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Saturday, February 12, 2011

Solitary in You..


Emotions that once were buried
Are now put across you.
Days that once were squally
Are now the dazzling blue.

Existence that once was deserted

is now filled with bliss.
All that once was mine alone
Are now things often we kiss.

Dark that once was arctic

is now soothing and warm.
Fears that once were unfeigned
Are now passed with the storm.

A soul that once was ruptured

can now eventually mend.
A person once lonely in life
unveiled in you, a friend.

Wishes that once were craved for
Are now all coming true.
The love I once thought was departed
I found now and solitary in you.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

God's second sculpture...


After creating man, god was busy working on his another sculpture.
An angel appeared to him and asked,

Dear god,

You’ve made man two days ago and you are continuously working on a new sculpture since past two days.
God replied, this is very special to me and very close to my heart.

SPECIAL? Angle asked her with raised eyebrows.

Yes my child. God replied, have u seen my data sheet on her?
Angel took it and started reading.

She can be cracked but can’t be broke, have a lap kind enough to space 4 children, a kiss that can cure a wounded knee to a broken heart and she will do everything with two hands only.
Angel was wordless seeing the requirements.

Only two hands? What else she can do? Angel needled him with his sarcastic gesture.

She heal herself when she is sick and can work 18 hrs a day, she is soft but I’ve also made her tough, not only she will be able to think but she will also be able to negotiate.
God touched his sculpture’s cheek and said,
See, this is not a leak, it’s a tear, tear to express joy, sorrow, pain, disappointment, love, loneliness, grief and pride.

Angel was impressed “you are a genius god” she is truly amazing.

Yes she is! She smiles when she wants to scream, sings when she wants to cry, cry when she is happy, and laughs when she is nervous. She fights for what she believes in and stand up to injustice, she don’t accept no when there can be a solution. She goes to doctor with a frightened friend, loves unconditionally like rain, cry when her wards excel and cheer when her friend get awards, she feels joyous hearing about a birth or wedding, cry on a friend’s demise and grieve at the loss of a family member. Yet she is strong when she feels there is no strength left, she knows that a kiss heals all, she brings joy, hope, and love to her family and friends, she have vital things to say and everything to give. The heart of a woman is what makes this world keep turning and rolling.
And one more thing my dear child,

I made woman just after man just because they are partial without each other.

God replied, finishing his sculpture’s face and giving Midas touch to it.

dedicated to one ..
who knows exactly how I was made, bit by bit.
How I was sculpted from nothing into something.
Like an open book, she watched me grow from conception to birth;
all the stages of my life were spread out before her,



Sunday, December 5, 2010

O' mighty lord..

Dark and peril clouds gathered above him..
Thunders echoed and lightning striked..
He,
He shivered frantically...
Huge lurching rocks came crashing down like waves eroding the shores..
He started crying piteously and fell to his knees..
"Help me my Lord!!"
he screamed hysterically despite the roaring weather..


















Things he cared for, seemed to be far upon his reach..
People he cared for, am I going to see them again??
Am I going to see the morning again, He questioned himself..
He...
He did not want to leave again..
He...
His heart ached every time he left..
It'll be another long time for him to see them again, for him to be back again..
But,
Will things still remain as it was when he reincarnate??

The gloom silhouette casted behind him, making him smaller than usual..
His heart, was like a small tiny boat, sailing in the huge, deep-black ocean, with titanic waves ,
rain like as it never rained before..
The boat struggled; it can't seem to find a firm place to hold on to........

Suddenly, a light sparkled..
He glanced towards the direction..
He remembered the One who remains faithful
no matter what, the One who is waiting for him every time,
the One who is waiting for him to cry for Him, and He, He will reach out for him...


IF GOD IS FOR US, WHAT CAN BE AGAINST US?? 

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Night shifts in P.S.U's


In PSU’s (public sector units) though every jack and ace encash their sleep only but still we can divide them into three groups.

Group A - All bachelor young guns who carry cigarettes, novel and electronic gadgets charged up to last electron level during night shifts.
Group B – Married people with their kids as kids, carrying magazines with weekly sex columns and a 30 pages pocket diary to make a note of “how to improve sex life”
Group C - Rusty and sleepy senior-most carrying drugs (medicines dimwits), blanket, eye cushion pad and a big alarm clock big enough to wake the community up at 5 o’clock.

THE SHIFT BEGINS:
People head towards their respective departments discussing daily soaps and about their wives along with the equipments to survive the darkness.
Normally shift starts at 10 if every unit is working in as desired manner (a bit of failure is also acceptable)
At 10:30 shift head yawns first with the look ‘people I am done with my smoking and sex I am thinking of sleeping now the unit is yours’ This is the signal that I am going to sleep you may follow if you want to but according to seniority level only.
Midnight scenario:
Plant looks like haunted with only few lights in the office and rest in darkness
Half of the shift is over and people under 33% reservations are left as trainees and junior engineers with few workaholics. Irrespective of the running condition the sex gurus call every Sharma ji and mishra ji and treat their sex problems in every possible manner and after an hour of vigorous discussion they fall asleep with their mouth open inviting any bee left in the plant accidently, to inspect their internal organs and give a percent damage report at the end of shift.
One more hour later
Smokers become friend first at a new place so its ruling time for group A people they are feel a bit sleepy now so they find a blackout room, a new room every time. They smoke with sips of tea and spent few more mins in discussing and calculating cigarettes and in planning when to smoke.
3 hours left for the shift to over
Everybody else is dead and fell like drunk wizards at their table with only group A people left and it’s time for them to search for recently opened documents and other explicit materials hidden in the 80 gigabyte diskette.
For the next two hours people fire in the hole (CS & DELTA-FORCE), destroy police vehicles(NFSMW) and build their dynasty(AOE) with tea biscuits and a pity ‘draupadi’ cigarette.

Last but not the least hour
People based on their seniority starts arriving, rubbing their eyes and managing hairstyles. Shift head arrives at the last with the question in his eye ‘You guys didn’t sleep at all’ and give ‘my young guns are very hard-working’ look.
Last precious 30 minutes
People wait for the clock to strike the last minute and match the time with them as they feel the clock is also sleepy.
BONG!! the wait is over now.
Next shift people landed they hug each other as they successfully managed the plant for the past eight hrs and wish them all the best for the next shift.
Finally one more nightmare ends.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

just friends..

He knows everything about her,right from
her favorite books to her favorite cuisine.
she knows everything about him,right
from his favorite soccer club to his
favorite apparel brands.
he will complete her maths homework,
even at three in the night.
she will arrange an "armani" suit for him,
even it calls for flirting with ugly guys.
he has her picture in his wallet.
she has his number on speed dial.
they talk to each other all the time.
they talk about each other when they don't
talk to each other.
they discuss everything from classrooms to
playground.
they have cheated in countless exams...
together
they can't live without each other.
               YET
They don't love each other.
They are JUST FRIENDS...
probably
BEST FRIENDS...

Monday, November 22, 2010

he didn't want to but he did


THE PAST:

A boy and a girl were classmates, they turned out as good friends, then best friends, the boy had developed a nice feeling for that girl.

THE PAST BEFORE THE PRESENT:

He had some reunion that day, the boy was going to meet her after two long years shirt O.K, DEO adequate enough to conceal the odour and a long list was checked. At the very first sight they exchanged “hi” and he choked as she was looking beautiful that day. They discussed all bull crap they did in school days and pulled off each other’s. Though she had train in 3 hours still she calculated every permutation and combination for time and distance, she learned in school days .she left finally followed by the rest.
                                                The boy with his ‘chuddy buddies’ was smoking, laughing, and enjoying every bit of the moment he was having with them.
His phone rang girl called boy
He pretended as if he was talking to a guy only, he was scared of his buddies who could ripped him off if they would come to know that their assumption was entirely off beam.
She didn’t have ticket with herself still she looked cool, as in india nobody dares to ask a girl
‘The ticket’, as every wrong thing only boys do.
Boy managed to skip from his chuddy buddies and promised them to meet after an hour. Arranging the ticket and gulping the tension took so much time still the girl looked cool giving the boy “who cares I am a girl after all” look

15 mins left for the train to depart

She inquired about the train and found that it was 5 hrs late, though he already shown her the current status in his technical gadget, but she didn’t believe in technical things being a girl.

SHIT!! The girl and the boy said together.

Boy asked him to go home as it was 5 hrs late, on the way he came to know that her relationship status has already been changed from ‘single’ to ‘in a relationship’

All dreams crashed ... boy looked fainted still girl looked cool

He left her nearby her home, he met with an accident, a ‘three fractures, tons of scratches, and some milliliters of blood, which he had earned in past few months’ by eating good north indian food.
He cried both ways mentally and physically as he could afford to lose that girl. He tells her everything happened and she goes panic.

Few months like days he passed with his beautiful better half, smoky grey in color ‘his crutch’. He was recovering in an exponential rate though, one day he dared to climb the stairs alone and in return god gave him a broken chin and a stylish black neckband. It was just three days and the boy turned out to a robot covered with plasters of Paris and many bandages.

The present:

Boy decided after taking the best free advice available from his very experienced friends, not to talk to her anymore, though he talked everyday twice or thrice even after accident. The majority of free advisers advised to flush her off except only few.
He was all set with his armors and all necessary back-up which he might need in the battle field as he was going to get rid of his best friend.
Hell!! She called again.
He answered every question consisting of ‘why how where’ are you? ‘Why how where what’ you had food? And hundreds of more thrown like a rapid fire round. They had a 1800 seconds talk and he struggled to confuse her and to pretend as if he don’t want to talk to her anymore, though it happened plenty of time between them, when they fought issuing from a phone call to commonwealth games but this time boy looked a bit serious and girl looked confused.
Stage 1 cleared’ the boy didn’t want to but he did.
Had your dinner? She pinged
‘Yes’, omelet, he replied.
Why you ask how are u every-time do u mean it?
???
YES don’t u think so?
No..just asked.
(A 5 mins pause waiting for each other to ping first)
Don’t u want me to ask everytime tell me wat do u want?
Yes boy it’s getting hot hit the hammer now, he said to nobody but himself.
Actually I want it too, I don’t want to talk to u, every ‘aah’ of pain reminds me of that incident.
Do it, again he said. Though he didn’t want but he did.
&(&(^46@#%$
Girl looked confused.
If it makes u happy and feel good then o.k
Bye …take care.
(no please don’t say this guy screamed to himself for an instant he forgets that he was on a mission which was just about to accomplish.)

Few more bullets dude and she will be off  he said to himself and wiped off his tears.

Both were waiting an unexpected final bye from each other but none of them did.

Shit!! Connection error, he screamed throwing his leg into some random direction like a ninza fighter does and sooner he realized that he had his leg BROKEN.
Few mins later she texted him like every caring friend, mom do.
Take care, have food on time blah blah..
Call me one last time guy replied.
She called.
A sleepy, dull hello!!
Pause
Why didn’t you stop me fool guy said
girl woke up charged up, crossed her legs to take revenge.
We had a fight naa can’t you let it last for at least a day, she said angrily.
He laughed, she laughed problem solved
He realized he can’t live without his insane friend and the girl “though he is fool, goes mad often but still he is my best friend” both shook hands virtually, like kids do it, matching the first and the middle finger and they continued talking for hours as if nothing happened.

He had never felt so sure about himself and his heart, he had an answer he found his best friend again