Right and Wrong

When nothing goes right and nothing goes wrong
You listen to the music but there is no song

Truth becomes so painful that you can't tolerate at all,
We cover it by our lies bringing it's guilt along

When nothing goes right and nothing goes wrong,
Our mood starts swinging like ball of ping pong

One moment we are on top, next moment we fall,
Its implausible to be happy and sad for so long

When nothing goes right and nothing goes wrong
We feel miserable at times but we become strong

Amity pulls you in and jealousy psych you out
When we try to stay where we never belong

When nothing goes right and nothing goes wrong
Hungry stomach, plate of noodles but there is no prong

We want something and we get something else,
then we lose what we have, making us despaired lifelong

When nothing goes right and nothing goes wrong
We find ourselves alone on road full of throng

Our mind quest to fathom some unanswered queries of heart,
Just to realize that Life is as you see it,

' where nothing is right and nothing is wrong '

The Corrupt Act

A tripod, a cam, a quallis on empty road...with no one to disrupt..
yess !!..there and there only..Teju, Jay,Nik and Shaurya...you all made me corrupt...

Leaving no choice and no option..I fell for your act...
after all we are team and we made a pact...

That we have to complete our movie any how...
or else Teju and Jay will never have Masala Pav  :P

To my amazement..I discovered hidden talent in me....
and faced camera with confidence ..wearing Kurta and Kolhapuri.

With an empty stomach but with one best shot..day ended on good note..
but we all knew that its not gonna be easy to sail this cranky boat...

As expected it started with Jay's tripod tragedy..
and my 'desh ki shanti bhanging' blooper made it comedy :P

Then Dolesh came to our rescue taking lead in our movie..
with help of Atharva,Kundan and Suveen...it became more groovy...

After completing with one scene..we were too exhausted...
but Jay wanted to finish it any how...even though we get wasted...

Somehow we done with our shoot and went out looking for a bite..
after 2 miles walk finally we sandwiched our belly...cursing damn rickshaw strike...

As they say..well begun is half done...we were still away from coast...
with Jay,me n Apu editing, Nik n Shaurya gaming and Teju being our host

At last after some cheese onion pizzas,parathas and tea...we done with our editing...
then Jay,Teju,Apu and Shaurya got out for externals..leaving only me and Nik for finishing...

Finally after few sleepless nights and hungry afternoons our movie was ready to deliver...
and in this way my 'corrupt act' gave me some new friends to cherish and memories to remember....

My Corrupt Act in Action ;)

And... I feel alive....

Raindrops kissing my face....
eyes reaching everywhere to find misty haze...
chill in my body running like a race
and
I feel alive....

Workload,deadlines, meetings n project...
travelling, traffic,headache and I suffocate...
then reaching station in that state just to meet my best mate...
and
I feel alive....

One short and sweet afternoon nap..
sip of hot black tea and notebook on my lap..
enlightening my mind with just a snap.....
and
I feel alive....

Wind blowing through my ear....
rustling of hairs and vision blurred by tear...
legs stiff on pedals.and hands wide open without fear....
and
I feel alive...

hot and spicy butter chicken and roasted crunchy roti...
pani puri..pav bhaji...mouth watering and yummy...
whose taste lingers on my tongue making me forget about my tummy...
and
I feel alive...

3 unread messages,2 missed calls and her name flashing....
I skip a beat, my heart falls and my mind start dancing..
in just one minute...I dream, I plan with her my entire life and living......
and
I feel alive...

Killing my sleep, covering my yawns I start for nightout
cards, board games,cooking sessions, gossiping n shout...
time flies..but memories stay..sinking in and out..
and
I feel alive

Life is full of these lively moments as they say..
which brings joy, bliss n blessings our way..
but if u find 'life' in every second,in every minute, in every hour ... everyday
then for every moment.... U will say...

'I feel alive '

'The Boy Who Lived' in me

I don't know when I fell in love with harry potter series...(in love we don't realize when it all starts... :P)
He is not like my hero...but i love (re-)reading its books...all his world....it fancies me....

I imagine sometimes how crazy it would be to be a wizard and to receive a letter from wizard school via owl.
It is fascinating....the detailing in every aspect of every character..and environment is so nicely described by Rowling...it takes you inside book just like harry goes in tom riddle's diary....

I love books rather than movies of course...though I first saw movies and then turned to books....
but it made me visualize more vividly....and to understand these novels more...and more.....
it has humour...thrill...action....philosophy....mystery...drama....romance....and most important...magic...;)

I felt fearless...with Harry's courage and bravery
I felt witty ...in Hermione's cleverness
I felt supported...........with Ron's loyalty
I felt joy....in Fred and George's jokes
I felt wisdom.... in Dumbledore's wise words..
and
I felt love...in Half-Blood Prince's tale.....

The things about school, teachers, lessons, homework, detentions....made me nostalgic
but with spells, charms, Quidditch and all ....I know that

We can...
avada kedavara our tensions,
imperio our every moment,
charm our life with our charms
expelliaramus all the things which we don't like
and fly with our firebolt of desire to catch our golden snitch of dreams ....

Finally, Harry Potter is all about confronting fears, finding inner strength, and doing what is right in the face of adversity and

'What it is to live and What it is to die for others..!'

The Break-up Story

On 2 June 2011, 1.45 AM... I dunno Why? When? How? I did it... with no heated discussions....without any blame games...n with no wet cheeks..n no crying eyes.....  Its not that I was not happy with it before, but all of a sudden I made my decision and did it just right then without even giving it a second thought. Even though in the morning, like a slave of habit, i undid it..  :P.. but ...What the heck..!! ...I did it again.

May be it was some version of me, who wanted to be free....or may be it was inspired thought of some inspirational person....who already did it ..and like all positively charged atoms in my body screaming to me..." if one can, anyone can; you can do it ...you can do it!".

Its been almost a month to that event and I am already over it . Rather I was over it in 2nd week only.  I feel really good to say that You will not find me with FACEBOOK anymore.

Yes...I deactivated my FB (Facebook) account.  I know it is not that big issue or phenomenal event that I should post it on my blog, but some reactions...made me think about it ...

When my sis came to know about this she was like, " Are you mad?"
(Like all people who are on FB are sane :P)
when I told my friends they were like, " Kayko be?", "why deactivate, just delete it na ?"
(like i haven't thought of that)
n when my little cousin sis said,"kay re? now i will also deactivate it"
(that was really sweet :))

I really think that a person's FB profile is just one version of that person related to only FB world...and sometimes we get involved in these FB version so much that we tend to forget about our real world.
Honestly, I am sayin all these coz now ... I don't miss FB any more....and deactivating FB account made no difference to me at all...
I am same as I was before...and I am completely over FB.
Because, I realized that there are more important things in our life than FB...and...

Facebook is just another website...... :)

My First step

Straight from college campus, i got selected here..
Was feeling good and happy but heart pumping with little fear...

After 1st week of wandering i got my assignment...
I was ready, prepared and overflowing with excitement...

As I entered room and asked politely " Sir, Mein kaha baithu?"
He gave me chair and replied friendly" Arrey Sir mat bol re tu! "

Slowly Slowly I tuned with all..
Reshma, Aditi, Pushkar, Frank,ajay and Vishal...

Working, teasing and pulling each other's leg...
Parties, team outing and wine's small peg.... ;)

Spicy misal fry of Dhaba and butter chicken of Ajwa...
Tasty bites of garlic bread and hot coffee sip at Bawa...

My 1st job, my 1st office and my 1st desk...
Its memories will always be with me as I take my career's 1st step...

I am taking a lot with me even though I am gonna scatter....
Coz I know that 'Whatever may be the result, but people do matter'

She is like...... :)

she is like moonlight....
It soothes me even in the darkest night...

she is like sunshine...
I get a sunburn still i feel fine...

she is like esspresso.......
I like its kick... even if i prefer capuccino.......

she is like hot chai....
that first sip burns my tounge...still i enjoy....

she is like liquor......
i go so high....tht i forget about my liver....

she is like rose....
Its thorns hurt me..but its beauty that i chose...

she is like mirage...
i know its not real...still i follow it with craze...

she is like winter...
i feel cool breeze...even though i shiver..

she is like free fall...
i know i am gonna crushed..but i wanna do it all...

she is like rain....
i wanna get wet ..i wanna dance....without caring about a stain...

she is like a golden snitch...
i wanna catch it...even if i get splinch...

she is like pani puri....
i can't resist it....even if it make my eyes watery...

she is like icy gola...
i enjoy it till end..bhad me gaya..sardi n khokala...:P

she is like ice cream..which never melts..
she is like color..... which never fades..
she is like clock......which never stop...
she is so fresh ....like first raindrop..


she is just like another girl..
but i dunnow why i find her so special...


she is not my type...she is not the one...
still my heart wants to make her one....:)

Thank you :) and Sorry :( !!

It is said that in friendship, one should never say 'thank you' and 'sorry'!!
They are always grateful to have us and we will always have them so there is no need to worry!!!

once i said 'thanks' to my best pal n he said "abe thanks bolke gaali mat de yaar!" making me awkward :P when i felt really sorry n i said so to her... pulling my leg she said " is it your favorite word?" :o

Then i stopped saying 'thank you'  but it made me feel 'Sorry' later... :(

when i didn't say 'Sorry'..i wanted to say 'Thank you' to my forgiver... :)

Its not in saying these two words....its not even in feeling...
these words get there meaning..in the way we are expressing..

let it be a blessing..a gift..a card.. or a kitkat..
sometimes a hug.., a clap.. , a small peck... or just a pat..

because in friendship...only 'thank you' is not enough...
and when u feel 'sorry'..it is more than enough....

Sometimes....Somethings.....

sometimes we are just few miles away...
and we are short of time to bring smiles our way...

sometimes we have so much to talk and much more to say
and we can't open our mouth and  move that block away..

sometimes just one chocolate makes our day..
and one bad judgment let anger come in our way..

sometimes we want everyone.and no one is there..
and when we strive to be alone..everyone starts to care..

sometimes we think we know what to do..
and we do the things that no one ever knew...

sometimes we start expecting the unexpected..
and we make unexpected the expected and experience unexpected...

sometimes we want to stop the time.. to hold the lines..
and we let it slip away struggling to make few dimes...

sometimes we love the one who likes us..
and we end up liking the one who loves us..

sometimes road ahead is foggy and we see nothing..
but still we go ahead to find something...

and then after sometime all things fall in place and we go with flow..
and we know that we must take charge to stretch our life's bow...

My 1st Euphoria..

1st night after 1st decade of twenty 1st century
my 1st euphoria.....with 1 bottle from winery

in the shade..where light was fade
sip by sip...it got into my head

I was in my mind...and I was also out...
yeah..I was very much fine...no doubt..

my heart wanted to go high..mind was saying to keep low...
I said...go to hell both of you..I just wanna be with flow.

slowly slowly I started to feel...the drink which was half filled.
legs tapping...hands shaking...n.. my body was completely chilled...

emotions..my feelings..were tangled in my mouth..
vocal chords were charged to sing it all out..

I dunno then what happened to me......
my mind started running...my heart was free.....

I sang n sang n sang and sang , many songs n songs n songs and songs..
then ding dong , ding dong , ding dong and ding dongs..Zzz.