Saturday 25 July 2015

Empty Shell of Skin...




Wake up…shut down the alarm. Damn snooze button, I can’t see you. Let me sleep for 5 more minutes. Not like I am going to change the world or something. Oh shit! Got late!!  Hurry Hurry!
Phew, got the bus. Let’s check out what’s happening on facebook. Ohh, these guys went to this new place. Must have had a fun time eh. Why do these people feel the need to share it with everyone? Sense of insecurity or what? Dude I know you travel a lot, you don’t need to check-in each time you went to the fucking railway station. Made me realize I never go anywhere. I have been fucking working for 3 years of my life, and I don’t even know what I am doing. Do I like it? Hell no! Am I brave enough to speak up? No! Why? They wanted me to join family business and help my dad out. But I wanted to become an Engineer! Why? I don’t know. Probably it was cool back then when you only had a dream of leading a good life and earning 25K a month and buy new stuff all the time. My friends will be there, will check out new girls n all. Didn’t keep a check on inflation though.  Was 18 when I decided that. Go with the flow, don’t worry! The college is going to be cool! That’s what I was waiting for since my childhood watching these Disney shows. You be with cool people do cool stuff, worry about nothing and life a happy life after that. Anyways, I couldn’t have thought that the dream will lead me here, in this bus, travelling 20Kms away in a ‘flourishing park’ of zombies. The only problem with earning is that you get used to it and the life it gives you. It’s like when you convince your parents that you won’t misuse the internet. You start with the good stuff though, but then you get used to it, browsing, watching videos, then you get addicted to it. Then you think of it as a need, eradicating the concept for which you wanted it for the first place. Now you can’t live without it. Pretty wise people naming it a ‘web’, right?  Also the life you decided 7 years ago. You can’t change that can u? What will people say? The guy still doesn’t know what he wants? How many years does it take to figure out? Aarrgh!! Don’t mess this day. I have decided that I am going to love my work from today. It will give me a good life. Probably its like an arranged marriage, where you don’t know where are you going, but everyone expects you to go and you being a sincere child of your parents, will happily do it! Find a pretty girl, chatting for hours and finally, exchanging vows, by the time when you realize what you have got into, everything changes, and you are not ready for it, and the story goes on.
(Entering the office): “Best place to work award, 2012, we are trustworthy, disciplined …blah blah”. Who gave them the award? What for? Whom did they ask? Never mind. (Entering the lift): “Lift Ettiquetes: Please be polite…., please be patient….., help others…..” Fuck! I am 25 and still being taught how to behave in the lift!! I travel with these people, work with these people and all they do is stare at the mobiles instead of greeting. No one teaches them that eh. May be this identity crisis starts in the office when u realize that you are just one of those 10k people who don’t matter. Everywhere you see, you find the ‘fancy adjectives’, or  goals or vision of the company which you never relate to but you are to remember them! Because that what it is expected from you! That’s when you start to look those words as just words, and not some traits, which you were taught in your childhood. And that’s when you realize the true nature of the world around you. The soul has left and only shell has remained. That’s why I am becoming like this. I always wondered why people told me that I have changed, became more direct, practical (and a zombie). Daily a part of the soul is being converted into a code! Maybe that’s why I have started drinking, trying to revive it, and in turn, realizing that its temporary. Maybe that why they post their stuff on facebook, making attempts for their revival. I should also post something!

Glee..


Hail, Hail the modish man,
The maverick, lean machine
Has all the privileges, of the sphere
yet, is a prisoner of screen

ubiquitous, the beauty, is around
Infinite places, to travel
Yet, he seeks, the contentment in life
within the walls, of pixels

The efficacy of human touch
is today, bound to mere screens
The pleasure, to witness, a smile
has diminished to textual means

The glee of life, meagre as it seems
It does exist, abundantly
Little things, that seem so customary
Is the secret , the covert key

Drenching in the rain, with the folks
Or screaming, dancing wildly
Calling out an old buddy
And blabbering your heart out audaciously

Going to that old beach,
Gazing the twilight, with the one
Walking around, in the park
Enjoying, the morning sun

Visiting the old place, which made u wise
meeting old buddies, whom u fought for a slice
Years go by, but moments are rare
live it fully, u have got ur share... 


The Perfect Life...


"Im neither happy, nor contented
Im not blest, mostly resented
I din get what life offered him
Hez so bright, why am I dim?

What did he do? He gets all the stuff
For him its simple,then why it is tough
All the blessings,he gets,for his prayers
Then why my prayers, fall on deaf ears?

Hez so happy! Just look at his face
His skyz so clear, why ders a haze
All the luck in the world,is his
And whatever I do, failure it is...

He has got everything,that I crave
The perfect life,he will take, wid his grave
What have I done,nothing till now
Wasted everything,broken every vow"

A perfect life,everybody wants
With money,cars,and all the flaunts 
Therez no such thing,as the perfect life
If therez medicine,therez also a knife

U have a life, dats why u feel
Its ur decision,to stand up or kneel
Luck, doesnt exist my friend
Its only ur will,that decides ur end....

What do we want...

The lives of us, are so mundane
Rising with the sun, such a pain
Brawling with the idea of an 'aim'
Still haven't figured out, such a shame

Tik tok tik tok, as it passes by
What i thot yesterday, nw i deny
Baffled, tensed, looking at the sky
Pondering, battling, how? why?

Quietude, secluded, it may seem
Entrapped, it is, with screeches and screams
Unceasing pour of thoughts we get
Yet, scanty, always, is the bucket

Look, he goes, the man of gold
Following his heart, and peace, in his soul
No onus, he carries, must be very light
Walk in my shoes, so heavy, and tight

Its in your head, the burden of thoughts
Takes a great courage, to follow your heart
Walk your way, in the darkest path
Seems arduous, but its a start

The path of life, seems unadorned
You solely decide, the way u want
Diamonds you may find, or, just hay
Someday, surely, it'll be your day!!



Memories...


Up in the mornin, vision was hazy
Eyes were closing ,feelin very cozy
Had nothin to do,studies were done
Feelin de emptiness, der was no fun

Lazy steps, the path, uncertain
Wipin the eyes, opening the curtain
Mirror showed da 'younger' me
Twaz a flash, dissappeared quickly

"Shit!" I said, where did I go?
Jolted to reality, felt so low
Memories, they filled me wid grace
Runnin all over, mind tryin to chase

Mickey, donald, goofy and more
Frnds, they were, said heart's core
Batman, swat cats, were hell cool
Awesome brains wid super tools

Hide and seek, cricket and football
Time was there, so I played all
"Rains!, rains!", I used to shout,
All my friends would come out

Toffees, gums were all I wanted
Colony's 'empty house' was haunted
Slept n woke in different places
Here and there, all smiling faces

My world was there, in moms arms
Shed protect me frm thunderous storms
Everyday was new, fresh as ever
Games we played, repeated dem never

Walking, boring, so I'd hop n jump
Made a sand fort, sittin in da lump
Was killed in action, by plastic guns
Never was tired, aftr all the runs

Everyday, by just sitting in a bench
"Help! Help! Stuck in an avalanche!!"
Each day, there was a new world
Imagining them, my head swirled

Back to today, feeling da pain
free I look, but m tied up to a chain
I lost a life, so awesome nd cool
I've grown wise, but I am a fool
I've grown wise, but I am a fool

Born to die...


From little chuckles, to feeble footsteps
From black and white tv, to LCD
From naps in the lap, to naps to rest..
Our lives are busy as a bee...

In the dawn, the shutter opens
And the shop of life starts early
Till the clock, working so hard,gets tensed
The work comes to an end,nearly

The time, there it goes, so so fast
The race aint over, and i wont be last
Ill try and try and never give up
I am a lion, have to teach my cub

I dun want to stumble, and to fall
There r many above me,but i cant stall
By hook or by crook, the task vl be done
Whether heat or rain,ill run and run

Bang! There I fall, and I look around
Hair turned gray, and still on the ground
People are running,running like hell
What is this feeling? Is it a dwell?

Wealth, i wanted, so lost my health
Yet, health is wealth..i dunno why?
The life i wanted to live, and enjoy
Now that I think, was I born to die?
Now that I think,was I born to die?

Let Go...


They say, ur efforts will be in vain
why are you enduring so much pain
Its ubiquitous, the desert, it wont snow
its time, u should,so please let go
they say, your body, is just a vessel
there's no one inside, this rotten castle
they say, its certain, ur end, but slow
its time, u should,so please let go
they say, im crazy, it makes no sense
the story, u had, its just past tense
your voice, I heard, so long ago
they say its time, so please let go.
still, I can feel, the warmth of ur soul
I felt the diamond, they see,just coal
our bond's strength, theyll never know
thats why they say, please let go
The days ive waited, years ive put
in keeping you alive, to see u on foot
wish you were here, to see the kids grow
please, I dont want, to let you go
I think, its time, cannot hold on
maybe,its time, to live with this thorn
have to move on, with life's flow
Goodbye, my love, im letting u go.....