Dil toh Baccha hai

This song has been driving me crazy for quite sometime now. Vishal Bharadwaj's music always has a rustic and earthy feel to it. Be it 'Naina thag lenge' or 'Oh Saathi re' from Omkara or 'Pehli baar mohabbat' from Kaminey. I like his style of movies, albeit that I had to watch Omkara twice to understand the dialect of the speech used. I saw Kaminey twice too, but for totally different reasons. It was amazing. I have seen it already 4-5 times by now.

Music in his movies are always under rated, but they are the most pleasant songs I've heard. With unconventional singers, Bharadwaj's music always stands out. His music was the only saving grace of the disaster movie 'U, me aur Hum'. That movie had me and Priya tearing our hair out. As of now, totally smitten by 'Dil toh Bachccha hai' from Ishqiya. I have a gut feeling that this movie is gonna be real good. We'll know if it does or not after I watch it tomorrow. Honestly, I'm not the one to watch Vidya Balan on big screen, but after Paa I had to change my view. Man, more often than not I'm wrong these days. Not a good sign, but atleast I'm learning the right things now :-). So here goes the song. Rahat Fateh Ali Khan's unique twang and simple powerful lyrics. I'm sure I'll be humming this even when I turn 50.

Aisi ulji nazar unse hatt ti nahi
Daant se reshmi dor katt ti nahi
Umar kab ki baras ke safaid ho gayi
Kaari badari jawani ki chatt ti nahi
Walla ye dhadkan bhadne lagi hai
Chehre ki rangat udne lagi hai
Darr lagta hai tanha sone mein ji
Dil to bachcha hai ji
Dil to bachcha hai ji
Thoda kaccha hai ji
Haan dil to baccha hai ji
Aisi ulji nazar unse hatt ti nahi
Daant se reshmi dor katt ti nahi
Umar kab ki baras ke safaid ho gayi
Kaari badari jawani ki chatt ti nahi
Ra ra ra ..

Kisko pata tha pehlu mein rakha
Dil aisa baaji bhi hoga
Hum to hamesha samajhte the koi
Hum jaisa haaji hi hoga
Haye zor karein, kitna shor karein
Bewaja baatein pe ainwe gaur karein
Dilsa koi kameena nahi
Koi to rokey, koi to tokey
Iss umar mein ab khaogey dhokhe
Darr lagta hai ishq karne mein ji
Dil to bachcha hai ji
Dil to bachcha hai ji
Thoda kaccha hai ji
Haan dil to baccha hai ji..

Aisi udhaasi baithi hai dil pe
Hassne se ghabra rahe hain
Saari jawani katra ke kaati
Piri mein takra gaye hain
Dil dhadakta hai to aise lagta hai woh
Aa raha hai yahin dekhta hi na woh
Prem ki maarein kataar re
Taubah ye lamhe katt te nahi kyun
Aankhein se meri hatt te nahi kyun
Darr lagta hai khudse kehne mein ji
Dil toh bachcha hai ji
Dil toh bachcha hai ji
Thoda kaccha hai ji
Haan dil toh baccha hai ji..

I so love the 'tauba ye lamha' and 'darr lagta hai ishq karne mein ji' part. Perfect sense it makes. The rest of the album, I'm afraid is not upto the mark of this one.


It can make you smile,
Or cry for a long while,
It can be false, or true,
That my friends, is words for you.
They can make or break a life,
Can be soft or may pierce like a knife,
They can leave a void or fill,
Sometimes, words can even kill.
They can soothe and mend,
They can fight and defend,
They can please and praise,
Be it a sentence or a phrase.
They hurt, they play,
Sometimes its merry all the way,
They make you cry at night,
And laugh during the day.
They have a life of their own,
And when they fall on ink,
They can break barriers,
And can make millions think.
Sometimes just a word,
Can light up a fire,
They can give you warmth,
And flare up your desires.
People may be forgotten,
But words can never be,
Feelings can be hidden,
But words you can see.
Love and hate,
The two strongest words,
One shows passion,
And the other only hurts.
One of the hardest things,
Is to have words in your heart,
But you cant get it out,
And let it be a part.
Some words don't make sense,
Until there's someone to give it a meaning,
Love would mean something,
Only if it has a beginning.
Speech is silver,
But silence is gold,
How can it be precious?
If it can never be told.

Black & White

They say actions speak louder than words. But for me, some pictures speak more than anything. And nothing to beat the classic Black and White ones. Here are a few of my favourites. The first two just drive me crazy. Hats off to the photographer.

Have You Ever

Have you ever felt the pressing need to be in someone's arms? Have you ever wanted to scream out aloud and let the pain out of you? Have you ever felt like crying your eyes out to feel light inside? Have you ever felt like shouting out about exactly how you feel? Have you ever wanted to yell out to the world claiming how sad you are? Have you ever felt the need to have one special person in your life? Have you ever wanted to feel wanted? Have you ever secretly prayed for things to go your way? Have you ever felt lonely, even if you're crowded by people? Have you ever felt unloved even when there are many to love you?

Have you ever felt that you have come to a dead end in life? Have you ever wished that this damned thing called life never existed? Have you ever hoped to have someone in this world who feels exactly the same as you? Have you ever sat and thought if you are the only one going through all this? Have you ever felt the need to take an eraser and erase out parts of your life? Have you ever felt mad at yourself for letting someone control you? Have you ever felt that you are most unlucky creation of God? Have you ever felt like losing yourself to someone? Have you ever felt that the sun never shines on you? Have you ever felt that you're plagued by darkness? Have you ever wished that you should never have been born? Have you ever felt like letting go and giving it all up?

7 Deadly Sins

Desires and obsessions,
Where physical beauty is a must.
Losing yourself for vain,
Is what is called as LUST.

At every sight, when you turn green,
Are never satiated and can never be,
When you're not happy with what you have,
That's what is called ENVY.

When you have everything,
And still more you need.
And when you hurt for it,
Is what is called as GREED.

You sleep and don't work,
Are supremely slow like a moth,
Can't do anything but rest,
That's what is called as SLOTH.

You flare up at everything,
And everyone thinks you're a brat,
Patience is never your virtue,
And that's what is called as WRATH.

You think you're God,
And that noone can take your stride,
And when you feel that there is noone like you,
That's what is called as PRIDE.

All you want to do is eat,
Until food becomes your agony,
And when you know that's all you can do,
That's what is called as a GLUTTONY.

Survival of the Fittest

Is there anything called as 'Selflessness' left in this world? I don't have anything against selfish people, as long as their greed doesn't harm anyone. But when people try to cheat innocent ones, I totally lose it. Bangalore is no longer the same place it used to be. Auto Drivers loot the hell out off you anyways, but nowadays the same I guess applies to local buses as well. After ages, I decided to travel by a local bus. Since the journey was quite short I thought of taking a bus. As I paid the ticket conductor, she just took the cash and refused to give me the ticket. She's like its a short journey so it doesn't matter. WTF. I fought and got the ticket, but I noticed her secretly praying to god to kill me.

Why, why would anyone want to cheat or hurt someone without any reason. Also, there are many people who have helped me in my life. I totally respect them for it, but it all comes crashing down when day in and day out that person reminds you of it. I have returned the favour by more than what they had done, but still it doesn't stop. Its always yanking at you like some annoying trumpet. I hate it. I absolutely abhor such people. Some people help you and expect a receipt in return. It feels exactly as disgusting as it sounds.

I may not be Mother Teresa or a saint, but when I do help people I never have such a thing in my mind, like what am I gonna get in return. Not lending a helping hand is any day better that lending the hand to grasp the neck. Isn't sympathy or humanity left in this world anymore. I just feel so lost in this big bad world sometimes.

Time and again I've asked my close friends if something is wrong with us or the world. I just don't seem to have the certain 'qualities' that everyone must have in order to be normal and live peacefully. If being notorious and cunning are these qualities, I'm glad I'm not normal. It hurts me to see man hurting man. Honestly, I sometimes feel than we were better of as apes. There was absolutely no need for this evolution crap. See, how the world is now. I'm sure, soon people will be hunting each other inorder to survive. After all, its the survival of the fittest. Isn't it?


I may be taking some inspiration from Stephanie Meyer here, but the words and feelings are all mine and come straight from the heart.

There are three things about which I am absolutely positive :

First, He's no longer the one I loved, He's changed.

Second, There is a part of him, and I don't know how dominant that part is, that hates me.

Third, I am unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.

Dark Night

I have written poetry about almost everything now. Love, emotion, music, colors, hope, anger and more. This time I wanted to try something different. So here's my first shot at sensuality. I know there is more scope to improve. I will, soon.

In the cold, dark night,
With a speck of moonlight,
You held me in your arms,
And then I felt your warmth.

That night was all miraculous,
And you looked so sensuous,
I could feel your heart beat,
Which completely swept me off my feet.

Your teasing touch,
Sent a chill down my spine,
Your effect was supremely intoxicating,
Like I'd drowned in a bottle of wine.

As you ran your fingers,
Playfully down my hair,
I wanted to get entwined with you,
My everything I wanted to share.

Your hot rapid breath on me,
Made me shiver and shudder,
I wanted to give myself to you,
Yes, I wanted to surrender.

That magnetic smell of yours,
Attracts my body, mind and soul,
With you around me,
I knew I was finally whole.

With your gentle touch,
I feel the electricity in me grow,
And when you hold me tight,
I never want to let you go.

You play havoc,
With the rhythm of my heart,
But when you let me go,
It just tears me apart.

It constantly amazes me,
How perfectly I fit into you,
Its like we're made for each other,
Have you ever felt it too?

I wanted that night,
To last a bit more longer,
Just being so close to you,
Made me feel much stronger.

If only that dark night,
Had lasted forever,
I'd have refused to wake up,
And open my eyes never.


Black is my peace,
Black is my solace,
Black is clear,
Black means no fear.

Black is the dark,
Black can also be light,
Black is the bold,
Black is no less than gold.

Black is sexy,
Back is suave,
Black is encouraging,
Black is endearing.

Black is clarity,
Black is sanity,
Black is the night,
Black is no fright.

Black is strength,
Black is courage,
Black is pure as a dove,
Black is precious as love.

Black is hope,
Black is cheer,
Black is beautiful,
Black is always near.


An encouraging hug,
A comforting smile,
Enough to bring in hope,
To last for quite a while.

The colour of the sky,
Or the voice of a bird,
Hope is just like this,
And soon will be heard.

Always think broad and not narrow,
If you want to have a better tomorrow,
Hope is the only prayer,
Which for now, can reduce your sorrow.

It may not assure success,
But it surely does reduce the pain,
Hoping against all odds,
Is like drought sprinkled by rain.

Bad days are gone,
Good ones are on their way,
Hope a little, and a little do pray,
Light will soon fill your day.

Believe in yourself,
Never give up in vain,
Hope is the catalyst,
That will make you smile again.

Anger Within

More often than not, its the anger within us that destroys us. Its a big bad world out there, we know that. If there is someone responsible for where we are today and what we do, its nobody but us. Life is a mixture of emotions. That's the only way to define life. Joy, happiness, boredom, tears, anger, shyness, love, hate, greed, laziness and so on. Isn't life just a mixture of all these? If not, what else is it?

These may always not be in equal proportions. Some of them may not exist too. Most of us are usually burdened by something or the other. Some of us are traumatised by our childhood, or digging into the past, scared of the future or some of them are simply not happy about their existence. Why? The answer to this lies within yourself.

You're angry at yourself for not mending things at the right time. You're angry that you couldn't revolt back when you had to. You're angry because you have lost something. You're angry because you cant help but think about the mess in your life. You're angry because you feel that you could have done a lot better in life. You're angry because you feel that you have not been a good child to your parents. And a hell lot of reasons more.

This anger dwells and grows inside you. It spreads to all body parts and makes you really weak. You just get so used to it that you don't bother to make things better. They say that only a nail can drive out a nail, so likewise only a habit can break a habit. Choose to be happy and drive the anger out. Else its nearly impossible to live life well. This anger only pulls you down and makes you stagnant. Love yourself. Never compromise on yourself, after all that's all you've got. Choose what you want to do, hell with what others think. Go for what makes you happy, it might have saddened you in the past but if it can make you happy now why not.

Take the crap out of your life. Throw the anger out. Life moves on, it always does. Living life hating yourself is equivalent to killing yourself. Anything that happens, good or bad its only within us. Curb the anger within, and life will seem better.

Arranged?? Yeah, Why Not!

This Sunday it was the engagement of one of my best friends'. It was an arranged match. She has always been the bubbly factor of my gang of girls and seeing her all set for the new chapter in her life was amazing. She seemed to be so happy. A typical arranged marriage and I have never seen her this happy before. God bless them both.

Even though it was an amazing event, I felt sad to see that we all are so grown up now. There were times when we used to wait for the other to bunk classes, give each other slimming tips, deck up the others' hair, singing aloud together and the most important thing, laugh endlessly. There were times when we were busy attending each others' birthday parties and now we are attending each others' engagement and soon weddings. Gosh, 8 years have passed by without even realising. Hmmm.. Supreme Nostalgia.

Seeing her this happy, made me and my other girls think a lot. Each one of us have been in love some time or the other. We were the ones who believed love makes the world go round and is the only thing that survives. But yesterday we were forced to disagree. Its all a matter of choice. Arranged marriages can be made in heaven too. Its just that you have to get your mind to believe that. Who knows you may fall in love before the wedding or later, love may follow.

I always thought that its the bond that forces two people to fall in love and get along with each other. Turns out I was wrong. Obviously you wont meet the guy and marry him the next day. You take your time to know him and then make your choice. It can be said that the person is only gonna be in his best behaviour because he knows you're monitoring him. That when your smartness comes into picture. You need to know that he'll be watching your every move too. Oh Man, I'm getting all excited here. Its going to be a new journey and new experience. I always thought that people who opt for arranged marriages are the ones who never had a chance to love. Okay, I admit I was wrong again. It may be someone who has been unsuccessful in love, or the one who never had an opportunity for it, or someone who is still waiting for 'The One'. He maybe the best of the lot too :-).

These marriages work, when you find the right partner. Agreed you will not know the guy 100% before marriage, but these are the choices you have to make. Compatibility, common interests, mutual respect are the three important virtues I would look for in a partner. But the most important factor that I would need is security. The guy has to be totally sure of himself and must love me for what I am. Okay that's gonna be hard :P , but if he's worth it, I have no issues in changing myself. After all, a marriage is between two people and both need to work on it.

I'm not the one to experiment with love again for sure. One bitten, twice shy case here. My parents are insisting that I give them a go ahead so that they can start the hunt. I have seen and met a few of them and they were good. Face value that is, I dint feel the need to know them more at that time. I need sometime to get to a stable state of mind, where I need to program my mind to let go and look around. Atleast let it give a shot. It would be totally wrong to go for it now, and I wouldn't want to spoil another person's life in my experimental process. I know how it feels when feelings are hurt and I would never do that to another being.

I was holding my sister back so far, but now I'm only encouraging her to go for it. Maybe the perfect match is out there somewhere and I'm sure she'll make the right choice. As I always say, 'No matter what, at the end of the day, Everything is just a matter of choice'. As for me, when the right times comes, arranged marriages surely do have a green signal.. :D


"People are unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered. Love them anyway. If you do good, people may accuse you of selfish motives. Do good anyway. If you are successful, you may win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway. The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway. Honesty and transparency make you vulnerable. Be honest and transparent anyway. What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight. Build anyway. People who really want help may attack you if you help them. Help them anyway. Give the world the best you have and you may get hurt. Give the world your best anyway."

As said by, Mother Teresa.

Move On, Fastrack

The recent video ads of Fastrack are supremely annoying. It makes a mockery of the entire love, break up issue. 'How many you have' was their first tag line. The nasal twang used to say it was unbearable but atleast they were looking to promote it. Their latest 'Move On' seems so tacky and without a heart. I am a loyal customer of fastrack. Watches, belts, wallets, shades and their latest bags, I have bought almost all of them. If I need any more of those I head to the nearest fastrack, which is like 10 mins away from where I stay. Yet the large 'MOVE ON' banner they display in their shop completely puts me off.

If fastrack was meant to be that, then I would have nursed my broken heart long ago and would have nursed it again twice or thrice. Its sheer madness. The ads are definitely poor taste and way away from reality. Especially the one in which the girl is talking to a guy on a video telling him she loves him and will meet him at 2 the next day and in the back ground is a half naked guy sharing the bed with her.! Can you beat that! I just wanted to break my TV open at that time.

What exactly goes through the one, who has had a heart break is unexplainable. 'Move on' is only a phrase. Implementing it would be utter crap. The max one can do is to pretend to have temporary amnesia and forget that part of their life. Moving On is a near impossible task. If there are people who have achieved it, then hats off to them. Maybe they are the guys who made these ads. Makes no sense whatsoever, so I guess its just a handful of them behind the scenes. Maybe I'm just over reacting because I'm going through one, but honestly even if I wasn't, this is something that is totally illogical to me.

Today they played n number of these ads back to back on Mtv. I was like WTF. That channel is going to dogs I say. Reality shows on it are atleast tolerable than these mentally tormenting ads. Comeon Fastrack, I have way too much respect for you guys. You better switch back to your original tagline, or you maybe losing out on a lot of sales. Its not only me, more than half of my friends also agree. Atleast the ones who watch television do. Move On, Fastrack, Get a better line that makes sense and a one that people would want to keep.


Supremely hilarious and surprisingly it all makes sense.

  • Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.
  • Sex is not the answer. Sex is the question. "Yes" is the answer.
  • The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it's still on the list.
  • Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
  • If I agreed with you we'd both be wrong.
  • We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public.
  • Politicians and diapers have one thing in common. They should both be changed regularly, and for the same reason.
  • Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.
  • My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch.
  • A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk, I have a work station.
  • If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of payments.
  • If 4 out of 5 people SUFFER from diarrhea... does that mean that one enjoys it?
  • Some people are like Slinkies ... not really good for anything, but you can't help smiling when you see one tumble down the stairs.
  • I thought I wanted a career, turns out I just wanted paychecks.
  • Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.
  • Did you know that dolphins are so smart that within a few weeks of captivity, they can train people to stand on the very edge of the pool and throw them fish?
  • I didn't fight my way to the top of the food chain to be a vegetarian.
  • I saw a woman wearing a sweat shirt with "Guess" on it...so I said "Implants?"
  • Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are sexy.
  • Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?
  • The shinbone is a device for finding furniture in a dark room.
  • God must love stupid people. He made SO many.
  • Good girls are bad girls that never get caught.
  • It's not the fall that kills you; it's the sudden stop at the end.
  • My opinions may have changed, but not the fact that I am right.
  • Never hit a man with glasses. Hit him with a baseball bat.
  • A diplomat is someone who can tell you to go to hell in such a way that you will look forward to the trip.
  • Worrying works! 90% of the things I worry about never happen.
  • Just remember...if the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off.
  • A TV can insult your intelligence, but nothing rubs it in like a computer.
  • Hallmark Card: "I'm so miserable without you, it's almost like you're still here."
  • Whoever coined the phrase "Quiet as a mouse" has never stepped on one.
  • Virginity is like a soapbubble, one prick and it is gone.
  • Some people hear voices.. Some see invisible people.. Others have no imagination whatsoever.
  • If you are supposed to learn from your mistakes, why do some people have more than one child.

Noah & North

Had never heard of the author called Darian North. I'm sure most of you would not have too. Now, I am a huge fan of his. Read one of his books called, 'Thief Of Souls'. Amazing indeed. I have read plenty of books by various authors. Sheldon always brought out the best in women. He knew what would sell, and that's exactly what he wrote. I've grown up reading his books and he always will have a special place in my heart. May his soul rest in peace. Danielle Steele, was all about love. Her books were near impossible love stories, and me being a romantic fool, am a sucker for her books. Her latest 'Rogue' was mindblowing.

Archer concentrates more on the backdrop. Like the stock market in 'Not a penny more, not a penny less', or the banking industry in my favourite 'Kane and Abel', or the media in 'The Fourth Estate'. His characters blend in with the backdrop. But the main protagonist always remains the backdrop. That's his style and it actually works. Khalid Hosseini, is a fun writer. Simple and powerful. He can write an entire book on a small topic, friendship, like the 'Kite Runner' or the plight of two women married to the same man in 'A thousand splendid Suns'. His books always has an Islam background. So does the book 'Brick lane' by Monica Ali. The plight of a Muslim/Bangla housewife in London. Extremely touching and best read with a box of tissues.

But Darian North brings out all kinds of emotions in this single book. Be it the agony of a husband whose wife has been sucked into a religious cult, or the lame wife who dreads her childhood, or their innocent daughter who has to go through endless turmoil. Or the extremely powerful Noah. The emotions leap out of every page. I missed the romantic and sexual emotions thanks to a few missing pages :-/.

Its very rare that I fall in love with the characters. After God father, and William Blake of 'Rogue', this time it was Noah, the leader of the religious cult. That man had some charisma that had me drooling over him. I get turned on by power, big time. And he was one hell of a powerful man. Had n number of wives and children. Surprisingly that dint put me off. I just kept getting entwined with him. He stole my soul indeed :-). Honestly, I dint want the book to end. Well it did, but Noah lives on with me. It was an amazing journey for me. Scary as hell and captivating. I wish there were more such books. Time to begin a research.

The Line

There is a very thin line between concern and interference.
There is a very thin line between praising and flattery.
There is a very thin line between sympathy and empathy.
There is a very thin line between confidence and overconfidence.
There is a very thin line between possessive and obsessive.
There is a very thin line between looking sexy and looking slutty. (Something which guys always fail to get)
There is a very thin line between standing by your point and being stubborn.
There is a very thin line between attitude and arrogance.
There is a very thin line between insanity and normality.

Parent Trap

Its been driving me crazy for quite sometime now. I don't know what the problem is. Maybe I did not notice such things before or maybe I'm just growing up. Whatever it is, its getting really tough for me to cope up with it. But, when I sit back and think, I know its only for my own good. Parents are always paranoid when its comes to their children. We just have to deal with it. Slowly and patiently. Hurting your parents is nothing but a crime.

I love my parents yes. They are the best parents in the whole world I'm sure. They have supported me endlessly. They have been with me during my temper tantrums, my ill health and even through my recent heartbreak. I guess I have already posted something about that last year. But as the year changed I don't know what went wrong. I'm sure they dint change, it maybe me too. They're finding it really hard to understand me. But I'm trying.

A cup of coffee still costs 10 bucks for them, they still believe that new clothes should be bought only on Birthdays and festivals and they believe that its very easy to put something behind you and walk ahead. I've tried reasoning with them a million times, but they just don't understand. I know parents love their children a lot and only want their good. So do we right. When we totally understand and respect their times, I think they should atleast give it a try.

Thankfully my parents are not the ones to impose rules and restrictions on me. I have no time limits to get back home, or they are not the ones to call me every hour and keep a tab on me. But I have friends, whose parents always do that. The time restrictions for some is 7 p.m. By the time you finish work its already that. Then, where is the time to go for a cup of coffee with friends or to catch up on a movie. For some parents, parties mean only smoke, drink and dope. The music, the ambiance and the friends around only come secondary. A puff of smoke means, 'Oh my god, My son/daughter is addicted to smoking'. Someone spills a drink on you, and they sniff it when you get back home, then God save you.

Its true that the company you keep matters a lot. But just because one of your friend smokes occasionally it doesn't mean your gonna turn into a smoker too. Each one has their own thinking capacity and I have come to believe that someone does something, only if they want to. This is the only thing that parents need to understand. Tell them that the value they have given you will stay with you and that they just have to trust you.

Honestly, parents have nothing against their children enjoying their life. Their only concern is that they don't want to lose you. Just like any other normal being, no one ever wants to lose someone they love.

Fictional Love

Someone asked me, why my poems were all about reality and real love. I was challenged to incorporate fiction in poetry. This is my answer.

The feeling isn't new,
It mesmerises me,
How amazing you look and sound,
Even when your hurting me.
Now, there is someone else,
To comfort me and hold my hand,
Someone who loves me a lot,
And always by me he will stand.
I feel strongly about this,
This time truly and deeply,
He makes me feel different,
And he craves for me constantly.
Nothing's different between you two,
Except that this one loves me,
He understands what love is,
Which in his eyes I can see.
He's calm and composed,
Just as you once were,
He cant make me laugh like you did,
But he surely doesn't make me cry.
Taking your place,
Was tough for him,
He knows, you were the love of my life,
Without whom my life is dim.
He respects me and my past,
His love is something that will last,
He treats me like a woman and a child,
He knows when to be tough and when to be mild.
Maybe he's the one who is made for me,
The one with whom I can spend my life,
He's not the one to hurt me,
Or to stab me with a knife.
If only these things were true,
I'd be in such a happy place,
Unfortunately its all fiction,
And only your love wins the race.
Your place in my heart is not empty,
So no body else can fit into it,
No soul can ever get to that place,
Even if they try bit by bit.
I never feel the need,
For someone else to replace you,
That's surely an impossible task,
I know you know it too.
Why is it so hard,
Why are you imprinted on me,
Why is it, that I cant think beyond you,
Why is that, I still love you?


You come without a hint,
Loudly chanting your chimes,
You make your presence felt,
Only at the worst of times.
You don't bother,
To know what I go through,
Somethings get extinct,
But you only wanted to grow.
King Bruce said,
Try, try till you succeed,
But with you around,
Its impossible indeed.
What pleasure do you get,
In watching me cry,
Cant you just stay away,
Atleast, give it a try.
I stood bravely and caved in,
Everytime you appeared,
I smiled and bore it,
Later that too disappeared.
Don't you think,
Its high time you left,
You don't realise,
But you're tearing my life into a cleft.
I did everything,
To keep you away,
Yet, you just jumped in,
Sometimes flying and sometimes in a sway.
You were supposed to bring hope,
Its seriously getting hard for me to cope,
You try to squeeze out all positives,
Leaving the residue of negatives.
I absolutely loathe it,
When you come without reason,
You always have to ruin it for me,
All day long, in any season.
Don't you ever get tired,
Don't you need a break,
I sometimes wish for you to go to sleep,
And that you never awake.
You are disgusting & Ugly,
With a black heart and full of spike,
One look at you,
And I knew what disappointment looked like.

People & Things

What most people need to learn in life, is to love people and use things instead of using people and loving things.

Manipulation is the virtue of most of the people. Things and vanity comes and goes, but people maketh a man. More often than not, a man is not known by the number of people who smiled at his wedding, he is known by the number of people who shed a tear at his funeral.


For those who don't know, who Pollyanna is, she was this little girl with an extremely positive mental attitude. She was always seen smiling and laughing. She believed that things would be right always, and people only used to laugh at her. Instead of mocking her I think people ought to learn from her. The least you can do is believe that things will be fine. Often most of us are concentrating on how to prevent the not fine things, that we forget to look at the things that are fine.

The Polyanna approach to life, is to believe that things will be fine at the end of the day. No matter how distant the end is. Its about asking yourself, "What do you have?". Rather than concentrating on what should not happen, isn't it always better to concentrate on what should happen. Positive thinking can bring you momentary pain, but negative thinking would bring pain enough to last a life time. Mind over body they say. Managing our thoughts is the only way to manage our life, as the only thing in our control is our thinking. Agreed that more often than not, its only negative thinking that comes to our mind. It might take a long time to break this habit, but it sure is worth a try.

If's and but's will always remain a part of our thoughts. It always leans towards the negative side. Why aren't if's and but's considered for positive scenarios. The mind is totally in our control. Guide it to the positive path and it reaps benefits. Its a very simple approach, the Pollyanna approach. We've got nothing to lose by trying it, but we can gain something, or many things, by sticking on to it.

A wonderful quote I came across,

'You cannot control the world outside, but you can choose what you will bring into yourself. If you do not see anything of value in your life, begin by finding one thing of beauty every day until it becomes a habit.'

Sherlock Holmes

Saw 'Sherlock Holmes' over the weekend. Had nothing much to do and that was the only movie in town that I hadn't seen yet, so I went along with my office mates. I have the prized 'Sherlock Holmes - Case Book' proudly displayed on my book shelf. I got it as a gift when I was 10 or 11 years old. I remember devouring the pages. I'm a sucker for mystery and at that age this was indeed "mystery". The adventure of the illustrious client, The adventure of the Thor bridge, The adventure of the creeping man are some of the chapter titles that I can re-collect.

All his stories started of with 'The Adventure of....' or 'The problem of....'. Oh God, why did I ever grow up? I wasn't very interested in watching the movie, until I learnt that Jude Law was playing Dr.Watson. For those who don't know, Sherlock Holmes is the private detective and Dr.Watson is his assistant. Robert Downey Jr, I always thought that he was the 'William' of P.S. I Love you. Turns out he's not!! Man that guy Jeffery Dean Morgan, looks so much like him that throughout the movie I thought it was Downey. Well, lets forget about that. I think Downey now has been typecast (atleast by me) as Holmes. The one part he plays to perfection.

The movie has everything. Drama, suspense, lots of humour, a hint of romance and 2 gorgeous looking men. Do I need more :-). Okay, make that 3. I kinda liked Blackwood too. The story line is really good and the movie ends with the hint of a sequel. Cant wait for that now. Stuck between 2 evils, I sure had a hell of a time, watching this one. In a good way ofcourse!

Taste Of Happiness

A lovely poem. Not my own. Its by a lady called 'Pauline Oliver'. Its an amazing poem, especially for a foodie like me. I'd have loved to have written this myself, but I just don't want to be accused of blatant plagiarism. Here it goes, I just cant help salivating.

What's your favourite flavour
Your number one taste
Something so yummy
You dare not let waste
What great food sensation
Salt, bitter, sour or sweet
Excites your tastebuds like crazy
Has everything else beat

If there was only one
You could not live without
What flavour would you choose
Be sure now, no doubt

Sometimes it's the simplest
Of foods that we crave
Bread and butter, tripe and onions
No, come on now behave

I'm talking 'bout

A freshly cut pineapple
To eat on the beach
Sun ripened strawberries
Or a freshly picked peach
Double choc chip ice cream
Awash With caramel sauce
Freshly made pepperoni pizza
Draped in mozzarella of course
Cool refreshing lemon sorbet
A hot Mexican chilli dish
Roasted salted cashew nuts
Sea bass, salmon, tuna fish
Olives stuffed or otherwise
Stilton, Camembert and Brie
Fritata topped with goats cheese
Spinach and ricotta Cannelloni


If you really had to choose only one
You could undeniably not live without
What lip-smacking, palate-drooling flavour
Is irresistible beyond all doubt?

Order, Disorder

For the record, I do not suffer from Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I just like a few things to be done in an order and I like things around me to be clean, thats it. If thats called suffering from OCD then yeah, maybe.

  • Early morning I need to have my coffee in my huge purple mug and in my yellow leo mug in the evenings. I don't like the order to be changed.
  • I only use granulated sugar for my coffee, else I never even sip it.
  • At home, its 'Bru' coffee while at office its 'Nescafe'. I don't like it if this changes either.
  • I either have piping hot coffee, or ice cold ones. Nothing in between.
  • I need to have atleast 2 cups of coffee a day. Even after dinner is fine. Okay, I'm just obsessed with coffee.
  • My closet is arranged according to colors. Since 8 years, and it will be that way forever.
  • I have to wear black atleast twice a week.
  • I cant have just one chaat. Any chaat has to be followed by a paani puri.
  • I do my eyes in a particular order. I'd die rather than mix up the order.
  • My books are stacked according to the authors' names. I bring the roof down if someone messes it up.
  • My sleep buddy, Boo has to be always on my left side. Else I just cant sleep.
  • I have to read atleast one new quote a day.
  • Shopping is therapy. I need to shop atleast thrice a month.
and at last,
  • If I think I'm right, I stick on to it no matter what.
Okay, stubborn maybe, but surely not a patient of OCD.

Please Forgive Me

If I'm asked,
What love is?
Please forgive me,
If I say its you.

When I think,
How my life looks,
Please forgive me,
I can only see you.

If I could,
Buy happiness,
Please forgive me,
If I put a price on you.

I see you always,
With my eyes closed or open,
Please forgive me,
I cant stop thinking about you.

I'm always asked,
To forget you and move on,
Please forgive me,
I don't know how to do.

Your embedded,
In my body, mind and soul,
Please forgive me,
I cant stop loving you.

40 years later,
When I'm all old and crooked,
Please forgive me,
If I'm still waiting for you.

Bravo, Aristotle!

This is why we call Aristotle a learned man. He said,

"Mothers are more fonder of their children than the fathers, because they are more certain that they are their own".

Just for fun

The New Year has been great so far, and I'm in a very happy place. Feeling very light hearted and am in a very humorous mood. This is my first ever, complete image blog :-)


Have you ever missed someone so badly, that the world seemed empty? Have you missed someone so badly, that everything around reminds you of them? Have you ever missed someone so badly, that when you look at yourself, you see them? A maddening feeling that is. The below phrases sometimes drive me crazy. It sometimes brings tears, or sometimes, a smile.

  • A day without you is like a day without sunshine... I miss you.
  • Can miles truly separate you from love, If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?
  • Darkness isn't the absence of light... it's the absence of you.
  • Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.
  • For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else.
  • I dropped a tear in the ocean. The day you find it is the day I will stop missing you.
  • I keep coming back to you in my head, but you couldn't know that, and I have no carbons.
  • I miss you like the sun misses the flowers, like the sun misses the flowers in the depths of winter, instead of beauty to direct it's light to, the heart hardens like the frozen world which your absence has banished me to.
  • I try to talk to you, but I don't know what to say. I am afraid you don't want me to say anything. So I don't. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out. And tell you how I feel-like how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart. And how I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you. But those words may forever stay in my heart-locked inside. Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too... but I'll never know.
  • I want to be in your arms, where you hold me tight and never let go.
  • If I never met you, I wouldn't like you. If I didn't like you, I wouldn't love you. If I didn't love you, I wouldn't miss you. But I did, I do, and I will.
  • If you think missing me is hard, then you should try missing you
  • Missing someone gets easier every day because even though it's one day further from the last time you saw each other, it's one day closer to the next time you will.
  • Sometimes, when one person is missing, the whole world seems depopulated.
  • Somewhere there is someone that dreams of your smile, and finds in your presence that life is worthwhile, so when you are lonely remember it’s true, someone somewhere is thinking of you.
  • The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.
  • Time goes by a lot slower when you miss the one you love.
  • Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
  • Why is it that when you miss someone so much that your heart is ready to disintegrate, you hear the saddest song on the radio?
Ohhh Damn, Why should there ever be a feeling called 'Missing'?