fate only

A bud was trying to bloom

Among the pinching thorns

gay & growing in deep maroon

blushing smile in daily morns.

A single minute & Lo!!!!!

Maroon turned red

everything in blue, silent hue

was there something still due?

Reminiscences

This is devoted to a friend who is swept away by the tide of time, some two or three years ago.

A friend, whom I remeber everytime, be it a happy moment or a gloomy one....

Friend
Though you are not here
I see your glimpse everywhere
I needed a finger
You spread your hands.
I wanted some buzz
you provided with silent gaze.
I ruined myself with my wrath
You still were there
to take me back on the right path.

I felt suffocated from within
You enacted a clown to
give me smile a thin.
Guys teased me of my origin
You were there giving me
my own introduction...

I felt belittled as spoke thee
You introduced myself with me.
I never uttered for help 4rm you
You appeared smiling there in
every despair, distress & hue.

You accompanied me, unasked
You followed me 4rm behind
You lent your hand in deep shit, unasked
You walked by me till last mile, untired.

You argued with me everytime, I talked you
Yet 4rm the deepest core, my heart thanked you.
You went the way u came
Hurriedly, surprisingly !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Leaving behind the memories of transient flame .

No unfair thought ever strolled in mind
Nothing like that which people say blind.
But I always want you my behind
Or ahead or beside.
With that evergreen smile

Infusing beams of hopes in hollowed hearts

That can be seen 4rm across the mile.

Never is filled vaccancy created by

your sudden departure.

I can't meet you in near or far future

even if opportunity is bestowed

B'coz i've my boundaries that

Needs to be stirctly followed.

You are still stranger, unknown to me

But memories are stuck with super-glue.

Then is this just a friendship

Or some other sort of relationship (that of humanity)?

Perhaps the bond is due to telepathy

Or the telepathy is due to this bond.

what is this - illusion or stigma?

For me you are still an enigma.

Days of 12th

CANDID CORNER

Gone are the days salty, spicy, yet sweeter

Memories of my Alma-Mater still fresher

Sports, songs, computers & everyday bonanza

And yes the Annual day's musical extravaganza.

Physics sir bullying with his favourite dialogues

Chemistry madam explaining the -OL homologues
Hindi period engulfed with giggles & chuckles

Maths sir cool & sober,Eng. sir looking through spectacles

Shams shamming all the googly

Everyone waiting for his next sally

Sweety's sweet & salty folly

And someone in a corner licking a lolly.

Me always bamboozling the guys

With unlimited wides,bouncers & byes

Gimmie on the blackboard with her caricatures

Showing Vandana on a broken strature.

Vandana with her vocal performances

winning ovation for crescendo of piquant paens

And on the front bech, Pooja christened Miss Chasmiss

Picking up problems, strifing & solving tricks

And again Thumbs-up to miss Pinky's hope

Finding reasons-"why isn't Marigold a gold allotrope?

Why isn't cauliflower a flower?" And

"what's a Corola?"-Sunita puzzling Botany the teacher.

My class a strange concoction of guys

"Are they to give BOARD exams?"-Principal says

Some cozy,some being the upcoming tycoon

Others seem to bring a whirlpool or a typhoon.

These memories are the souvenir of my alma-mater

About the rest i will speak later

May kudos of this pious place always spread

And Best of Luck to K.V. No. 2, Gaya , stepping ahead.....

wanna say something

hi all !!
me this time after a long gap
was busy with certain very important tasks as seen fron the carrier point of view.
Well!! was busy with my entrance preparartions .
I captured flying colors in the results!!!
Really now i can realize i did worked very hard, least caring for anything
But something lies within me, the pain of not getting the most desired thing for the 2nd time, that to for no fault my own..
The rays of love & affection coming 4rm far away (Sweet Home) used to vitalise me everytime i felt tired.
The love, care & affection of some friends do helped me out in coming out 4rm the grip of desperation.

The grudge will always remain but

Apne gham ko hahi aur na dikhaya jaye
Ghar ke bikhare saamano ko sajaya jaye

So trying to gather the pieces & recycle them
me trying to put my spread things again in order

i believe i will succeed

till then
bbye!!!