Thursday, November 19, 2009

Take Me Along

~<0>~

leave back all the fights and sudden rages
throw all the bad memories away
looks like we are at the start again
oh baby c'mon lead the way

the words that were never spoken
are still hanging in the air
wrap them away in a simple song
tie them with a thread of care

your mama's favorite dishes
have been safely bubble-wrapped
all your books and the fancy paintings
have been nicely strapped

in the new house you are moving
we ll together make a home
so just take me along
where ever you go

~<0>~

A song attempted long time back when a friend was moving to a new place, posted today :- by the boy who hasn't studied for past two days :/

~<0>~

Friday, November 06, 2009

.: Dreams :.

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Its not often that you have a very nice dream and also remember it in so much detail.

Last to last night I had a very very happy dream. I had just joined some college abroad and was super happy about the new place and meeting new people(almost). The college campus was very amazing built in Victorian style though some parts resembled Thapar too much. There were some very interesting characters in it. There were two sardarjis who never answered your questions properly. When I asked them from where they were, they replied from the moon and when I asked if the knew where the classrooms were they said they were near the moon. But they were well meaning persons. Jolly good fellows I say. Everyone including me had iPhones and some of my new classmates guided me about using some features. Everyone was extra nice, especially the teachers. My maths teacher called everyone in the grounds for his first lecture and showed us how different paper planes fly differently and why. This is something Sid used to do in my real college in free lectures. So I was not feeling like a complete newbie... I guess I liked maths teacher only coz in the first class there was no maths :) I had also enrolled for a subject named AMATUS, pata nahi kya tha but it was taught by a firang lady teacher who was very beautiful.. hehe. The first day was so entirely wonderful and I had lunch with Suchu and sham ko met Sid and told him about the planes.

Well ofcourse there was a girl I started liking(yeah, first day). She was my neighbor in hostel. She was so amazingly awesome that its hard to explain. You know those girls who always have pink cheeks and slightly curly hair. We hit it off from the word go and it was so amazing that I have a smile on my face even now while writing about her. However, she had some assistantship with some prof and the hostel people thought that she should be shifted to some "better" floor, so off she went to some other floor and I heard someone saying,"Bhupi its 9 in the morn, office ni jana kya"? :| How cruel I tell you and how me to not get the girl in even my own dream?

Well thats it but I had a very good time and I guess that is what is important.
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A friend of mine is applying to phoren univs and we discuss a lot about it everyday so that could be the reason why I had this dream.

I wonder what AMATUS could be? Wiki says its this but I am sure this is not what was taught in the class.

~<0>~

Maybe its just my folly
but I do wonder why
some people wish to pull off evil deeds
and I wish to dream

(maybe to be completed)

~<0>~

She leaves her signs everywhere
signs which she knows I can see

I know the smile that flowers smile
after she passes by
I can catch the words she said to no one
In the cold desert wind I can hear her sigh
Little giggles that trees cant hide from me
and the tear drop that fell, I wonder why

Oh and the promise of love that she made
Oh its nothing but a lie, I know
But it made someone smile one last night
before the poor soul was destined to die
I dream of her in that little black dress
I dream of her every night

Its just something she has to do, she says
oh but there's evil in her eye
who lives who dies, its a game as I see
but she wins every time
those who she leaves, kill themselves
those who she kills, well... they just die

the nights over and my dream is about to end
to her own world she is about to fly
When do we meet in real I ask, and she says
Only when your time comes by
she kisses me and I open my eyes
but to her own world she is about to fly

~<0>~

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

Soon very Soon.

Friday, October 16, 2009

bleh diwali

Its one night before diwali. I am not sure how I feel right now. I was
on a leave from office for some days. Life has stopped. Not that I am
complaining but there is a lot to be done and I have wasted lots of
time. So I am not really comfortable about the way things are.

That stupid paper is back again. God, I so dont want it to become a
part of my life like this. This time I really wanna be done away with
it. However if anyone would have observed my lifestyle for the last
month, he would have really thought that I am a really stupid person and am
wasting away my life.

I am so convinced about the fact that I dont know how to talk to
people on phone. I have never had even one conversation on phone after
which I feel at peace with myself. I almost am never able to say what
I want and to the extent I want to say. Its always something less or a
lot more. If a friend has called after a long time I always miss
asking about the right things. I am left with a lot of questions to
ask and almost the same amount of info about him as I had before the
phone call. There are other instances when some random person calls
and I end up saying all the crazy stuff that I have thought about all
day. I so feel like putting my huge foot in my even bigger mouth. And
Oh my God someone should listen to me when I am trying to give advice.
I am at my stupidest best. Its so completely embarassing.

Of all the kind of news I get, I hate the news about growing up stuff
the most. What I am trying to say is that when I get to know of people
doing all grown up stuff and all grown up things happening to them and
realising that I have to do these things too, its not a very great
thing for me. I totally relate to 'SID' from the movie except that he
was so bloddy rich. I dont like it when people are being all
responsible and stuff around me. Whats life without all the messiness
around? But I do realise that Sid had to become responsible in the
movie coz it doesnt work the otherway. Only then did he get the job
and the girl. This realisation is what I hate the most, coz I suck at
the "moving on" thing and growing up involves a lot of it. I want to
be the person I was in college. Everyone does I guess, but I feel that
they are a lot better at coping with this. I have sucked at it every
minute I have spent out of college.

I never have talked about college on my blog. I will just say if given
a chance I will like to change lots of things I did. Not Drams though.
It was the best thing that ever happened to me.

I wish I was a writer. I so daydream about it. I would like to write a
lot of fantasy.

Saturday, October 03, 2009

Neend

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It could be a hectic day 2moro but I am not sleepy at all :(

~<0>~

Meri godi wich sir rakh maahiya
Mainu dil da haal suna
mere dukh sukh saanjhe kar maahiya
Mainu humraaz bana
vekh k teriyan raahan maahiya
main pal pal bekal hoyi san
mere kanni pa koi pari kahaani
Meri akhhin neendar pa
Meri godi wich sir rakh maahiya
Mainu dil da haal suna

~<0>~

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

taareyan di raat

ajj chhad aapne duniya naal keete waade
main v kuch chuthlaaye sachaan nu mann lainda haan
aa ajj kuch daer kalle baithiye
aa ajj kuch gallaan kariye

main jaanda haan k tu masroof hain
main jaanda haan k tu chukki hai duniya aapne modheyaan te
ajj laah k duniya da bojh aapne siro
aa ajj kuch dil v haula kariye
aa akk kuch gallaan kariye

main tere kambb.de bullan te nach rahe
sawaal padh sakda haan
mere jawaab shayad tainu change na laggan
par main nahi chahunda k eh taareyaan di raat
enha gile shikveyaan wich zaaya hove
main nahi chahunda k eh bhaagaan bhari raat
enha uljhe khayaalaan wich zaayz hove
kinne chir baad mile haan
aa ajj kuch gallaan kariye


:(

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I am trying my hand at Punjabi writing these days. As you can see the result is not too good, but I will try some more. I think I have the idea for next poem already. So, you might have to read stuff you don't understand for some while. Transliteration sites are there but I guess I am too lazy for them.

Goodnight dear friend.

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Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Hurray !

Welcome back insomnia. The timing couldn't have been better.