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It's about the food ain't it? The ultimate survival kit! You eat; you live; Sans food, No Life! You dine from that hotel. You love the food, You tell your neighbors, That (only)hotel(that) serves great food! You have been taught! You should eat this! You should not eat like that! Sin this and You are doomed that! It's all about the food stupid! Hell!There's no Cupid! What's in a hotel? All plates are sacred!! Christians, Muslims & Hindus and, The mortal holy ones,surviving on man's aids, Pray to your God for us,mankind! Live and let others live ! There's no consceince like Animals; We need a Judiciary system! We are bad only by how much they know! We get punished only by how much of it is proved! We all know how to live! We all know the right way to live! Even if there's a modicum of virtue, We will live and let others live!

                   Guilt-The enemy within . . .  Culpable soul purloin pardon From the convicted(innocent) mind; Enervates,un-aware of the panacea; Burr under the saddle was his own heart Obvious peril's an apparent mirage; Obdurate mind extenuates insouciantly. Slef-destructs till hopes laid to waste, Leads self down the garden path.  Every guilty man is his own hangman!!                               - Lucius Annaeus Seneca

सारी शिकायतें मिटाने लगी. . . अब कुछ  माँगना बचा नहीं. . . घर में बसाया लुटेरा, पर वफ़ा परिंदों भी जानते,  सदियों की शिकायतें मिटाने लगी, किसीको माँगना अब कुछ नहीं बाकी, यह साली प्यार किसे हराया आखिर?                      Made this from the lyrics in the movie Lootera after enjoying the movie..Such a pleasing watch !!!

  All the sea shore’s also an ocean, Waves of emotions rises n falls, Never ceasing and never is ending, In every human and between them. Friendship,affection,indulgence, Love,lovesickness,pangs, Lust,envy,ogles, Waves of emotions rises n falls. Moon residing in the Ivory tower, Breaking solitude frequents only the sea, But never the seashore because No greed,no deceit,no tiff!

From childhood’s hour I have not been As most were;I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. —Edgar Alan Poe In the pic: My new bike Schwinn Searcher 4(2013)

She's a diaphanous whelp, Whelped by the unservile woman,time, To her opulent master,Cricket: One among a muckle of whelps! Most her friends are his bete-noire. But he loves her,She knows. It's to her,commiseration! She's to  him(mind),Comfort . Indigence!He needs her,She knows. Benevolence!Forever to stay,She yearns. Arcane Creator concealed 'How',she rues. All die over time!But not all memories torment.

Nations have passed away and left no traces, And History gives the naked cause of it-- One single, simple reason in all cases; They fell because their people were not fit. Now, though our Body be mis-shapen, blind, Lame, feverish, lacking substance, power or skill, This is the Law which every law embraces- Be fit--be fit! for Honour's sake be fit. Let clear conscience rule us, In heart and mind be truth, And let's create more reasons to feel proud, Proud of our heritage..our Nation!! HARK!!The whole nation is waking up, Let new leaders arise and lead.And remember; Boys and girls, men,women and kids-- Be fit -- be fit! And once again, be fit!                                            --Added to Rudyard Kipling's poem

                                      मजबूर दिल कह रहा है, मुकम्मल करावो , अधूरी सी याद को, बातचीत में,होंठ की, ख़ुशी में,हंसी की, घुस्से में,आँखों की,  जब झुकें,भौंह की, पर मिलने को मंजूर नही, किस्मत को क्या करें? PS:Edited/inspired from the lines of the song ‘Phir le aaya dil’ from Barfi (Bollywood)

Decorated Lines— An antidote for the pangs of a celebrity crush! My heart is turn’d to stone, And while ‘tis mine, It shall b stony! For I could ill afford, More,again a crush, Least,my (life’s) crew’s jest. (Added to the lines by Shakespeare)

In the Universal court of nature was it decided? On these gorgeous Flowers’ appeal to adorn Mother Nature? Or Is it a commandment of their creator to them? A gesture by the Bees for the food they feed? Or is it the flowers’ charm that enamour them? May we ever know,will she(flower) ever talk … Pollination-a natural justice or divine intervention? Nature,the universal queen,in person we know not.. But costs not a penny to be amazed by her and fall in love…Enjoy Nature!

It was a routine flight for the bird until it felt odd, There was excessive snoopiness everywhere, The Hills,Seas,Rocks,Winds everyone was curious, Everyone was ogling the Moon while the sea capering the Rocks quipped, Oh!Can She(Moon) look any more gorgeous than this? Ya,She look damn sexy(horny)? exclaimed! the rock. Winds passing by heard them and said to the hills I tried to peep unbecomingly,am sure Its an amatory affair... Oh,Whom is she romancing?should be an one night stand said the hills. Wind retorted, it wasnt apparent,but she seemed to be peaceful and calm Who knows,She might be in love.And Wind continued in jest Whatever,Its going to rain Somewhere tonight. They all laughed as the bird still watched under the full moon light, So the night was spent...they all had their stories.. But No one knew Whom the Moon was romancing. . . Would remain the biggest secret of the full moon day. Or would it?Why is the bird laughing? Did it see...

दिन निकलना था..मेरा भी निकला...  और में भी चल पड़ा.. मेरी ज़िन्दगी में ... अनजानों का फिकर नहीं करेगी ये उम्र... बस हर लम्हा जी भर के जीना चाहती है ... राह में मिलने वालों को प्यार बाटना चाहता ये पगला दिल ... और बस वही करेगा  ये बेचारा मन जो इसको पसंद है .. ऐसे चल रहा हूँ में भी...इस दुनिया में ...  अपने हिसाब का ग़म और दर्द लेके..     --31/03/:)  

                 It had brought back the memories of a bandh/strike day back in 2008.I think March 2008 abt which I blogged  in my Cognizant blog.That day we weren't able to find any hotel for breakfast and finally had to settle for 2-3 bananas(No other fruits).I was entirely nostalgic of that day on Holi (08/03/2012) when I had given up my hunt for breakfast and decide to get home.                     As I was returning home I got the first feel of Holi...and my first thought was "Oh shit...have to take bath today!! (No hot water) :) ".Some guys who were playing Holi decided to colour me.Some threw coloured powder.Sry didnt notice the colour.Or did I?Well,I dont remember.Does it matter?.While some tried to chase, one splashed cold water from pipe.Thats when I chose to(not that I had options) check my running pick up speed with out any warm up.Some unknown Happiness....Some unk...

Date: 28th Feb Match: Ind Vs  SL Location: Hobart,Australia कोई कमी सी थी जीने में,जाना यह मैंने कहाँ ... ऐसे मिले हो जैसे मुझपे हो मेहरबान कोई ... और मुझे ले जा रहा है कहीं दूर ... फिर से उस खुशियों की दुनिया में. . .  (--Mayur Puri for tere Naal love ho gaya,edited)

Location:Cinema Hall Movie:Agneepath एक दिन वोह मिले, रोज़ मिलने लगे, फिर बात होने लगी, तन नशे में नाचने लगा. . . मन खुशियाँ चूमने लगा, दिल अपने आप रोने लगी, सदियों से भी लम्बा था, उस तीन घंटे का सपना. .  पर उस में भी अधूरी रह गयी, प्यास ! 

Just another simple poem off the top of my head... टूटे हुए दिल से ही संगीत निकलता  है. . . जवाब मांग रही  है मेरी परछाई ये किस तरह की ज़िन्दगी जी रहा हूँ . . . आँखें ढूंढ़ रहे हैं  मेरा टिकाना ... जोकि ये दुनिया मुझसे छुपाती है.... दर्द बन  गयी   मेरी वफादार दोस्त क्या ये कमबख्त  वक़्त ने इसको भी हटाएगा? मन करता है चिल्लाऊँ (आसमान की ओर).. और क्या लूटोगे मुझसे ?अब बस में और मेरी  यादें  . शोर कर रहा है ये दिल मेरा .. उसकी(प्यार) बाहों में जाऊं ...भूल जाऊं ...

(Writtern for College Magazine August edition) At 65, she is more stunning than her Youth, So majestic, who is very proud of her family's history, So elegant, for she has her own unique varied mix, So gorgeous now,that she never ceases to get attention. Her curious eyes voraciously pried like a dying fish to water, Is any one listning she said before I said am all ears, Relief evident for she had found a soul(me) to chat with  In the revelry crowd for it's festival time today in her home.  Her grief laden heart begins to enunciate without auspicating, I love you all equally though I dont know who is more abominable, A few among you destroying yourselves for your own principles, Or the nature's other face (disaster) destroying all of you. Her eyes got damp now as grieves continue to rain on me,  Seeing the War memorials(in my house) my conscience still torments me, I hope they all knew that I never...

(A very short poem on Roorkee's weather) Before i could get used to the extreme humidity, This sudden deluge has doused me so bad That for those sunny days I prayed(asked)... Loud and crystal clear the response was... Welcome to Roorkee said its weather God, After warning me abt the rough winter,coming soon :)

An occasional inspiration...A new poem... Location:Sitting on the park bench Closer to death we are with every passing day, Just like the distance falling between us now, Even as I am gazing,for she is falling now... And I decided to break the silence between us... How tough was the Sun's ogling in summer?No repartee... Or was the numbness hard in winter?I continued.. How strong were the wind trying to sequester you? Or burdensome was it when the rain drops sat on u? And all (these) times you subsist only to fall On a overcast day when in its shelter Hides the cruel sun,while the wind rests on the clouds? Deign to answer,wont ye?ye sweet,peaceful leaves(souls)....

Musing over the scene at my window, Gliding blithely,my predilection (for them) I admit, But Lying am I?I am not jealous. For eon i can enjoy them, And their insouciance appeals every time (Lying am I?)But I am not jealous. Fecundating the barren,bringing hilarity to the scores, scenting the air out of nothing like a magician, Still am I lying,Am I jealous? Under the aegis of no one and never being adjured, They go any where they please,taking any shape And I wonder,Am I jealous? What an effortless cruise it might have been, As they fall blithely from the acme(of clouds), Again I wonder,Why not I be jealous? No woes,No pain,No grief, No course,No mission,nothing Now I wonder,if I am jealous? For I wish I were like you, You carefree rain drops,truly blessed to bless And now you know why i am jealous. I know well life is no fairy tale and even more so The adage,no rose without thorns,But this I sincerely wish that The scene at my window was real.