of temptations.......

Those eyes, magnificent they are, free like the skies
Captivated, I drew close, maddened and overjoyed,
The prisoner, who escapes and sights motherland....
The silver arrows, rushing to the earth from gray bows....

Those eyes, pools of love, set fire to bare ice
Keep me warm, keep me loved, slightest the gaze
I ask of it its sculpture in stone, living forever,
etched in all hearts, on a pedestal deified

Those eyes, sad they can be, tears but dries
Have i hurt them so ? Am i loved  no more ?
Deep though they are, gray they now be
Like the moon that is luminous but cold in its ease........

Those eyes, they betray, a poison, a sea of lies !
They are two rings of cold fire, a broken lyre
A mermaids song they hummed so sweet,
And left my being, my soul so incomplete.......

A monsoon wedding........

 Weddings have always been among my favorite occasions to attend. The hustle-bustle in weddings starts eons before the actual month of the ceremony. It's fair to say that these occasions are more festive than are official festivals [!!!]....


My bro Aditya is gettin married this June.....somebody who is the epitome of an older brother....calm.... composed.....knowledgeable.....extremely intelligent.....very fraandliee.......and armed with a smile that can evaporate anger like ethyl alcohol left open in a bottle......something thats kinda....unimaginable for us, the pesky younger lot.....for we shall alwys know him only as a dada.......a dude......[a duda is not acceptable].....

Here's my tribute to my dada and my bowdi......whom i greet with my zany smile......[remeber....I'm the all important pesky bratty brother in law....I'm very important]

here we go....another painful poetry that blows my head away



Come my friends,lend ears, hear my call
Grace this occasion, come one and all.
For two lives shall now be lived one...
Heavens shower n bless em both, chariots of sun


Raindrops shall pat the earth, a musical hum
We'll wring in all freshness, the joy We'll sum
The land of wisdom does call us close
Celebration of two lives does bind us close

The bride blushes red n deep as the rose bloom
For she knows her heart,bonded yet,soars o'er the moon
Bonded to a man who shall treasure her above all,
Who shall keep sacred her happiness, however small


Come my friends, loudly let us lend cheer
For theres no good time nor place than here
The elders shall bless them good health, 
a good life of happiness and everlasting health

The times, they said they are to change,
A generation shall pass values, roles , their range
But ideals have always been held aloft,
a crown and bonds have been the jewels craft

Come my friends, let us now celebrate
A relation that wast etched on stone, in fate
Them couple has a heart thats bigger than the sea
Let us celebrate together ADITYA and RIMI

a time gone by.....a friendship that stayed

my take on the simon and garfunkel's song...."old friends"



i remember the time we first met,
twas wen we were little,greeted hi !
we hit it off presto n pronto,
became friends,nay hassles nor fret

we'd be different as a mountain and field,
faiths were too,so were the gods
but walls weren't made by us,nor judged
we'd be happy as friends,the others shield

i remember the time we skipped our work,
at once, again, those sheepish smiles,
the punishment even was shared so even,
those times we'd bear them all,grin n smirk

you'd challenge the boundaries of system
i'd examine them system of boundaries
opinions ours were different rather,
we valued each others' and ours by them

i remember them battles,squabbles and fights
against one another,and or other
the beatings we gave and got back in full
them black eyes,sore faces,living daylights

there were times of joy, times of strife
taken in our stride were gorges of doom
we cheered the other and pushed them too
thus was freshness , thus was that life

but time was the nomad and mind became free
we chose our paths different they were,
but the rock that was ours was unweathered
though time grew around us,green was mindtree

then one day i realised so ever late,
that we really had grown apart and into
different moulds and different shoes
paths were no longer the same,nor the fate

you had to fly away, find your fate
an eagles soar, a path of your own
the world was not big enough us to lose
them stars had to be ours,happiness great

years passed we grew in our years
we grew in wisdom, and prosperity
little to complain, little to complete
stuff of legends we art that one hears

suddenly we spotted the other,stared dismay
we saw not prosperity nor wealth
we saw not balding gray nor greying health
we saw childhood friends, world did sway

a wave of joy erupted, ecstasy of old years
years gone by in innocence,in peace
and we became them children again
we shed all inhibition and shed our fears

it was not terribly strange to be old,wizened
for we were not our age, were of the past
once again we laughed like children
once again above this race,life had risen