Her...

The views expressed in this post are not figments of an well-endowed fertile imagination, they aren't even mindless musings as is typical of me...... they just might be true so if "you're" reading this, its for you .....



I feel it, I jest and leave it hanging,
But then, I get that weird choking feeling,
It seems to start with divine happiness,
Coz someone's found a treasure,
But it precedes an empty weirdness.

I can withhold, suppress and bury the pain,
But then it surfaces when I see you again,
Its that sinking feeling of losing something,
For which I have to search in the fragments,
What's left seems useless and false,

The draught of anguish seems chilling,
Because it was preceded by that warmth,
Warmth that can keep you going,
Can keep you glowing on your path of life,
But then the mind takes over and saves me,

What was not to be was not to be,
What is still there , is me………
I'm still there, all the way, whenever I'm needed,
I am not gone yet, I'm only down, not out [;)]
I will follow if not accompany, but I won't leave,

But don't look back, don't look at the road behind,
Don't look out for me, I'll just follow quietly,
I've gotten up after the fall, slightly bruised [:)]
But if you will ever look back later,
I'll be there………right behind, waiting,

Because what once was, was not skin-deep,
It was deeper than you might have thought,
One person's anguish should not spread,
Don't share it because it breeds on sharing,
Keep it to me, and move ahead with a smile!

This is to her..... ;)

00:48

This wouldn't have been a familiar waking hour for me about exactly one year ago. I was then the ideal (what did i just type???) ........ oh lemme cut the crap. Its just that i never used to stay up so late. Boy did this one year change me, now 00:48 may see me one movie into a 3 movie one night stand. Very rarely it might find me studying, cramming for a quiz at 8 the next morning. well whats captured my attention tonight ( apart from an Orkut profile of well..... lets make it a certain "someone" (winky-winky)) is that Germany lead 2 goals to none against the Portuguese .........
aawell make that 2-1 to germany with nuno gomes firing in one from close range.

Well what i found crazy was that for one team who scraped in to lead by two goals over another that played some great footer is.......... well.......... footer :)

well me for one was shocked twice over (thrice??? refer to previous parantheses (not so shocked there)) tonight when germany pulled 2 on portugal in the space of 4 mintues.

Now this blog post is gettin drab and boring which it was anyway going to do in the first place
"Cut"

Well certain multi-personae rolled into one (three personae at last count ain't tht right Arayan?)have been visiting this blog . They asked me if I wrote in prose. Fair question considering the vast amounts of gibberish I come out with from time to time. Maybe its just the fear in their minds that if I write in prose they'll have to just go through gargantuan amounts of complete crap. So to you i dedicate this pile of smelly pong called The Cranial Outbox v2.0

The Great Kaddu Effect

'twas the day before yesterday The Kaddu came forth and spoke,
He warned everyone,
You won't get nothing guys…try now to lift yerself,
Keep lifting urself up, go up up and even higher,
He kept raising the bar 7.5 7.75……who knows,
Maybe today he'll say you need 9.5 to do anything,
Job…………haan 8 ke neeche bilkul nahi lete!!!
MS…….woh toh bhool jao 9 ke neeche!!
MBA karni hai kya??? Lao 8.5 khush ho jao……
Terror in the eyes of poor friends,
Apna kya hoga………….
Slowly but surely he removed any hope of a future,
Placements wud luk hillarious under the Kaddu effect,
2008 2.5% placed
2009 2.7% placed (excluding s___m boys n gals)
2010 1.5% placed
2011 2% placed (Including s___m boys )
Nd then we'll hav Super mess workers,
Super lab assistants,
Super Munims,
Wid cpi's of 8, 7.5 blah blah…………
Lif in IIT-G will be super…….
Everyone in the staff will be IIT'ians
Munim, "jogonna" of chem lab………
Everyone!!

Presenting "the Kaddu Effect"!!

Battlefields of Silence...

I see red. Blinding flashes of it…
Shadows in the dark all around,
Cold war of sorts you may call it...
Bathed in black is the ground,
The false front is crumbling down,
The flame is slowly dying…
How I wish you'd also try to hold it up,
How I wish you'd also try to reignite it,
But you don't seem to want to,
And I can't do either of them alone,
Lemme tell you something...
I don't have any craving for what you aim at,
I don’t wanna be the captain of the ship,
All I want is an opportunity,
A simple opportunity to help it stand up,
We both need to help it stand,
It won't stand by your hand alone,
Neither will it stand by mine alone,
What it needs is many hands,
And it will stand proud and mighty,
Why don't you see that vision too?
Now lets leave him to ponder,
Lets come to You...
Well, He may or may not see it, but You…
Don't You see that I share both of your dreams,
but not your ambitions dudes!!!
I'm not at all trying to block You from anything...
Why do you ride forth in silence?
What have I done? Where have I erred?
Do tell me if you feel the need to…
It seems you just didn't feel the need,
I feel awkward to ask, it is after all weird,
Well it is upto you…if at all you read this,
Then maybe you'll respond…who knows,
I'm hoping and waiting…do try to answer,
Both of you… I'm a waitin'