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Tuesday, 7 May 2013

A Redundant Growth


Constant tries to open his eyes could just make him see the flashes going by draped in Green gowns. All he could felt is nothing. One harder attempt is what is thought, and succeeded. Beeps of fluctuating ECG machine is much clear now. He still feels numb after a constant stare at the surroundings. Hours pass by and the craving to speak increased with every drop of saline running into his nerves.

 The tick tock sound of the hanging clock irked him. He waited. Next day arrived with Priya. Priya, yes he remembers. Sunshine of his life. Closer she came, more he thanks god to see her. The kohl line in her eyes- how he wanted to live longer just to see her eyes.  Numerous feelings were brimming inside when he could not welcome her with a usual tight hug. Tried smiling, efforts fooled him.

He tried-it pained-tried harder-pained more-gave up…

The reality falls down on him with an acute pain originating down his backbone and he could not bear it. Eyes get shut and saliva dribbles down his blue lips. Priya called out for doctor with an anxious cry and he was pulled back by his fresh bruises.

Countless hours of sleep was gifted to him again…..

But he wished for an undisturbed sleep, devoid of the haunting memories.  Noise of cars coupled with encouraging hoots of his buddies. Notorious screams urging him to press the accelerator harder. Blurred images of the events conquered his surviving sub-conscious.

His engagement with Priya, what else could he ask his life for. His angel stood by his side, hand in hand posing for the cameras. Her tinkling laughter still echoes cutting down the beeps of machines. That day while dining he suddenly went blank for a minute. What is this happening to me; he thought and again got lost with the teasing and laughter. The same thing happened again in day or two when he sat giving his undivided attention to his CEO. He kept wondering and decided to speak to Priya about it. Priya listened and advised him to visit a doctor. He excused claiming “Its all because of you. You stay on my mind and nothing else I could accommodate” and she teased him again with her usual gesture…


“NAHARGARH” his buddies announced for the party destination and there was no question of denying. After all he will be married in few months and then he will have to adjust for family dining. He took charge of his “Chevrolet Beat” while the other four stufffed it with alcohol.

They proceeded on the craggy single road of the old fort for an overnight party. High on spirits Rajan opened a beer tin but he asked him to wait for the destination. “Yo Yo Honey Singh” filled the space and the car soon turned into a mini Disc. The narrow road was overburdened and cars fled past like a flash. He was an expert and knew the rules to drive safe and said a firm NO to the demands of accelerate.He obeyed evry warning sign planted on the road. He was driving carefully checking the speeding vehicles coming from the opposite direction simultaneously enjoying the dirty jokes.


Light peeped out of a coming jeep and struck his eyes. He went BLANK. It happened again and this time risking his life along with the people he loved and cared about.
He doesn’t remember anything thereafter. Back to the hospital bed, he saw his doctor coming for the checkup. “Doctor what happens with me every other day ?” he weakly asked. Tumour, Brain Tumour. Has he heard it right. YES, surgery is planned once you get rid of your present injuries- doctor informed.

He again bounced to numb. Body warned earlier and avoiding is not a bliss.

Moral : Any abnormal or unusual sign should be taken care, not by worrying over it but by an expert.

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Monday, 6 May 2013

Far Reached SILVER LINE


U are the silver line
Yes, for all the times


When we together take the climb                        
When you do and I confines
Your adorable crimes
when I do the grimes
And u murmur a love rhyme
When u take the hold
And  I twine
Love progresses and slowly sublimes

Yes, u are the silver line
of all these times

Sunday, 28 April 2013

FAM(ALIENS)...

The title originates from Family and Aliens. Family which turns into AVATAR battleground sometimes and my family is no exception to it.

Daddy being posted out of town my Mother has the responsibility of managing home and we two Ninjas. Though me and Bumpsu has an implied set of rules to be followed in routine which we follows till an urge of wicked me or her inspires us to intrude other's territory.

ME
I dont like many of her friends who abruptly enters the house and conquer my space in OUR room.
SHE
Loves them like an ideal friend.

ME
Doesnt like she ordering me in front of her unwanted friends.
SHE
Do it assuming it to be her birthright while i am seen serving with a fake :)

ME
Doesnt given a 2nd thought while scolding her though it happens rarely.
SHE
Is a spoiled kid (yes, i would still prefer to call her this) who takes endless liberty with me. On the other hand, the tag of MOST SENSITIVE goes to her which fears every body else before pointing her mistake.

ME
Prefers talking freely about the issue.
SHE
Likes keeping shut and shedding tears like a 5-yr-old.

ME
Loses my cool on really small things sometimes.
SHE
Understands Language of Love.

Usually things are at peace while i control and maintain my "forced dignity" of an Elder and she too doesnt go out of the marginal thin drawn. The problem starts whenever the blissful coincidence doesnt happen.

We two resents each other presence and stick to the unspoken vow of not to communicate.

Accustomed to observe each other's action and reactions we could not take our eyes off each other even during our not-so-friendly term.

1. We check how the other one is dressing. Clothes, accessories (God please grant her a better fashion sense), footwear checked to affirm that my/her wardrobe has not been robed.

2. Laptop is not to be shared. If itz she trying to do it I always has something urgent to do.

3. Each of us suggest what is to be served in dinner/Lunch which is obviously way far different from the other's suggestion to which mamma responds with her usual confused look.

4. A sneak peak into each other's call phone is allowed while busy texting.

5. Thorough inquiry is done from the only binding agent "Mamma" regarding whereabouts and other irrelevant happenings.

Since the care and concern increases ten folds during such times who can hold it for long...It z either me or Bumpsu taking the lead and bounce back to our usual friendly tone of irritating each other. The issue remains an unsolved mystery while the culprits can be seen chit chatting and giggling to our Mamma's delight.

And thus the family turning aliens comes to an END...


We are the smiles, we are the laughter
Lets be nice and become best Daughters...



Wednesday, 24 April 2013

Be F.R.I.E.N.D.S ignoring T.R.E.N.D.S

Its free and will always be
says the gateway to the web
obsessed with the no-price tag
We get it set..

Saying what all is on mind
Bells of friends are made to chime
Poke a buddy to make a start
Likes and superlikes are relished like tarts

See the count of friends go hike
Boast it with a hi-five
Find a lost and promises a touch
of thick and thin giving it a punch

Dose of sharing and tweeting does wonders
to all what is IN and friends kinder
Midst of knowingly strange friends
All that rules is just a Trend


Friday, 19 April 2013

In conversation with ME...

Who stares me at mirror
confronts me clear
with bundles of joy
and moments to cheer...

It says with a solitary touch
Power, determination, love and pure
is what all u are
why to crave for it 
in the world bizarre....

within lies your eternity and bliss
should you care not to miss
forgetful is what you are
Its me only who fights your fears apart...

When you beams with pride
It z me who shall share the slice
If not the stakes are high
I beacons you to fly

Truth is what you dread at times
Should'nt the lies be baked at prime
and only if it doesn't suffice
i mend your ways to make it right

Forget not to be a Queen
Else my wicked shall be seen
Be a master and not a slave
coz the latter is only my play











Thursday, 11 April 2013

Pre Engagement-Post date deciding-Meeting

Its we two getting hitched for at least this life time , but the hyper-activity bug seems to bite both my mothers.

I am still reminded of our late night, free college hours building the castles of our "then assumed wedding" on my MOTO and his NOKIA. Now in complete settlement with the fact that "YES We are getting married without any difficult-to-fight hurdle or infact, without any hurdle to fight for :)" we two have taken the back seat for the engagement preparations.

The two ladies-in-power of their respective households and now in complete grip of we two harmless fellows are the happiest ones to take the front. Everyday i enter after my day's work i am welcomed with the latest updates from the other front and same is done with him over phone (he is missing every bit of the actions and expressions i am endowed with). And believe me, the quantum of irritation we both get into is directly proportional to the excitement level of the these two women because of several reasons of the gifts to be exchanged, photographer, our dress, my sister's dress, mamma z dress, venue and what not..

Meanwhile, we lil innocent faces keep listening with rapt attention and updating each other on the latest happenings despite of "Not to tell him/her" warning received.

We both have done enough of chats, dating, complaining, complimenting, preparing, planning, executing- is what i guess...the show is in our honor and simply being a spectator is best




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Wednesday, 3 April 2013

Aage Badhe Kadam

waqt ke paidaan pe rakh apne kadam
kuch dur nikal aaye h hum
duri jo chahte the hamesha
tumse, unse, un sub he se

kaha kaha khoja hoga humein
ya kahe to kaha nhi dhundha hoga
jante to wo bhi hai k mushkil h mil pana
par hum kaise kahe k na chaha humne
Ab kabhi laut aana....

boli sun pehle ki tarah na bhage aayenge
na kabhi puri raat khidki k kinare baaton mein bitayenge
ek pathik ban vishraam bhi na krenge tumhare aangan

sochoge jub jub hamare baare mein tum, wo aur sub
sirf ek muskaan ka vaada krte h
sada usi mein nazar aayenge

Aage badhe kadam h jo humare
sochte h ab aur aage jayenge