Of poems that i do not know how to write...

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The bug bites...and how!
It injects a frenzy...I cannot comprehend.

I crave, I want, a chance to leave,
I tremble, I thirst,parched,

I need.

The bug refuses to leave
It eats into my soul
Whispers into my mind
Of places divine.

Will I?Now?Ever?Never?

The question raised,
The madness well lit,
It decides to fly off...
But I'm not off the bait just yet.

The poison will leave
If only a new place I see,
I go, and conquer
a different world.

I live. A life on my own terms.

I have no regrets,
the bug I do not reject.

I do not swat, i do not swoosh,
I welcome.

It takes me into a world
of dilemmas and quests -
Of frustrations of unfulfilled requests.

I wait.

Patience will bear fruit,
Nature will surely. Soon.
Give me her best bet.

Of blog updates and...ummm...bweh:|

I haven’t blogged in ages, and what better day to decide to do so when I’m totally down with the flu woo-hoo! One thing I really can never figure is how all the formatting of the post gets lost when I paste it on blogger. Can somebody help me with that please? And I want to make my blog look cooler as well, more personal, help needed there as well…I can’t believe I’m asking this instead of figuring it out myself! Looks like I’m turning into a girl now. Darn! :(

What’s been up with me? Well, I’ve been eating, sleeping, and basically doing nothing else very very heartily, which in turn has generously added oodles to my weight :( I intend to start walking in ze mornings soon. Like next week or something. :D

My sister leaves day after tomorrow(technically tomorrow!) and I don’t think she’s gonna be back in a long long time now…atleast till her course is over. Unless I land up there in June as planned :P

Haven’t completed the cushion pour ma pissy sissy - A fatang lookin auto rickshaw made me chamki stuff! Hotness it is I tell you. I sincerely stitched every night as it was supposed to be a surprise for her until she ‘accidentally’ discovered it under the mess on her bed(who the hell thought she would decide to clean her bed that very day of the months that it’d been un-inhabitable(pardon the English if it’s wrong)

Yeah so, I haven’t touched it since then. And she’s leaving tomorrow and I’ve lost the chamkis and the ek lauta thread ka guchha thingy that I had on me(which I had dhaapofied from my tailor btw:|)

Ok. So I’m bored of typing now. Wrote all this cuz I HAD to update. Don’t read the bullshit if you don’t want to:D

The Heavy dose of Benadryl takes effect…and off I doze…

Till later then!

Au jo

Lapataganj

Spent Diwali evening at home for the first time in years…needless to say, entry of thinking mode:|

The lights – Kitna lights!!I mean, every house was shining so bright, I'm sure we could’ve been seen from outer space! Made me think about(ok I know it's a typical thought, still,here goes)...our country and how there are innumerable towns and villages who don't have bijli at all.

And we complain about load shedding :|


It sort of makes me relate to these promos doing the rounds…of a new show on SAB TV…it’s called Lapataganj. It’s kinda caught my fancy…makes me want to look forward to it somehow.
It intrigued me enough to look it up a bit…and here’s what I found out…:P

First off, it’s a satire, on our country. One very good reason why I know I’d love to watch…hehe. It’s the stories of a well known hindi satirist Sharad Joshi. His style of satire will make you laugh yet almost immediately relate to the bitter truth of the typical Indian society.

M gonna try my best to catch it on the channel from 26th oct, 10 pm :)

Sounds promising…nuu age Malgudi days…n we all know how much we loved that!!

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If you don't know what it means, ask Bhojpuri.

Fundo then: My God!!!!!!!!!!
Fundo now: "And I said blah blah blah, blah blah!"

Bhojpuri then: Yesssss!!!...(and lots more)
Bhojpuri now: Shucks!

Anshul then: This is highly Unparliamentary of you!(thanks Anshul:|)
Anshul now: No clue. Cuz he's not in touch.:|

Floods in Bihar

Brings back memories. Aah nostalgia...bihar bachao!

Train Tales 2

This one’s a story of a very very irresponsible woman.

She gets in from VT, screeching, even though it’s the starting point.

Scrapped. Too bored to write about a train again. Sheesh. Talk about being capricious :P

I’m going to update just for the sake of updating this time. Again. Sole purpose being to get me in the habit of keying in something or the other every few days. Quality can come in at later stages. :-| I hope it eventually does manage to come in though.

The point is that life is so dry right now; I can’t seem to find interesting things to blog about. See, Shaun’s life is so interesting, meeting random pretty girls in hotel lobbies, takin long walks by the sea…so what if he’s discussing Axe! Atleast kuch to ho raha hai!!

I for one never wanted to fit into a routine…unfortunately, I have now. My life currently revolves around 9:12 and 8:53. To think I used to laugh and make fun of such people. Getting into the same train everyday, coming back by the same one, so fixed is their routine that they have a fixed seat in the local, know who sits next to them, know the whole family history of that person and of many more around, know the beggars, vendors who frequent that local….sheeesh…lame life. For me at least. I thank my stars I haven’t reached that level yet… and I hope I never do…


That’s it for now I think. Don’t want to write too much crap.yes.there is such a thing as too much crap.

Cheers!
Ciao

FYI…the story I scrapped was about the woman who pushed and pulled and got into the train. But. She left her kids behind. She realized her kids weren’t around 2 stations down the line.:|

Train Tales 1

I’ve decided I really really needed to blog or I’m going to forget how to write! At least in my style. No kaat-foot for me...no editing nothing! Whatever flows through the first draft is going to be published :P
At least this time :D

Dearth of topics to write about…so imma gonna write about “Yucky Train People”

Everybody has met or encountered this breed of women. The ladies second class of a local train is always full of them. The male species, unfortunately must’ve either only heard of them or most probably heard them…even from the last dabba of the local.(high frequency shrieks are a more than regular feature)

This incident is not a fight. But more of a sweet revenge incident pour moi. So here goes-

Yesterday evening. Thursday, 27th August’09.(not yesterday evening any more...considering how much I've delayed this post.:|

I board the train from Wadala. So it’s 9.00 pm and extremely crowded, and to top it all, it’s a Panvel local.

Enter stinky salwar kameez “babe”, talking on the phone, from GTB(or Chunabhatti)not too sure..(shaeh short term memory). She’s talking on the phone, her “Flip-top phone” in god knows what dialect of English with I’m assuming, her boyfriend.

Now , poor and tired me is standing at the door cuz there’s no place to move in and I need some fresh air. Fresh air I got alright. Sweaty-stinky Babe stands right in front of me…hanging from the door…one hand with plastic cover dangling right on my face, the other hand outside with “flip-top” cellfone talking to Jaanu.

Adding to my woes, she leans on the sliding door and gets a bit of my skin fasaoed in it. I shout and ask her to move ahead- Jaanu is apparently more important. All I get after I push her ahead(not jhagdaalu aunty style, but desperate-to-get-hand-out-of-stuck-train-door style)is a curt “sorry ha”, as if it was all my fault.

Ok. Let’s face it. I can’t fight. I just make my displeasure very evident using unsuccessful facial expressions. But my sweet revenge arrives!! In the avatar of the shrieking train women who charge into the train at Kurla :D

“Stinky train babe” is abused and pushed into the dark corners of the stuffed local and there she remains, till she finally manages to get off at vashi from the other side..Woohoo!! I got sweeet revenge without having to do anything at all for it! I did NOT fight, did not create one either, but I got the stupid girl to pay for troubling me and not caring about it…:P

So much for updating my blog after a really long time. I would like to thank “someone” for making me feel desperate enough to do it. But I think it’s good in a way…at least main update toh karta rahega! See you soon bloggie…my updates are gonna be way more often than u think right now:D

Cheers:P

PS: More stupid done to death Train Tales coming up. Will start posting better stuff(hopefully)as soon as I get in the groove again and find interesting things to write about.