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.

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?"

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.