~~~~~~~~~~ A Red Carpet Welcome to My place Under the Sun ~~~~~~~~~~



Thursday, October 6, 2011

3000 sq Feet Reverie



Prolific – the term seconds the opulent Human crave like no one does ! Juggling both the terms sounds a bit of sarcastic though but I am OK with that !

For More you have , more you want ; More you want , more you crave !

Yup ! That’s how we are - Just as simple as that.

Gone are the days when - Roti , Kapda aur Makaan used to be the toast of life – it’s Sandwitch( or a Burger) , Branded wears and Villas now just in the same order , only a bit refined probably .

However ,It’s definitely the Makaan that might spin a wheel in your mind when we speak in monetary terms but what we need – we just need ! Lets be more formal and bit classy to match with the Jet-age – it’s Flat or a Villa ( if you are filthy rich , of course!) .

Ever since , we stepped onto the Corporate jungle to make both ends meet , the money has just blew little more sophisticated air into the desires. Starting with a 2-wheeler and moving on to 4  , the next target is the unavoidable and an edifice reach – a House !

The Middle class sophomore just eats and sleeps now singing for the proverbial possession to keep his head under a roof – a solid one.
1, 2 , 3 BHKs – doesn’t they sound so familiar ? I am pretty sure they do.
The only trembling part in the whole picturesque frame is the Sky-rocketing prices.
The ever surmounting sky-high prices have no lessened the Indian Middle Class’s   resolution to sleep under a beautiful roof with plenty of rooms to ply on. Drilling a hole in the pocket might sound scary but then who cares ? We are talking about one of the basic Human needs and fetching it - is nowhere near a Sin.

But then we are definitely working on it .

We know how to get things straight and done and Be Happy , for sure !

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Tu, Tum aur Aap


When You Juggle the Letters and make them Words , You hold all the Relationships , in surplus, onto them !

Prominently enough , we are conditioned to , from childhood of  keeping people in high esteem and appropriate with Pronouns – Grammatical in literal sense but they hold so much of sense from the closeness to effortlessness in our feelings !

Aap , Tum and Tu –  these Relation-bearers  have so profoundly been deep-rooted , that sometimes we are noticeably effortless while using them . Possibly it shows the direct thread of love , care , respect and certain other surreal human sensitivities that impact uttering them.

Sometimes I used to ponder over the whereabouts - why , when , how , where’s of these simple but powerful relationship holders and , more often than not ,been left in lurch , clueless !

The proximity that “Tu” brings , is at par with “Aap” sometimes . And so as “Tum” . Whereas, at times they bring those inexplicable gigantic differences .The proverbial discrimination had always been Un-Surmountable  for me. There are people whom you refer as Aap , Tu or Tum and quite baffling at times why we do so for we are not conditioned to talk so – it’s just a fact that we just do – and Interestingly it fetches us a comfort !

Life is queer and a nonplus-platter sometimes where  the options leave us bewildered and eye-popping ! I have never understood why so but ……

P.S. – I have met people who are so fortunate to be crystal clear about such aspects though !

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Bring It On



O’ Pain
You don’t Hurt Me Anymore
I have Grown up and Moved On
You Look Silly Now
For You are Still the Same !

O’ Pain
You don’t Hurt Me Anymore
I have Learned To Live
Love Life and Myself
I Pity You
For You mean Nothing Now !

O’ Pain
You Don’t Hurt Me Anymore
I Like The way You Try
And You Try Harder
And I Just Laugh It Away !

O’ Pain
You Don’t Hurt Me anymore
It’s Not The Yesterday’s Kid
For What You Face Today
Is A Soul which got Burnt &
Then Started  Blazing
Brave & With No Fear !

O’ Pain
You Don’t Hurt Me Anymore
Ruthless and Merciless  - Played Against All
Innumerably Fought to Survive and
Survived to Fight
And Still Keeping the Breathing on !

O’ Pain
You don’t Hurt Me Anymore
Let’s Take the Head-On
I Promise You Something
You Would Go Home Today
With Pain You Have Never Faced Before !

O’ Pain
Just Stop Trying
For You Don’t Hurt Me Anymore !  

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Curtain Down



The Show’s Over Today
Go Home now
Start Life Anew
Grab thy Right
And Stay Happy

The Show’s Over Today
Lessons Galore
Make Ends Meet
Lo And Behold
Things Did Change

The Show’s Over Today
Good Things , Bad Things Roll Over
The Street Turns The Bend
To A Mend
And With Bright Light At the End

The Show’s Over Today
Did We understood
Like As they Say
All That Happens
Is Just Only For the Good !

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Second Last


Ek chehra tera Chupa Hua
Aanchal se Dhaka Hua
Aankhen jaise kuch kehti hain
Par Samajh usse kyun na payein
Ek Yeh Naadan Dil Hain

Aakhir aisi kya woh baat hain
Jubaan takk jo hain aati nahin
Bas aansra liye ruki hain
Ki kab durr ho woh Faansle
Aankho se Hotho takk jo beechi hain

Kaise Ehsaas Dilaaye Unko
Ki Ek Woh hain
Aur Woh hi Toh Hain
Baaki sab se toh Hume koi Vaasta hi nahin 
Par Jaane iss Baat pe unko kyun aata Yekin nahin

Unki Hansi bhi jo itni pyaari hain
Ab to Sharmaane bhi woh humse lagi hain
Hum toh aaj bhi Ummid mein Jeete hain
Ki Pyaar Unko bhi hain
Jo Pyaar Humko bhi hain !!!

Monday, July 25, 2011

Tum




Khusiyon ki Jo Shaugat laaye Woh Tum Ho
Zindagi mein Jo ujala Laaye Woh Tum Ho
Dhup se jo Roshini aaye Woh Tum Ho
Rango ki Jo Bahaar dhaaye Woh Tum Ho
Bus Tum Ho

Har Ek Lamha Jo beet jaaye Woh Tum Ho
Nadiyo mein jo Dhar laaye Woh Tum Ho
Asha Ki Jo ek Kiran pohushaye Woh Tum Ho
Aasma mein udta hua jo pankh hain Woh Tum Ho
Bus Tum Ho

Hawao Ki Jo Sharsharahat hain Woh Tum ho
Pehle Baarish ki jo Mehek Hain Woh Tum Ho


Meetti Ki Jo Khusboo Hain Woh Tum Ho
Jeene Ki Jo Chah hain Woh Tum Ho
Bus Tum Ho

Ab Bus Yehi Lagta hain
Ki Tum Ho
Kyunki har ek Jarre mein Ek Tum Ho
Bus Tum Ho
Bus Tum Ho 
Haan
Sirf Tum Ho  !!!

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Kyun ?




Dil Tu Kyun Yeh Karta Hain
Har Pal Kuch Talaasha Karta Hain
Bus Lamho Ko Samente Chalta Hain
Aur Hansi – Aansu Ki Daur Lataa Hain
Dil Tu Kyun Yeh Karta Hain

Kuch Pal Hume bhi Toh Jeene de
Yaado ki Barsaato mein Bheegane De
Jaadu sa ehsaas pane de
Aur Aasma  mein aise hi Udne de

Dil Tu Kyun Yeh Karta Hain
Pyaar Karke Dard Hume deta hain
Dil Tu Kyun Yeh Karta Hain
Toote Baar Baar aur phir bhi Unki Raah mein Chal padta hain

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Shot At Sight

It is said – Beauty is the correct  Palatable food to the mind of a Man !

Most Rightly or if so till what extent ? Well I am not scribbling here to justify or nullify this aspect !

But Love at First Sight – is something all Men are fabricated to fall in – Quite Frequently – well most of them. And this First Sight happens every time , man catch a PYT ( Pretty Young Thing).

So what’s the difference –  Girls today are probably far more Practical than Guys in the traditional Falling cases – they do have certain parameters as a Threshold pole-vault. But Men , most of them – even today dots on just – Looks !.

If You are Pretty or Beautiful or Cute or at least have a Sweet smile – You are In !

( Personally I did never understand  - what’s the difference between being Pretty , Beautiful or Cute – I just manage to survive only on their Literal sense ).

And Girls ! They are smart enough to know ( or acknowledge ? )  – we do function this way !
At least – enthrones them( Girls) with Better Control ( Am Being deliberately Sarcastic here ! )

( Couple of recent Bollywood flicks - Dil Toh Baccha Hain Ji , Pyaar Ka Paanchnaama etc - are milking money on such themes.)

However there is no point of Right or Wrong – as things are streamlined - most probably would continue so. To quote in a typical Bollywood way -

Man lafanga bada
Apne mann ki kare
Hoo yun toh mera hi hai
Mujhse bhi na dare
Woh bheege bheege khayalon mein dooba rahe
Main sambhal ja kahun fisalta rahe
Ishq mehnga pade
Phir bhi sauda kare……….

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Real on the Reel Platter !

Reality Shows – You can not get enough of them of late ! Seriously !

Just yesterday, while running my fingers on the TV remote , the one thing that irrevocably caught my mind – is the volume of Reality shows ! From the boardroom to the courtroom and from the street to the bedroom – it’s just in-front of you –  at the push of a button !

You can enjoy husband-wife fights , Cat-fights , bitching , back biting, locked-love , love trapping , couple exchanges , Date traps and all the exciting (or sometimes forbidden) things in the world -  you can think of right on your daily real-reel menu ! We always wanted the Nuts , crazy and out-of-the-box and somewhat secret  items on the plate !

So here it is - the show has just grown Enormous , Spooky , Flashy and definitely Filthy !

The Camera is being welcomed on the Red carpet to the once-so-called privacy zone and left no stone unturned to turn it Bigger and Better in the competition.
Mute-point – Grab some quick money , Ride on the Limelight drive and Name with the fame !
Celebrity is another common word now – for we all are stars and celebrities now standing with our head erect of out of the TV screen !
The Hungrier you get , the more professionally instrumental you turn out  and so are the sky-rocketing TRPs on a geometric progression.

And No happy faces are complaining !

But How far is too far ?

Or are we so far that now we don’t even bother how far we are to get near !

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Words , Scraps and Craps

On a De-cluttering mode !

Of recently , I have been trying unscrupulously to scrutinize and lighten the mental bag to a larger extent possible !

In the daily struggle &  fight of living , myriads of un-important and trivial things do start piling up our mind . And they do occasionally need a rigorous and  merciless clean-up to keep the system on track and running.

The greatest dis-advantage I have noticed is – we do tend to ignore the small and beautiful things in life – the gifts themselves start smelling pungent and that’s the signal !

Enough would certainly be enough - and definitely so !

The earlier and frequent timely spurts of action do save zillions of  ensuing stitches !

Writing , for sure , is one of the most rejuvenating experiences speaking on such terms – it makes you think out the weeds and harvest. More so , planting the rights mental saplings can never get  easier  than though words.

And why not – for sometimes we need the Smiling Word instead of the Ruthless Sword to kill things !

Thursday, April 21, 2011

The Pursuit of Happiness



Happiness –  thy name
You are The Mirage
Paving my Stride
Before the walks
All the while !

And I grow hungrier
Day by day
Everyday
Bit by bit !

Trust I lose
Frost my senses
Break the Joints
Unhook the links
Tickle the Fickle
Stability – Now I do faintly remember Thou !

Happiness !

A life spent in thy Pursuit
Takes a Toll on my Soul
The essence of my presence - Tend to forget
Blind-folded by the Shine
Of Something that Never Exists !

Happiness – You are nowhere to be Found !


Wednesday, March 9, 2011

With Love - Forever and Always !


Very recently had read in Bangalore Mirror – the story of an old Lady who was left in the lurch by her own son in a dilapidated Old Age Home and been never looked back ! She was torn between the tears and her daily struggle to make both ends meet.

Not surprisingly - it was one of the most horrendous stories I had ever read.

I could never understand the mentality of those Stupid genre of people and even worse to make out the cold nerve – with which they leave their parents pinging the single hope on them.

Parents take those painstaking labour and  effort with a smile to bring up their kid and make him/her stand on their own foot . And later what these grown ups do ? Just walk away !

Parents - they are the people – the only people on this earth who you can blindly trust with , speak your heart out , let yourself be with all your shortcomings and still be treated as if You are the Best thing that ever happened in their life ! The Never-ending  Love and Support for you is something , Parents are just made up of.

If you ever thought of somebody who could hold the Title to be the Biggest Loser  by doing the biggest Sin of life – it’s that anarchic Moron  who let those Hands go which once held him up and made him walk.

These sick-heads suck and pollute this beautiful planet !

On a Happy note , then there are innumerable exceptions of Adults who take optimum care of their Parents and make this planet proud !

We want to see that number Grow !