Sunday, November 6, 2011

oh my queen

oh my queen
as i brush your hair
i wonder if they were always this white?
did they always gliter in the rays of the sun?
did they always shine so bright?

oh my queen
as i brush your hair
i wonder were they always this short?
were they always this thin and unrully?
were they always full of knots?

oh my queen
as i brush your hair
i wonder how were you when u were young?
did you play in the gardens?
did you sing with the birds?
did you laugh till you dropped?

oh my queen
as i brush your hair
i wonder if the stories are true
did you walk down the street with a glass in you hand?
were you rejected for a patch or two?

oh my queen
as i brush your hair
i wonder what lies in your heart
is it pain or anger?
surrender or regret?
or simply an endless need to fight?

oh my queen
as i brush your hair
i see your frame is small
you hardly eat
and love t sleep
i wonder..... will i grow to look like you

Monday, September 19, 2011

a night to remember

the evening of 19th september 2011 began with an ordinary plan 4 a movie.
primal as usual was late (n by late i mean a whole 45mins LATE ) wich was expected

we enter the theater n the ticket collecter asks me for an I.D CARD which was in my other purse which was at home.... now i know i know im short n look like a 7std girl but seriously...... when i say im 21 it means i am 21 :(  :( :( i mean d movie didnt even have any ADULT stuff in it :( .... anyways the guy in charge asked me my date of birth n i guess since i said it so fluently he was convinced (note this is not a tip for u underage people )

now the theater had 3 screens n pradeep had the tickets for the movie - mere brother ki dulhan ( my brothers bride) so v let him leade the way
after making our selves comfortable we saw the beginning credits of final destination 5 (screen 3). i immidiately started saying that v were in the wrong screen room. but my 2 lovelly n extreamlly smart companions saind that i was crazy n should be thankful that i even got in... so i kept my smal mouth shut.. n wat do u know?? the movie final destination 5 began :) (ha now whose laughing... whose the crazy one now huh huh ??).... so v push pradeep to go out n see which is the actuall screen room v need to go to.
meanwhile.... primal n i r wondering y does the movi seem to be double imaged?? n y is noone complaning ?? its only when v were leaving did v see the other viewers wearing 3D glasses .

now we were in screen 1 which was where we were supposed to be in the first place. luclly the movie was scheduled to start 15mins after FD5 so v didnt miss a thing.:) :) :) however a few minutes before intermission primal looses her clip. we spent some time of the intermission searching for it n finally found it !!!! in her bag X( X( X(

after the movie v didnt really know how to go home.... so since pradeep brought his scooter v went on a triple ride... which was quiet funny as pradeep is a hefty fello :)

we finally reached home safely n full of popcorn coke n laughter in our bellies :)

lessons learned
1) amulyas advice- always carry an i.d proof especially if u look like a child
2) pradeeps  proceduer- if u want to watch a movie in screen 1 first go to screen 3... watch 5mins of the movie there n then come to screen 1... dont forget to msg ur frnd to get out of screen3
3) primals psychedelics (i dont thik the work exists ) - if ur searching for something check in ur bag first.. it will save your friends a lot of trouble u a lot of embarrassment

Monday, February 21, 2011

what is important???

when the Lord came to earth...

it was not important that he be treated as a king..... when he was tempted it was not important that he could turn the stones into bread..... when he was taken to trial it was not important that he be judged as innocent..... when he forgave it wasn't important that they where rich or poor...

what was important that he came to serve and love.... during his temptation he had come to seek the spirit..... he had come to die and save us..... he forgave all who humbled themselves

what is important for you???

Monday, January 31, 2011

the 10 laws of blown

you are blown if...

1. you burp like a frog
2. laugh for 5mins straight.
3. dont know that the port you are looking at is in fact the usb port you hv been searching for for the past 10mins. very loudly.
5. make blown laws.
6. keep declaring that your feeling hot.
7. if you believe japan is the capital of Tokyo.
8. speak in a language you dont know.
9. try putting the glass back in the shelf without opening the glass cupboard
10. contemplate on jumping from a height more than 10feet on the bunch of mattress

pls note: if you fit into any 3 of the above mentioned laws u r blown ultimate

Sunday, January 30, 2011


as i sit in sweet silence i wonder.... how can i be free... free from everything free from responsibilities... free from work... free from time...

the more i think the more i learn.... of what?? how to be free?? ney its how much more a prisoner i am. a prisoner of the world and its ideals. a prisoner of the law. a prisoner of my body a prisoner of my mind.

for the more i venture out the more it hurts. like a bonsai tree my roots cant grow deeper than the base of the pot. my branches not more than a foot. yet i am expected to bear fruit as much as those growing wild in the forest.

but is that really what i want?? to be wild and free with no one to control you no one to guide you no one to protect u.

do i really want the harsh wind and rain in my face the soil with all its creatures between my toes?? the thought of it scares me. what if i cant take the pain?? what if it only makes me weaker and not stronger?? can a fish really live among the sharks can a bird among eagles??

the more i thought the more i believed freedom and safety can be achieved by being secluded in a dark quiet place. a place where ones senses are deep in sleep. where one is not disturbed by anyone or anything. a deep dark eternity of silence....

but isn't that as good as death?? what am i coming to?? ultimate seclusion?? death without dying?? is this what i want??

no!! of-course not!! i want to live. i want to breath. yes i want to be as wild like a stallion... i want to be as strong as the trees of the rainforest. yes i want to fall and get up. to laugh and cry.... i want freedom not from the events of this world.

i want to be free to feel