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Friday, March 22, 2013

When you said....

You entered my life when I least needed you,
A void is all that remains, now that you're gone.
There was no sadness, no anger, no emotions,
Only a blank mind and an outburst of tears,
When you said, "Let's end it all!"

How did we get to where we were when it ended,
How did we become BFFs from pure strangers,
Alas! My bad! It did not, could not last forever,
I still look back and wonder what went wrong,
When you said, "Let's end it all!"

The pain of nostalgia is too much to bear,
You were always the angel sent from above,
As my friend and sister, approved to be the best.
Did ya forget it all? Where was your conscience,
When you said, "Let's end it all!"

There's a deep regret over what I did and said,
But it all seemed justified to me back then,
Please accept my apology, we'll be ourselves,
'cos I don't want to relive that moment
When you said, "Let's end it all!"




Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Can a guy and girl be "just friends" forever?

Ah! The million-dollar question. If only I were given a dollar every time someone asked me this question! So I have decided to consolidate all my thoughts regarding this topic into a single post.

What's the basic philosophy behind "Friendship"? You think you've understood it in-and-out! C.S.Lewis  says, "Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another, 'What! You too? I thought I was the only one.'" So, is "similarity" the X-factor holding the bond of friendship together? Do "birds of feather" actually "flock together"? The answer is yes, they do. But wait a minute! Aren't we forgetting the basic law that works in the nature all around us: "Opposites attract!" If you were thinking that this law applies just to the field of Physics and EE, then think again! How often do you see people with totally contradicting natures being the best of friends? The answer is mostly, "Many". Is the philosophy behind "Friendship" easy to grasp? I think NO! We, most often than not, do not have a clear black-and-white answer as to why a person is our best friend. The answer is always in the gray area.

Having gotten a small glimpse of the picture, let's now consider friendship between a boy and a girl.  Maybe the girl lent the new-boy-in-class her pencil while others were busy teasing him; or maybe the boy shared his home-made lunch with the girl who was given just biscuits for lunch. The reason for the genesis is immaterial. The fact is that the innocent and humble beginnings transform into a healthy friendship with time. The friendship matures, yet retaining its innocence in teasing one another, hiding others' stuffs, fighting over silly issues, and the list goes on and on. One important point to note, from my personal experience, is that a guy and a girl make the best of friends. Period. I am unable to justify this claim, but I know it's true. So though a girl may have have umpteen other friends, its with this guy best friend that she is most at ease and can be totally herself. Does this feeling mean that she loves him? NO! Same applies for the guy. So at the end of a really long day, the two can hang out, chat like there is going to be no tomorrow, discuss about every single event that took place that day, their secrets for the day, their crushes, their dreams (and I mean the ones that you see while sleeping :P) and probably more of JB (from the girl's side) and more of KS (from the guy's side); then return to their homes and go to sleep satisfied that the day is finally complete. Does all this imply a budding love? The answer is still NO!

So now you must've understood what I am getting at. My answer is YES! A guy and a girl can be "just friends" FOREVER and EVER. Your next question is now, "How is that every guy-girl friend pair that I see develops "love" love and eventually ends up seeing each other?" One of my personal theories is that "Our life partner is always our best friend, but our best friend can never and should be never our life partner." Coming back to the question. I don't know how much this answer applies in a non-Indian context. How is a guy-girl friend pair received in India, by other friends, parents and society in general. The friends tease the pair, fill the walls of schools and colleges with their names, pass comments in the class, and make them a center of attention of everyone, including the teachers and profs. As if this wasn't enough, they personally talk to them and raise up false feelings for the other. The same mind that thought, "We're the best of friends and nobody can come between us.", now starts thinking, "Does he/she really like me?", "What if what they are saying is true?"; and with that goes the freedom and comfort in the friendship. Indian society, in general, is also still uncomfortable about a guy-girl friend pair. If a guy and a girl are seen at a coffee shop or in a restaurant, laughing and talking, the immediate assumption is that they are in a "committed relationship". So the reception from the society is also corrupting. Parents contribution is very interesting in this. Many parents (and I am blessed to have such parents) understand the sacredness of such a friendship and are welcome. But some are, sadly not. The immediate response when they meet an opposite sex best friend of their child, is anger. This anger makes them force their kids, into not meeting their "friend" again. What does this do? Aren't they corrupting the minds of their own kids? What could have been a wonderful friendship, is now at the verge of becoming a "committed relationship".

So as we can clearly see(from my point of view :P), as long as their minds are not corrupted by third parties, a guy and girl can be "just friends" FOREVER and EVER.I end with another quote of C.S.Lewis,"Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather is one of those things that give value to survival."







Thursday, June 21, 2012

Dear Sister

Dear Sister,
Have lots to tell you this birthday
Glad that you were born on this day.
Hmmm, Where should I start
First, you rule over my heart.
Despite many arguments and fights
Being with you is one of the greatest delights.
My heart leaps with joy, to the sky above
At your every unexpected act of love.
I stand still and become speechless,
Ah! now you know it, I confess.
Having shared together many a treats,
And roamed through hella-lotta streets,
Beats me, what I am still missing
As i sit all day reminiscing,
How to mould myself into a person
Who would never your hurts worsen.
Why do things go out of hand?
Trust me, its always unplanned.
Oh what I would not do to go back
In time, and give myself a whack
Before I do anything to hurt you
Trust me in this, for it is true.

So this birthday, here's a big hug
I am already beginning to feel smug.
And another big SORRY from me
And here it comes on the count of three,
ONE, TWO, THREE....
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR SISTER!!! GOD BLESS YOU!!! :)

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

The Other Side of the Moon

O dear Moon, O dear Chandamama
I look at you and wonder what's
The reason for that faint smile
Visible when you are a crescent
Is it a mock at the ignorance of man
Who thinks he knows all about earth
When infact it is you who knows-it-all.
You like us, are a child of our earth
Like a kid never leaving his mother
You orbit around earth faithfully
We are mere mortals, but oh dear moon
You and earth will be together forever.
You have seen the lights of great cities
And the darkness of lands yet alien to man
You may be called 'lune' in some places
'chaand' in others, 'nila' in yet others
Yet you shower your light equally without
Prejudice of any kind, unlike us humans.
You have witnessed the rise and downfall
Of civilizations and nations, big and small.
You know our entire history like no one else
Tell me the secret behind monalisa's smile,
Was there ever a river longer than the Nile?
Was Shakespeare really a woman in disguise?
What colour were Nefertiti's eyes?
You choose to remain silent, as always
You must be mocking at me now, I assume
To think i can get to this other side of you
When great poets and artists have failed.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Love Aaj Kal :P

This is a satire on "Love today" and how lost the youngsters of today are that they would fall literally for "anyone" as is seen at the end. So Enjoyyyy! :)

Waiting in the park with a red rose just for you
Though the grass here is still covered with dew
People outside on the road aren't many but few
I feel like a deserted ship without its crew
Yet I wait here in the hope of meeting you.

Its a dull and cold morning, the sky yet to clear
But today is the Valentine's Day for this year
Though I am nervous, I am without any fear
Of rejection, which my little heart cannot bear
I am still waiting! Where are you my dear?

Though the sun is now high up in the sky
I see not the least signs of you coming by
Perhaps you have stopped at a gift shop to buy
Something special, one that will make me fly
Or are you just hiding nearby, trying to be sly.

Its an enchanting view of the sunset from this park
I take my coat and get ready to leave as its getting dark
This day will remain forever in my heart as a burn mark
The pain induced is greater than any bite from a shark
But I am still hoping to run into you at The Arc.

I return home dejected , the petals of the red rose
had all but one withered in the wait of the one I chose
I check my Gmail in the hope of seeing a "Sorry" mail
None! Only comments on the fan-fiction of Fairy Tail
Something tells me to check my Sent list and I see
I had sent your mail to another addressee
Alas, my bad luck, the mail was sent to my professor
The one who bored us with the theory of compressor
I write a sincere apology letter to the professor in haste,
Else who knows what grim consequences I would have faced
I then look at the picture of you on my desk, my dear Einstein
And Compose a fresh mail for you asking "Will you be my Valentine?"

Monday, February 7, 2011

A page from Elena Gilbert's Diary


Fan-fiction of The Vampire Diaries but drawing the characters from the series.


February 7, Monday
Dear Diary,
This morning I woke up really late and missed my first class. The second class turned out to be boring and I ended up listening to Bonnie and Caroline talk about the new guy in the class whom I had not yet met. His name was Damon Salvatore, and according to them, he was the most handsome guy in Mystic Falls. I could just sit there and wonder what all the fuss was about.
Then I met him during lunch. OMG! He wasn't "just" the most handsome guy in Mystic Falls; he was "the totally perfect guy". I know this is silly because no one can be perfect. But there he was, Damon, a totally perfect guy talking to me. I could feel his attractive aura once close to him. Everything about him attracted me to him; the way he spoke, the way he walked, his hairstyle, his smile. But the best feature were his eyes, light brown in colour and the most beautiful and the most mesmerizing ones I had ever seen. But there was also something creepy about them. They seemed to look deeper into me and read my thoughts, which actually gave me goosebumps. But I guess he wasn't the one to be blamed. It was the weather, maybe.
We became friends within the first half an hour of our meeting itself. The faces of other girls of college was totally worth watching, especially Bonnie's and Caroline's. Their jaws hung in disbelief thinking that I was the one who was the least bit interested in Damon in the start but was already his friend now before anyone of them could even "officially" introduce themselves to him. I felt proud of myself; after all wasn't I Elena Gilbert, the one who always got the best of everything.
We had history that day after lunch and we were taught about the great "Founding families" of Mystic Falls. Guess what! I had known since like forever that Gilberts' were also one of them but I also came to know that Salvatores' were one of them too. This really made me inquisitive and I started questioning Damon about his parents and why they had moved out. But a really strange thing happened. I don't remember exactly what it was I asked, but I strangely felt "influenced" by his eyes and I was forced to change the question and instead started asking him about his favourite authors. But who am I kidding! Maybe I was just too lost in his beautiful eyes that I forgot what reply he had given or even what question I had asked.
We went out to a nearby cafe after class and spent time there together till dinner when he accompanied me back home saying that it wasn't safe for me to stay out after dark. I thought WTH! Wasn't I staying here since my birth. But the look in his eyes were so desperate that I eventually agreed. So he came and dropped me at home. But he didn't step inside my home till I said "Damon, come on in." He just stood outside and kept staring at my door. What a gentleman! Jeremy and Aunt Jenna liked him too. Jenna requested him to stay for dinner but he excused himself out saying he wasn't hungry.
Jenna then told me after Damon had left that our neighbour's daughter had been killed by an "animal" at around 6 in the evening and advised me to be back in home before 5.30 p.m, and to follow this till the police had traced the cause of the attack. I wonder how Damon had sensed the danger in the town.
Anyway now I am back in room feeling very pleasant and happy. Its just Damon on my mind right now. Diary am I really in love or is it just infatuation? I am too sleepy to analyze it now. So good night for today.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

P.S. I DONT Love You

How I had admired you even before seeing you
For your achievements were so many, not few

Then "Jab we met", you became my inspiration

A fool I was to later make you my aspiration.

I knew what I was feeling was impossible and wrong
For I had fixed my mind on waiting for you for lifelong

Only your thoughts were on my mind every single day

Wherever I was, in the bus, on the road or the subway.


So it happened that I forgot about my ambition

A fool I was not to realize it was just an infatuation
My goals moved away from me every second
But, oh my! Wasnt I still strongly beckoned.


But soon enough, thankfully for me, it happened

From my deep sleep I was suddenly awakened.

All my good friends deserve this acknowledgment

Who helped me correcting my wrong judgment.


I am now strong enough to look into your eyes

The ones that had captured me, the ones so wise

My life will now need a new colour value and hue
As I write this with relief "P.S. I DONT Love You."