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Boxed memories....

Stray papers strewn on the floor
Stale smoke fills the air,
Dim lights throw shadows
from underneath the door,
the locked door, she stares at.

Its over she knows,
Over since a long time.
She wanted to cry
He remained imperturbed.

Her boxes had been packed
Packed with her stuff,
with her memories of him and
of her with him, the love that they
had. Of inumerous kisses& hugs
aplenty.

They were all packed now.
Stuffed in the boxes to be
a thing of her past.

Some heavy, some light
She dint fit there anymore.
The silence was unbearable
She knew she had to leave now...

Aha....

OK so here are three kind of men i did like to date. lolz If not them then sure somebody whose a Matthew Mcc meets Matt meets Bond! hehehhee


Matthew Mcconaughey, Oh me gosh! i totally adored him in How to Loose a guy in ten days!! Perfect guy....for me atleast lolz.


Matt damon. He may not be very good lookig but i love him! Hell, yeah i totally love him!! lolz! Theres no doubt he was amazing in Bourne supremecy& Bourne identity!







OK This here is Daniel Craig, the new James Bond. Lolz I am totally drooling over him, i could drown in stark blue eyes...Ooooohhhhhhh, hehehehe(droooooolllllll)

Shell shock....

Ok. What does one want the most on the day for their personal interview? An interview which will decide their fate? Hmmmm clear skies? Yeah, i would want that! Well, the sky wasnt exactly clear though it dint rain.

Hmmmm well i dont exactly get up on time next ...so well run about getting my prints( to brag a bit) of my poems& stuff. This could be done in the night...but nah i am soo smart you see!
OK two poems easily sail out of the printer, then when i hit the print button for my article, suddenly the printer decides to run out of ink!

Fine...i can live without it( well, wat other option do i have?)
OK I wanted to look my best....look pretty& stuff. But i cant wash my hair( greasy just today coz of humidity) so i let it be. Big mistake girly! ok instead of dressing up..i put on a pair of ragged jeans& a old comfy kurta..well it does look like its gonna pour ..so ya watever!

I do make it on time. OK so there are other girls there..not many( you have to be woman to apply at sop…

Please....

She had just entered,
his book in her hand,
A skeleton like figure,
his skin stretched
lay there inside the room
"daddy, what would you like?"
he manages a smile,
a resigned smile....
"tell me daddy, please
what shall we choose?"
he wants to sleeps
She is persistent.
"please,please daddy
its from the publication house,daddy..."
He gazed at the pictures in her hand,
one of a dawn, beautiful,
bright and sunny;
the other one a sunset,
marking the end of a day.
He smiles at her again
and chose the sunset.

He knows,smiles
sleeps again.
The sun is setting on him
slowly.

"11:33,Andheri Local to CST"

He stood there barefeet, his eyes
searching a little girl bye
his side,
holding onto his torn sleeve;
Amidst the hustle-bustle, he
sang his song, lyrics out of tune
just like what he seemed himself there.

His little eyes bright, full of wonders
sweet boy, i felt pity;
begging for alms, the little girl goes
I wonder should i?
Or maybe i shouldnt!
But it doesnt matter,
If not me then somebody
Else.

In the looking glass

In the looking glass

She is alone.
moon beams stream
into the room.
At first there are only
the silehoutes
and then closer; the
dried tears
streaked her face
gaunt,sunken
cheeks,pale skin
fading dreams
slowly smiles,
a tear rolls down
would you?
be.....
would you be
there,
tomorrow moon beam?

Through the Kaleidoscope......

Through the Kaleidoscope...

Acceptance has come at last. It is the strangest of all feelings.

When you feel you need it the most, it doesnt come or maybe you dont feel it. It takes its own sweet time.I am glad that its here to stay now. I am tired of constantly fighting the urge in me to pick up the phone , call him& just speak a few words.

I cant do it. It will passify him if i call and then again life will be a mess.I had felt it long back, the shitty mess i was getting into deeper and deeper by the day. But humans have the tendency to constantly hope for something better. I wished for the same.
It never happened though.

I am happy i am out of it and hopefully he is happy too.

The bitterness is slowly leaving me. Every little thing then, seemed to be an excuse. Not any more.
I feel light, relieved.Then again there is so much to look forward to but not with him.
Emotions are like the reflections from a kaleidoscope.

I dont know what i feel or experience next. I guess, everything is es…

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr................

OK my sister is taking driving lessons. Today will be her second day at driving. Dad took her to get the admissions done. She has chosen the same car as ours to learn on. The hitch is when does she get to practice?

Dad drives to work daily. So sunday seems a good day na...sure! Well, not really because here lies the real hitch. heheheh! My dad loves his car. Well that goes for almost any man. But then its my dads car. I learnt to drive too, two years ago though.

The eligibility to get a driver's license is 18 yrs. That was three years ago. After constant nagging and promises(false) me got enrolled at the driving class. I said false promises because i was promised the car by dad, so that i could practice& hence take it out on the road.
Men love their cars, is a fact& my dads love for his car is annoying.
I remember pleading(thn forcing) him to let me drive after 15 classes. I drove at a speed of 20(i never went beyond that). He sat next to me and that was the only time , i th…

Of bills....

Watched the bee season last night. I really like Kate Binoche now. Slept at around 4:00 am.

Rony calls this my nocturnal mayhem.

Got up at 11:30 am this morning. What seemed like a perfectly normal day, was suddenly ruined. Beep! Beep..you've a new message in your inbox.

Hmmmm, poor me how would i know what it is! So well i obviously checked. Message from HUTCH(sala kutta).

It said: " Your hutch bill for the month of May for Rs 1784.00 is due on 15th January"

Thats just a single line. But it managed to zap my happiness. Ufff i was a lil groggy before but now was wide awake. Suddenly i can imagine my dad sitting there on his bed...with this glasses on his nose(very typical of him)

and then all of a sudden yelling...!!! PHEW!!!

Seriously i just hate doing something like this. I dont even remember using my cell phone so much. Yeah i did make calls but then i dont use GPRS or anything fancy. I dont even have a caller tune. OK now i was visibly frightened.

You know I needed a plan…