KEEP THAT GRIN ON!!!

Life can be seriously funny but there are many of us who fail to take in the humour. They are so besotted with the eccentricities of life that they do not take into account the small but precious things of life and live (drag their life) with a huge burden on their heads worrying about everything. This is where they really fail. Shit happens…to everybody. You are not the only one who is singled out for one of life’s more peculiar tragedies. It’s normal and that’s how life goes with its ups and downs.
Still people will go on making their lives complicated. They will fret and fume and cry out loud. They will frustrate themselves and end up frustrating people around as if it’s gonna make any difference, as if its gonna help solve problems. Well if that were to be the case then I would have been a winner by now in everything I have done. My close friends know about that episodic eight month chapter of my life when I had given up all hope. I still don’t know how I survived but now when I think of it, it only makes me laugh. I wonder if it was worth all that trouble. Nope it wasn’t. That experience has enlightened me, helped put a smile on my face forever.
It takes guts to laugh at our own self. It separates the men from the boys. It helps ease out that grim air around and makes things comfortable. For life is not only about surviving and winning the long race, its about savoring each moment that comes by. As for the troubles it will pass away and there will always another chance. So be happy and smile and let the world wonder what’s on your mind. Ask Simba-the lion and he will roar, “Hakuna matata” – don’t worry be happy.
Here is a yoke…sorry joke I heard not long ago. A chicken asked an egg how it would like to have its life. The egg retorted, “funny-side up!!”

IN YOUR EYES(POEM)

Most expressive of all,
Silence- the true pure
Language of the soul.
Conveys me every time
How much you love me.
Beneath the glassy surface,
I can read, of what,
Your heart has to say.
But why today do I see
a sparkle so unfamiliar.
Someone else in your eyes.
Have I wronged somewhere?
Or is it just a bad notion.
I put on dark glares.
Let my fears be within.
Unnoticed to your eyes.
My love for you
Shall forever remain,
Faithful, virginal, implicit,
Right till the very end.

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I LAUGH AT ALL THOSE WHO MOCK ME...

cuz as NIELS BOHR put it, "some things in life are so serious you have to laugh at them."

TO AND FRO(POEM)

i walk to and fro
and back fro and to.
i still cant think
what am supposed to do.
i keep singing that
same old stupid song.
brings back the memories
i so much long.
the very dilemma of
to love or hate,
has been the subject
of great debate.
i wonder if ever
i'l have any clue.
i keep walking to and fro
and back fro and to

THERE'S ALWAYS ANOTHER CHANCE (POEM)

when doors are slammed shut
and hell begone without keys,
through windows and trapdoors
there's a chance waitin free.
no matter how much the heat.
toughie as it ever seems.
onward through shall move.
water flowing into streams.
with a notion so unique.
plenty to surrender as bait.
there's always another chance.
if not shall one create.

TO DIE FOR (POEM)

my life lies indebted
with love and sacrifices,
of purity, furthest from sanity.
la my friend shows
what love truly is
and the honour of having
her up so close
with multitudes
and still constant
speaks with words
that cannot be expressed.
cuz love as such
only a lucky few experience.
ma yara ve!! glory and roses!!
grateful am i,
helps me find out
the secrets of life within life
and blessed feel i,
lord forgive,
she showers love more
than you can ever preach.

NOT YOU (POEM)

not everything i do
i do it for you.
not every time i think
i keep thinking of you.
loved ones do deserve
a tad much more.
sadly enough, you
are not one of those folks.

I THINK WHAT YoU THINK!! (ARTICLE)

i entered the cafe and i saw her. god!! she is so beautiful, i could spot her in a crowd. i smile at her and she smiles back. her smile is one of those more simpler formal smiles; the corners of the mouth turn upwards and droop down almost as immediately.
i wonder what she must be thinking?? am puzzled, whats on her mind??!!
i decide to use my powers(mind you though i forgot my cape and chaddis at home, i still can work it on.)
i concentrate and enter her mind. its a mess. there are thoughts scrambled into each other like:

1) she thinks the waiter is cute and would be better if he served without his shirt on.(???)
2) she's not shaven her patch since two weeks and it has begun to itch. (yuck!)
3) is her hair done properly? ( it's great1)
4) her best friend is such a bore. ( intresting!!)
5) is that his cell or something else in his pants (hmmmm!!)
6) why is rajiv seeing reema when am around?( ahan!!!)
7) blah blah blah blah ...(blah!!!)
8) blah blah blah blah....

am bemused!! i dwell further and, lo!! i find what am so searching for...
'she's been thinking whats on my mind.'

THE GOD-FEARING ATHEIST (POEM)

i was an atheist
until i saw her.
my heart trembled
i couldnt resist.
i knelt by the road.
hands folded, prayed.
had to thank HIM.
a wonderful creation.
a wonderful day.
though never have i
seen her ever again.
i remain,indebted to HIM.
for life i take as HIS blessings.
i remain an atheist.
HE'S above all such things.

RAINY BLUES (POEM)

pitter-patter
comes the rain.
huddled against
the tin house,i await;
drenched, desperate, disillusioned.
lonely at heart.
i believe still, the
clouds will roll by.
but some memories
they just refuse to die.
i cry a silent tear,
becomes one with the rain.
it gives me shivers.
come back into my life.
for more than anything else,
i need you for warmth.

LIFE MOVES ON... (POEM)

in the realms of the solitudes,
the moon as it shines a silvery grey,
i await, even as life moves on
perverse to my wishes.
this heart keeps crying away
in the primal fear of fickleness.
it needs love to savour life
and most seminal of all;
understanding.
choices have been many,
all these years, and
so has destiny played its part.
but now, regrets are none.
i've walked miles the trodden path,
and as life sings a raucous song,
i hope, against all hope,
in accordance with the
radiance of the camp-fire,
of a clearer vision and a pledge
to move on impervious to fate,
so on with vimful zest.

GUTSY BUSINESS (POEM)

cutscular arms force over thin neck
and press-press until
red in face, maroon behind.
then there's pulling of ears, nose and ....
also spoiling of neat hair,
crumpling of in-shirts,
snatching of cheap yet
full-of-love girlfriend gifts.
then hard boots over air-floaters.
yelps,shrieks,abuses.

wokay! wokay!!
i forget about gandhian values.
a kick between foolishly parted legs.
and silence and a thud.
show's over.
life will be fine now.

ANOPHELES SQUARED (POEM)

swat!
and missed again.
moony, half-eyed,
i sit up.
there has to be a way.
but these fella's too
are buzzing with ideas.
one zooms over,
a few twirls and
settles on my big toe.
it needles in,
sipping in the nectar.
hehe! here's ma chance.
i take out my maths text.
[400 pages, not even
God may decipher]
with full force
down it comes,wham!

three days have past.
dunno about the little one,
but my big one is sore.
i swear by Aryabhatta,
[father of mathematics]
noone ever inflicted more harm
on man than thy man himself.

IN THE DARK (POEM)

The flame flickers on
and dances, filling
the room with life.
Nothing that keeps
me intrested.
I make shadowy
figurines on the walls.
Birds, a dog, an ox.
Still my mind
keeps propping up
images of you.
Come back into my life.
Its lonely down here.
Though filled with light
it may seem,without you
am always in darkness.

DOWNSIDE UP!! ;-) (POEM)

The moustache record long
falls over my eyes,
and the red
it gushes down
filling in the hollows.
And i sight feet!!
with fancy footwear
and without...
Distinguished
by toenail dirt.
Its a good thing though
i cant see the faces...
It could be worse.
But i await in patience
for the real reason
i turned the world around
and lo!!
My breath control
it looses its hold.
mini-skirted she passes by.

living dead (poem)

Slash with a knife.
Thy wounds wnt heal.
Burn it red
and stab thy heart.
Feel no pain.
Feel no sorow.
Give in to pleasure.
Beat it to hell.
Weep with joy.
Being dead whilst alive.

EDGE OF REASON (poem)

She eyes
the intricate tracery:
slender transparent inner-wrist.
Mulls over a second
but doesnt wanna give
any headway to thought.
Bosom heaving.
Due not to fear.
Due more to thrill.
an addiction
so intense,
couldnt care less.
The sharp silvery steel
gleams with pride.
places, marks, swipes.
Painlessly, like
warm knife on butter.
She closes her eyes,
visualises instead.
The free flow.
electrified she feels.
The shame escapes
and drowns in ecstasy.

nic

THINKING OF YOU(POEM)

Am marooned on an island.
No food.
No drink.
No shelter.
No boat.
No friends.
No hope.
I will die if
I don’t think of something
I start thinking of you.

Stupid cupid

Stupid cupid

Just two days to valentine’s and I get up in the morning and brush my teeth and look in the mirror and fall in love with myself.

(Such good looks
Awesome style
Absolute master jokes
Am the best
Even if I say so myself)

I leave for college and I sense a feeling of euphoria…so much as such I wana cry out loud till the feeling mellows down. I walk down the road and greet everyone with a smile…even old mrs.subbalaxmi who looks me down with disgust. But do I care…hardly matters. As for valentine’s it makes me no shit of a difference. At the most I will buy me something and gift wrap it and maybe even scream with surprise when I open it…haha…that’s when I spot her coming from the opposite side…my thoughts switch off and my smile withers away. Somewhere deep down my heart starts beating real fast. I think of changing lanes but it happens so sudden I find myself in front of her. Surprisingly she waits to talk…
“Hey how’s you?? Long time!!!” says she.
And me just smiles staring at what once belonged to me. I can smell her even when she’s a good arm’s distance away and she does smell like heaven (miss sleeping in her arms). Her silken hair still flows like crazy in all directions in the wind and I so wana run my hands through it. Good god up there!!! I look into her eyes and fall in love again though have strictly prohibited my heart from ever doing so. The memories of the aftermath of the breakup are still fresh in my mind and in some way I still sometimes feel overtly spiteful.
“Ahem”
“Well ya am doin fine…howz you been??”,I ask though I have not even the slightest intention of knowing how great her life has been after me.
“My life is just kinda moving on…not much happening…and i….”
I interrupt and ask knowing well enough that the answer would burn my heart, “What’s you doing for valentine’s??”
She looks me in the eye and smiles “I do miss you sometimes”, that’s all she says and she leaves.
I watch her go. She doesn’t turn back. That smile is gona haunt me for the rest of my life.
I will miss you all the time. And then I walk slowly back to college looking around…a world where love exists and still cannot!!