misconstrued silence

these are the recent happenings in my life

you work silently for friends to earn them; for your and others happiness; you dont shout and scream and show off what you are trying to do; then one day, they misconstrue your silence and you loose whatever you had; you still remain silent and see everything in a hope that things will get fine but nothing happens you loose what you had despite you did nothing wrong and you are suddenly ashamed of yourself.....

eyes wide open

this is what i came up with last night sitting idle, with mobile not working and nothing on mind, this actually defines my way of working!!

the pic is mine and editing too by me...

2012

well there seems to be a lot of fuss regarding the world ending in year 2012. that too because the aztec or mayan (whoever did it!) mathematicians got bored of making calendars by the time they reached the year 2012. they might have gone like- "if we make all the calendars now, what will the coming generations do, let them do some work on their own too, and let them figure out the calendar after this." and they just left it.

and imagine what we do? we sit here wondering they might have predicted the end of the world by 2012 and thats why they didnt make calendar any further. anyways, they dint make it, so we are in confusion. everybody is predicting how the world will end by 2012. americans are even making a movie. and on a topic like this, i think, a genius like me should also be saying something. i am hereby presenting my version. you are welcome to present your version too.

well watching the current trends and situation all i can think of is-

• swine flu will be in control by next year but the virus might remain dormant and convert into something more deadlier.
• another clear possibility is, we are not able to find cure and it becomes more and more deadlier.
• countries will again go under economical crisis.
• terrorist organizations will gain strength despite asian countries fight them.
• relationsip between two asian countries will worsen while they themselves will be on the verge of civil war because of the maoists and other groups.
• this will technically drag other asian countries and america into the war scene.
• terrorist organizations in this situation will get hold of nuclear weapons ACCIDENTLY.
• they will definitely use them.
• lookin into the situation few countries which are out of tone with UN and america will try to get hold of some land from neighbouring countries and (these countries are quite powerful one) will also join the fight.
• countries which are right under the caretaking of UN and america will be completely on there own, creating a havoc.
• alongwith nuclear weapons and swine flu and war in scene, biological weapons cant be ignored......
• in short, third world war will take place not leaving much of the world.

sounds a bit goofed up and scary to me..... phewww.... i dont want to see all this. pray to god and love thy neighbour!!

mental block or laziness?

well i have been idle for few days now, and been trying to write something for the blog. but i guess its gettin tougher for me, i have started atleast five stories simlutaneously but i dont have enough of patience to complete even one of them. help me!

i guess i did like to narrate those to somebody who can then write them for me!

Lost

I am holding a lighted cigarette in my mouth. I guess it’s been there for a minute or so now. Feeling an urge to jot everything down here. Don’t have a great vocabulary like all the other writers so I would try to keep it in simple words.

This guy I know was a brilliant kid in school days; in fact he still is the best in the lot of management student. Everything seemed just perfect, perfect family, upbringing, best IQ, sleepovers with best buddies, good looks accompanied him too. Tried beetle leaf for the first time with friends thought it was macho.

Last night he drove to his girlfriend’s hostel in his BMW, its obvious his dad had enough money to spend some on this little piece of luxury. Took a stop in the way to see one of his friends from college. On the road again. His girlfriend was standing there, outside the hostel wearing a purple lacy top and a blue skin fit jeans. She stepped in kissed him and they were off to a disc for a party. Remained there for an hour, had few drinks, danced like crazy. Our boy took a break to loo, returned in another few minutes and they started again for his own personal flat. Though his family lived in the very same city, he preferred to live alone.

He opens the door for the lady she steps in the flat. He turns on the light and for the very first time she gets to see his eyes, all red, bloodshot actually. She inquires about it; he gives in and tells her about weed he’s been on that whole evening. What do you expect from the girl? Whatever you expected, she got angry for a minute or two then the curiosity jumps out of her! She asks more- from where he got it, how it feels, how is it taken, and all the stuff. As he explains her, takes out a small sealed plastic pack out of his pocket. Offers her a puff, hesitatingly she accepts the offer, all excited and frightened. She tries it for the first time. No effects on her. After some more talking and making out she goes for another try and this time it works. She gets a high and feels good, head spins and she can’t stand, though she’s much in control. That night she stayed at his place, they had a good time. Made love, remembered old memories, cried for some tough moments then made love again and it went on for whole night.

It’s been almost five years since this happened. She got addicted, had a hard time, no wonder the guy got into this situation a bit earlier. And no wonders if she has cut marks all over her wrist.

What went wrong? Whose mistake was it? Parents who gave them all the freedom? Friends? Money? Or something else? I am still looking for the answer, still wondering how their parents never got to know about it until it was too late. Leave them, I am wondering how I got into smoking! And it’s not about me or them. It’s about every one of us. And if you are wondering that I am addressing in context to the western world, the story I just told you right now is from our very own Delhi and this happens every day, every night. This is where our youth, where ‘WE’ are leading to. These people are either one of the coolest people in the campus whom you get jealous of or are  the ones about whom you are least bothered whether they exist or not. Even they are very much me and you! Then why this substance addiction?

Hang me or shoot me for saying this but this genre of people exist everywhere right from the prestigious IITs to the regular government colleges. These are the people who will win the race someday or might just loose it if they remain like this. Whatever I said and why I said, I guess you might have got it. You might have experienced all this in our own way or will experience in coming days ‘cause it’s increasing. I tried my best to pull someone out of it but failed I guess I didn’t give a good try. Help out yourselves and your friends who are lost. Not for god’s sake but for your sake don’t do drugs and for your own sake help others around you to get out of it. If you think it’s cool to do drugs then let me remind you that it is the most idiotic thought you have had your whole life. It’s not a bravery to lead drunk dog’s life. Be proud of yourself and do proud to your parents and PLEASE don’t do it. 

Silent Waters

'two countries were born. Men abducted women, fathers killed their daughters. Everyone said it was to save their honour. Some young girls died, others survived. People moved like the sea leaving everything behind- broken memories, half-dreamt dreams, places of worship.'

- Khamosh Pani (Silent Waters). watch it whenever you get time.

comment karo na!!

i was about to start writing an article but i stopped in the middle, deleted the whole stuff and started wondering- do people actually read my blog or my writing is pure waste? cause i hardly get any comments from people whom i dont force to read my blog!

if you are reading my blog and appreciate whatever i write, feel free to leave a comment takes a second or two, plus encourages the writer to keep writing or else feel free to leave me demotivated like i am feeling right now!!

Dating Shipwrecks!

and this other day i went to Saket and was going through bookstalls when i came to this interesting combination of  books-  

              A WOMAN'S GUIDE TO PRIME TIME DATING

        SHIPWRECKS AND SEA MONSTERS

every now and then

some of the pics i clicked...

backbencher

Ruskin Bond

here are some of my favourites by ruskin bond, i am not the kind who like love stories and poems. Ruskin bond writes stories revolving around moussurie, doon valley and himalayas and of course kids. it's his love for the nature that he gets into the minutest of the details while describing the flowers, insects, the forest, birds and animals. same he does for the kids.

following are some randomly selected poems and verses that i took out from some of his well-known books i found them delightful, witty and personal. hope you like them too....

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one fine day my kite took wing'

then came a strong wind-

i was left with a string

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spider running up the wall

means that rain is going to fall

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spider running down the wall

means the house is going to fall

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the duck is seventy

this year, '04, i'm 70 years old,

and so is donald duck, i'm told.

at writing verse he's rather slack,

i'm not much better when i quack!

so here, dear donald, is my boast-

roast duck is best buttered toast.

says donald,'friend, don't push your luck,

you might be born again a duck!'

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to light a fire

to light a fire

we must kneel.

to change a tyre,

we must descend;

to pluck a flower,

we bend;

to lift a child,

we bend again;

to touch an elder's feet

we do the same.

for prayer, or play, or just plain mending,

there's something to be said for bending!