sitting bored in a class

Of all the things in this world
......only boredom had to cross my way
all I wanted is to get rid of it
......but it was determined to stay

Sitting empty in class
......no net flux inside mind
words written on blackboard
......were like sight of a blind

sometimes concentration is very hard
......mind is diverted from very start
we are supposed to learn things of no use
......and that perhaps is the worst part

They say, whatever you learn
......comes to use at a time or other
give us the power to learn nonsense
......Oh, holy mother!

Dilemma

Don't wanna comb my hairs
............neither I am fair
yet looks of her
............is all I care

not ready to burn fat,
............even when not in shape
but if she ain't slim
............I say what crap

non-ironed cloths,
............often non-matching pair
yet dressing of her
............is all I care

Total mess is my place
............cloths on table and chair
yet cleanliness of her place
............is all I care

why am I like this
............I am not aware
but somehow I know
............this ain't fair

why such dilemma?
............mind in such a shape
am I an abnormal
............or just another chap ?

A Quest

#1
My mind, My thoughts,
.......going out of control,
now she is like
.......integral part of my soul,

.......To Describe her
words ain't enough
.......at very first sight
I started falling in love

Cruel world
.......allowed her to hide
To the quest of love
.......I shall abide

.......Quest was about to end
Suddenly dream was broken
.......To realize that dream
is quest for living heaven

----
This is what happens when u start righting without giving enough thoughts

#2
Last three stanzas written by Meena

My mind, My thoughts,
.......going out of control,
now she is like
.......integral part of my soul,

.......To Describe her
words aint enough
.......at very first sight
I started falling in love


...... Each drop of dew
Her smiling teeth
......Sound of squishing leaves
Echoes of her feet

..... How do I describe
Sway of her hips,
.....In my heart is inscribed
The curve of her lips


........She's the dawn of my eye
The song of my sigh
....... How can words contain
Her, I can never attain

:)

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प्रभातकालीन वातावरण, सुसुप्त आधी दुनीया
हवाओ का शोर, एकांत पड़ी सड़के
बात कर रहा हूँ सुबह पाँच बजे की

नींद तनीक दुरी पे, ना ही पूर्णतः जागरण
करना चाहे सब कुछ,
लेकिन करते है कुछ भी नही

वाह वाह मैंने कुछ पंक्तिया तो लिख दी
मुझे कुछ तो हिन्दी याद है
यह हुयी ना बात मजे की

heights of vellapan (during exam :D)

General studies
exam, going on
marking all the circles
etching finger bone

I do know about outer world
they ask what I don;t know
score's probably gonna low
to my aspirations it could be major blow

math, exam finished
paper wasn't tough, neither easy
In solving, that paper
I wasn't bored coz I was busy

Big, large, huge are my dreams
huge things I fancy
I might look like crazy
in reality I'm just lazy


==

I had already finished paper.. (including application of tukka theory :P but they said I have to wait for another 30 mins before I could leave examination hall)

That beautiful angel,

That beautiful angel,
blessing of GOD,
her presence is awesome ,
witness is my soul.

That beautiful smile,
shining like a star, bright
her presence is awesome
whether day or night

That sweet voice
those lovely songs
I want you to know
to you , my love belongs

Sun-Day

ecstatic mind....

A dream, a warm experience,

lovely face, eyes like pearl,

sexy hair, gorgeous smile,

such is my dream girl

late to bed early to rise

lesser sleep, dreams perish,

early Sunday, lovely morning,

and a lovely day, to cherish

SMS to mom, will call later (may be),

enjoying time with friends

once we all leave this place

we surely will miss IITian trends

I just want to tell you,

The days we spent together,

will stay with me forever,

don't forget me, I won't ever!!

PS :- nothing to do with sunday except for the fact that typed on sunday :P

orkuddiction

ownership a profession
activity a trophy won
those days are never gone
and orkut now is an obsession

small profiles, long profiles,
changing dps, unchanging smiles,
down the way on orkut land,
i walked thousands of miles,

no. of friends is the goal we set,
yet unknowns requests were things we hate,
fake profiles, funny styles,
in the end we got some friends, to chat..

feeling high, coming online for celebration,
feeling low, then to kill the tension,
the platform to share so many hidden pains,
exploring down the friendship chains..

testimonials inspired passion
no. of fans became a fashion
keeping track of all virtual action
and orkut now is an addiction

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suggest title

A lazy bum's sleeping interrupted,
as the ray of bright sun kissed at face,
a trip to wonder-land came to an end,
memoirs of the real world flashed in mind,

days when I was sad,
days that were bad,
life full of cruel glimpses,
bad fortune all in excess,

suicide looked like an option,
everything showed slow motion,
focused on glimpses of love that is around,
and life was like an melodious sound.....

a thought of her, then love to life resurrected,
life appeared as an exhausting race,
the glimpses of a sweet victory in the end,.
and now memoirs of wonder land left behind

will I ever change

from the start
to the end
making friends, owning communities
is that my achievement...

the months past away,
the years cruised fast,
looking at shining sun,
will there be a new start ??

sea shore, water all over,
singing river, losing her identity,
looking at past, gathering memoirs,
to mys3lf, I feel pity....

high mountains, warm air,
singing birds, not strange
Why do I hate myself
Will I ever change ?

mindless rhyme

sleepy head, sleepy head,
good or bad, good or bad,
gim'me a bed, gim'me a bed,
c'mon lad, give me a bed,

steady brain, empty mind,
poor fellow, poor mind,
in the lecture torture's there,
I wanna run away, anywhere

dedicated to orkut

chahat thi mere dil ki jo
chah kar bhi na bhul paaya mein
socha dur rahunga maheeno tak
ghanto me laut aaya mein

hissa ban chuki thi mere dimaag ki jo,
usse dur rehne ki thi maine thaani,
par har ek pal, har ek ghadi,
uske bin jeena to jaise, jeevan bin pani


(this one's dedicated to lovely orkut (not buyukotten))

hmmm.. ummmm..

When you don't study...

one fine morning...
go get up, check orkut..
oh shit, forgot to check email..
oh there's no one online amongst female :((

go wash ur mouth..
let water smooch ur hairs :P
run run run, as fast as u can run
or else u will miss tum tum

during exams, watch others writing,
wonder which Q to attempt...
get outta hall early,
get zero marks, nearly [:P]

Thats one possible scenario
so should I start studying ??
I love lukhkhafying..
study will surely keep me crying :((

-))

hu ha he he

yet another

Yet Another 14 th feb,
no valentine for me at all
The quest that never got my attention,
The goal,I never set

Always convinced myself
in love , I can never fall
Yet again, the fact that I regret..
I wanna kill my mind, I bet

When you got a sweet SMS,
When you got a lovely call,
You ignored it as it was nothing,
You kept urself busy in senseless chat

Yet another 14 th feb
fair, dark, short, tall,
of all I never liked none
one could have been my fate

Yet another thought in mind,
Yet another plan to install..
I know I never gonna implement...
for that I hate myself.. I hate I hate I hate

Life -- A journey

Way back in time,
had first euphoria of mine,
singing breeze,
like a poet' rhyme!

Wet July, the year was 1991,
going school, was kinda fun,
days passed by, years fled away,
juzz memories are here to stay!

1996, jan/feb, I got outta kanwarha,
Jobat was my new home,
living in town was exciting,
story went on, ting ting tiding...

1998-99, Overconfidence became virtue of mine :(
marks in exam, never caused me insult
in board exam (VII), screwed up marks,
4 yrs at boarding.. was my result

The thought of going to city,
The thought of studying with stud people,
Nervousness was high,
wat i did was, cry cry n cry

I always blamed my parents,
I always used to cry,
but if it wasn't for them,
where would I had be, man

My parents, they sounded rude in childhood,
its their spending, its their support,
today I can walk prouly
like Roger Federer in court

The story ain't over yet,
3 & a half years at IIT,
had lodsa fun,
sometimes also played TT ( <-- for the sake of rhyme =)) )

--
an incomplete retrospect...
many a treasures are hidden, if interested, try to unveil em [;)]

a new beginning.. about to appear

Welcome 2008.....

day passed, as it appeared,
a year passed,i.e 2k7,
not ending, its the beginning.
a new beginning about to appear,
message is perfectly clear

the happy, the bad,
all events that comprises 2k7
journey's another milestone,
the resolutions are on roll,
setting newer and newer goals,
determined to achieve all not just one!!

Incredible excitement,
thrill, expectations, hopes,
a mixture of thoughts at random
let us promise ourselves,
whatever we do,
we try to do with perfection,

A very very happy new year to you all
EnjoYy!!

Good Bye 2007.....

(was written on 31 st December 2007,

My Dream, My Life!!

Amidst the millions of beauties,
There lies the shining smile,
The rays of joy, amazing warmth,
Anticipating beating caliber of sunshine,

Amidst the millions of smiles,
There lies the shining face,
Killing trillions of hearts,
At unimaginably faster pace,



Amidst the millions of faces,
She is the cutest of all,
The one you can die for,
You can’s stop loving her, in winter or fall,

Amidst the world consisting of all,
she is the one who ends the strife.
The world never agrees with me.
Whatever! she is nothing but my life.

--
P.S:- Last stanza was not written by gArY (Garima)

For Friends

thank you, sorry etc etc
friendship doesnt need them
if you are my friend
with me, u don't need them

to live happily
friendship is a requirement
those who gets it
get lodsa entertainment

no matter how tough or easy
friendship doesn't depend on time
to bring smile on faces of friends
as a friend..its job of me

I may not be good in poetry
my words may not rhyme
but I am happy, coz
u r a friend of mine

my vocabulary may not be strong
the words used may be weak
but everything came directly from heart
and that was the best part

Semester

day one of wet July,
in one corner of my eye,
had a vision,
sweet November with open sky,

Day passed by,
full of laughter and cry,
beginning quest for rhythm,
encountered end of season,

Day one of warm November,
dreams seized, born nightmare,
7 days to Diwali vacations.
after 13 days major submission was there,

life halted at a chair,
orkutting, chatting and endsem were aware,
one single moment u try to enjoy,
nerve system warns you, endsem's there 'boy'!!

Left brain fights with right,
memory fails to store further insight,
you continue with your lukhkhafication
causing further threat to academic qualification

starts hunt for notes, just day before exam,
on the day of judgment, sleep takes over,
Blank pages of answer sheets, partially solved questions,
thats how semester started, now its over

Anonymity

.......... back in the beginning
knowledge is thin about identity
existence of power of identification
..........was no certainty

..........Power of sound
was way to reach the crown
speechless(read language less) society
..........whats black whats brown

..........No names, no identity
inventing name must've been creativity
..........but to hell with inventor
people must've enjoyed world of anonimity