Sunday, February 26, 2006

stories ....

Few nice excerpts frm THE DEVIL & MISS PRYM (Paul Coelho).

1. fRieNds :



Once upon a time, a man, his horse and his dog were travelling along a road. As they passed by a huge tree, itwas struck by lightning, and they all died. But the man failed to notice that he was no longer of this world and so he continued walking along with his two animal companions. Sometimes the dead take a while to register their new situation ..

It was a long, uphill walk, the sun was beatingdown on them and they were all sweating and thirsty. At a bend in the road they saw a magnificient marble gateway that led into a gold-paved square, in the centre of which was a fountain over-flowing with crystal-clear water. The man went over to the guard at the entrance.

" Good morning"
"good morning" the guard replied.
"What is this lovely place?"
"It's heaven."
"well, I'm very glad to see it, because we're very thirsty"
" you're welcome to come in and drink all the water you want" And the guard indicated the fountain.
"My horse and dog are also thirsty" .

" I'm terribly sorry", said the guard, " but animals are not allowed here."

" The man was deeply disappionted for he really was very thirsty, but he was not prepared to drink alone, so he thanked the guard and went on his way. Exhausted after more trudging uphill, they reached an old gateway that opened on to a dirt road flanked by trees. A man, his hat pulled down over his face, was stretched out in the shade out in the shade of one of the trees, apparently asleep.

"good morning" said the traveller.
"The other man greeted him with a nod.
" there's a spring over there amongst those rocks", said the man idicating the spot. " you can drink all you want."

THe man, his horse and his dog.went to the spring and quenched their thirst.

The traveller returned to thank the man.
" come back whenevr you want" he was told.
" By the way, what's this place called? "
" Heaven"
" Heaven ? But the guard at the marble gateway told me that was heaven! "
" That was not heaven, that's hell . "
The traveller was puzzled.

" you shouldnt let others take your name in vain, you know! False information can lead to all kinds of cinfusion! "
" on the contrary, they do us a great favour, because the ones who stay there are those who have proved themselves capable of abandoning their favourite friends " .

SO frndz i will see u in heaven then.

2. THe ARt of living



A hunterguide used to teach his customers who had lot of money but little experience hunting the Art of living. He would take them to a piece of waste ground. There, he would place a beer can on top od a stone.

Then he would stand about fifty yards from the can and, with a single shot, send it flying.

" I m the best shot in the region", he would say. " And now you're going to learn how to become as good as me".

He replaced the can on the same stone, walked back to where he had stood before, tool a handkerchief out of his pocket and asked the newcomer to blindfold him. Then he aimed once more in the direction of the target and fired again.

" Did I hit it ? " he would ask, removing the blindfold.
" Of course not", the new arrival would say, pleased to see the proud guide humbled. " You missed it be a mile. I dont think there's anything ou can tech me" .

" I 've taught you the most important lesson in life" , the guide would reply. " Whenever you want to achieve something, keep your eyes open, concentrate and make sure you know exactly what it is you want. No one can hit their target with their eyes closed" .

Lets remove the cloth from our eyes ..

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

there she goes again ..



The birds fly away to the southern sky searching a home

A bunch of paper flowers or a little boy left all alone

Can somebody hear me I'm screaming from so far away

Morning who will calm you now, the evening is eclipsed again



It was spring. The air was dry allaround, yet the room had a moist smell. His dark skin had a whitish dryness. It itched, and thus wasnt comfortimg. That aura was gone, long gone. His face didnt had that glow anymore. He looked like a child who had lost his most precious toy recently and wasnt quite happy without it. Running his hands through his cluttered hairs he yawned again, as if he had nothing to do since long. He wasnt the most free of guys, but he wasnt busy as well.

Whatever it was , it was all unlikely. Things wont be the same ever again. He had made a move & probably there was no turning back now. He had lost his own game. A game he used to master. A game everyone consider him champ of. But days arent the same throughout, and now his time had come. For the first time he had been made to look in to the mirror, right in to a loser's eyes.

It was the last day, no farewell nothing , but it was the last day . Something was ending, but the question was .. Is this the dead end ? There was no question of turning back, rather there was no road that could lead him back to where he was months ago. He had come a long way, yet it felt as if he had been standing at the same place , waiting for someone who could make him realise that the place wasnt the same , that he had moved & that he had moved rightly. But there was no one to tell him, everything was parting.

His feet were working, the bicycle was moving ahead, but where was he going ?? Did he really knew where he wanted to end up, nobody knew that. Neither him, nor his feet. And then came the moment. She appeared from the corner of the street. As beautiful as ever, as innocent as a kid. She continued her journey towards her home. They lived in the same building, flats facing one another. They had been close, they had played a lot but was that enough ??

He wished her mom a good evening. He knew it was the last time he did that. They would be leaving tomorrow, to a place which he might not visit ever in his lifetime. They might not be together anymore. And it made him feel lonely. He knew that it was bound to happen, but there are infinite things that are bound to happen , but do we really accept them just because they were supposed to happen ? After pondering over the memories for an hour, he finally managed reaching back home. The moment he opened the door, she came running to him. he picked her up, in his arms. She wasnt that heavy, and even if she was, the very pleasure of holding her made her weightless. And with all innocence she yelled ::

" Anuj bhaiya, hum to kal ja rahe hain. Aap bhi hamare saath chalo na"

ANuj :: " Bantu , I cannot come with you. Main to apne mom dad ke paas rahoonga"

BAntu :: " Haan to main bhi apne mom dad ke paas rahoongi " . " AAp muje miss to karoge na "

Anuj :: " are beta .. aapko kaise bhul sakte hain .. itne pyaare bachoon ko koi bhoolte thode hi hai . Par aap promise karo ki aap bilkul bhi shaitaniyan kam nhin karoge .. promise karo ki agli baar jab aap miloge to isse bhi jyada shaitan hoge "

And she bursts in to that killing laughter.

The next day she left him, wayed a big byeeee ... a few phone after that & now she exists only in her memories. And he wonders, why do they call kids cute if they can really make u feel sick !!

to d reader :: wht did u thought haan . heheheheheeheh .

PS :: Actually it wasnt a gal, rather it was a sweet sa boy named bantu ... jst 3 yrs of age .. and m happy that i spent some time of life watching a young kid make a fool of me & make everyone laugh with his wits & sweeeet poems. But the sex was changed jst for fun. Had nothing else to write.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

v.d.

tu bin bataye mujhe le chal kahin ....
jahan tu muskuraye .. meri manzil wahi ..




i will take you to heights that u hav alwayz feared ..



i will lend u my hand .. whn u need it .. & when u dont ..



will hold your hand .. whenevr m down .. whevr i need it ..



your dreams .. my dreams ... will be ... our dreams ..



u smile .. i smile ... eye 2 eye .. thoughts 2 thoughts ..



jahan hai teri baahein .. mera saahil wahin ..



on the edge .. i will be ur balance ..



we will count d stars ... [ in d day ]


will swirl u in my arms .. a joy ride ..



1-2, 3-4, 5-6 , 7-8 .. step with step .. hand in hand .. tap for tap .. move for move .. close & perfect ..



aaahhhhh ..



will u be my valentine ??



PS :: Happy Valentine's Day .

Saturday, February 11, 2006

dont go ... plz ..




Please ..

I wont Hurt you
I promise I wont play
I would be an object
Passive & all attractive !!

You wont get bored
All i need is time
All i want is love
All i can give is me !!

You dont have to confront
You dont have to drink my tears
All i want is some cosset
All i wish for is a hand to hold !!

Please ... please dont go ......

I wont buzz you with problems
I aint asking for solutions
All i want is a support
All I want is a belief ....

you have reasons to go .. plz .. find reasons to stay ...

I have procrastinated long ...
Wont hibernate any more
I cannot die for you
But surely I can bleed !!

plz ... plz dont go ..

Theres nothing more than you & me
Theres nothing more I want
Theres nothing more I can allow
Theres nothing more ...... just us ...

plz ... dont go away ...

Is my vision fading
Or is it you moving far
I cant see any more
I dont wish to ...

Theres nothing more ... nothing more ... nothing more than

darkness .....

plz ... plz ... be my lite .....
dont go ...

PS :: Jst wrote this poem as if i was a broken heart .. which m not presently ... but it made me understood who one cud feel .. and i guess it might be jst .00001 % of it ..

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

a road unknown



Its all sweat .. legs weak .. and gettin weaker with every step ..a step taken to move forward . But it feels as if u are being dragged back. The road ahead seems infinite, unknown .. confusing .. and the journey is breathtaking. But arent most of them like that. If u aint tired in a journey .. than wheres the fun .. but how long .. how long can u stand on ur feet .. how long can u stay determined .. how long can u resist the resistance .. how long ? how long ?

And is it worth it . May be not now .. may be tomorrow u might know the worth .. but jst because on some tomorrow i would be relieved of this tiredness .. should i continue wasting my today . Or should i procrastinate as usual. But how long can u overlook .. how long ? how long ?

You make promises to yourselves .. It wont happen again for sure ... I wont do that .... I wont let that happen to me .. I aint considering tht shit worth .... I aint gonna long for thins outof my reach .... I aint gonna think .. Lets be passive .. Lets be active .. Jst shut up .. ohk !! . But as the normal phrase goes Promises r meant to be broken specially whn done to urselves .. cause its not harming someone else .. no ones at loss .. no one other than me .

See evn all this is a one day thought .. the night will pass .. soon .. pretty soon .. the sleep will do the healing .. The morning air would bring the freshness back .. but why ? why there has to be a cycle ... aint there a way out ?? It sucks to feel trapped ?? You can run .. but whts the point .. u will wnd up a similar place .. nay be a bit better .. may be a bit worse .. wont make a difference. How long can u be positive .. specially with so much negative around .. inside ..

Who Cares is the buzz word right !! But wht if u dont have the stregth to utter it out. What if everything seems stopping .. slow motions .. but u still cant see clearly .. time passes .. and ur back in form .. kicking on something or the other. Waiting for another tiredness .. and u think u wont worry .. u wont let the heat take a toll .. u wont give up .. u wont even think of giving up .. no compromises !! But this aint a solution either .

Its an endless journey ... the bitch ( Dog in my case ) called life !!

Friday, February 03, 2006

they say ... but !!



They term me as talkative
But
The time I hear your voice
I become so numb !!

They say that I m confident
But
As i listen to ur thoughts
My castles collapse !!

They say I can lead my way
But
As I think about you
I become a sheep !!

They say that I m humorous
But
As I hear you giggling
The jokes turns out a tragedy !!

They say that I m thoughtful
But
As soon as I open my eyes
Its only you on my mind !!

They say that I have a vision
But
As soon as I close my eyes
You become my dream !!

They say that I m strong
But
As soon as I feel your will
I become sick weak !!

They say that I m friendly
But
As U lend me ur hand
I pretend to be too shy !!

They say that I can dare
But
As u invite me to the ground
I wish to step down !!

They say that I can express
But
As u ask me to utter words
" WORDS ... ITS ONLY WORDS ... WORDS ARE ALL I LACK "

They say that I m a hopeless romantic
But ....
But .....
I fear they r wrong
May be As u talk of love
I wont respond , I wont be poetic
But I will feel the same .. the same .... the unsaid !!

Unpoetic ::: Cause being romantic isnt expressing Love ... its about feeling it in the air .

PS :: Well i wrote it quite a time back. And it was there in some folder .. & today as i looked at it ... jst to pass my time .. i thought it was gud .. i mean i thght ........ and hey its jst a poem ... no quest plz .
Theres no love in d air .... its only boredom !!