirs the deepest emotions, strikes the deepest chord and urges the rusty brain to do some thinking.an expletive here, an expletive there, innovative swear words (;-p), a fantastic genre of music, (what else can be expected of the maestro, rahman?), a movie, fresh and unique, leaving you pondering , for good. yo! rang de basanti happened just when i started believing the ideology that bollywood was going to the stray dogs! thanks to the movie, i've started believing there is still talent in the industry nad that bollywood can go beyond the oh so usual love triangles with A LOT of unwarranted exposure (commercialization, is how they call it!). oh, how many flavours have been offered by RDB? wow.. be it aamir rocking you with his wit or sidharth, with his intense potrayal,atul, almost bringing more than a tear with his sarfarosh ki tamanna, sharman joshi- ah so cute, with his "kunwara"- wit, soha and madhavan pairing up exhibitting divine, heavenly chemistry, sue, ravishing her way!:).. each one fits so beautifully in the scheme of things, outshining the other in their respective rendition of the character. mindblowing. the style of narration- with the narration of the revolutionary struggle in sepia tone and the contemporary one, full of colour and vibrance was brilliant. and how the two, initially at stark periods of time dissolve at the end is the essence. the parallels drawn between the yester times and their present lives is unthinkable. The ultra- modern, ‘young turks’ of the country become one in spirit with the revolutionaries who sacrificed themselves for the country’s freedom. rang de basanti - a must watch. leaves you thinking.
Venus- the captivating enchantress In the company of the Moon-majestic; Unravel the enigma -that is love... with such poise and bewildering beauty. The moon -totally mesmerised, Courtesey-the vulnerable Venus- Share a rather pampering kiss! A sight-so enthralling and unbelievable! Ah! I fall short of words... To describe this charming wonder... All of a sudden, really sudden- The jewelled sky becomes a lover's lane The moon mellowed,Venus alluring... So engrossed in their "paradise". They choose to be in"stimulated solitude"- As if encased in a huge bubble; It's like a dream- a big time fantasy!... I fail to believe it's real...lo! it is... SO WHAT'S COMING NEXT???? A GRACEFUL BALL DANCE???...
cant think of an appropriate title ! (brainz lazy?!)
Yo I am back! Boy-o-boy, there can be nothing as draining as thwarting laziness! Oh my God! i've been "nurturing" my burning desire to blog for quite sometime (read two weeks), but yours truly just couldnt carry it out, thanks to the oh so lethargic atmos, simulated in my hostel room! The initial latency was due to my internals, seemingly that is! we have got a great dean. very fine. and the visionary that he is, he wants to revolutionize and totally renovate the existing pattern of learning and testing (am sorry, that sucked!) and hence make the techie-soul feel rejuvenated and enlightened ! WOW! yes, a great idea and kudos, too.. BUT! isnt it totally out of wits to implement all at one go? i mean, vit cant become iit (if that is what he's aiming at) overnight! the process has to be steady and gradual.. anyways, i feel it's a waste of time to prolong and continue my cribbing about his ways.. stuff it. when given absolute pastry-walk kind of sitters, i have this uncanny knack of messing them up to unthinkable levels, believe me, the range and the variety of mistakes and the goof-ups- all, my brain-children- i jus dont have the words to describe them ! so, the end-result was obvious.. i got screwed- ROYALLY at that! and at this juncture, i got to tell you this; the subject was computer networks, and yes, i had made the worst possible mistakes in literally every question.. the answer copies are usually distributed by the respective lecturers and yes, when i was given mine, along with my answer copy, as a freebie, i recieved one of the coldest possible stares, peppered with a tang of disgust and "mute scathing remarks"- the look said it ALL. so much for a freebie, i wondered, shattered. the rest of my "answer-copy-receiving" episodes were similar too. a lot of freebies this time ! my amour propre suffered a beating :-( (oh! did it? hopefully.. so that i realise, atleast !)..
