What are you..???

I would want to know…

An expression’s soul…

A vivid sketch

An answer unasked

Or a play of words…

 

Rhythm’s melody,

An encompassed symphony

 

A pulsating beat...

Or radiating heat

 

A game of thoughts…

Well garnished retorts

 

A jogger’s flight…

A singer’s delight…

 

A painter’s vision…

Nuclei’s fission

 

Depth of field, 

Slow shutter speed 

 

A child’s desire,

A notch set higher..

 

An Unsolved mystery

An uninitiated history

 

An archaeologist’s search

Laughter’s mirth

 

a grip of trust,

a cheese filled crust.

 

A creative insight

On a starless night

 

A nick in time

Freezing... Sublime…

Rocky :*

         I have always been against dakku watching the same ol Rambo, James bond and rocky series when ever it is aired… why do men like such violence, why cant they be normal n watch sometime other like too.. Handling dakku has always been difficult, u knw how dads are, its like jumping into a quiet volcano mouth, n u never know wen its gonna erupt, so I keep quiet, yeh hi nahi… drums rolls, entering kuku, my bro… OMG.. he is soo annoying, he is always ready to give good takkar to dakku wen I am the victim… :P

         One Sunday the rocky series happened to be aired, n both of the leading men in my life planned to enjoy it together… oh noooooooooooooo, why Sunday, why not saturdayyy, gaya Sunday waste… so since I had no other option but to watch a movies,,, sorry movies full off dishum dishum…I had too does anybody remember I’m a gal..???? why do thses two treat me as their fellow buddy, the idiot buddy,, u know jiska hamesha fun karte hai… dat type.. soo arey wait, one more thing, no one ws present home but we threeee… imagine the scenario, poor me with the two dakkus.. soo wat happened next was, the subtitles were vsisble n rocky 1 started… it was literally not at all interesting…I almost dozed off, but than my over excited dakku with a very proud and m so gr8 expression asked me how did I find the movies.. wat do u think my ans would be…???? Yeah rote.. I said its was fab… well inside I was screaming torturee…. :/

           Rocky II began & I was again planning to close my eyes when something caught my attention… it was when he ends up being endorsing spokesperson in a Beast After-Shave TV commercial, costumed first as a brutish caveman with a club. But the filming turned out to be a disaster when Rocky couldn't properly pronounce the words on a cue card ("Smeel mainly" instead of "Smell manly"), and his sub-par reading skills caused his acting to be robotic and unconvincing. After many takes, failed scenes, and four wasted hours, the exasperated director (John Pleshette) changed the set to a boxing ring, but Rocky - as "The Contender" - continued to flub his lines while reading the "dummy cards." Sensing criticism, Rocky explained that he had "a relaxed brain, but I ain't punchy...It's just the way I talk." He personally clashed with the director: "This whole thing here ain't right...You're a rude guy. I'm trying very hard and you're being rude" and then agreed to quit, pleasing the frustrated director, who considered Rocky un-professional and untrained: "This is a complete bust. The whole afternoon...You cost us thousands of dollars because you can't read." Later that night in bed next to Adrian, Rocky practiced reading to Adrian - telling her: "Bein' a good reader's gonna help me get a good office job." She tried to encourage him with compliments: "You read nice."

          I was dat super cute, I mean he is an apt man.. Strong outside and a innocent soul within… later part is that its one of my fav movies… in fact m so in love with the character rocky... now I kinda love watching it, n annoy the hell ouuta the two of them :P

It’s a neutral ways to make them taste their own medicines…

But seriously, Rocky is jus soo awesome J                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

stayin Alive B)

Staying Alive...

It ain't just a hobby...
It’s something I love to pursue on a daily basis.

Day to day happenings in our country remind me of Ogden Nash’s poem, “This is gonna hurt just a li’l bit”..Only that ‘Lil Bit’ keeps swinging between the extremes of “Nothing at all”…& “Beyond Expression”. Of course you start wondering as to who measures how much is little…

I really don’t think we need to worry about the aftereffects of Global warming..In Fact humans are giving a tough takkar to the nature & doing a much better job at annihilation…
We seem to be having a festive season..with the color of the season being RED….In color therapy, it is said that when one starts feeling lethargic, one should include more of red in one’s Life…Maybe the forces are too tired of the sluggish nature of our democracy

As a natural process of evolution, man evolved steadily to be at the apex of Intricately woven Food Web.. Gradually, he learned to tame the savage within, channeling his energies for constructive purposes, enabling him to progress & be superior to the rest. 
It’s often said that its this unique ability of realization of one’s potential to create as well as to destroy that has chosen him to be different…Unique..than all other living beings of the Animal & Plant Kingdom put together..

But looking at the current trend of events..I wonder..if we have achieved everything…
Is there no room for further progress?..
Have we reached the Ultimate pinnacle of Growth?

I ask so..because..one only stops constructing a building..when its completely built..finished..then there is nothing more to do…

If not, then Y are we reverting back to being feral again? Y are we engaging in mindless pursuits of making a battalion of clones?


If you are willing to discard your innate self and don the clonic avatar of the winner(majority)..then u might get ur passport to Live…
Otherwise..
Living isn’t quite an option one can consider having..in the long run…

According to Alfred Wegener’s Continental Drift theory..all the present landmass found on Earth were initially a part of one single mass known as Pangaea..which slowly fragmented & started drifting away..(n are still doing so)..to form..the present map of Earth.. As Earth is spherical, they will eventually come back..to join together..maybe not in the same form..but they'll be an integral unit back again. Similarly, it’s speculated that as the Universe is curved and we started from Singularity, all the energy & matter might come back to form Singularity albeit with some changes..

CYCLE OF nature…
Not probable to reflect on humans?

Well…, we spent millenniums forming a civilization, and refining it…and bringing it to the present day level…covering an entire spectrum of 180degrees and now..as its own reflection, we seem to be covering the remaining semicircle…in the reverse motion…
Going back to the basics…
End of a cycle..or birth of a new beginning?
As per Einstein’s famous Equation
E = mc2
It’s a known fact, that when there is matter-energy conversion…it’s impossible to have O% loss…
And when there is a loss..U can never have the integral unit as it was..earlier..ever back again..
We never know..how long we can be a part of the change..which we ourselves are furiously etching on the whirlpools of Life..

Like Spidey’s Uncle said…“Power to change Lives comes with a colossal responsibility”
& when its devoid of it,…
Then it eventually ends up being the final nail to one’s own coffin…..

History keeps on repeating itself..
& So Do I. incessantly…
some more..&
I shall become an integral part of it.

Love...

LOVE…

Love is always patient and kind

Just a little jealous

It is never boastful or conceited

It is never rude but slightly selfish

It does not take offense...

It is not resentful,

Love takes no pleasure in other people's mistakes,

But delights in the truth

It is always ready to excuse,

Trust, hope and endure

Whatever it comes…

In a SOUP... Ya PICKLE... Watevr u want it to be.. duh :/

Wrote this last month
when I figured, on doing a net search after each brainstorming session...,
each of my well planned idea...was already put into action...by some creative agency/institute or the other..
"Your best idea is already copyrighted." hey bhagwan... love u sooooooo much :I
sometimes it ain't fun when too many minds think alike at the same time..
not when a submission is due...

When it happened for the tenth time in a row. After a period of 3 sleepless nights. This ensued...

Bhagwaanji,
do u get any sadistic pleasure...doing all this... :/
ki problem hai batao..toh?
..just when I thought I did a good job handling the crisis situation..did u air lift n put me in midst of a tsunami..n after all that swimming..when I..puff ..pant..reached the shore...u made the land under me give away,leaving me...fall into the abyss of the crack..made by the earthquake...
zindagi ke saare stress situations aap mujhe hi kyu dete ho...:X
damn..
Do I entertain u so much...???? is it???? inni badi cartoon toh nahi hu.. puh-lease..!!! ab bhi na basss.. :/

aapka bhi solid hai...
I must be the part of ur fav earth game...
fetter D
n see...how I pull myself through..
U know God, labyrinth gets hackneyed after a point...n I think…U shouldn't play favorites (wow!!!what an honor..for being the apple of Ur eye{ummmm..not a time to be sarcastic?}..Steve Hun, are u in the same boat..., though I hope u get well soon…Apple is tasteless without U)
SIGH..
Yeah U guessed it right God..
M still game...
I know U want me to go on...what a way to test my creativity...chal..challenge accepted..bus ..ab yeh last wala..let's see if I can make a better one than I scribbled last night...
Yea..I still love U
Tum bhi naa...upar aane do...Dekh loongi aapko...
n dare u evade my Qs..i need all my answers... :)
back to CCD.. Gaia...Earthhhh**(^_^)**

Oh yeah...though Glad it was this way..

atleast i nagged n nagged myself to get not the best but def not the ordianry outta me... somtimes.. well yes somtime... only i think its a must so that one truly know what he or she is worthy off( well not all the time god... so don get wrong ideas) n ya thank u shank u... :)
the 11th Idea worked wonders to the final outcome... yabada doooooooo ..... :P

WHaT's wid WoMeN..??????

What’s with women..??????

     No seriously… This is a topic of serious debate

Inception Of the thought: Finding Arjun Kapoor appealing in Ishqaazade..!!! :P

            Why on the earth PARMA..??? he looks as if he had his last bathing session century ago…I mean I absolutely detest untidiness, dirt, filth, abusive language…. Yuckkk, euuu, chiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ya…!!!  How is it possible????

            Oh yeah, I think I know… is the trend of nice, hubby material, clean, well shaved, well behaved, gentleman type, educated, smart, classy men FADING OUT??? & the trend of rugged, adventurous, crass, violent, bad, over grown stubble, dirty, etc etc  etc creeping in..??? Is it????????

            I have seen & hard many n many of my gilries n gals while traveling in trains, goin gaga over Jacob Black, Parma, Vijay Dinanath Chauhan, etc etc etc… bad boys… oh yeah baby, the bad, cow boy type.. ;)( a piece of cake.. no gal like a good boy, all go crazy over the bad ones..) Lets not get into its.. kinda slimey :P… But den I have always idealized my man to be smart (even after opening his mouth… I hate ppl who talk s***), Presentable, sophisticated, classy. Some one who pulls the chair out for his lady or opens the car door type wala, but is Parma.. any which way even a percent I want my man to be..? No, not at all… ABIG NOOOO..!!!

             Poor guys ya… nobody… even we woman don know what we want… if I myself have no idea what I’m looking for, I can’t figure out what to opt for.. if this stuff is soo diff for me, imagine how difficult and cumbersome it be for the guys in love??? :?

             But I guess, I’ll go with the flow, its not like I’m in love with him, isn’t it???

Its just a lil something… mabbe attraction.. I’ll get over…

             ZAPPPP… I am confused…

 

           Anyway, All know, Its impossible to understand a woman.. soo, chodo yaar, inna wada prob thodi hai... ?????

           pssssssssssssss....

*So dudes around the world.. keep striving ;) :P :D

Wats your EeeSmiLlLeEeEeE..????? :)

Levels of smiles..
Pirates wala smile. .)
The toothy grin smile.) the min u see it, flee!!! u r in trouble.. boss bajta hu tera band ruk type.. 





Smirk/Smug : (I love this one:D)
1) 'The know-it-alls' have it on during a lecture ;P
2) Also jab koi badi badi fekta hai and u think, "aaja saale maidaan pe,tujhe abhi dekhaata hoon"
3) "U FOOL, Don't u know I'm tolerating thee"



Plastic smile
the one that threatens to giveaway your actual emotion that u cant possibly portray


  Sammy's Smile:
The one Sammer Had before his "eligible bachelor profile" was floated around in College ka campas



Puss in the boot smile:
Innocence se tapkta hua..Be wary of this one’s think you are helping a poor fool and end up realizing you are the one who is fooled :P



Sweet sad smile:
Caught between two things. U want to do one thing, but u end up doing the other..



Nirvana Smile:
the one u have on ur face after u finally get to pee after 4hrs of a hold up...Beats everything.
the problem is, that the goofy grin tends to be there on ur face for sooo long, that ppl on the streets wonder if u have been hit on the head


Mischievous smile:
the one u have after u have committed ur greatest deed of joy and then smile n challenge the person to find out about it.





Aishwariya Rai Smile:
Its the fake smile, threatening to be a thunderous roaring laughter where the fakeness overflows so much so that u feel like flinging her own hand bag at her. Its a higher degree of plastic smile..

N then comes thye baby smile, my fav, the best, n i love it... something that freezes you.. holds you, makes you forget everything... we all love it..

I wish I had enough smiles to depict all... 
n neway, smile smile n smile.... coz well well well.... don xpect me to tell u all... dats not my job,, but still... smile... :) :) :) *(^_^)* (:(:(:

well well well

 

What would appear black... if the night turns white??? :p ;) :)

The Unknown Dead

The drops like crystal;

Soothing the bare cover.

Feel them rolling as though touched by a lover

Comes the desire of being caressed

Angels welcoming the dreams dressed.

Rhythm pouring into my ears,

Love the love have no fear.

Comes in the nest with a shine

As the first ray of the sun line.

Passion of being happy and free,

Lush greens cluster together with glee;

Smile is as gold as hay

Unexpected and unwished will be out of the way.

My tender cover feeling the warmth

Surrendered seemingly in the breeze’s arms…

Spread arms with the call of joy;

Unwind the joyous memories like a toy.

I’m the unseen for the seen

My touch and presence they can’t feel.

Why am I different from the being?

I dwell with all but never spoken to.

I am never noticed cracking crystals,

Shaking beds, unlocking doors, banging metals…

Why they act unseen to me?

Why don’t they punish me?

Unseen are my happiness, my tears, my presence.

Neither can they sense my fragrance.

My nerves are numb, heart beats are dumb.

Why are they scared from me?

This moment; I walked across

The dark lobby and saw a mirror of life.

But, lost the present sense of mind

When saw no reflection of mine on the mirror down the line…

(The above poem is about a spirit who dwells in a house with a family…but unfortunately doesn’t know himself that he is dead…and is now a spirit…He is all happy but gets irritated with the undigested incidents that happens with him in the house… He encounters the truth when; frustrated;…he steps in front of the mirror and notices no reflection of his’…on the mirror down the line..!!)

Angels exist...

...Its You..!!
This thought came alive on the day I thought it was all over. But it never is, the journey never ends... and so the inception of the above linked note :)
I feel blessed to have my Angels around me. I know in my Life, I always get things the hard way, once that I prove it, that I'm totally worthy of the goal I seek, do I get the pleasure of journeying and fulfilling it.

But then, when I sit down to count the blessings in the form of angels around me, my toughest of setback seem like a fresh new start, my resilience to survive, to realign that I'm Alive.

If God have gifted me one amour, one weapon against all odds, it's the gift of love and family, who surround me.
For once…expressions fail me, my words stand still, I really don't know what to say, than give you a warm embrace and say, I love you ...!!
*(^_^)*

A Dance With Life...

No barrier at all , 

I was dancing to the rhythm of my heart...

All with a smile , i was bouncing on toes,

no fear of being hurt...

Through the wet grass,
I was breathing alive with glee...

Dressed in white with my white sole,

I raised my hands to the cloud...

To say that I'm free...

I smiled, Laughed & giggled with the blossoms,

Tickling myself with the shiny droplets...

Borrowed from the pond.

The breeze was gushing music into my ears...

Lifting me up high to whirl.

The rhythm was as sweet as the strings...

As Exciting as the thudding beats.

I was succumbed to the music of contentment...

as somewhere I could hear the world,

giving an ovation.

I desired the clouds lay a chance...

to dance on its path,

And there I was dancing on white clouds...

with twirl and twinkle.

I stretched my arms to touch the breeze ...

feeling the coldness on my feet.

The day is perfect where I'm dancing free.

 I took another leap witha  glee of dance,

and touched down a dark mist.

I took a whirl and fell on that thorny cloud...

bruised and hurt I couldn't dance anymore.

My sight was getting blur with tears...

painfully I can feel the warm blood on my skin.

Music was still alive with my hands,

reaching out for help.

A lighting flashed and i was in the arms of an Angel,

Looking into my eyes with a smile of peace,

I closed my eyes, held him tight...

And we whirled together up high.

I was resting my head on his shoulder...

Recovering the pain of my wounds.

My soul was fully content when he released with love...

As I was falling down on a small mist,

I lied on that soft cold mist...

Seeing that Angel smiling with love...

A drop of tera rolled down,

When I realized the Angel showering blossoms on me...

I closed my eyes and smiled in my last Beauty sleep...