Tuesday, August 4, 2009


I'll follow you and make a heaven out of hell,
And I'll die by your hand which I love so well.
William Shakespeare

This love story head back to the time when both our hero and heroine were self obsessed and were mastering the art of orkut and gmail, both were new to social networking site and both after the lot of embarrassments learned how to send mails and also how not to send scraps to themselves in their own scrapbook which was meant for others …..

Both our hero and heroine did see each other’s profile number of times but there was no attraction which could make them realize that how they were meant to be ….after six months of excitement then came a time when orkut fairy came to rescue of two most weird people...before I can continue from here I should tell you the conversation between the God and the Angels and Satan…….

One day when god was busy eating grapes and telling stupid jokes to all the angels and was busy laughing, a dwarf came running to him

Dwarf: Oh my Lord, the baby is due for tomorrow and the lady is in great pain, and we have the best baby boy and its time to send him down to the earth …..

God: (with stubbornness) The fairest dwarf, I can’t send him, he is made of all good materials and only the best could deserve him ….he is the angel…born to change the world.

Dwarf: But my dear lord, we have to stop delivering babies cause we have serious defects in the baby producing machine and to make the best we are indeed in need of a good material…..this lady who is suffering with the labor pain has lived her life with troubles and dismay and if you let me suggest …he is born to be her dreams and her ray…

God : {God had tears in his eyes } ok my fairest dwarf ,I think you are right ,so I say now once and for all send my dearest baby to earth and let him change the face of the world, I will always be his side ,and he will be blessed with what he will ask for …….

But little they both new that after nine months their will be most horrible storm and the mating of good and evil spirit which will sure change the face of both heaven and hell.

After the nine months the tragedy happened son of Satan fell in love with the angel of god and gave birth to 60 baby females who had both good and evil side to them, the most beautiful and sexiest were these little babies, born with a Halo above their head and a tail …God and Satan decided to meet, and were destined to send these 60 baby females to the earth because if they didn’t they could have threatened both heaven and hell.

But their fate was decided “They will only be able to live happily if they happen to fall in love with the babies of God” , and the day came when they were to be sent to the god Venus for her to teach them the tricks and trade of the humans and the gods, after these 60 baby girls were ready they will be parcel to the fairest women of all ,God and Satan blessed them with good and devil spirit , these sixty baby females were destined to be difficult and have difficult times they can have ,they became the protectors of good and evil spirit on earth.

Coming back to the present, our Heroine was one of the babies in those 60 baby females who were protectors of good and evil spirit on earth and our Hero was son of God born with the greater powers. They were never destined to meet but history had to repeat itself and so they met by the efforts of POGE (PROTECTORS OF GOOD AND EVIL), our very own heroine she had more guts and through the help of orkut fairy they promised to meet in Piccadilly…..

Nish and Niya and had a great time though they belong to different worlds ….they had a same blood …time came for the angel Nish to go away but niya was the confused one ,had some good side to her ,she had to say “thank you” and she ran back to the station where he was supposed to go away forever ….but Fate had something on his mind so he had to send the cupid to make them fall in love …they looked in each other eyes and felt familiar as they belong together ………..

Nish the son of God did manage to do everything right and the Niya (POGE) managed to do everything wrong ,but one thing was true she was their to protect him always ,to never let anything bad happen to him ,she was born witch and she was the one who was destined to protect him too….and she promised to take away all the happiness from those who ever tried to hurt him badly ...she was in love with the blessed son of God and through the time …Nish the son of god was shocked and surprise to know that this little creature who he has fallen for had a beautiful Halo above her head but also had a Red fiery tale which he knew was hot and not to be touched …the signs were clear she was not good with direction as no Venus kids are, she had talking eyes and the sexiest smile ,and she stood apart from the human crowd ….

Niya (POGE) knew something has happened she has changed and first time her moves and her expression were being read, her conscious was being merged with him, nish knew her inside out and before she could react he was their to protect her from the difficult times and unseen faith, it was tough to see in his eyes which could make anybody feel more alive, the truth was she was falling into him….

She was first time in fear to love him and she didn’t realize that she loved him and this love was born with fear…

There's magic when we hold hands

When you slip your fingers into mine

the memory always lingers…………..

There's magic when we stare at each other

with no words spoken at all

The fire always burns…………….

I'm your tricky wand

And you're my magician

Please wield magic with me always

This is not the end of he story but just an introduction part, the one who is writing this story has just had the power cut, I think I am being haunted by the evil spirits but who cares,,,, But as I write this I can see the beautiful morning where birds are telling this story to each other and where leaves are whispering the secret of love in each other ears, I’ll be back with the magic of love and with the whole story ……………………

But to believe in what I say you need to believe that FAIRY TALES COME TRUE

Will be continued…

Friday, July 31, 2009


I have visions in life and sometimes my imagination outrun my mind; I must be the most beautiful, outrageously illogical and downright manipulative women who possess the magical power of making people think that female vampires are alive.

My boyfriend is a perfect guy the most eligible bachelor who knows all the right reset buttons to switch on in a women ,he is the most smartest guy who enlightened me about the fact that Bangladesh is not a part of India anymore ,I mean bullshit 10 years of my life I wasted on drawing a map with those little pencil crayons that I used to snatch from my brother’s drawer …….what happened to India ,what am I going to teach my kids that “hello ,children’s ,your mommy don’t know if Kashmir exist and if we are still allow to paint Arabian sea” ,I get sad over a fact that my India is getting smaller day by day. At the age of 20 I came to know that Nepal was never India’s part, but hey it was not my fault my mom friend used to bring this cheap cosmetics and she didn’t even needed a passport to cross borders ,how was I suppose to know that ?. anyways the point is that my guy is just perfect and I don’t see any flaws ,so it gets tough for me to find one ,cause I like irritating him and watching his eyes getting squeezed and he wrapping me in his arms and saying “sorry sweetie for you being born this way”, I love his sarcasms and the way he look into my eyes and that twitching smile and the same question “do you know who is the president of our country niya”, oh my God ,I wrote in my general knowledge paper some three years back when Abdul kalam Azad was our president ,I wrote Man Mohan Singh and sometimes I cant sleep with this fact ………anyways the point is that when you find a man who just smiles when you give him all the dumbest reasons to roll on the floor and laugh your ass out ,and he just kisses your forehead and then goes to bathroom and you can hear him laughing in their not in front of you for half an hour

All right my most embarrassing moment; my Capt .sahib who I love madly once asked me to wear his combats which I may tell you was my idea, I watched top gun and also this ‘A’ grade movie where they do ‘it’, I mean the female was wearing combats and those heavy boots ……what I mean to say is that I wanted to see ,how would I look in combats ,so I decided to wear it .After 15 minutes of shouting “yepeeeeeeeee nish,I’ll finally will see myself as a soldier and how sexy will I look ” something bad happened ,all right though the jacket fitted me ,oh no I cant lie I’ll tell the whole truth ,I wasn’t able to wear the last two buttons of jacket “oh fuck, that happens when you eat lot of chocolate pastries to swallow your emotions and that’s the truth and the virtual fact which happens with every women. Does it not?, anyways years of reading those cheesy cosmopolitan articles and those self help operas book which says “that women should be confident with those belly tires and how to hide scales under the beautiful gowns and the most important thing which these garbage’s teach us is self-confidence, so I was very confident that at least I’ll be able to fit into the pants .but “oh, what the ‘F’ ,breathe niya breathe ,try don’t give up ,you have to wear these pants”, OH MY GOD ,I started crying why let me see ,I think ,how should I say this ?,I think nish waist is 28 and mine 32 ,I was so sad that I just sat on the urinal ….what ,oh no ,how am I going to show my beautiful face to him? ,and suddenly he yells “niya don’t try if it doesn’t fits you ,you will ruin my combat ,I have to wear it in my office”, it felt like somebody has thrown pin wala bomb on me (the one we see in movies that green one ,WHATEVER),anyways after seeing the chocolate brownie which he ordered to cheer me up ,as the dog watches a bone ,I stood their swallowing my own saliva, he said “don’t worry when I will come in next leaves I will get “FAT”(what the hell is wrong with THIS guy ,I am not fat ,I am just healthy…WHATEVER) and then you can wear my pants ,when a man says that ,

For women small thing matters like a man she loves telling her ,his debit card pin number ,I know PIN NUMBER OF nish too strange how women can by heart some 4 numbers as if her life is based on it, “yepeeeeee,that means he really love me”?. ANYWAYS …..ENOUGH OF STUPID BAKWAS , I was just wondering what love is ?(the devil laugh)……..(oh fuck,I have spend all 1500 bucks which he gave me to pay his net connect bill,(giggle and devil laugh both ,let see how my love ,I mean nish takes it …….hehehehehehehehe….COOL


Sunday, July 26, 2009


In life we grow up sometimes for all the bad reasons but I really think I am slow; I many times have difficulties making choices and deciding what’s wrong for me .For any normal being I am a mystery and they will have tough time getting through to me, even my parents they seriously get irritated cause sometimes I am too dark to be understood.

I have of habit of keeping my shoes neatly,I can tell in seconds that somebody has touch my things in my room ,I am not superstitious but I believe one should not circle or cross a dead body ,I hate people shouting at me and treating me as garbage and that is the only time I strike to make anybody pee in their pants .I can always forgive but I can never forget.

I am not a kind of person who has lot of friends, cause I hate being something which I am not and I am too straight to beat around the bush. I hate crying and especially in front of people and that is the only thing I try not to do. I am a complicated wreck and dumb one also.

I think when god made me, he must have expected me to smile and say thank you. But I must have laughed at him and may have made fun of him and his shabby cloth’s and beard and that’s why he hates me .I may get all dressed up cause I heard weather man say today will be sunny day, suitable for picnics and I looking all charming take my picnic basket and go sat along the riverside and in minutes it starts raining and there is a hailstorm…..that’s how God love playing with me.

One day when I was sitting and thinking “now what?” , and was in no mood to play with God 1 to 1 ,he must have looked at me and would have though to give me a most expensive and magnificent gift and while I was crying and writing my name in sand and waves kept wiping it off and all the time making me more angry ,he came took my hand and made me sit on a other stone which was out of reach of waves and then he wrote my name that too in big letters and wave couldn’t touch me because this time I was sitting on right stone where waves could only try to irritate me (
dumb of me not to think of changing places ).

When all people made fun of my hairs and my eyes, he came along to tell me that I was the most beautiful and adorable one and kissed my eyes .when I was unsure he just took me in his arms telling me it was not my fault though I new it was, when I was all alone he came along to make those funny faces and make me smile .when I knew I hate crying it really felt nice to do in front of him cause he cried too. Nobody have took pains for me or has said that I make things happen, but when he came along he told me that I was his lucky charm ,and that is enough for me ,I can live with him and have him as my precious gift. Now I don’t know where to post this letter, so I hope god you read it and ask Santa to give me my gift:

Dear God,
If you are playing with me and this is your new idea of braking my heart, please don’t because he is my life and if you want me to amend my faults, I ask sorry to you and will never make fun of you, please let me have him, I will never want anything in my life. You know I have been unhappy and also many times I have made efforts to make things right but you know its not my fault I was little girl and I never understood the meaning of love and now I lay down every night fear stricken that you will take him away. He is the only one who can make me smile ,the only one who knows the music in me ,the only one who tries to fulfill my dreams without getting irritated or agitated .when things were falling around me ,he hold me in his arms and sooth me till everything begins to calm down ,when I was afraid to fly he became my wings so that I can soar high, its like when he kiss me ,I feel blessed and like a little child ,I can loose all just to be his…I jus want him so I can take care of him and earn all his love .I know you probably will be thinking right now and having wine and must be still little angry with me but I am ready to change and be what you want me to be ,only if you could make me his so that I can feel precious all my life and if god you hate me and wont give me what I asked for then please take care of him.

But I am still your little girl and I accept my wrongs ,please try forgiving me and let me have him ,he is my angel and my kaala Bandar and also thank you for these 5 special days ,you don’t know how you have given me reasons to smile and be happy once gain

Love you

Wednesday, July 15, 2009


“Hi sweetie, my leaves got cancelled, I may get delayed, are u listening? Hello, hello [very sad voice] hello…”

You could easily see my knuckles becoming hard ,my mouth going dry and tears just made there way through my eyes .I was standing but now I had to sit ,what is happening to me ,sudden pain in my heart ,I knew this would happen ,why why why? , “I hate you ,I really do nish ,you really hurt me ,I knew this would happened but you promised ,I hate army and I hate your job and I don’t want to live with you, I am not strong and I am not tough ,I want a guy who sits near me and at least I can hear him laughing, but you never there ,you always ask me to have patience and that’s all I have ,I am leaving you .

you don’t understand niya ,these motherfuckers screwed up ,I’ll try still ,I am angry ,please if you love me stand by me ,I love you with all my heart ,only you can help….please don’t leave ,I don’t know why this happens to me but I’ll try ,I can understand I feel the same ,sweetie I love you……

she bangs the phone ,how can he do that he promise ,I hate stupid army and its officers ,they don’t care .and with heavy heart she cries till she understands what has she done ,she has hurt a guy who she loved most, who always makes her happy ,how would he feels sitting on 14000 sq feet above a clear land with nobody to tell him that things will be all right, how tough it would be for him to call his mom and tell her that she should not prepare anything as he is not coming, how tough it would be for him to cancel all reservations ,all those things he was looking forward too and moreover how hard would have been for him to stand there on the call and hear his senior say that he will have to start unpacking as he is not going, how tough must be for him right now to make his heart understand that he will not be able to meet his friends or family or his love …….

Shit shit shit and she tries all the exchange number ,for an hour she just dials and dials , “god please let me talk to him ,I promise I will never hurt him again .Voila ,then somebody picks up the phone but on the other end ,one could easily recognize by the voice that the guy was sleeping and he is very angry that some pain in the ass is disturbing him , “namaste bhaia ,Capt. ,nish?”{With all the sweetness she could manage to pour in, so that guy don’t snap at her” ) and then there is a torturous silence and she gets worried, have they seriously disconnected her call and with the possibility of the known fact tears just starts rolling down the cheeks, and she starts crying not even realizing that the call is still on and then she hears the sounds of heavy footsteps as somebody has came running and has attacked on the telephone so that he doesn’t miss the call “niya”(name clearly uttered with chocked voice and with a very sad heart).

I am sorry nish .I am wrong ,stupid and heartbroken ,Every night I close my eyes so that I could see the next day and be more excited that you will be here with me .And it breaks my heart to know that you will not be here .I don’t hate you not even a little bit ,I respect you and I called to say that I’ll always be here waiting for you …,no matter what happens I am going to make everything right and we will be together ,till then I will just love you more and more, for a while I did forgot that I was a girl of a brave soldier and that why I have to brave too .

“No ,don’t say it niya ,you will make me cry”, “no please nish let me say ,I make you worry ,I shout and I don’t understand ,you are so innocent that you always make a way to help me and save me while you are so far away, sometimes your words stab my heart fiercely but you do it because you cant see me fall and you live with the fact that you will not be there physically to protect me .I never understand how bad you must feel to not be in civilization where men of your age are having fun. How you read reviews of a movie in an old newspaper and get all happy just looking at the pictures, how sometimes you miss all the happy moments being celebrated in your family knowing that you will not be a part of it .How you wait for my letters so that you can feel little bit important that somebody is waiting for you. How you walk every day for half an hour on slippery road and bad weather so that you can make a call and listen to what I have to say. And I know how hard it would have been for you to tell me that all the things which we were planning from four months would not be possible this time and how utterly disgusted you must be feeling right now…..I also know that you must have had too many cigarettes because you made me sad and you made me cry. And I know if you could have done anything to make this moment right you would have fought and screwed up everybody’s happiness but as you are my most naïve and my innocent guy, I know that you will not play with your people but you will try to make it for me even if it’s only for few hours…..

“Will you just shut up and listen to me”,conveyed with immense happiness and roaring laughter and suddely i felt a two year old kid and he said “baby you ask sorry when I make mistakes, you cry when I get hurt and you get worried when you see me being sad or angry. The funny part is two hours back I saw a women who loved me and was hurt and now I see a women who portrays herself to be brave so that I can sleep softly on my bed but in heart she stills want me to be there , and so I will be ,I may be two days late but I will fight .If I don’t get a leave which I an entitled to, I will deny all the leaves which will be given to me in future , this time I will not let you down ,I’ll be there and I will look forward to see you in all those dresses that you purchased. I sleep with your letters tucked under my arms, every day I look at your pictures and comfort myself that sooner I will be able to see you. I am a soldier, a favorite child of God, and I believe with all my heart that this can’t be it, I deserve you and I’ll prove you this...

“Sahib,mausam kharab ho raha hai ,chalna chayie” , “huhn ,niya love you and thank you for forgiving me and letting me have sweet dreams .take care”

A man of few words and a very high character, somehow I was not angry now but felt more loved and trouble ridden, happy enough to close my eyes in hope to see the next day and wait for him to come so that he makes me sway….

Monday, July 6, 2009

Nil illegitimo carborundum...............

I think there is a divine power, who watches your every move and when he thinks that one is trying to be a jack ass, he brings them back. I have been such a jack ass. Unbeatable, Enigma who can make things fall but would never fall herself .basically people said, “Look at you, change or one day you’ll be beaten badly”. And I used to look at them and smile and throw some them sarcastic comment .I was little devil but the innocent and naïve one ,free from all troubles and heartaches If you would have asked me, three years back to change, I would have spit on you face and would have said to “go fuck yourself” .

Then one day life made me trip over and when I woke up I was surrounded by walls, a room where there was no light, nobody to smile at or love .First time I was alone, scared and shaken but my attitude and ego was still their, as strong it can be. That time warning was unheard, life was saying, “Change or you are going to be in deep trouble Missy”. And then series of unfortunates accidents happened .I was being beaten and people were as usual full of shit, who would laugh with you in your happiest times but leave you when you are scared and troubled. There were times when I didn’t eat for days and as little bit ego was left, I didn’t even ask for help. Life was making me realize that I was common like any other common soul. My logics and my theories were changing and with that I was becoming more stubborn, irritated and disastrous, it was hard for me to even imagine that the world was too ugly to look from naked eyes. I was a reject from hell and first time I was laughing at myself and asking “if I still have got my wits left".

I believed that crying is a sign of weakness and people who do are the weakest. I never cried not in front of people because for me it was like letting people hurt me more. When I started working I had one friend but we got separated because I was too right to be wrong with her. After year and a half while I was walking on a road I saw her looking very beautiful carrying packages from Van-Heusen and les femme. Looking all rich and successful she was an assistant manager in a firm ,funny part was that we started together and I stood there with just 100 bucks looking for a bus and she was stepping in a car. I didn’t wanted to meet her ,but when have I got what I want .She came to me and asked to sit with her for an hour which I did ,because I could see her genuine interest in me and a look which said “I am still your friend”. I sat in her car and was listening to her but at the same time was feeling hot and thirsty ,I felt poor ,not even in fit state to ask her if she could open the windows. But I think that she noticed the sweat on my forehead and so she switched the AC on. And after that we just sat for few minutes in silence wondering what we can say to each other to feel the warmth in our hearts. She tried and asked me to switch on a radio with giving me proper details but my hands were shaking and I was living in a drain which had left me with no knowledge of technology or expensive life .I was wide-eyed poor kid who didn’t know what glory feels like.

We went to CCD I was embarrassed cause I couldn’t offer her a coffee cause I just had few bucks ,but she offered and I said no ,I was not ready to except anything I didn’t deserve. It was my turn to step forward and ask if she wanted to go to this place I knew where u don’t get coffee but tea that too of 3 rupees each. And she kept my respect and cheerfully nodded and we instead of taking her car decided to take a walk.

“Don’t have to be strong in front of me ,I am your friend ,just tell me if you need help”, I was too chocked with my emotions to answer ,I wanted to but I couldn’t tell her that I want my life back, I continued looking down ,tears were gathered around my eyelids. And then she stopped and uttered sorry and started crying .And I knew we both regretted what we did, which no best friends are suppose to do .She screwing me and I for not being there when she needed me most, I realized I should have held her and told her that what she was doing was wrong and all I did was not helping her.

If somebody you love is in trouble you will want to help her, likewise if you are in trouble somebody else would want to help you if he loves you.

It took me 10 years to understand this fact, which I do now .I decided to go back to my college with little help from her, she knew I would never be able to work in a corporate and this time she told me sternly and gifted me the book “The Road Ahead”, actually Bill Gate helped me too

Everything had to start badly because I was not the same old me, I had lost too much and confidence was one crucial thing which I knew I didn’t have, It was hard for me to walk in place full of people, I bunked classes which left me with more disgust because I couldn’t face anybody .I was more afraid in a classroom, I knew the answers but didn’t had guts to raise my hand,I was afraid that I will go unheard. But they say second after god is your teacher, she helped and I started doing better. At least I could speak without getting disarmed at what others think.

I was living in a PG with 7 females, and only three liked me but were too scared to tell me so after 4 months I was thrown out because I didn’t understood the fake games of my girlies and again I lost and was rejected .Being rejected was becoming a habit, I was rejected on a telephonic interview call for Air India. And again I tried for AHA, cleared the rounds somehow but when the last round happened with CEO, I forgot what I was being asked and was numbed for whole 15 minutes .I was told on my face that I wont be able to do it.

My parents didn’t understood my lack of indulge ness. And I was not to keen on asking for help and they still don’t .Things are still not the same though I have managed to keep my head above troubles but it is still ridiculously not over. Now when my ego is being subsided I am still looking for a miracle .For me happiness is still surrounded with sadness .Today I stand alone and somehow I have reached a 4 lane highway where there are no signs of direction or distances and I have to choose a way and recall all that I have learned :

All relationships are based on giving and receiving and nobody can help you sort out things until you help yourself.

When the times are tough stand to walk ahead, decisions taken are always right but taken at a wrong time.

Changes are a life’s way of making you strong and successful; to prepare you for the worst and its all right to change because it will only make things more smooth.

Nobody has got a right to give you pains, if they do so, leave right their .You were born special, wrong or right its silly to make other people make you regret.

I am not telling this story to be popular or to gather unspoken affection or love. I am doing for all those who believe they can, who are not wrong but happen to be at wrong place.

When troubles surrounds you,
Some turn up their sleeves
Some turn up their noses and
Others don’t turn up at all.

Moreover I am righting this for me, because I am ready to give myself a head start and so can you.

Successful people are those who build Palaces by the stone people throw at them.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009


Our lives are full of contradictions. They are often sad, little, comic, funny... That’s why our lives are often a target for our sarcasm and humour.

Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The square pegs in round holes. The ones who see things differently. They aren't fond of rules, and they have no respect for status quota. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the one thing you can't do is ignore them because they change things. They push the human race forward and while some see crazy ones - we see genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that can change the world, are the ones that do.

Dodo was a bird who got extinct because she thought she was the most intelligent one, story supposedly told by Major Prashant Mishra who calls me one (I don’t know where he gets all these weird ideas. ) anyways he is the guy who I am trying to understand from last 8 months , and the productivity of my research is zero .Someday he sits and makes me listen to those loud [ROCK] songs which leaves me with a migraine ,which he thinks is romantic .Other times he just becomes indifferent ,as world’s trouble has fallen over him. And he is a superman with the ability to leap from one end to other [scary] .Though he is easy to understand when he is not talking. He is listed in Who's Who as What's That?

Princess she is outrageously unbelievable most shocking proof of omen power of a woman on earth.I bet she can put any fauji to shame .why? let me see she knows things which not even a IMA pass out would know.She is a female Rajni Kant who can kill three men with one bullet .She makes jokes and then she explain you the logic as in why you should laugh. sHe is known as a miracle comic. if she's funny, it's a miracle!

Sneha other superficiol yet extraordinary female who is an assitant working for Saton on earth.She carries a bundle of severe torrcherous reasons and logics on her shoulder .Ever try making her understand any righteous fact ,it will feel like as if sitting on an electric chair where after sever shocks giving to you ,one throws a bucket full of ice water[where ice is their,and which hurts],and you cant shout because your mouth is covered with duct tape .Their are two theories to argue with a women ,and with her niether one works.

Kawaljeet singh ,the most confusing and optimistic guy who thinks women are gods gift to show a man his way (despo), He likes female who dosent like him and even if they do ,after two months they realize that he is ireplaceble and not to be promoted .He is a caged bear who is left in this beautiful world where 26 and 28 [he can only see them] are moving around ,grapes in their hand calling kawal for one chancE[which he hallucinates].Reality is much more painful ,everytime he says to woman “Your place or mine?, the answer of a female is “Both. You go to yours, and I'll go to mine.

Sandy he is classic collection of melodies which are out of tune, a guy who knows everything, who can beat you on every topic and the guy who is memorized about gazals and fankars. He is a god, people thank him for insulting and his friends are the one who have been insulted. He makes onion cry. Leading hand sanitizers claim they can kill 99.9 percent of germs. Sandy can kill 100 percent of whatever he wants.

Jai he is slow and handsome ,perfect example of why men are stupid .if he likes a girl , you bet he will propose her after seven years and when that girl will reject him ..he will start liking ghost and vampires pictures and after when he is drunk ,he will give you the most unheard abuses that one would end up rolling on the floor ,as nobody will be able to stop laughing. And while he is all tragic, we his friends will be partying to make another hilarious story. A kind of a guy who if licked a cobra, then cobra will also start laughing [imagine]

Lt gaurav juneja aha………! It’s painful to even talk about him. If you want to die just talk to him for three hours and you will be dead. And god will put you in hell cause you didn’t took interest in what he said [poor soul].its like with him even a happy dog will become lazy and sad .and both will be drinking coke[he doesn’t drink ] and wondering why bad things happen to him. A kind of guy who doesn’t know where you live but where you will die.

Rakhi the most beautiful boss where her subordinates hit on her and she hit them back with her devilish tricks. A queen of bottom ups who can kill two stones by one bird [statement is not wrong, she really does]
Who takes three hours to get up dressed and who after getting drunk like dancing on horny songs. The female Dilar mehndi who on an English song dance in Punjabi style. A killer who twists men’s heart by calling them bhayia [one can see two broken pieces of a heart of innocent guys] but all is forgiven when she smiles. A kind who can even drown a fish.

But in all they become the part of my live .princess once wrote when I was all down in my life “don’t feel bad when I shout at you or don’t talk to you that because I know you need to be corrected or you are capable of handling a situation alone. They all are my Gems who make me lucky and so I love them very much

Monday, June 22, 2009


Do you ever wonder why he didn’t call or drop by after the first date? .Have you ever liked a guy so much ,where everything went well after the first kiss and inter course of 10 minutes ,but he left and you wondered what went wrong? You are sexy, gorgeous and go getter but why he didn’t call then? Well mistakes are sometimes digestible but regrets and stupidity are not .Make sure next time you don’t regret and don’t do things mentioned below .cause doing this will only make you cry while taking a shower ,

Pink would have looked well on you...You are not his stylist and he don’t need a fashion check from you.

How are mummy and daddy? (Uncle and auntie are fine).This can make a guy run for his life, doesn’t matter how beautiful you are .

You look slim ………..is your health okay? Take proteins and eat butter ….He is your date; don’t try to be his mom

Never talk about your ex boyfriends….guys don’t like it and it ends your chances of a next date

Be a listener and smile more …let a guy speak his mind too, this can give your dream date a kick start.

Be yourself laugh more, talk but think before you speak ,give yourself a chance to know more about him .He will genuinely like you and in the end you will be upgraded too.

What does your dad do? This is such a silly question sometimes asked on purpose and sometimes out of desperation …really turns off the guys.

If a guy appreciates your beauty, say “THANKS”, answer like “yeah I know, my friends says I look like Katrina kaf”, this is really cheesy and shows your bias affection to yourself.

If you really like this guy and picture yourself in wedding band..Please don’t show on first or second or third or fourth…date. I think there are other ways of making guy fall over you ,telling him would add you to his harem list and he will be ready for his next hunt. The word women have exercised a special magic spell, be sexy, be sure and be a devil with a Halo above your head…you will make a difference.

Two beers ,four normal glasses of red wine,8 breeze’s and two vodka can never make you so much drunk to make you talk rubbish or act like you need help from a guy. The guy would love it, will take you to bed, will have fun and will leave in the morning never to step on your door again .So my dear ladies be smart to know where to draw a line and even after many drinks when It gets to hard to walk on your heels, don’t stop .Walk slowly and move away from him after saying a goodbye. Sleeping on first date is strict no-no, hasn’t worked for lot of people.


Saturday, June 13, 2009


“I hate you”, I do..She has been telling herself from last two days,he hasn’t called. what does he think of himself …think now he is a Capt., he would treat her like one of his javan .Her stupid curly hairs where troubling her, so with the back of her hand she kept pushing them back and her nose was red,and on the face was tears of waiting and of being in love. And she didn’t know when she got so tired of crying that she slept, still the tears lay placed on her eyelashes.

Linkin park music surrounded everywhere and a sweet smiling girl opened her eyes, she looked like a Barbie with pink cheeks and beautiful big eyes, solemnly she looked around, cloths were thrown carelessly around the room everywhere, and on a crimson table stood a picture frame of a man in olive green uniform, ,suddenly she realized that her mobile has been throwing a fit from last 1 hour and she wondered who would be calling at 4 in the morning, “hi baby”, happiness and fear started making her heart beat at enormous speed ,felt it would come out, “oh Nishant ,what happened ?,everything is fine, I tried your number sweet for continuous three hours ,look even my finger are hurting” and in Nishank ears the sound of priya’s giggling spread the sweetness and somehow it felt like home listening to her ,and he wished if he could be there sitting with her and listening to all her unharmed complaints, he hasn’t slept whole night ,has spend his whole night firing orders and sitting in 2 kilo jacket and 3 kilo heavy boots with his rifle hugging his wet body ,he was cold and hungry ,sitting in darkness not daring to switch on lights as he was on the target of enemy lines ,his life was being protected by other twelve javans ,who were being protected by him, time was valuable thing here, and he knew in his profession they were no room for mistakes ,he was frightened though, when he was a little boy ,his mom used to switch on lights ,so that he can sleep ,cause darkness has always scared him….but now he was a man and well 3 years of rigorous training has made him stubborn to hide the fact that he is still afraid of darkness, he wanted somebody to come and open these fucking lights “sweetheart are u there”, he realized he has been in pin drop silence from last two minutes, “yes I am ,sup I was just missing you ,what have you been up to darling”. she new something was wrong ,something was in his mind and she knew he needed her, “I have been thinking about you and wondering when you will be home, see its not fun to sleep alone and not hear your snoring ,what are u doing ?.The smile came on his face with all the memories which was so real still, how he used to sleep in her arms and how she never dared to move, in a fear to wake him up. “nothing baby, it has been a busy day and wanted to hear your voice, its dark here and I didn’t knew what to do, anyways why I have your letters reduced to 2 from 4 in two weeks?”, she love this guy ,how can he be so keenly interested in her silliest letters which are full of stupid jokes and female gossips, “I am sorry honey I am going to send u in regular intervals now ,and then she carried on telling him how she other day have arranged his wardrobe ,and she went on babbling ……

He was high in spirits now, had been laughing all along, she was a dope, she never tried saying intelligent stuff and he didn’t realize that it was 5.30 now ,morning came and sort out darkness, didn’t knew how with her time fly away ,before he was ready to tell her he had to go, she spoke “today will be a lovely day ,I love mornings, hope you are no more afraid of the darkness sweetie ,you can go now and sleep ,you have been up from last night, I love you”

Leaving him so shocked and loved that it was torturous yet soothing to know that she cared and that she was there to sooth him with his most toxic yet secretive feelings.

“When you love somebody you love their demons too..no matter how bad or childish they are “..

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Things I Hate About You

I hate when you don’t talk to me or when you say you don’t have time for me at all
I hate when you give me a call, soon after a fight where you shout at me aloud
I hate when you make me smile and say something dumb to make me stop crying.
I hate when I least expect out of a letter I get 10 bucks to buy some chocolates

I hate when you kiss me and I can’t resist so I kiss you back
I hate when you are drunk and tell me all those crazy romantic things to choke my lungs
I hate when you drive your bike fast so that I hold you tight and you could feel the vibe
I hate when you buy me the expensive shoes and watch me hold my breath for a while.

I hate when you say you will come next month and leave me waiting in the fall
I hate when you say no when I haven’t even starting doing things you don’t want
I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind.
I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.

I hate when you walk behind me to save me from a fall and rescue from the worst of all
I hate when you make love to me and play with my curls all night long
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you cause I love you so much that I will even crawl

I don’t hate you a bit ,not even a little ,not at all

Tuesday, May 12, 2009


My heart felt a fleeting happiness
Don’t have an idea what I have done till twenty
Pony and a pimple face I have grown to be stunning and curly
A girl who had little friends and no boyfriends
A girl who never went to prom with a beautiful dress
A girl who had a car which used to stop every 5 mile, which was useless and dirty
A girl who was an angel of her mother and who never did anything smutty
A girl who though was fat but still was lovely
A girl who laughed more and never was seriously troubled and jerky
That girl has grown up a lot, little you will remember her

She steps out of a Bentley today, long curly hairs and smoky eyes
Twitched lips and a soft face, no smile not a sign of happiness
She walks and makes men pee in their pants and make them tremble
Successful and cunning, people look threaten

Now she wonders and looks at the present, a little red box
She returns from her thoughts, and gathers courage to open it after all
Finds a letter, small and beautiful handwriting is scribbled in their
And a name called boo-boo, her childhood and sweetest friend.

You lost your smile and you have lost the zest of life
What happened to the laughter and habit of you getting wet in the rain?
How did you forgot me and what happened to old summer home memories
Live your life honey, this is the only life you will get and leave everything unrest

Diamonds precious of all fall down from the eyes of the pretty woman
And she finds a Christian cross and bunch of lilies with three musketeers’ book
Her old car keys and pictures of her jumping in dirty pond
Her blue torn jeans and old Bryan Adam concert tickets and a doll.
And most precious a chubby guy and picture of she in his arms.

Meet me near that old Tony’s coffee shop, in next 10 minutes
She takes of her heels and runs out of meeting of strange looking faces
Sweating and breathing heavily she didn’t knew she was still silly
And there he sits in turtle neck black sweater and rugged jeans, surprised
How can he become so damm gorgeous?

And she finally smiles, finally has got back her life
Didn’t I told you I will bring you back from the devil land that you have crossed
If you are their, my heart happens to sing and when you go, there are no lyrics to play
She smiles and little did she new, looking at him
That somewhere down the lane fairly tale happens to be true.

Sunday, May 10, 2009


Love I found today, where I stand I see the stories of greater day
I see people falling in love and out of it, but I also see people
Living and dying for somebody else dream.
I have learned the value of love,
I have seen the lover’s wait for the festive mate

Every heart wishes and its love which can make you understand about it
Every heart has questions only to find the answers in their own self
Every heart want to follow only one has to look for that one star which shines so bright
When you love somebody he becomes your life, World doesn’t matter,
What matters is how well the picture of somebody recites in your heart and your eyes

Love is like a dance, it really doesn’t matter if you don’t know the tune
Nor does it matter if u can dance or not, it’s a stubbornness, it a matter of do or die
You follow your heart and look in his eyes, and if love is strong you will dance
Though people will laugh at you first, when you will stumble or fall
Just close your eyes and look at him ,and you feet will fall with a rhythm of the song

Love never condemns, nor is it the feeling of falling
Love is when you sit beneath the crescent moon in the October skies
And hold her hand to tell her how love never dies
Love is when you let her sleep, even when your arms are hurting
Because you are too afraid that she will wake
And you don’t want to break a mystery
But she still wakes up to ask you baby does it hurts?

Love is when you get a call in middle of meeting
Someone tells you your Mercedes has been bumped, and,
Your girlfriend is in wheelchair it seems
You run like mad, the feeling of loosing chokes your chest and you can hardly breathe
There she sits with weepy eyes and you smile and sooth her out of all absurdities
But she still says “I am sorry, please do not stop loving me”.

Love is when you get a card to meet her in central park
And you reach on time, just to make sure if she is fine
You are standing n middle of hundred beings and you find her looking like a goddess
You can’t believe when your name is called, it’s a first launch party of her new book
Your eyes move to display stand and you are shocked to see you name.
You are still confused; somebody tells you the name of book is you.

You turn around only to feel her standing very close to you and she say’s
My book is about love, and its you who taught me to rise above
You never yelled or shouted at me, you always wished to god to make me happy
If this is the last life, I will fight for one more
And so today I give you a gift, I have inside me a smaller you
I wish he has same eyes and a same smile, and he will be
Our symbol of love , a sign of how two people can make one right.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

My Best Friend

I called you ten times you were out of reach
Have you got any explanations for me?
I just got 3 $ in my mobile thought,
To ask you “how have you been piggy?”

Conversation have been real fun,
It’s like hitting your head on the wall
Fiery heart and brutal talks and sometimes corky gossip of all
Most torturous and illusive female talks

“I think it’s a frog”, no it’s a tadpole
That’s what I mean, yeah in your dreams
I think he has a big one, no I think he has a small
But don’t they say, size does not matter at all

I cough, I vomit, I get sick and with tears in my eyes
I say what if this is the last day I will live
And she smiles and with a radiant shine on her face
She says “then leave your black dress and your earrings babes”.

She will take me out for lunch and will add carry your purse
I make some faces and ask her “why should I”,
“Oh come do as I say”, she drags my hand and sweeps me away
And like a puppy she gives me a look
And shifts a bill of 200$ and says “pay the bill fool”

Well we fight and most of the times
Swear ourselves right that till our death
We will not see each other face……..
Then you get a call and an order to open the door
And there she stands with two coffees in her hands.
And you know that everything will be all right
When I will need her most, like an angel she will make things right
If I have to define our friendship
Then I will say mutual stupidities and our madness
But if I have to define her, then,
She is my life, my soul and my BEST FRIEND


When we were small we had dreams
As weird as they seemed
Stars seemed so bright and Cassiopeia made us smile
The first bike or unwrapping the presents made us blush a while
Optimistic we all were, cause falling was never a trouble
We used to race the moon and ride the nights,
Life shined as the Christmas lights.

Then came the love of my life,
Blew my heart and left me to die
Then love went and left, me and life alone
Christmas said "goodbye” and "Halloween" said "hi".

One day life went for a party met Trouble, Despair and Anxiety,
Got drunk a lot, and "oh, my dear life " was ruined badly
I remember we cried that whole night
And then my life said to me “you don't know how much I love you, and
, someday I'll change too.

I will kiss you, kick you and hold you tight.
. You may not feel my presence sometimes,
Because you may be in my arms, my lovely pride
But you will have to promise something to,
, that no matter what happens you will live me too.

You will get me the stars and reach for the sky,
With strength and endurance as your amours,
To save you from fright.
But if u ditched them they will leave your side

And then I asked my life, the truth that exist behind him,
, and he smiled and said “some people have said that life is good
And some quote "to battle with life”,
Some cry and some get amused.
But I was never anybody's enemy,
I am a savior, I am a teacher, I am a pivotal.

You came newborn to every milestone of journey,
My journey, a life’s journey
Which are full of sorrows and hardship.
, but happiness too is one great feeling you have to fight for.

People say love life, but their is one thing about love that’s true,
When you love somebody you love his demons too,
You fight with the winds and u race the night
You die but with your head held high,
And you do all this just for love

So my dear baby have faith in me too
'' Love me like your lover, cherish me too
You once laid down your heart for a guy.
Take a chance and lay down your love for life too

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

.............YOU ARE MY GIRL.............

“You are my girl”,
I remembered how you smiled and said
When I was afraid to step in a jet plane,
How many times we used to fight cause
I couldn't put your socks just right.
I loved watching u sleep and,
The way u said "baby 1 more min please'.
I loved the faces u made
When every time I kissed your face.

But now that you have gone leaving me alone’
The moment I awake the same hope beginsThe hope for a call or a letterAnd even though I still have several months to waitThere's always the miraculous hope of hearing"Beautiful” I'm finally coming home"

Mornings are more tough cause
I hate to wake up without you,
My eyes begin to tear,
As I look at my soldiers faded jeans
And I just crave for your feel ,I cry my heartout

I hope you know that I never meant to hurt you
Though I don’t wear stars on my shoulders,
But I am a soldier too.

I'm not the one who fires the weapon,
who puts my life on the line But my job is just as tough.
I'm the one that's left behind

Nobody knows the anxiety I choose
Everyday to turn into never ending day
And I pray hard to god to keep you safe,
Cause I am a soldiers girl and I wanna stay thatway


Oh! Looks she walks and makes Angels shock
Her smile so kind, she makes this world divine
She shudders and twitches, you can’t move away in inches
She cries and makes you feel your whole world demise

Like a sunshine ray she falls on you, and,
You wonder if this world can be so true
She can win you back, and brandish with any unseen fact
She can even make god feel full of shame and tortured of all.

She was born with fortune of luck
She can break her heels and still usurp a throne in seconds
You will take out a sword and she will speak
And my dear friend you will loose a war and regret it in your dreams

Look around everywhere you turn, she goes
You can try to escape, but there is no place that she don’t know
She has a magic technique, when she sway she makes you weak
With those hungry eyes she will hold you down on your knees.

Listen to her, as she master the trait of reminiscence
You will walk ten mile and she will cross hundred
You will shout and she will whisper
She will walk in your room and make you go out of your own home,

When her lips meet yours ,sweetest poison of all
She will lay you down and rock you forth
And then you will know how it feels to soar above the deep blue skies
Or to proudly walk down the fiery earth.

Man-eater,devil worshipper or witch is she called
Lady ,madame and mademoiselle is she opted for
Mesmerized,shocked and hunger they leave the men
And in very simple words she is called woman.

Saturday, April 25, 2009


I find you in my arms other night
While you were sleeping I was listening to you in quiet
It’s amazing how your breath falls in my ear to prove my ecstasy
How I know life without you will be incomplete serenity.

I am scared and so afraid to fall in love
Will you think I am weak when I tremble when I speak?
Without you I am like a fool
Look I am laying my heart in my hand for you..

I live my life like living in a snow hill
Where hasn’t been sunshine to touch my soft heart?
I lay down at night to find you in these stars,
I talk to moon about you and me.

I wonder if ever god has fallen in love and know the pain
I wonder if my lord ever cries and flinch away
I think he is unaware, that why he took away you from me
And told me to let you go.

I shudder and wake up to find that it’s only a dream
Only to find you more troubled and soothing me.
You do understand that I love you?
And don’t ever think I am unhappy with you..

Baby I know I am gonna be with you forever
You just seem to fit in my puzzles
When you kiss me, I know you love me
Somehow you took the world from my shoulders.

I see today standing in front of this faraway ocean
Only to feel you holding me tightly from the back
This gentle breeze playing with my curls, and
This moonlight towering above us,
To make us cupids in this play called love.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009


They say I am a complicated wreck
I am selfish and unsuccessful brat
I use them and I play them around
I am a rotten apple and a greatest clown.

They ask me if I have an aim
If I’ll be rich and a big tycoon someday
If I’ll ever leave home and pay back the worth of my stay
If I’ll be like other daughters and leave them today.

They punch my heart with their words
I have been a notorious girl
I can’t cook or sew the shirt
I don’t know how to quarrel with my servants

They said you are women
Your only job is to lay down and get beaten
You bible should be full of adjustments
You should reproduce and grow them

They said not to raise my voice
You should not stand for your paradise
You should get married and grow old
You should touch your husband feet and call him lord

Then I say I care less if you call me madwoman
I was send by god to be worshipped not condemned
I will cut my hairs and wear the paints
Just to prove my existence and be a freedwoman.

I will die as a martyr and will worship my own self
But I will not be a woman of exhibitions
I will also walk this earth as a sadist
To prove my worth in this man's world.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Two people hand in hand, stars in their eyes, like a song moving together, rhythm divine and assuming everything is a paradise….. “Have u ever seen them?”, look closely they are all around .Have u ever been in love?, it’s a torture .Their are phases off course ,first phase when everything is wondrous and magnificent ,when you are all jittery and happy and you can’t stop smiling ,you sing love songs to each other ,you wait restlessly for a day to end ,so you can run to each other arms ,fall in those deep passionate kisses and tell everybody what miracle it is to be two, and you are the one giving advises to your single friends .

Then comes a second face, it’s a time when angels fly away, for women this phase often never arises but for men, this is a very casual affair. Honestly, it happens to both of them, when code of color fades away and relationship starts looking like X-rays, where faults of each other starts looking like a disease .Poisonous words starts replacing those passionate deep kisses ,suddenly saints turns into devil’s ,choking your heart ,your head and yourself.

And finally the third phase, now here comes a twist. There are two kinds of people …one, who loose heart, and other who work miracles .Love is not to be questioned or something to throw stones at .Its an art which teaches a person to believe in word called destiny. In west, there is a popular habit of people writing their own obituaries

You see there are two kinds of people winners and losers. In a small corner of everyman’s heart there is a loser, it depends on a man how badly he needs something and also a realization of sacrifices he needs to do to be a winner .God gave everyman the same structure, the same heart, and the same opportunities. But some of us misuse, misplace things and miss all the chances which can make our life more beautiful. That is why this third phase occurs in relationships.

I know a woman who was a blessed child ,never bad to anybody ,she was a angel ,believed everything and everybody ….and even if her faith got bruised ,she still use to smile .I have seen her in love and how she lost her passion and her hope with no fault of her own and that woman is me.

Thinking about those wonder years when I was in love ,I knew nothing could take that away from me .I did everything ,so that those phases never comes but they did .But I never lost my patience ,I never cried ,all I did was try. And one day when I woke up, there was lull around, and I found myself alone in my bed and remembering all things happened with me. Well I will let you discover nice thing about me ,I am very self dependent person, and sometimes it happens that it becomes my negative quality, and I happen to be a person who makes her own rules ,i mean when I was working, I was about to get promoted ,but i had stupid fight with my boss which by the way could have been resisted by me ,but I choosed to quit ,so while i was at my shift ,I came out of his cabin ,collected my stuff ,smiled at my co-workers and left. I was out of job for two months, I didn’t had any money even to eat, which was very bad .suddenly at that moment everything froze and suddenly I came to know what true friends are, which were none at that time. All I had was love and it also decided to leave me by sleeping with my best friend I was petrified, exhausted and with no hope .there were people in my life criticizing me, punching me with my mistakes on my face, I was being beaten down. But deep down somewhere in my heart I knew that this was not the end

Well what I really want to tell you is that, the third phase in my relationship really told me what life was, and it made me see my winners side. After spending so many nights and feeling sorry myself, I decided to carry on .I decided that I will not crumble or lay off and die .I choused to survive

I was not going to write my tragedy but just for now ,I decided to stop my tears and follow the bumps of my life ,I started to count to ten ,packed my bags and then I changed, I went back joined my college ,filed for my masters........................in all I grew up. This is unusual because I used to be a very naive kind of girl ....................now I can write a book on life........

They say bad things happen to good people, all you need to do is let go of your troubles and never regret over your mistakes. And if someday love decides to leave you, don’t get afraid, hold your head up high. Ask yourself “if you are in or out”? Leave your hopelessness aside .Its all right there is a beauty in breakdown.

The Women In Me

If you think I can’t do it, think again
I can look ugly but you don’t damm change
If I call myself a feminist, let that be
Shout for my rights and stand by me

If I am an hour late, let that be ok
But you better be on time, if you want me to stay
I can change my mind million times
But you better say “yeah baby, I like that way”

Love me still, even if I had a bad hair day
And call me thrice, telling me how you missed me today
Let me drive your car, without
Telling me “woman you are driving all wrong”

I can eat and lick my finger,
Without you telling how ashamed you are of it, by the way
If I cry don’t tell me I am wining
Cause baby I am a woman, and I am suppose to be that way

Don’t betray me to sleep with my friend
Don’t you dare tell me I am dull?
I happen to have stick for you
Whenever you need me in a way

Respect me and love me for who I am,
Not what you want me to be.
Don’t compare me with your ex-girlfriend
Cause I was born with different realities.

I was molded by God with very soft clay
So to be touched very softly and to be swayed
I was given heart of gold
And fervor of serpent

I got rotundity of moon,
And curves of creepers
I got the glances of deer’s
And timidity of harem.

I have got warm glow of fire
And coldness of snow
I was given by god, to be cherished
Not to be thrown.

I have got my heart set,
And if not interested leave today
You have 5 minutes to watch me leave
Cause I have to go long way.

A Man Who Is Not Right

I have searched so long in vain
Thinking it would come someday
When I’ll not be alone on Valentines Day
Or when I’ll be one sitting around him someday

It hurts when they question my judgments
Or say that I am not wise to make these choices.
It hurts when he say “his leave got cancelled”
And I can only hold my breath,
Till they become normal.

I see people around me laughing, talking casually
Where I am the one holding my tears,
Looking at him tragically.
The whistle blows and the light turns green
The train starts moving, and
I can hardly speak.

Though in his eyes I can see ribbons of colors
He smiles and moves my hairs from my eyes,
And runs and jumps into a train.
And shouts until we meet again.

Sometimes when I am completely alone
And looking at my curtain colors
He calls me up “hey kiddo wasup”
I jump up as if dead mouse comes alive,
Blushing with special zeal in my eyes.

Two minutes silence and we wonder,
What we should convey
Should I say love u first or
Are you coming this Sunday?

But I hold my horses and manage to utter “huhn”
And likes Santa, he teases me with ho ho ho
And says something shocking like,
“Sweet lord Jesus, open the door”.

Ah! And I run like a mad to cover 20 steps in one second
And at last he stands there stinking, unshaved and totally unaware
That he has my heart and how my nerves start shaking.
Then he takes me in his arms and kisses on my nose, my eyes and ears
While my neighbors get jealous and wished they could be here.

Now who said I got a wrong one
I got a man in olive green, a captain in real
I know he is dumb and he acts stupid all the time
I know he is strange and how he loves to be on time,
How he likes to fold his socks
And also many of you think, he is a cunning fox

All right he is a Satan, his only aim is to kill and threaten,
He is not always their with you, posing as a good husband
All I know he is an EX-NDA and Indian army officer
Who fights for you and lays down his life
And you say he is a man who is not right.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Women:The Toxic Kinds

Women do funny things and I have done so many things so many times. I am a curious female and kind of which are hard to understand, but that doesn't mean we are weird.....no, please don't think that, but yes we are corky. And it has been my privilege to have my best moments with my girl's who have been amazing. So dedicated to all the women I know and who have walked with me in my life.

Some women are heartthrobs, they have special way of looking when they are in love with you, they fill up every corner like they're born in black and white, they are the kinds you will like to flaunt, and take them to dinner.

"You really can't deny it, they are who they are. They're pretty normal, not that smooth type. They run into things, they trip, they spill food. They say stupid things... they really don't have it all together...
Hope is all that they have ,either they are in or out ,if you think they will die without u or drink poison ....think about it again ...cause these women believe that their is a beauty in breakdown, they are like phoenix ,a kind who will dress up in black silk skirt and white linen shirt. through which you can easily catch a glimpse of white knitted bra she bought months back ,knowing that it will come handy someday, your ego will be badly bruised and she'll end up getting a promotion and a raise. They know just what u are about, if you tried to hurt them ,they will take your heart out and press it with their feet like u stub you're cigarettes.....there are special terms used for these women like bitches, man-eaters and corky, even crazy.

Anybody can recognize them ,as symptoms are easily recognized at a very early age .Well thanks to their mom's ,they are dressed up like boys, they are the back benchers which doesn’t mean that they don't like to study ,its just that somehow its hard to understand why one plus one is two. And why they were not their when Albert Einstein actually came up with explanations to mathematical problems.
They will always look cute even when they are sweating like pigs, and they have a habit of forgetting most important moments like their mom's birthday or the shopping bags they may have left in a taxi or to turn up in their best friends wedding, where they happen to be the one of the bridesmaid, but their acts are often forgotten or forgivable. For them their is no word called rules, or resolutions, they know about them cause everybody talks about them.

You will find these women in coffee shops sitting with a cold coffee with three scoops of ice-creams and a chocolate donut (smiling) reading cosmopolitan while other's babbling about how there diet is not working.

In offices they'll stand strong with an attitude, when other's are crying and wondering and complaining about how sick their life is and how sick their boss is, you will find this woman in a ladies washroom vomiting in a urinal, and when she think she is ready, she'll freshen up with a lipstick, a perfume and with a sexy smile on her lips .

Other times she will be sitting on a sofa watching romantic films and if her man decided to come at that very moment, he will love what he will see; she'll have watery eyes and will be blushing, damm! You would won't to kiss her.

And if you decide to leave her anytime, she will let you go, without giving you a second look ,because she knows you will be back ,and when u do ,she will kick your ass ,so better not go back.

She is not an angel nor a devil, though she hate Eve or falling in for temptation of eating forbidden fruit, guess she haven't done that we would still be in heaven, but apart from that fact ,she loves you ,she will make you feel as if you are walking on clouds ,she will never burn your breakfast until and unless you make her very unhappy .She is a kind of a women who will not disturb you with excessive perfume but yes your mind would be captivated by her character and sense of wonder .

She is a woman hard to get ,maybe a nightmare sometimes, but a god's favorite child who get what she want and what she deserves at a right time ,guess that's why they say that Women is a sweet poison....when taken can give u toxic pleasures.