Sunday, December 21, 2014

Mind Without Fear

Wish the freedom of wings,
through path that follows,
moles of religion,
insanity and hatred,...
Wish the freedom of speech,
that lays fundamental justification
boundary that is narrow and curve
goal that follow euthanasia of humanz..
Wish the freedom of expression,
swallow the rage against race...
white upholds stained red...
pigeon flies below vest.......
Wish the freedom to choose..
the courage to follow the peace..
kills the sanity of fear..
between love and tears...
Wish the freedom of weak..
to depend on pillars of strength..
who upholds trust..
rather than lust...
Wish the freedom of mind,
free from quest and power..
where it controls production..
of integrity and justice..
Wish the freedom from boundaries
from red tape to red blood
that surrounds common man,
from nobels of humour,

Friday, October 24, 2014

The Fear in Me

The Rudeness in me..
the swamp in my face..
do not turn me for a love..
that valued none..
The Fear in my eyes..
choking my epiglottis..
desire to express..
fear of commitment...
The past i seen..
future i bestow..
present i choose..
cared me none...
Life is one...
wealth is virtue.
truth is desire..
Love is none..
Eyes speaks lots..
Voice feel choked..
Heart says adieu..
You are hopeless
Dreaming of smile..
Crying from divine..
Soul that soothes..
Fear of being Loved...

Sunday, July 13, 2014

How Indian Multiplexes Teaches Patience to Moviegoers


1. You must have brought ticket online, choosing your seat, sometimes corner when you are with someone special or middle of the row, to watch the film in full view / you are in a long queue ( You are that species on earth who not having a urge to spill out bookmyshow on your browser), and you found out , all tickets are over, or available in separate places

2. Now you are waiting for the security to let you inside again you are standing in a long queue, you found that you are lucky that security did not found your cigarette, gutka, chocolate, water bottle etc, when you are checked in and you are equally embarrassed when the security person is smiling and delightfully touching unethical places with metal detectors

3. You are inside the waiting area, and waiting for the Bais/Bhaiyas to clean up the shit people spooked inside the screen of the earlier show, meanwhile you tried your patience to grab some eateries only to find that two samosas having a same taste in all over Indian Multiplexes cost you 60 Bucks, a Coke of 100 Bucks and over that you have to carry the food inside the screen, where already 100's of people are standing in from of the screen door to open

4. As the eatery joint denied having a tray, you are carrying your samosa on one hand and coke on the other, your long wait is over , screen door opened, as we Indians used to grab our seat in Trains, we are very impatient to get inside the screen as fast as possible, a lady just dropped her popcorn,

5. As finally you are happy , proud and all adjectives that make you feel win, to find your seat early, you are again comfortably have to bend your knees to allow others to get inside the row, if you are seating in first seats of any row

6. You are decimated with Vajradanti Toohpaste, Ads to make you fair and finally Smoking is dangerous, you are waiting for first munch of your samosa then suddenly our national anthem starts you are already late to stand up and still thinking to carry the samosa or keep it on seat

7. As the Hero Enters, loud cry of a child just dampened your mood to clap, you desperately want the child to Shut the f**k up,

8. As the heroine gives her first smile shot , the food delivery guy gets in in front of you to deliver neighbors samosa (You were not aware of this), but you missed her smile

9. You suddenly realized you shelled a big money on a shitty bollywood remake of a english movie, and the Hall wallah's have not shown a single Trailers

10. In interval you saw again the vajradanti toothpaste ad, so you decide to pee , as you came back your freind told you missed that trailed which you wanted to see big screen

Sunday, June 29, 2014

Open Letter to Dad

Dear Dad,

Hii, it is so uneasy even to say "Hii" to you, because I never asked you, " How are you?",
I never asked you because i also thought of you being the strongest person on earth, you were like superman,
you can do wonders, you never cry, you had solutions and you never shared emotions,

I am staying very far away from you, I know when you call me at night everyday before you sleep, you must be feeling annoyed that i dont talk much when you call, you must have slept with a feeling that , your son doesn't love you, may be dad i ashamed of myself that i am not 1% of you,

Dad look at yourself, you are still fit, you had a savings, you had raised a son to stand on his own feet, you have a lovely wife, but you had expectations,

you wanted me to excel in study, i just managed to do well could not excel,
you wanted me to play football, i had a hell lot of video games to choose from,
you wanted me to do government job like you do, i argued of self satisfaction being in the job I am,

but dad truth is, I earn more than, you earned in your initial career, but you could save money, I could not,
you have a lovely wife , my mom, she loves you because you are perfect, I though have series of relationships, i could not manage because I am not perfect like you,
You had solutions to everything, I find solutions in internet and then could do nothing,

Dad, you never raised hand on me, you never shouted on me,
I remember those days when you had a Bicycle, you used to take me for a ride in evening, i used to cry whenever i sit on that rod between the handle and seat, you could not see me crying and adjusted a soft seat for me,
Dad , trust me today if i have to do this for my kids, i have to wait till weekend, I am not sure which shop in this big city will have this thing to mend,

Dad, I was raised in a very small town, we together dreamed of me working in big city, but dad I have no friends here, in this crowded big city , were i earn a lot, i am not in peace as you are, I am not fit as you are, i am not Mr. Perfect as you are,

Dad that day , you paid a visit to me in my so called big city, your eyes was moist seeing my latest Car, but at the same time you were sad because i eat outside daily, Dad i know you are also aware of my bad habits of smoking, still you kept silent, you did not raised hand when you found the Cigarette packet from my pocket,

Dad you should have hit me, you should have given a piece of your mind, may be in your place i would have kicked my son, but you were aware that i am grown up and know what is good and what is bad, but dad i am not sure till date what is good and bad,

Travelling across India, new place, new faces though made me tough to adjust in any situation dad, but i am alone and lonely in this crowd, i still need you every hour , i still need you to hold my hand, because still i fear to cross the road,

Dad,
Forgive me for not asking "How are You"
Because i just cant say lie to you like i lie to mom" I am not Fine"


Your's Son,