......quietude...

being in a state of calmness and inner quiets...sometimes i quietly reach to that awareness...that gets quips into some witty remarks,
the attitude that sometimes become too heavy...courtesy the things...into those i find myself being made as quite intense...adventurous lark,


post-morteming the whole body of me...i myself...quietly analog and cut me into pieces...while openly being sitted in noisy environs,
the pleasant truth is this...none cares...what runs within me...as the emotions...have no fair value...possibly pleasing YOU..becomes a valid quorum,


the factor..quietly bring this awareness...in my mind...that against beauty and money..."your endeavour to do anything..has no such great integral volition",
musically...a boiled mercury is filled in my ears...and pro grammatically...prolonging a process..just to please THE YOU...i quietly sharpen again my lost witty position,


amidst angst...i again rediscover that funfilled smile as i have to..coz..at being in state of calmness...i realise...am i being punished..since you look beautiful to ALL,
but then why should i be.. coz beauty never travels along a beast.. so with whom you choose to be with.. should nt he be the one.. your own and the bestest pal,


the friend and the one..who should not even appreciate you for the natural beauty you have.. but take the back seat.. when you intend to portray you as one stunning gal,
hai koi aisa.. then do share this secret.. why to remain quiet.. as this should be or should not be,, your happiest moment of life.. keep the feeling of being big or small,


and if you are in love and if it is literally felt in your eyes while you look at your own image in your glittering mirror,
the image says.. so finally.. you have decided to break the ice.. then please go and blow hot.. crack the chemistry.. evolve the formulae.. free of error, 


and then i being in a state of calmness and inner quiets.. i shall quietly reach to awareness.. that gets quips into my own witty remark,
the attitude of you has become a little heavy.. courtesy the thoughts which you have weighed on your mind.. thus made you intense and adventurous lark,


in any way and in each possible ways.. as one good communicator.. the possibilities in you remain intact and of doer.. so please capitalise by replacing your heavy thoughts,
like or dislike you may.. but please please please.. do express your love and for whom.. like that THAT cool.. who is young and willing.. with desires to be prime slots..


anyway.. but thanks..

" Been there done that........"

Been there done that....for all to see..,
That's our milieu....our environment...modish...optimal...and lusciously lucid,


Magnifying...mainframes...mainly...but magnituding....main-i-lands,
Majestically...manifesting....a mantra....maximise the gains...when opportunity strikes...effectively using bodies..head to toes..and both hands,


Thats how is our working discourse...our PC to your PC..and in your opinion we may be in wrong,
Our HDD is imponderable...our PC display images with digital aplomb,


Industrially IT's the impulse...that transmits megaton memories...megabyting tunes mellifluous,
As mesmerizing microprocessor...the intel inside us..interconnects...quietly...redoubling wits..wondrous,


Ours is online always 24 into 7... as one after the other be there in open for all to see with the handsome tall serene servers standing by.. who remain cool in peerless paints,
What have I to say..in return...except this..."ours is simply a home PC...so logs on randomly..call us quixotic or quaint,


Being whacky and humours is not a trademark of a few...
Being witty is an art...i know it and you have been learning it..the truth is... enjoy this just as the hilt..its the trend..the fresh and hmmmn...typically new,


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Always on the foot finger's tips..to cross the feets..yards..or the meters...as one runner or goer...at the sound of one shot,
Or is it the drop of handkerchief..or the whistling..or is just a plane hurry...that gives a thrust....to touch the ribbon or tape that is out there..visible..hanging between poles..cold or hot,


Strangely none is thinking about poles at that point of time...only the touching of ribbons/tape is in the minds,
Who so ever touches it first...will get the highest podium....true the basket..will get full too with awards/rewards with gifts of different kinds,


Not to forget..about that hanging necklace...haar..and the victorious..tales..of that gallantry sprint...that was won in one snappy foto finish,
The running commentary...or the replaying of that feat...the celebratory few more steps..in trying to stop..all become history in seconds..(kodak moments)...do remain..as the memories...to cherish,


So again its the simple fact... its the moments of distinctions...that puts one in path of glory,
Cigg smoking is injurious to health...its written everywhere..all know..so whats new in this theory,


Living life king size..or lived life king size...are the mannerisms..too squared...preached by a pretty..on the promise to get a bravery award from her hands,
So live life king fully or kingsizely as per choice...do an act of bravery...( or funnly run to touch the ribbon after four packs)...wow/bravo shall be the cries...people will rise on their feet from their respective stands,


Then what better will come from you the humours singles,
Will you join the shor choir...or will there be some tingy spices...or will there be some...riggy..jingles,


For singing jingles..what could one earn...nothing..hence someone decided to offer a few carrier tips,
Gathering information..from here and there...or by listening or by visiting our pc..and then leaving my pc..in some dancing classical flips,


Well continuously doing it thru years...regularly leaning gathering...a few of my written quotes,
I really did say nothing...as i thot i was investing...my ideas...in some learned distinguish promissory notes,


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Then one day...on thinking to make some good buys.. i decided to ask for some returns for my investing in my business model,
What? the reply came..so oho..now you will make a mark in fashion industry.. but on what merits and what deeds.. should i say yes to yours this investing toddle,


Model..oh you mean the fashions models.. then yups.. its for those pleasant people who always remain podiums.. in search of some new in fancied bodies,
but here i am just speaking about my intended plans.. to build a simple business.. on tracks to grow and get bigger.. just like one novice becomes a tougher roadie,


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there are litmus tests..there are uncertainties..there are sweats.. and there is blood and body that gets toiled in making one simple dream come to true,
addictive emotions are always those ruinners that are just self spoiling and self defeating.. hence these ills i can not afford any more.. my objective..to get professionally thru,


in making attempts to get thru professionally.. i been there where i have to be.. to do what i have to do..may be for you to see,
coz..That's my or our milieu....our environment...modish...optimal...and lusciously lucid or just too easy to per se....

............The Day of Independence.......

On the scale that measures the level of azadi...yes i say that i am free or independent or say the azad,
On the scale that measures the level of azadi...yes i say that i am free of ill will..or say i am not a bonded by hates of jihad,


On the scale that measures me as person...yes i admit that i am so indebted to this Desh that is Bharat...tht has given me the Indian identity,
On the scale that measures me as person...yes i admit that i am so indebted to this Desh that is India....that shall surge ahead..to get that prosperity with surest Guarantee,


On the scale that measures me as worthy of my salt....yes i do confess that to me....my work or the given task is much much supreme..coz only thru it can i achieve or aspire,
On the scale that measures me as worthy of my salt....yes i do confess that to me ...my work or the given task is much much supreme....give me any name for it..but for work i have this strong strong desire,


On the scale that measures me as one individual.. then sometimes i do feel.. that while going for work.. why should not i go a place that is forbidden and rare,
On THAT scale that measures me as individual.. then most of the times i feel remorse.. that for whom i did the duty.. do pronounce me as their weak hare,


... but still.. 


On the scale that measures me as....say....funny..yes i say that i am funny,
On the scale that measures me as....say....honey...No i say....years and years have gone by...but still my ears are wanting to hear...Hey honey....


On the scale that measures me as truthful....then as crystal clear truth.. I DO SAY.. that most of the times i do not tell a lie,
On the scale that measures me as truthful....then as crystal clear truth.. I DO SAY.. that i am not that person who on sacrificing own son.. would eat a humble pie,


On the scale that measures me on the level of azadi.. then i vehemently show the desires.. that i do want to have and simply enjoy,
On the scale that measures me on the level of azadi.. then i vehemently show the desires.. that i am a body.. a living one.. that feels sorrows and joys,


On the scale that measures me as wishful....then i vote for you...that on some day you hoist the Tri colour...from the ups n ups of Red fort,
On the scale that measures me as wishful....then i vote for you...that for that day.. an attitude is to be there.. that should make you a DOER purport...

....indian's ide(o)l....

tired..so tired said she to her hubby after she returned to her home after completing her hard tasks,
now i need total peace as i am too exhausted in giving replying to the question that i my self ask,


the hubby asked then....then why do you ask so many questions that you yourself know,
the hubby then argued..then why do you argue that much...by releasing your arguments as torrid arrows,


dont you get tired then...while being into the things...that as hubby i shall always avoid,
do you know...the hubby now argued...that my mind would go in tail spin...my whole existence would get null and total void,


closed eyed...relaxing or exhausted in sofa set...said she...would you please stop arguing and be keep quiet,
and shall you just rub my head with your fingers...and please prepare a soft drink..for me..you can take hard one..just play the music that is just too polite,


the hubby is tooooooooo amused...to hear all this from the one who in arguing is unarguably the best,
the hubby did rub her head...and whispered...am fortunate enough to have you with me...coz in our house...you leave all arguments in your car's bonnet to take nights rest........

.........show....

ok finally at the end of the game...the other on the other side...did ask him...show,
the keeper of cards...driven by blind intuitions...just chewed another gum...confidently declared...here is trio ACE..dekh low,


the other on the other side...did get really amused to see how that gambler played so confidently without being a loser and stressed,
the keeper of cards...just winked at the other...said...i am not hopeless gambler and i play this just for fun...otherwise with the work i am obessessed,


the other on the other side...too take this gesture as the one sporting elan,
on dinner...the other did invite...to the keeper of cards...and said...have a business deal...over dinner shall discuss withyou the plan,


the things that i do said the other...have an entirely different taste...have that aura...n varied different styles,
basically said the other...i am fun loving...occasionally come here just to test my kismat....and my idea of asking for SHOW..is just being ha ha..cunning guile,


well...said the keeper of cards...that's why i come here...with this blind intuition...playing till someone like you demands me TO SHOW,
the cards...well i do no longer keep these close to my heart...i open these....anticipate the invitation...that i do get...for the dance...dinner...and LET IT GO....


the other on now the closer to keeper...candidly said...that's why i like the one who is astoundingly confident in letting it go,
the keeper now without cards...lendingly lend his hand....over the dinner table...let's discuss the plan...like you too i too have some plan to SHOW....


                               and later SHOWED..................blink...

.... no toll tax..

it is no through fair.. that was the board i had put on the way.. that reaches to my luxiours mail and in box,
people just obliged in defying me.. and said...it is a through fair..YEH AAM's rasta hai.. so you can not stop us..by lashing out a vampery coax,


and in any way in our point of view and as per your sex and organs you are male so a villain.. who we dishum at times..to tell.. that this is what you are,
hence we do sneak in and make our own ways and bridges.. just to be there.. to see..who is that THAT..who watches you from that THAT far,


ab ittey saarey vyaktis when shall get together by choice or rejoice or thru some novice.. to enter and make bridges and make the ways,
then how will this akela channa.. bhaad foud lega.. so i decided to put the board NO TOLL TAX.. and here is NO RED LIGHT AREA TOO.. so take care..while you swing and sway,


ok..i say while you swing..may be thru hips and belows.. and gets swayed in some kind of erratic or erotic nirwana..do remember some one is watching the yous,
and if caught as some kind of super duper doer..then please do not blame me..as i did put the board no through fair over the ways to warn you the advanced trues,


anyway as super duper doers..please do not toil that hard and do not make a taxing toll on that adventurous full pole,
there is way as there is a will.. it is acknowledged.. so it is for you to decide that how powerfully yet politely are you going to leave a mark on your mate the soul.....

To A Friend..... Ek Chithi...

Sunny are the days, green are the medows and still the blue are the skies,
A living human being i am, each day, each hour, each minute, i live....how...ask my friend and dont be shy,


What makes me move...i dont know...but what makes you twicher...anyway a bowl of welcomed tzatziki...that soothes the fire within you high fies,


Turnovers, i tell you... are the tussles...among tutorials, tutelages, tweaks and twoes....guess i feel like turtle neck,
Tulips, Tumids, Tummied tumoured tumult....what do i do...tell me you...shinning tungsten in dark...give me a hefty idea to...deciphered way to....a pukaar...of one...from one's deck,


Declaim, declare, decode.....but please dont decommission an atom coz i decorate me to be with you...to be decorumed decorous,
A long....gridlock...a grievance....not interpreted by you the serious or too humours,


Decorous...what..there went your shrieks in corridors...saying...we need coroners....we need coronations,
Corteges...who foresees these of innocents...be cossets...be corroboratives...in garnering votes of these rulers...in earnests.

F R I E N D........

rollicking, raillery, reminiscent....o friend...i say you are....relatively better and not the best,
Strait-laced, self righteous...are big words...i do not comply...so honestly being funny bone is my secret jest,


Being happy...helping to be humours...getting mushy ( Not Mush yaar)..if it puts smile on your face then ready to get caught as one mullet,
Being absorbed in friendship nirvana...i unlock, i unload...unlimited revitalizing revueing bullets,


A fanzine of the land of the fantasy...comes flying in with fish nets....loaded with fish eyed lenses,
Shows a Guppy makes a gurgle of hubris...huggering muggering catchy conferences,


Frenetically frolicking to frivolously gliding... frustrating frilly intentions of a young Fry,
Gentry of genial genie-ies generously generate.....genitives....dont lose heart...once more...that was a good try,


Head hunting is on....in intoxicating heady world...with hectoring yet kittenish tunes,
The day of friend is here....o friend...things may happen in any way...my friendship is firm and solid..will not get washed as one sandy dune.

shine..

shine sun from the above from the horizons that are yours natural and solar-ed heating spheres,
the glory of you is in giving the energy.. to the earth that is getting freezed... perhaps in yours lightened inner selves...you could not see from...to these earthy heres,


the clouds that gives cover in these freezing days... in lovers books are described as messengers...to deliver the message...to some distant lover..." that here is living the am",
and then returns without showering any drop....perhaps the miser distant lover...reserves it for that rainy days... when in anyway these flow in plenty...flooding out from dams,


shine the sun...but you do...so what halts you to come out in open with yours... ever energetic.. spreads of glowing rays,
that enhance the bodies...the well drifting...who sit out in open...under your patronage...and so smilingly and lovings...wink at you...and of course.. do sampooran namaskar and pay dandwant prays,


astronomically the journey of you the sun can have the phases that are creations of astronomers...in letting know... swapping of you from tropics of cancer to capricon,
but you as sun...while on having feast...had ever given a thought to this fundamental truth...that its the earth that revolves on its axis...and around you...thus allowing you to stay maun,


you in being at your place ever the since...may have got blamed...that you got angry and thus had thrown from above the ultra violet rays,
but then it was all astronomy...is nt it...then why we humans be blamed...who need you...who adore you...who believe in your shine...who do wait for your benign visit...please do pay,


do pay your visit via your rays...o sun...and requesting you to please do not ever give this loving thought that at one particular day..on earth you would land,
before even thinking so...first make your earth as strong..who would have you in its arms...else you must know...in those blistering garmis...iss duniya ka baj jayega band,


o sun...you know and we know...and in ours praying we are being a bit toooooooo mean,
since we know...you in anyway keeps shinning from above...and in hot sultry day...we may blame you for your indifference... perhaps abusing from the inners of bloody spleens,


so as the moral of the story this is the truth...this is the fact...that here on earth..owing..yes owing toos..and not due to...the creations of imbalances are fully ecological,
all weathers thus get so severe...these days.. the summers torrid, the rains hectic, the autumns baring...and the winter freezing..and then putting you at fault...by being argumentative methodical,


well then through this method of evaporating... you suck the water all above towards you...but stopping these in horizons within the airy atmospheres,
the all happening strata of atmospheric layers...are part of earth's...and the gravitational pulls that mainly through trees...invite the water as pure drops..to ease earth's heating fears,


on knowing this wonderful astronomical philosophical...here i as writer as these lines on shine... definitely do feel that i get some invitation from..some taramandli's group,
who on that day will have a kind of sabha...to offer me a mike...and ask me... to deliver a sermon..as to how to appease the sun, how to mingle with earth.. to that.. willing disciplined troop...( smile)..