Kavita

I would like to share a few Hindi lines with everyone. I heard them today and loved them, especially the way in which they were recited.

Koi deewana kehta hai, koi pagal samajhta hai

Magar dharti ki bechaini toh bas badal samajhta hai

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Main tujhse door kaisa hu,tu mujhse door kaisi hai

Yeh tera dil samajhta hai ya mera dil samajhta hai

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Mohabbat ek ehsaason ki paawan si kahani hai

Kabhi Kabira deewana tha,kabhi Meera deewani thi

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Yaha sab log kehte hai, meri aankhon mein aansun hai

Jo tu samjhe toh moti hai,jo na samjhe toh paani hai

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Samundar peer ka hai andar lekin ro nahi sakta

Yeh aansun pyar ka moti hai,isko kho nahi sakta

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Meri chahat ko dulhan tu bana lena magar sunle

Jo mera ho nahi paaya, who tera ho nahi sakta

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UNTITLED

A bundle of breaths and heartbeats

Trots along the path of life;

Crossroads to confuse a perplexed mind,

And fogs to cloud the blurring vision;

Is life just a game to be won?

Innocence crumbles with an echo,

As each step reverberates

With censure mouthed by every being;

Voices to guide till destination arrives-

A step closer, only to move farther;

A thousand violins play at will,

Each playing a different tune

To muffle the sound of the heart;

Misleading it becomes, and often dumb,

Leaving nothing but a bow.

A Small Adventure Trip

This incident took place about two weeks back. I finally decided to get rid of my laziness and do a little typing... :)

It was Friday, and I left for home early. Had no work and was feeling kinda low. Got myself an ice cream from a shop near my house. I expected and empty apartment, but was surprised to find two of my room-mates(Princess and Baby Girl)! Both were sleeping.

I watched "Provoked" on my laptop.Great movie...and hats off to Ash!

Princess wasn't feeling well and hadn't eaten anything for the past 24 hours. She was hungry. So I asked her if there was anything specific she felt like eating. She thought for sometime and said momos and burger. Hearing this, Baby Girl had a sudden craze to eat burger in Mc Donald's. It was around 5pm. Princess wouldn't go without taking bath. So by 6 we were ready to leave, and then it started to pour. The weather was calm before that. Worse comes to worse, we had only one umbrella, and it was mine, coz Princess left hers in office and Baby Girl had lost hers. So we decided to borrow one from aunty. We got the umbrella-and old fashioned black long one with a pointed steel end. P and BG were fighting as to who would carry it around in Garuda Mall. Oh yes, I forgot to mention our agenda. It was Garuda Mall's food court for momos and then Brigade Road for Mc Donald's burger. Neither would give up their cravings. While they were arguing, BG came up with a brilliant idea. She said we could leave the umbrella at Shopper's stop baggage counter, go eat and collect it before leaving.

So we went out in the rain, searching for an autorick. Nobody was ready to go to Garuda, and later we realized it was because of the heavy traffic due to rains and the metro construction. Anyways, we got an auto finally. P couldn't close the umbrella after getting into the auto she was sitting at the open end and holding it when the auto started. Wish the umbrella hadn't closed at all. You'll find out why. With BG's help, she managed to close it.

Rain stopped as soon as we entered the auto.BG with her prior experience suggested that we lift our legs and place them on the rods behind the driver's seat to prevent water from spilling and wetting our legs. The auto was moving inch by inch. Roads were heavily crowded, but we were optimistic. We started singing, shooting videos of each other and taking pics. It was fun!

And then, a Red Maruti Swift came along and gave P a nice shower. Poor Princess!!! I bet she must have wished that the umbrella never closed. She started wailing and wanted to return home. We shushed her and asked her to be a sport. I would have loved it if i was in her place. Anyways, we didn't stop cursing that Red Maruti Swift, or any other red car that zoomed past us.

We did reach our destination finally. What about the umbrella? We had it of course. P was trying her best to hide it with her dupatta. Finally it was time to act out BG's plan. The Shopper's Stop baggage refused to take it. We were in a fix. Plan A had failed. It was time to act out Plan B, which we didn't have! Now it was Dream Queen to the rescue. I suggested that we ask the Security Guy at the base of the elevator. BG used her "girltitude" and he agreed to keep it on the condition that we would return in an hour. We promised we would.

Finally, the grand feast. My craze for Chinese food didn't allow me to resist. I ordered noodles for myself. P had fried rice and of course, momos-the sole reason for our presence. BG decided to discard the idea of having burger and ordered noodles for herself.

We hogged like we hadn't eaten for ages. BG couldn't stop herself from suggesting another brilliant idea. It's a disease, really! She said ," Let's wrap the momo chutney in a tissue paper and take it home. We can have it with chapati tonight." We didn't implement it finally. We would have taken it if we had a plastic cover.

After having our fill, we collected our umbrella from the Security Guy, mumbled a "Thanks" and walked out of Garuda Mall. You should have seen the smile on P's face and the pride with which she was carrying the umbrella now. She wanted to go home in an auto. We asked several ones but none would take below 80 bucks. It would have costed us only about 20-25 bucks by the meter. So we managed to convince her to take a bus.

We waited and waited. An over-crowded one came along. We decided to wait for another one. The second one came after 10mins in the same condition. We got in and managed to pay the fare. Obviously there were no empty seats. We had reached heights of optimism that night, so we had an out"standing" journey. Loved the bumps and bad roads...seriously!!! And our endlessly blabbering mouths didn't rest even after dosmounting. BG wanted to have her favorite paani-puris. Even i love them, but right now I didn't feel like having any. She had paani-puris and I had some juice. Meanwhile, P was posing proudly with her umbrella, displaying it as if it was some antique showpiece. We didn't fail to capture any of the moments. People around us thought we had gone crazy or something, but who cares! None of them know us.. :)

That was the end of Friday. How can I forget to mention our fourth room-mate Surili. She was at home, ready to hear every bit of out little adventure, with her melodious and dramatic reactions.

Friday over. I lost my purse for the second time next day. Yes, the second time in 2 weeks!! I think I've learnt my lesson now...

NUMB

On her knees she fell,

Her face emptied of emotions;

A burden so heavy,

In her heart she carried;

Oblivious of the chaos

Surrounding her feeble body,

She stared into an abyss

With eyes void, lips speechless;

Thorns and pebbles prickled

Her toes when she walked;

Her blood-stained toes

Hurt no more;

A thousand questions

Weighed down her fatigued mind;

Her throat parched,

Yet nothing did she feel;

Her spirit mourned aloud,

But she was still, she was numb.

Twelve Hours of Boredom

Yeah, and a spoilt weekend for 900 bucks!!! Well that's Ok, coz i had my own fun. I was an invigilator for BITS DLPD comprehensive exams. I didn't know that each person was allotted one room. It wasn't a difficult job(ob!!!) yet a tiresome and extremely boring one! i had to get up at 6 in the morning and reach the examination centre by 8. i missed my breakfast on Saturday and had to wait till 11 to get something into my growling stomach. i wondered why those guys needed invigilation. They were damn sincere. moreover, it was an open book exam. what was the max they could do? Anyways, after the first session, i met some of my friends from pilani and goa and spent the lunch break with them. Lunch wasn't bad. I saw a bunch of Mizo people practising volleyball in the school field.Seemed to be some tournament practice.It felt good to see them.it felt like home.i miss mizoram!!i was searching for familiar faces,but couldn't find any.I wasn't confident enough to converse with them in their mother tongue.its been a long time since i spoke in mizo!

The second half was torture to the core!i was struggling to keep my eyes open. This bunch was also sincere. They were quietly minding their business. I just had to announce the usual "switch off your cellphones" and "5 minutes left" kinda things. I decided not to walk around the room. i was already tired of all the strolling in the forenoon session. but again, sitting would keep me from being awake. so i kept switching. the guy invigilating in the adjacent class was hardly bothered about his "kids". he was walkin in the corridor with his cellphone, giving them the full liberty to do whatever they wanted.

I did learn some lessons from the first day. So i got my water-bottle and a packet of polo with me. also,i had a bun in the morning before leaving. the morning session went kinda ok, but i had a tough time in the afternoon.lack of sleep,a heavy lunch and the heat added up to my sleepiness. i moistened my kerchief and continuously dabbed my face with it. and the people in my room were not that honest this time. two guys tried to discuss among themselves. i just stared at them for sometime. when they noticed that i was looking, they stopped discussing. i went and stood beside them. there was another pair of girls trying to communicate non-verbally. One of them tried her best to show the other girl her answer-sheet. so i stood behind the class and kept an eye on them. that and the afternoon tea helped to get rid of my sleep.

It felt different,being on the other side. but i'm tellin you, its no treat!i'd prefer to rack my brain on the question paper rather than sitting and staring at a bunch of people rackin theirs!These were people with good jobs in big companies like Honeywell,infosys,wipro,intel etc. anyways,it was a new experience and thrilling in a way. atleast i got my 900 bucks!!! :)

What a Life

Haven't blogged for a really long time. Kinda forgot about it! :)

I'm fed up of not getting any work to do. Have asked my mentor several times,but all in vain. The mid-sem seminar went well, but I'm wondering what stories I'll have to make up for the final one, coz I'm left with nothing now! Had a boring week and an uneventful weekend, which I dedicated entirely to my CAT studies.

Sunday night-Indian Idol finals. I didn't know whom I was supporting, coz both Amit and Prashant had always been my favorites. Of course Amit was more deserving, any day!I had sent 15 votes for him. That was all I could do. But I kinda knew that Prashant would win. He had lots of supporters, including people from his native country Nepal.

The usual Monday blues,but with a sprinkle of flavour added due to the Twenty20 finals-India vs Pakistan. Half of the people in my office left at 4, and the other half were watching it in the company itself. I joined them for a while, and continued with the rest of the match at home. Believe it or not, the only channels which we weren't getting in our TV were the ones having the match played live. So we had to manage with AajTak and NDTV. We could hear crackers being burst every time Pakistan lost a wicket. Towards the last few overs, the nervousness and excitement increased. I bit a toothpick to pieces. We were sitting glued to the TV with our fingers crossed. And when the last wicket fell, we couldn't believe it for a few seconds. And then, the celebrations. We shouted and shouted. We went to the terrace to witness the display of fire-crackers everywhere. It was awesome!

The celebration continues...Could hear humming sounds around me. People could talk about nothing but the match. Dhoklas, kachoris and cake were distributed to all.

Here I am now. My mentor hasn't come for the past 2 days.I don't know what to do.Getting bored as usual... :(