Miss you on a Monday
Miss you on a Tuesday
Miss you every damn day
N it's slowly killing me, day by day
Hate this feeling of missing you
Hate the thought of loving you
But the fact is, I'm through loving you
I've been hurt and burnt many times
But now I refuse to put myself through this pain
I've moved on and you keep trying to pull me back
This time it won't work
This time there is no turning back
So you will always hold a special place in my heart
But that place is now locked with the key thrown away
I've only come to say...
Goodbye... One last time...
Monday, December 14, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Limmerick
This was written while one of our professors was boring us to death!
There once was a girl full of stress
Who screamt out for help in pure distress
A handsome, young prince came to save her
But then he did nothing but enrage her
So she sailed with him with pretense glee
And then took him and threw him into the sea
Now they say he rests with the fishes
And she roams the land,
Granting the unlucky ladies their wishes
Who screamt out for help in pure distress
A handsome, young prince came to save her
But then he did nothing but enrage her
So she sailed with him with pretense glee
And then took him and threw him into the sea
Now they say he rests with the fishes
And she roams the land,
Granting the unlucky ladies their wishes
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Redefining Love
Speak softly love – lest they may hear us
And then will begin their usual fuss
They’ll want to know who you really are
Are you a star?
Or did we meet in a bar?
They’ll want to mar this relationship
And slowly massacre this beautiful friendship
Speak softly love – lest they may hear
For they’ll want to rave and rant and jeer
We’ll smile and play and laugh and sway
We’ll share our cares from day to day
We’ll rule our lives with love and passion
And hate and anger, we’ll need to ration
Speak softly love – lest they may steal
And maybe this time the wound won’t heal
They’ll want you just as a powerful accessory
And make you think you’re absolutely necessary
They’ll want you as this gleaming buckle
Till they have that ring round their little knuckle
They’ll kiss your feet and lick your ass
And then curse in dismay when time does pass
They’ll fashion their lives and take my identity
They’ll gleam like knives as a fake new entity
As divas they’ll pose and write crappy prose
And turn their nose at friends and foes
They talk to you in accents so fake
Good God! What really is their take?
So speak softly love – I know you are mine
I do not want them to cry, pine and whine
Together we’ve discovered love’s beautiful magic
But to them it may sound, Oh so tragic!
I’m no sham-glam
I’m no piece of spam
I’m no longer so terse
And have switched from good prose to crappy verse
To those who pose and turn up their nose
It’s you I do love and it’s you I have chose
So don’t get caught up in that world so dark
It isn’t there that you’ll make your mark
It’s out in the sunshine with laughter and fun
Not cutting to size with humor and pun
So take care my love
When push comes to shove
They’ll weave you into, their pretentious world of bling
And make you believe, that one-eyed is king
And then will begin their usual fuss
They’ll want to know who you really are
Are you a star?
Or did we meet in a bar?
They’ll want to mar this relationship
And slowly massacre this beautiful friendship
Speak softly love – lest they may hear
For they’ll want to rave and rant and jeer
We’ll smile and play and laugh and sway
We’ll share our cares from day to day
We’ll rule our lives with love and passion
And hate and anger, we’ll need to ration
Speak softly love – lest they may steal
And maybe this time the wound won’t heal
They’ll want you just as a powerful accessory
And make you think you’re absolutely necessary
They’ll want you as this gleaming buckle
Till they have that ring round their little knuckle
They’ll kiss your feet and lick your ass
And then curse in dismay when time does pass
They’ll fashion their lives and take my identity
They’ll gleam like knives as a fake new entity
As divas they’ll pose and write crappy prose
And turn their nose at friends and foes
They talk to you in accents so fake
Good God! What really is their take?
So speak softly love – I know you are mine
I do not want them to cry, pine and whine
Together we’ve discovered love’s beautiful magic
But to them it may sound, Oh so tragic!
I’m no sham-glam
I’m no piece of spam
I’m no longer so terse
And have switched from good prose to crappy verse
To those who pose and turn up their nose
It’s you I do love and it’s you I have chose
So don’t get caught up in that world so dark
It isn’t there that you’ll make your mark
It’s out in the sunshine with laughter and fun
Not cutting to size with humor and pun
So take care my love
When push comes to shove
They’ll weave you into, their pretentious world of bling
And make you believe, that one-eyed is king
Thursday, December 3, 2009
My 2-Minute Special Sunset!
As a teen, I was never ‘popular’ or ‘hot’ or the girl whom boys thought as ‘girlfriend material’. The ‘friend’ – well yeah, that was a category I was only too familiar with. Not much has changed till now – except maybe now I’m more mature and all grown up so it doesn’t affect me anymore. I have my fair share of guys interested and that’s more than enough. As a teen though, you’re still young, going through all sorts of emotions and feelings and to top all that, there is that incessant need to fit in. I had changed schools and everyone in the new school, friend or not, seemed to either have a boyfriend or in the process of getting one. Thus, the dream of the boyfriend, the first kiss and everything that follows only grew and got nourished more and more each day.
There is a beautiful promenade-like structure in Abu Dhabi called Corniche. Somewhere down the Corniche is a big volcano fountain with lights n steps to go to the top. I still don’t know if this structure actually has an official name but from childhood till now I have been calling it ‘the volcano fountain’ and shall continue doing so! Well anyway, there was a whole group of us who would go and play on this volcano fountain as kids. As I grew up, it became the perfect place to have a first kiss. As the sun set, the normally harsh sun turned into a soothing, comforting orange ball whose dying rays smiled sweetly on the volcano fountain giving it a beautiful orange shadowy glow. The heat of the day would slowly give way to a cool breeze and those 2 minutes were the most breath-taking part of the day! … All it needed was just a touch of ‘specialness’ added to it… When would that day come?
My dream of my first special kiss remained just that – a dream – throughout school. I finished my remaining 2 years in that school and then it was time for college and to come down to Bombay. I had a two month break between my final school exams and the start of college. Anyone who has done C.B.S.E XIIth boards knows what that feels like and how highly needed that break is! Even for lazy ones like me, who don’t study! ;) By the end of my XIIth, I did have a boyfriend…. Did it still count if we had never met and were in different countries? Is that a real relationship when you’re in your teens? Well that doesn’t really matter ‘cos my boyfriend was coming down for an entire weekend and we were going to have a blast. By this time, I’d forgotten entirely about my ‘first kiss dream’. I was so busy planning the weekend and everything else that when it came to the time of actually waiting for the moment, I forgot about it.
Oh no big deal… In any case there was no one else in the world who knew this dream of mine but me. A trip to the Corniche is always planned in any outing and so one of the days, we went to the Corniche. Now is the part where the dream is supposed to come true you say….. ha! Well, we missed the sunset, we went later in the evening and we didn’t go to volcano fountain! But we sat in one of those “mushrooms” at the Corniche and interestingly enough, ‘The heat of the day slowly gave way to a cool breeze and those 2 minutes were the most breath-taking part of the day! ‘ ;) I had my ‘2-minute special sunset’, my first kiss, filled with all the warm, fuzzy emotions I had imagined minus the picturesque setting!
My big dream didn't go as I had so meticulously thought of… but one thing is for certain, I learned that life isn’t made of dreams but no one said that life couldn’t be just as beautiful when it takes its own course. Sometimes life can surprise you and give you something which a dream never could! Some say 'Reality bites'! – Chances are it only gives the physical ‘soft love bites’!
There is a beautiful promenade-like structure in Abu Dhabi called Corniche. Somewhere down the Corniche is a big volcano fountain with lights n steps to go to the top. I still don’t know if this structure actually has an official name but from childhood till now I have been calling it ‘the volcano fountain’ and shall continue doing so! Well anyway, there was a whole group of us who would go and play on this volcano fountain as kids. As I grew up, it became the perfect place to have a first kiss. As the sun set, the normally harsh sun turned into a soothing, comforting orange ball whose dying rays smiled sweetly on the volcano fountain giving it a beautiful orange shadowy glow. The heat of the day would slowly give way to a cool breeze and those 2 minutes were the most breath-taking part of the day! … All it needed was just a touch of ‘specialness’ added to it… When would that day come?
My dream of my first special kiss remained just that – a dream – throughout school. I finished my remaining 2 years in that school and then it was time for college and to come down to Bombay. I had a two month break between my final school exams and the start of college. Anyone who has done C.B.S.E XIIth boards knows what that feels like and how highly needed that break is! Even for lazy ones like me, who don’t study! ;) By the end of my XIIth, I did have a boyfriend…. Did it still count if we had never met and were in different countries? Is that a real relationship when you’re in your teens? Well that doesn’t really matter ‘cos my boyfriend was coming down for an entire weekend and we were going to have a blast. By this time, I’d forgotten entirely about my ‘first kiss dream’. I was so busy planning the weekend and everything else that when it came to the time of actually waiting for the moment, I forgot about it.
Oh no big deal… In any case there was no one else in the world who knew this dream of mine but me. A trip to the Corniche is always planned in any outing and so one of the days, we went to the Corniche. Now is the part where the dream is supposed to come true you say….. ha! Well, we missed the sunset, we went later in the evening and we didn’t go to volcano fountain! But we sat in one of those “mushrooms” at the Corniche and interestingly enough, ‘The heat of the day slowly gave way to a cool breeze and those 2 minutes were the most breath-taking part of the day! ‘ ;) I had my ‘2-minute special sunset’, my first kiss, filled with all the warm, fuzzy emotions I had imagined minus the picturesque setting!
My big dream didn't go as I had so meticulously thought of… but one thing is for certain, I learned that life isn’t made of dreams but no one said that life couldn’t be just as beautiful when it takes its own course. Sometimes life can surprise you and give you something which a dream never could! Some say 'Reality bites'! – Chances are it only gives the physical ‘soft love bites’!
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Serenading Life
Laugh until you cry – they say
Just like night will give way to day
Well, do you have misgivings
about what life has to offer?
Then why don’t you become
your own life’s chauffeur
Drive along paths that are tedious and narrow
Take all of life’s smiles with sweet chunks of sorrow
Life is about living, caring and giving
And sometimes, it’s also about seething, burning and reliving
But hey, throw open the windows
And see how fresh air blows
Away the darkness and gloom
To bring you sweet roses that are ready to bloom
We, young love the highway
Cause it’s speed on the freeway
It’s broad and it’s thrilling
Which makes life exhilarating
But what’s your need for speed?
It’s like wealth, avarice and greed
Take the turn round the bend
There are fences to mend
You can’t always drive
Like you can’t always thrive
But, of course, you must thrive
To build your world to survive
And flourish and grow
Remembering to reap what you sow
For this, your feet on the ground
And yes, life will astound
For you’ve taken the broad with the narrow
Yes, the hard bone and the marrow
You’ll feel sweetness and calm
And life’s fragrances embalmed
In the corners of your soul
That will make life seem whole
And Oh! The magic will return like never before
From angry, bitter, raging waters to the grounded, practical shore
There’ll be joy, smiles, laughter, mixed with hurt, anger and woe
Cause you’ve learned how to take it – the storm, calm and snow
So when life’s balances trip unfairly
You’ll tackle it calmly
Since life can never be perfect
You’ll willingly eject and reject
the bitterness and animosity
And knowingly inject
enthusiasm, happiness and tenacity
To take all of life’s ups and downs
With more smiles and less frowns
That’s what we call the art of living
For its loving, communicating and believing
Just like night will give way to day
Well, do you have misgivings
about what life has to offer?
Then why don’t you become
your own life’s chauffeur
Drive along paths that are tedious and narrow
Take all of life’s smiles with sweet chunks of sorrow
Life is about living, caring and giving
And sometimes, it’s also about seething, burning and reliving
But hey, throw open the windows
And see how fresh air blows
Away the darkness and gloom
To bring you sweet roses that are ready to bloom
We, young love the highway
Cause it’s speed on the freeway
It’s broad and it’s thrilling
Which makes life exhilarating
But what’s your need for speed?
It’s like wealth, avarice and greed
Take the turn round the bend
There are fences to mend
You can’t always drive
Like you can’t always thrive
But, of course, you must thrive
To build your world to survive
And flourish and grow
Remembering to reap what you sow
For this, your feet on the ground
And yes, life will astound
For you’ve taken the broad with the narrow
Yes, the hard bone and the marrow
You’ll feel sweetness and calm
And life’s fragrances embalmed
In the corners of your soul
That will make life seem whole
And Oh! The magic will return like never before
From angry, bitter, raging waters to the grounded, practical shore
There’ll be joy, smiles, laughter, mixed with hurt, anger and woe
Cause you’ve learned how to take it – the storm, calm and snow
So when life’s balances trip unfairly
You’ll tackle it calmly
Since life can never be perfect
You’ll willingly eject and reject
the bitterness and animosity
And knowingly inject
enthusiasm, happiness and tenacity
To take all of life’s ups and downs
With more smiles and less frowns
That’s what we call the art of living
For its loving, communicating and believing
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