Sunday, December 27, 2009

Here I Lie.

"It is always the best policy to tell the truth, unless of course you are an exceptionally good liar."
Jerome K. Jerome.

A: B always tells the truth.
B: A is such a liar.

"Satyawadii,Haath khade karo!"
Two gunshots.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009


"If I were two-faced, would I be wearing this one?"
- Abraham Lincoln (1809-1865)

Well, I don't know your options Mr. Lincoln.
“It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.”

Friday, December 18, 2009

Too much

How much is too much?
I slept so much today that my head is hurting and back is beginning to complain as well.
Is that too much?

Its one of those questions that that make you think too much. Or maybe not. Since I don't know how much makes too much.
Not like too much is very much anyway.

Alright,Hands up.
I'm super bored.


This is one good song :)

Straight in, suck up and go,
Cool it, swallow, swallow
Breathe deep, take it all
It comes cheap
Push it through the doors
Because in between the lines
I'm gonna pack more lines
So I can get in
Ooh traffic jam got more cars
Than a beach got sand
Suck it up, suck it up, suck it up,
Fill it up until no more
I'm no crazy creep, I've got it coming
To me because I'm not satisfied
The hunger keeps on growing
I eat too much
I drink too much
I want too much
Too much

I've got to get it somewhere
I mean, you never know, maybe you're dreaming
Who do you think you're watching
Who do you think you need
Play for me, play more,
Ten times in the same day
I need more, I'm going
Over my borders
I'm going to take more, more
From you, letter by letter

I eat too much
I drink too much
I want too much
Too much

I told, god, I'm coming
To your country
I'm going to eat up your cities,
Your homes, you know
I've got a stomach full it's not
A chip on my shoulder
I've got this growl in my tummy
And I'm gonna stop it today

I eat too much
I drink too much
I want too much
Too much

-Dave Matthews.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

So what.

Stars shine.
People whine.
Dinner time.
So what.

Trees grow.
Whistles blow.
This is slow.
So what.

Too much black.
Way too slack.
Bones crack.
So what.

Silence speaks.
Anger peaks.
Birdy tweaks.
So what.

And they clout.
Leave no doubt.
I'm all out.
So what.

Stars shine.
People whine.
Still dinner time.
So what.

Trees grow.
Whistles blow.
Not too slow.
So what.

Too much white.
Dim that light.
Not that bright.
So what.

And they clout.
I'm all out.
Still too stout.
So what.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Favourites :)

I found this poem on a card once. Glad I did.
I just love the way it personifies God without being overly sermonic or 'emotionally motivating'- if you know what I mean. I keep coming back to it every now and then.

One thing can always cheer me
When I’m feeling sad and low
When I tire of daily trials
That I have to undergo,
When those who should
Seem closest, seem like
People I don’t know,
One thing can always cheer me
I know that God is near me.

One thing can always cheer me
When I do not understand
How pain and sadness
In our lives
Can get so out of hand,
When the best of human efforts
Doesn’t meet the days demands,
One thing can always cheer me
I know that God is always near me.

One thing can always cheer me
More than anything I’ve known
And show me I will never
Have to struggle on my own
For no matter what might happen
I will never be alone
The thing that will always cheer me
Is just knowing God is near me.


Sunday, November 29, 2009

All Over.

“I decided I can't pay a person to rewind time, so I might as well get over it.”

PS. Life is all Tom and Jerry.
PPS. I'm Tom, you rotten little rat!

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Love At First Sight

I know you’ll be there
Never away or far
I know we’ll be closer
Wherever we are

I wish you could hear
All the truth behind my lies
I wish you would hear
All that’s said by hows and whys.

I wish you would see
All that I want you to
I wish you would know
How much I really think of you

I see it in your eyes
When I feel your brownish skin
I see it when I touch you
And hold you in the din

I see it when I see you
And all that’s there too see
I know I’m myself with you
I know I can be

I just wish, you go away
Before I throw you out
I mean you well, you silly potato
So you had a doubt?

Dedicated to :
The potato.
Yeah, The aloo.
Say that again- The aloo.

Isn't it amazing how names can be so helplessly descriptive. If Shakespeare asked me what was in a name I would almost certainly give the aloo in my defence. The name itself is so slugglishly indolent, I can almost see it exude sloppiness. Surprisingly descriptive of the personality of this fruit.
I mean really, it is by far the most deformed mass of fat ever.
Think about it, it’s ugly to say the very least. Like those rude overgrown kids, in the theatre. The ones who block your view, block your sound, eat like pigs, wear free size clothing and simply refuse to shut up.
And it’s not even soft. I mean fruits are meant to be nice. Fruits are supposed to be nice. They are just born that way. Hardly a fruit, its like a rock tha you need to wrestle with or fool into a heat shock just to remove the outer skin.
More like the fruit of all the sins.

Rather, it’s not a fruit. It’s like an aberration, a social evil. Just that we got no revolutionaries. They seem to hound us, surround us, be all around us. They seem to be taking over the world, these sly shapeless little things, I tell you. And everybody seems to be awed by it's lumpish existence as well. No kidding,The vegetable market needs democracy.

Alright yeah looks aren’t everything.
Not only is it a repulsive brown that refuses to ripen, on top of that it’s bland. Plain. Simple. Insipid. Blank.
Also, It’s full of fat that makes you fat.

Okay okay, if you like aloos, I wish you all the aloos in the world, I wish you have so many of them that there is a global shortage, I wish it rains aloos wherever you are. I wish they fill your garden and all that you won’t sell, I wish you aloo water, I wish you aloo gel.

Like I said, you silly potato, I really mean you well.

Ps. I wish you my share as well. :)
Pps. I’ll take something else in return, though.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Food For Thought

Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You. :)

Saturday, September 12, 2009


I'm hurt and yet I'm happy
Is this something to tell?
I know how this feels, just
don't know when it'll quell.

Like tides blowing me over
Times are getting crazy
Or were they always like that
My vision was just too hazy.

That's really not a problem
Tears will mix with rain
I know what this is like
Ah, the pleasures in pain.

There's more to life than life; per se
And God is telling me how
I'm happy that I'm learning
Just sad that it's right now.

The best things are the ones that
may, taste really bitter
For sweet may not be happy
Just like fat may not be fitter.

So it's really not like it seems
The truth that lies can buy,
And if you read this through,
Just don't ask me how or why.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Thoughts for today :)

" There is no true obedience, unless there's freedom of disobedience."
" If you want to win it, there is no speed limit.
A.C.C.E.L.E.R.A.T.E "

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Not So Nice!

If there ever was a multi-dimensional, dubiously overused and notoriously meaningless word in this world, it certainly would be 'nice'.

Talk about multi faceted implications.. everything, from Da Vinci code to Picasso to the doodling at the back of my copy is nice.. Everything from smoking, to oversleeping to a PJ (poor joke for the not so nicely enlightened) is not nice.

So what really is not so nice about nice?

Just the fact that its vaguely not so nice nature of being is so nicely accepted, even unquestioningly authorized to adorn every good bad or ugly name place animal or thing. Its nice-ness is flamboyantly ubiquitous and not-so-nice-ness thoughtlessly imprudent.
What is so innately nice about this N dude?
Four lettered existence.. ? Well, that's questionable. Besides other four lettered words beat it hollow (specific genre only).
Niavety (Another N dude!) ?
Just that its so vaguely meaningless that it can serve as a saving grace when descripitive expatiations are either not desired or not available. So, your know- it-all aura scrapes through the axe of the abstruse.
And that too unhurt.

I speak on behalf of the millions of other descriptive words that lie incarcerated in dormancy- waiting to be spelled, written, used. How jealous must they be, when the their apparently flashy adornments fall flat in the face, dim down into mere oblivion as their austere but absurdly popular adversary hogs the limelight.

Is that nice?
Not at all, they deserve full freedom of expression or atleast a minority quota in all forms of spoken and written expatiation.
A mere inclusion in the lexicon is certainly not nice.

I rest my case.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

The farce

Real people you know
Are really very scarce
And whatever happens remember
Friendship is a farce

They all say they're there
They all say, but dare
look beyond that smile,
see the practised guile?

And its not just that
There's a lot more
A lot more than the fun
or the things you think, you've done

You came in alone
And that's how you go
The sooner you accept it
the lesser you're low

Listen to you
'cause thats who matters
Your life is yours
And time in tatters

Real people you know
Are really very scarce
And whatever happens remember
Friendship is a farce

Little Things

Little things that wake me up,
Little things that make me say,
Little things that drive me nuts,
Little things that make my day

Little enough to be ignored
Little enough-could be inured
Little enough to be so little, enough
of little things ; are way too rough

A little thing and so much sore
These little things, so much uproar
A little thing -so much in store
Its these little things that,
show me the door

It's weird how a little thing
Could serve as venom-tit for tat
It's weird how much I can see
With just a little thing as that.

Friday, May 8, 2009


Here's what the future holds for you - Read on :)

Aries : Jupiter and Saturn are playing hide and seek this summer, it’ll be great if you can stay away from the den. If your house has got a den, change the house immediately, or better still burn down / blow up the den. Life is bound to take a turn, for the better or for the worse.
For better luck, follow the simple upayaya : add the digits of currency number of the ten rupee note in your pocket. Multiply by 5, add 3 and subtract 2. Add the digits till you get a single number. Write this number on a paper.
Make a paper plane. Fly it from your terrace while facing the south west direction. Your bad luck will fly away.

Taurus : If you’re being bullish, remember you’re just being foolish. Watch your step. For the sun is slowly but steadily slipping behind the moon and may affect your balance. Physical or mental is yet to be ascertained. If you never liked corns before, try again, your tastes may have changed. You’re acting way too cheesy these days anyways.

Gemini : You might have a strong urge to go out hiking, or biking. However the other half of your split personality might want to stay indoors. So you may act either way. To get rid of this split, try the following upayaya: take out all the split ends of your hair. Collect them, count them and add 3 to the number. Multiply with 5 and now, throw it in the dustbin. A Piscean with a golden incisor might help you bite in- to success.

Cancer : Love will come your way if you let it. If you don't it'll hit you over the head and run away really fast. Really really fast. For better luck, try jumping a traffic light. I mean literally. Also, fruit is about to give you a pending message. This message could come in the form of a choking fit, a zinging-zap of pain in a cracked lip from a citrus fruit, or possibly just spasmic, uncontrolled excruciating bowel cramps. Whatever it is, try peeling the fruit in an up-down manner, while facing the south and only after the 18th, that’s when the sun moves out of the fit-ting orbit.

Leo : Keep track of the reality shows, you are bound to be a pop star.
Eat more popcorn, act all corny and at night, don’t forget to gaze at the stars. If you can find your name in a constellation, that’s a sure shot indicator of star-dum(b). The universe conspires to make you win if you can find ‘loser’. Chant ‘mera naam chin-chin-choo’, on a full moon night while facing west for better luck at the auditions.

Virgo : You’re in luck!
If you think it’s my job to tell you that, you’re highly, highly mistaken. You’re going down, Mr! As upayaya, stand still (motionless as well as expressionless) on 3 limbs (2 legs and one hand) near the water cooler, while keeping the water flowing. Continue for 3 hours, 3 minutes and 3 seconds. Now use the free hand to turn off the tap.

Libra : Today is not your lucky day. It’s tomorrow instead! So you can seek some solace while picking up your broken teeth with a prosthetic arm. Keep a white elephant to avoid a black eye. Always balance the act. You must offer a lavish meal to Saturn and Jupiter who are conniving against you. Offer at 6AM sharp, while facing west. If it does not get accepted, consume it yourself. No point wasting food in this time of global recession.

Scorpio : I’ll give you a hint in three words : voluptuous, gorgeous, curvy. For you the future comes in like a lion. Yes you’re roaring, and you’re the king of the jungle. If only you live in one that is. And the three words were my last three dictionary ‘words of the day’, nothing to do with you, forever-craving animals.

Sagittarius : The sun is now in the fourth house and the moon is right opposite in the fourth window. To avoid influence, close all doors and windows of your house. You will have a bad hair day this entire week, so it’s better that you stay indoors anyway. A Virgo with polka dotted red socks will be your lucky charm this week.

Capricorn : Venus is prone to hic(cups) this week. Do not drink before /after dinner.The feeling in the pit of your stomach is going to explode at noon. Or sometime afterwards.
Do not read anything today. Not even a word. Or a letter. If you just did, you will have bad luck for the next three days.

Aquarius : Change the frame of your specs to a bright electric blue. Your vision will extend beyond horizons and you will finally ‘see’ success in all its true colours. Open your room lock 101 times in 3 minutes and the key to success is all yours. Just iMAGine, it never was!

Pisces : The water God smells something fishy. You’re a small fish in a big pond and what’s worse, you even stink like one. Stop acting like a cold fish even if all that you are fishing for is compliments. Remember, there are plenty of other fish in the sea, even if you’re a master at the fish tale.

DISCLAIMER : Meant only in serious humour. Not intended to hurt or endorse personal belief. Follow at your own risk.
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