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Sunday, April 29, 2012

Celeb teachings!

 When I was first told that you can learn from all and sundry, I was quite sceptical, specially the sundry part; but now after joining the banking industry I have learnt that sundry is a very important account, specially when it comes to banking and more importantly the life.

So I took upon a list of things that one can learn from people:

1. SRK: One can learn, how not to talk about subjects which you are not really well versed with; don’t believe me, look at him, he is in far lesser controversies than before.

2. Nirmal Baba: People will listen to any crap advice, and will follow them, if you charge them 10% of their salary. Disappointed smile

3. Paris Hilton: If you have the looks, no matter what you do, you will be missed, so do spend some extra time in gym & some money on the looks, + look good on whatever you are doing, you might be facing camera, who knows!

4. Abishekh Manu Singhvi: Pay & treat your driver(key men) well, they wont have any reason to put your dirty laundry to dry in public.

5. Barak Obama: Get what you could till you can, you may not get a second term. That Nobel prize is quite a thing you know.

6. Shahid Kapoor: Break up can be a blessing in disguise. Don’t hide in your room, meet new people. Winking smile

7. Saif Ali Khan: Hook up may not always be a blessing.

8. Bejan Daruwala: Well, I was told 7 is lucky for me, so I am stopping here. Hope you gain something too! Smile with tongue out

9. Shashi Tharoor: Don't comment on something, using phrases which do not match up with local sensibilities, you might have to give up your elite position and join the cattle club. 

10. N D Tiwari: You are as young as you make your body feel. 

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Just wind; river and moon!

In a small town;
in the country side;
after dark;
after sleep has taken its toll;
In the silence of the night;
by the dark window;
sits a young widow;
with a twinkle in her eye;
calling out to the stars;
with her soothing smile;
looking up to the sky;
as her hair;
take to the air;
a serene beauty;
she does not object;
she does not
run a finger through them;
she closes her eyes;
lets the gentle wind;
feels the breeze;
livening up her smile.
I seat in shadow;
of a tree;
fixed in my gaze;
she served me all morning;
and never did I
see the person;
behind those rough hands;
rough by her karma;
the mundane house work;
fourteen hours behind curtains;
the unbreakable prison;
the invisible chains;
the prison of clothes;
the chains of traditions;
slave by day;
night is hers;
freedom she seeks;
freedom to feel;
just nature;
no lust;
no love;
just wind, river and moon!
that’s all;
what made her smile;
her smile!
Dancing in moon light;
singing all alone
to herself;
till the crack of dawn;
she smiled away;
and then
the prison;
the chains;
recaptured her;
resting her spirit;
she went on working;
working all the day;
not uttering a word;
that sweet voice;
was lost by day;
nor the hero;
neither the villain;
but a mere spectator;
each night;
each day;
and the days to come
and nights to come……..
Just wind; river and moon!

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Hey Lady!

Hey lady!

One with

deep brown eyes;

dancing steps;

Will you be my Valentine?

Hey lady!

One with

cream touch;

singing lips;

Will you hold my hand?

Hey lady!

One with

flowing hair;

uncertain mind;

Will you be mine?

Hey lady!

One with

rosy cheeks;

embarrassed face;

Will you embrace me?

Hey lady!

One with

my heart;

of her own mind;

Will you marry me?

Hey lady!

One with;

my name;

smell of a fresh shower;

Will you walk along with me?

Hey lady!

One with;


graceful ways;

Will you be my Valentine- forever?

Sunday, January 29, 2012

The End!

Is it end of the world?
or is it,
Just me?
That song,
the song,
that made our hearts cry,
with joy,
is being played again
There is no feeling
this time.
Was it you?
The first time,
and I joined in?
Or is it?
Just me?
This time
playing in the rain,
this time
crest fallen in the downpour
I cant hear a thing
other than
the song
what is he saying?
A gun in hand,
its pointed
at me.
Its not a dream,
It can’t be shaken away
He is smiling
unlike you
yours was
the one to die for
Why am I not with you?
When was last time?
I saw your face?
not this morning
not yesterday
at dinner
I was with you
but not with you
its been a long time
I have been running
running a race
is it time?
Time to lose?
Have I lost you?
have lost the time
I should have been with you
Where am I?
Is this our bed?
No, this seems harder,
on the edge
of something
something grey
dry brown!
I am moving,
rolling over,
Is he kicking me?
He is,
That grass
looks greener
on other side
other side of street
We picnicked once there
It was so much fun
It is,
When did it all start?
When did it all went wrong?
When did I make a false move?
I had not planned to be here
We had not dreamed this
Is it the end
Can’t I go back
He is pointing the gun
at me,
my eye
Here you are,
besides me,
I am all wet,
Was it?
Just a dream?
Why is there a bullet in my hand?

Sunday, January 8, 2012


Na kuch tumne kahan,
na kuch humne kahan,
buss chupki liye hum,
zindagi bitate chale gaye,
tum apne karmose,
hum apne karmose jujte chale gaye,
kabhi hum dost the,
aaj bhi hain;
par dosti kahin gum hain,
kisi mod pe,
takrayenge kabhi hum,
toh kya pehchan hogi
ek duge ki?
na jane,
ban jayenge
jigri dost bhi
yun kabhi.......
ek shabdh, ek awaz
ek pal ki duri na thi kabhi
phir kya pata
ek pal bhi dekhenge
ek dujhe ko bhi
Na kuch tumne kahan,
na kuch humne kahan,
samay ki duri hai
mushkil badi
hath mile
kya dil milenge abhi
kya wo halki si muskan
banegi tahako ki hassi
chutkiyo main plan honge 
kya phir kabhi?
bin bole
kya samjhenge 
wo baat unkahee?
ya phir
busss yunh hi
bhul jayenge
wo sath bitaye 
pal sabhi
ya phir koi banayenge
yadgar koi?
Na kuch tumne kahan,
na kuch humne kahan,

Sunday, December 4, 2011


Raj was getting bored, rather was missing his girl friend, still in stage when he would miss her all the time, when she was not there. It was still early in love.

Out of nothing else could be done unless he hears her sweet voice, he calls her.

Triiiiiinnnnngggg Triiiiinnnnnnnggggg…….

She did not pick the 1st call up and Raj was just able to sit in his bed and hear all the 13 rings ring in vain.
Raj: “Why is she not picking up the damn phone?”

With greater resolve to get through this time, he calls her up again.

Triiiiiinnnnngggg Triiiiinnnnnnnggggg…….

Again 12 rings go by, and as the time nears for the 13th and the last ring, a drop of sweat dribbles down Raj’s forehead, he contemplates on giving up, and then with new found determination from depths of his love, for her, he wills the phone to be picked up.

And……..she picks up the phone, and …….keeps the receiver down on the side.

Raj is devastated.

Raj: “Helloo! Hellow!!!”

No answer.

Raj: “Helloo!!!”

Click…….phone goes to engage tone.

Raj: “She, my beloved Ritu; does not want to speak with me any more, she does not want to be with me any more, she is breaking up! She is dumping me! Why! Why does this happens only with me? Only me!”

No, she is not that kind of girl, Ritu is not like Ritika, she is not the kind of girl who would leave me. Is she? One more time….I will try calling her 1 more time.

Engage tone.

Raj is devastated, storms out of the room and as is not able to think clearly, as always turns to his best friend to drown out all sorrow. He makes it for the strongest beer available near his place. And sooner than ever he is down for the count, his senses have gone.

Raj: “What am I supposed to do! My life is over, I can not live without her! It’s all Rahul’s fault, he offered her chocolate, din’t he! So she has fallen for him! I should have beaten him up, before, but its not that late now! Rahul get ready, I am coming.”

Stumbles out of his seat, and somehow reaches the society where Rahul stays.

Raj: Shouts at top of his voice “Rahul! You f**king d**k! Come out, I am going to hit you!”

Rahul the hot headed macho man comes out and one punch does it, Raj is cold out for hours, transported back to his room by his friends, who are quite puzzled by his behaviour.

After about 3 or 4 hours, in middle of night, Raj wakes up with a head ache, partly due to hang over and partly due to punch to head. And as he tries to make sense of it all, some part of the night comes back to him.

Raj: “Why am I alive? I should be dead! I can not live without Ritu and neither can I fight for her! I should be dead! It is time to end this misery!”

Raj stands in his gallery, looking over the night lights of his city, and remembers one of his Sir’s words

“Life can look ironically beautiful when you are at the end of it.”

And decides to make one last call, call to his Sir.

In middle of night, rather approaching dawn, phone is picked up in 1st ring.

Sir: “Is this the time to call! Are you in right sense of your mind? By the way, who are you?”

Raj: “I am Raj, Sir. And I am committing suicide.”

Sir: “Why?” So he is really not in right sense of his mind.

Raj: “Ritu has dumped me, she is not picking up my calls, I can’t live without her.”

Sir: “Hmmm….. I Will try and talk to her, put your suicide on hold till I call you back. Is it ok?”

Raj: Like a person who has given up hope. “Ok.”

Sir thinks for a minute and calls up Raj’s friend, and directs him to check on Raj, and do anything that is possible to get him to safety.

Next call to Ritu…


The call is picked up even before the 1st ring has completed 1/4th of its normal duration.

Ritu: “Hi Raj, My parents are here could not talk to you in evening, cant meet you tomorrow, please bear with me.”

Sir: “Ritu; I am not Raj, but that fool is going to commit suicide right now, thinking you have dumped him. Please call him.”

Ritu: “Sir; Sorry Sir!”

Sir: “Will you be able to call him?”

Ritu: “I am not sure!”

Sir: “Ok.”

1st thing Ritu does is calls Raj up, and tells him….

Ritu: “I am not dumping you, I love you, my parents are here, talk to Sir.”

Then sir’s call comes in.

Sir: “Raj; did you get Ritu’s call?”

Raj: “Yes, sir! Sorry Sir!”

Sir: “Did you understand what happened?”

Raj: “No Sir, but Ritu loves me!”

Sir: So fool stopped listening after the love part! Sigh! “Ok! That is good, but listen carefully now, are you there?”

Raj: “Yes Sir!”

Sir: “Ritu’s parents are here, they are staying with her, so no call’s or meeting her till few days. Ok? Did you understand?”

Raj: “Yes Sir!”

Sir: “What did I say?”

Raj: “No calling Ritu, no meeting her, till her parents go.”

Sir: Phew! “Ok! Now give phone to Rahul.”

Raj gives phone to Rahul.

Rahul: “Yes Sir?”

Sir: “Stay with the fool, in-case he tries anything foolish, like climbing her compound gate.”

Rahul: “Yes Sir.”

Raj is finally asleep, with an unproductive day added to his long list of unproductive days.

Moral: Do not assume situation you are in, based on your past experience alone.

Thursday, October 6, 2011


He was a Hero;

of this era;

I would have liked to be;


He always said;

be yourself

follow your heart!

He brought life

to his


Took it to highs!

Only to be


From him

He kept on fighting;

never ever

did he gave up!

Springed back!


When ever

His critics;

His enemies;

wrote him off!

For he had;





To keep going!

Without him;

his dream stumbled;

Without his dream;

he stumbled;


they were united;

To Take on the world!

To change the world!

To live behind;

a legacy!


In its time.

Disowned at birth;

loved by billions in life;

February 24, 1955 – October 5, 2011.

Steve Jobs & his Apple.

I have hated Apple company for evicting Steve in first place, and when he got back I have not liked it’s product for putting a price tag on all the things other than the instrument it self. But still, Steve & his Apple did shape the tech world and its path from Windows to Android, all followed what Steve’s vision! In end, it looked liked he knew long back, that it was his time, handing over reins of his dream, in real sense was hint enough. Salute to him.