Hazaaron Khwaishen Aisi....

Reh jaati hai dil mein ek kasak banke....
aadhi adhoori si koi chahat
Ummeed jiski ki thi poori
Bas reh jaati hai uski aahat

Jindagi behti hai, Kaarwan chalta hai
Kainaatein milti hai, Khuda bhi milta hai
Bas reh jaati hai ek chaah aadhi adhoori
poori- poori

Is chahat ki koi bandish nahi par
ghulti rehti hai dil mein
Chubhti hai kabhi kabhi
Gir jaatti hai kuch khushiyon mein

Sookhi.....Kachchi Khwaab
Neendon ko poora kar jaati hai
par jindagi mein ek kasak chor jaati hai

Behti hui yeh bhi
ek ek kar hazaaron hui chali jaati hai....

Moment by Moment

This is a borrowed idea that blends with the wandering philosohy of my life.....
Im too pleased with myself.... Im not planning...Im not predicting, Im not making reservations, Im jus flowing by the wind......
'coz I wanna enjoy each moment, each micro moment, each bit of life....each moment...... filhaal.......
(Borrowing these lines from FILHAAL: I couldn't replace them with my poor writing skills)

Pehle se likha kuch bhi nahin
Roz naya kuch likhti hai tu
Jo bhi likha hai, dil se jiya hai
Yeh lamha filhaal jee lene de

Maasoom si hasi, bevaja hi kabhi
Honton pe khil jaati hai
Anjaan si khushi baheti hui kabhi
Saahil pe mil jaati hai

Yeh anjaana sa darr
ajnabi hai magar
Khoobsurat hai jee lene de
Yeh lamha filhaal jee lene de

Dil hi mein rehta hai, aankhon mein baheta hai
Kaccha sa ek khwaab hai
Lagta sawaal hai, shaayad jawaab hai
Dil phir bhi betaab hai

Yeh sukun hai to hai,
yeh junoon hai to hai
Khoobsurat hai jee lene de
Yeh lamha filhaal jee lene de ...

Hail Gulzaar!

Managing WILD MRINU

its been difficult managing my persona life.... I have this sacred knack for being careless, forgetful and lazy when it comes to handling my personal life......

At MICA there was hardly any trauma like this... there were voices that woke me up on time, shouts to put off my lights and take rest.... and friends who meticulously took care about everything and anything.......

I never though did this habit affect my Professional life... I ws always on time there.... doing the right things...

But yes I ve grown, grown to manage myself....

Can't imagine me waking up in the morning on time... and scheduling things at the personal front........

Maybe now ZINDAGI ROCKS!

A Desparate Attempt

Im back.. I was thinking that its quite a time that I have been missing this fun....
Yes fun it is to vomit the truth... to refresh .....so I dont need a cup of coffee anymore... not that I care... I dont drink coffee.....except when Kalpana or Hari make it... and believe me they brew it well...

Blogging has aways been an easy way talk... as there is no counter talk happening so its easy...

Well well the philosophy may go on...

its been an unfazed lazy worklife for me.... not that I am extremely efficient... but off late I realise that I could beat mediocrity with time...

They indeed have a linear relationship and a negative one too...

Naah I shouldnt be talking all about wrk......

Death of a DREAM......and many more....

DREAMICA is over!
but the love of it will go on....
The strong urge to see MICA strolling in success
both academic and professional
infact in all its endeavors....
suddenly seems to strike me....
Maybe...this new freeness from the dream
and the foray into reality wants me to ponder
on how many ways can I add to the glory of my Institute....
No I am not going to discuss any bit of it today...
but can't control my random thoughts...
So I flow...

Back at home ... I am eating less, sleeping more..
and still adding weight......
All my plans fr a date with Cal is failed...
I lost on the Jabalpur trip tooo....
sigh...and my train ticket...too is bothering me....
don't want to leave this forum on such an arbid note ......but
I have a loose end too.....

The First Pinch

'Tis growing bit by bit
The feeling of parting with friends
with neighbours,with custodians
with people whom I have shared my two years
The feeling of leaving MICAIts making me restless!
Its growing.......leaving me sad and denied of this world
Some of the faces maybe I shall see no more
Some whom I claim to be my soulmates may not be there with me
I am indeed restless
Whom should I thank and what for?
I never thought that this death was so early a coming!
That departure was indeed "The Truth"
I sigh and gasp for some wisdom
Maybe some counter rationality that whatever is happening is happening for better!
But why is my heart stuck at my past?
How long will I long for my past and bask in its ruins?
How long shall I avoid the constant change in my present?
How long shall I neglect my future and accept the fact that it is indeed time to go?
I think I shall take a while....a while....a piece of time away from truth to re-enter it with a stronger heart!
Until then......sigh....sigh...

Everybody Talks about my Big Fat Belly.....

I am a little pissed with myself. why?
My big fat belly.... which has become the talk at MICA!
People tell me get rid of it: EXERCISE!
EAT LESS! SLEEP LESS!...........
I'd rather start listening.... how long can I hail my excuse?
See, when it comes to food I really
can't control.....baba don't we live to eat?
And exercise; my doctor has asked me
to stay away from exerice.... at least for a month(there goes..)
and I lov sleeping!
any other excuse... not really!
Excuse... excuse..excuse....it that what really maketh me......
I sometimes wonder if I am bearing the Pinnocio Curse...
the more I put excuses... the larger my belly becomes....
and I don't get a pat on my back for doing good.....
I get a slap on my Tummy!
Lemme try to.....put the exuse away from my life......
but will I not need another excuse to put away this one?
..........................please excuse me while reading this.................

Prawn Thursday....

A Placement Treat
and My retreat into an act
so popular with me in Cal....
eating of course! What did you think?
Oh... I can still feel my belly....
stuffed full of prawns!
Thanx to the BIRD FLU.....
oh and I love the burp! even though
Vikram and Abhijit may hate me for this......
But yes the burp.....
reminding me of an evening well spent!

Still My excuse.....

Catastrophe..... my 1st blog without a word......
So, even I have given in to the excuse....
Or is it subtle influence............

Temptation indeed. An excuse....
to cut away a piece of time from work!
And I am happy for having done that.

But am I thrilled......