Archive for June, 2010

{Father’s Day}- I do Remember!!

I know i’m very late in posting this. But finally i completed something to present to my Dad and as it’s never late to tell the one you love how much you love and miss them in their absence, here is an ode to my Daddy 🙂 .

Before the dawn break, early morning

Wiping the watery chin on our cheeks after shaving

Humming that same song and shaking of legs

I do remember you making faces as well 🙂

The morning jogs and those endless talks

On the concrete roads the bare foot walks

We staying awake on those Saturday nights

The shouting of mum for our loud cries

On rainy days sipping the ginger tea

Watching the lightning and narrating the stories

After drizzle enjoying the bliss of wet sand

I do remember us cooking on weekends 🙂

For those frivolous fights with mum, we, the team

Those games of chess and ludo seems a dream

When away from home for treatment or on TD

I do remember you writing some letters Daddy 🙂

But as destiny had its own role to play

To meet grandma you left home that day

I don’t remember you coming back home

I don’t remember where you were gone

Reading those letters today again Dad

The beautiful memories just flashed

Don’t you worry, we are happy and fine

But yeah, we do miss you sometimes 🙂

Happy Father’s day Papa 🙂

NOTE: TD is a reference to courses Men go for in Air force.

Categories: Poetic Bug

Insanity with Rain ;)

June 21, 2010 2 comments

For the first time i think i have written something happy 😀  Thanks to SrEe for the plot.

Lemme know how it came up 🙂

Standing ablaze at the result

Eyes glistening in dumbfoundment

Rein of joy running through the veins

Bedewed the eyes, tear of jubilance!!

Hopping, stumbling, strutting vehemently

Walked out smiling exultantly

Tuning to the tunes of my Joy

It then rained from the azure sky!!

Humming a song in my ears

Embracing with it’s fondle touch

I welcomed it in with open arms

Shaking my leg to the Jazz

Getting drenched with its every caress

It sounded Congrats Congrats Congrats!!!!

Categories: Poetic Bug

Self Betrayal

June 20, 2010 4 comments

Well i don’t even remember when i started this poem. Today while cleaning my folder found it lying somewhere incomplete. Hmm and finally i completed it today 😀 .

Walked once, Hand in hand

Stand today, estranged

Understood once, the reticent thoughts

Today misconstrue, even a simple talk

Enraged over the dying ties,

Decided to bid Good Bye

Erased the memories, inurn the feel

Burnt the images, framed within

Thinking it would, set me free

From the shackles, of “history”


Hearing suddenly, the familiar voice

I turned and saw the extant ashes

Shaping up into, beautiful images

Well aware, shattered I will be

Stifle the desires, to self I plea

And again,

Self betrayal is what I gained!!!

Categories: Poetic Bug

{Not me-8}- Wo Larki

Wo Larki Shayad Pagal Thi

Din-Raat Gum Sum Rehty Thi

Kuch Sharm-o-Haya Ka Paikar Thi

Kuch Naram Mizaaji Rakhti Thi

Aankhon Mai Nasha Sa Tha

Baaton Se Deewani Lagti Thi

Humraaz Na Tha Us Ka Koi

Bss Khud Se Batain Karty Thi

Ek Sharam K Aanchal Mai Aksar

Jazbaat Chupaye Rakhti Thi

Darti Thi Juda Ho janey Se

Ya Pyar Se Shayad Darti Thi

Kia Sabar Tha us Deewani Ka

Kia Zabt-e-Muhabbat Rakhti Thi

Hay Rashk Mujhe Us Pagli Pe



Awesomeeeeeeeeeeee lovely lovelyyyy lovellyyyyyyyyyy 😀

Thankuuuuuuuuuuuu 😀

Categories: Crazy~Not Me

The Unsaid- II

As she wept sitting on the stairs, it seemed to her like yesterday when she met him-

The reverberating sound of the claps reechoed like a thunder in the theatre and her eyes moist for the success of the show, as she watched the crowd clap from behind the curtains. Her efforts were rewarded.

It was her first script and thanks to Mr. Srinivas who runs the theatre, for giving her the opportunity. Apart from script, she did the direction too and so was she in double delight.

As she walked out of the theatre, smiling to herself for the huge success –

“Hei! That was an awesome script. I totally loved playing it.”

Scared by the sudden masculine voice she turns and finds a tall man, with long hair till the tip of his ears, an average build and a charming smile that hid behind his French beard, standing behind. He looked as though he hadn’t shaven or trimmed his hair since months.

“Oh! You almost scared me to death! BTW thanks.”

“I’m so sorry for that. I didn’t mean to intrude in your rejoice but,,,,,,,, btw I am Harsh” he said smiling with his hand stretched out.

“I am Ana” she said taking his hand.

“I know, Srinivas uncle told me about you. So, when will the rehearsals start for the next show?” he asked walking down the stairs of theatre, along with her.

“I am still working on it. Perhaps I will complete it in another week, as per the deadline given by Mr. Srinivas.”

“I am in India for another few months and before I sail back in the arms of my love, My Sea,” he said pausing, turning towards her, and then continued walking down.

“I want to give another try to my acting skill. Besides, it’s fun to act.”

“See you next week in rehearsals then”. They bid farewell to each other smilingly.

After a week, in the theatre-

Ok guys! I hope the characters and the dialogues are clear to everyone. Let’s start the rehearsal after the lunch.”

She sat on a table of four alone, thinking something and staring at the food kept in front of her.

“Mind my company?” Harsh asked with his usual charming smile.

“Hei! not at all. Is this your usual habit to catch people only when they are lost in themselves?” She grinned meekly while he sat on the chair.

“Not everyone, but yeah I do love to intrude in the thoughts of pretty gals” he smirked looking at her with a sarcastic smile.

“Is this also one of your talents? Btw thanks for the compliment.” She said returning the gestures.

“You are lil way smarter than I evaluated you. And black compliments you well” he winked at her.

“Evaluated me? haha take your time in calculations Mr. and, thanks again.”

“Let’s leave. It’s already late and I don want to be late for the 1st rehearsal itself.” She said getting up from the chair.

The rehearsal started and as she spoke to the crowd, Harsh did nothing but just look at her. She had already occupied his mind.

Categories: Fiction


June 11, 2010 1 comment

I kno by this time you would got tired of my 55-fictions on flies/cockroaches/ etc etc 😛 . Eeh don’t get scared before reading itself. It’s not on any animal/insect. Finally i have come up with something to call humane 😀 .

Two in English and one in hindi with translation 🙂 . Lemme know how humane it is 😛 .

The Upshot                                          

The pervert youth of today know no shame

Hiding behind the darkness of night

Play the obscene games

Remarked the lady, talking to her friend

Walking down the street, night at ten

Looking at a pair, standing beside a tree

Hands clasped together, face unseen

She neared, and then,

“Hei bro!!! even Mom is here!!”


How is it possible? No,,,,, I was careful enough.

This can’t be true. It wasn’t the first time I,,,,,,,,,,

No,,,,,, It just can’t happen.

Are you sure?

Yes! The reports are clear.

Oh! What will I answer everyone?

How will I face them? Will they forgive me?

And the tester cried for missing the bug 😛

Mai or Wo

Dekh raha tha mai use door se

Chali aa rahi thi wo meri or dagmagaate hue

Liya tha dil mera jiske noor ne,

Thi wo khadi aaj mere saamne muskaan liye

Pass aakr jab poocha usne, kaha kho gaye?

Thaamte hue use mai bola,

Ohh haseen,

Saath me bhi tu, solah se jaada lagti nahi 😀


Me And She

I was seeing her from a distance

She was walking towards me, staggering

The beauty that stole my heart once

Stood in front of my eyes, smiling

Nearing me when she asked,

Where are you lost?

Catching her hand I said,

Oh beautiful!

At the age of sixty also you don’t look more than sixteen 😀

Categories: Fiction



Intezaar me baitha  tha wo palke bichaaye

Aayegi wo milne usse baahe failaaye

Chu kar badan ko iske jab karegi wo ishaare

Bheeg jayega prem me uske apna dil hare

Karega shikayat, kitni der ki aane me


Bewafa wo aayi bhi to iske jaane par

Shehar se nikla wo or barsi wo jhum kar!!

Translation- In English it’s impossible to get it the way it’s in Hindi 😦 still giving the literal translation.


Eyes hooked on the ways

He was waiting for her,

That she will come with open arms.

Brushing his body when she will make the gestures,

Getting drenched in love he will loose his heart.

He will complain “you delayed”,


Disloyal she, came after he was gone,

He left the city and it rained!

Categories: Fiction

The unsaid!!

Clock strikes 4 in morning and she wakes up, wakes up as she hears some one calling her, someone very close to her heart.

“I feel I’m going to hear him today,,,, somewhere, somehow, but how…. it’s been almost 5 months now……”

Restlessly she started walking around her room, suddenly looking out of the window, checking her cell, and glancing through her mailbox.

Her cell rings, it’s 5 in the morning, it’s him. Her joy knew no bounds, heart started pounding double the rate and the tear of joy makes her voice heavy.

“Hi Ana! How are you?”

“I knew you must be awake.”

“Called you to inform that……… I am leaving today. My flight is at 10 AM, &………. informing you, as you asked me to.”

The words were sounding to her like the percussion & the excitement seemed to be taken over by the dismay.

“Hmm Ana! You there? I have planned for a long sail this time. I dono when I will be back. I have no idea.”

She feels the pain deep inside, as though someone is snatching away a part of her forcefully.

With heavy voice as tears rolled down her eyes “Harsh!…..can we meet?”

“Hmm see you outside the theatre at 8. Coming there to meet others too”

For the first time she is on time to the theatre, infact far before the time, it’s just 7. She sits on the big stair outside the theatre, stretched through the width, eyes hooked up on the way….

Slowly other people started crowding the place and sat before her, a few steps down, and some besides her at some distance.

He arrives at 7:45 and the crowd rushes to welcome him with a warm hug. While everyone is wishing him a safe journey and giving the best wishes for future, gifting him, she is standing at the same place where she sat, constantly just staring at him, locking and unlocking her fingers. He looks towards her still indulged with the crowd, thanking them for the wishes and for their coming.

After meeting everyone he walks over to her-

“When will you be back?”

“I dono. I haven’t planned anything yet.”

He looks into her eyes and there was a complete silence ………………

“I will miss you Harsh” she ran towards him and locked him around her arms tightly. The tears she held for so long betrayed her at the moment and rolled down her already swollen eyes. He feels the love in her for himself, for the first time .

“I will really miss you so much…………”

He smiles gaily & with bedewed eyes, gently wiping off her tears “Hei,,,,,stop crying like a kid.”

“You have your Boss with you, you won’t miss me”

“Shuttt Uppp”

“ihihihihi ok then therez one way out”, smiling sarcastically.

Suddenly pulling him away and moving a few steps back, “And what’s that?”

He walks closer to her, looking into her big brown eyes “Marry me!!”

They were looking into each other’s eyes synchronized and then she, suddenly zapped back, taking her eyes away from him “Do mail me,,,,,,,,,,,, keep in touch where ever you go.”

His loving and caring look suddenly turns to a disgust. Antipathetic he looks at her and she, avoiding his every stare, looking the other side, hiding her dabbling eyes sniffs, “Stay in touch…”

One last look towards her, he turns, and leaves the place without saying anything …….and she stood there helplessly crying, looking at him, still walking away from her .

Categories: Fiction

{Not Me-6}

Chalte Chalte

Ek Din


is Mod pe Aa Gaya k

Palat k ja nahi Sakta

Agey sirf Andhera hai

k bari wehshat si hoti hai

tanhaii darati hai

k nafrat yaad aati hai

mai phir bhool jata hoon

bss tujh ko bulata hoon

mere pass laut aoo tum

k mery sansain adhori hain …!!!!


Categories: Crazy~Not Me
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