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Friday 29 February 2008

Up Up and AWAY..!!!

Things are looking good. We are in the finals of the U-19 worldcup. Both the kohlis, from delhi nad punjab, have done well, being among the top ten run getters of the champoinship. Our U-19 team looks good, and is in safe hands, with an experienced dev whatmore taking care of them.

And, pridictably, and very VERY excitingly, we are to battle with the naughty boy aussies in a best of three finals of the CB series.

Both wins will be milestones. Amen.

55-words

The room was dark, nothing visible. She had been here before. She wanted to run as far away from him as possible. She hated his brutal grip on her. The sprint had left her panting, and the dark room was suffocating. She held her mouth, suppressing the coughing. This was her last chance she thought. The door opened, slowly. It was him. terrified she tried to run out, but he was way stronger then her. Lifting her in his arms, he said, baby, homework karna hai, ghar chalo...

Saturday 23 February 2008

come love

come love..
come love lets do something..

lets pour some fire on gasoline
electricity on water
put some colour in the keliedoscope
some dreams in the sleep

come love..
come love lets do something..

lets make tranquil shrieks
pastures in creeks
hold with hands open,
release with clenched fist

come love..
come love lets do something..

Wednesday 20 February 2008

Jerry

I have recently changed my job. And while i complete my previous workload(imagined) and look forward to the busy future(right, Imagined again!), I get to spend a lot of time home(Jerry's). Jerry has been on a high since i put up my papers, who wouldn't be, i thought to myself, to have a full time dedicated servant.

So here i was, making coffee for Jerry and myself(BIG J doesn't like his milk without coffee, my maid had instructed before she eloped with her husband's brother), and wondering what were my options to endure the day ahead, without getting bored. And Jerry the enlightened one, growled, understanding perfectly what i was going through. So as decided by him, we watched malaika arora showing off her already always bare legs, saying something about roses, and juicy lips, with Nana trying to dance(he's better than sanjay dutt at least). While i dozed of again, trying to read the half eaten TOI, Jerry watched TV, trying to formulate his financial plan, watching NDTV profit.

What a financial planner He would be. I think he would invest in pedigree dog food co. all my wealth, for it is his bread and butter. But then Jerry never ate dog food, he likes parathas, and sweets, so may be he'll shortlist Haldirams as his investment option. And TOI, if need be.

Suddenly, i was thrown out of my thoughts, by some noise, looked like someone was robbing my neighbour. Now, i am not a very courageous man, so i decided not to move, and remain safe, i live alone after all, i thought.

Wait..! Jerry is not there!! Is he out there? Is he safe? Is he the robber? are the neighbours trying to kill him? Are the coming to kill me for not treating him well? All these and many more questions occurred to me in one 1000th of a second. So i ventured out, in my simpsons pyjamas.

It was a tug of war, Jerry wanted to read the Gujarat samachar today, and JigneshBhai can not go to the loo without GS. Nature was calling, and Jerry was his own stubborn self. Should i intervene to help Jigneshbhai? should i help Jerry finish his reading? should i stand there and watch? I was confused. But sense prevailed.. I shut the door and came back to my bed. Waiting for Jerry. And He came sooner than i thought, with Gujarat Samachar. Bless u Jerry, Jigneshbhai never pays up for the cutting chai, i smiled to myself. What did Jigneshbahi raed that day..? I wonder..

Monday 4 February 2008

Besotted Phull

Miaqadaa tha badaa khawaaron ki jannat hardam beshaq
Kuda ko dekha tere humpyalaa hone ke baad.



Hota har waqt tha imtehaan mere sabr ka shab-o-roj
par aisi besabr saanse pehle kabhi na thi.

Friday 1 February 2008

besotted phull

gulbadan hath bas u hi chehre pe firaa de mere,
beshumaar pyaalon ki bekhudi, or ik pal ka jeena.



kaise jindaa hote deedaar-e-yaar k pehle,
be-mausam barsaat se saawan nahi hota.


umr guzri intazaar-e-mohobbat kiyaa karte,
ek nazar dekha use to jee bhi lie.