am i....

am i.. i do not know.. what i know is simple,
i am not preferred at all.. reason in smiles or dimples,

that i do not have.. money.. fame.. power.. or in any such,
political affiliations.. political bonding none.. but no grouch, 

since i am not frustrated neither am i lost to see other succeed,
with clean self esteem it is what i am...what can be the proceeds,

then.. 

for you to decide.. since in arrangements n equality,
i am none equal to you.. my destiny na.. not the worry to such duality,

where else you belong is your space.. n your places,
i do not belong to those.. as per your sayings.. have graces.....



              to quit n leave....:)

Once....

just for once it happened and thereafter some one became the own ever and forever,
stayed persisted... longed through heart.. genuinely crossed the way as beautiful and as if never,

was such before.. nor could any other be.. though the matters of beauty could only be experienced by a few,
or many and why not.. beauty is after all to see... and to be touched and kissed by one she allowed n knew,

who??? i guess a lots shall say " yeah i am".. though i believe she would have said to few.. no No NO.. not to offend,
and if i were one such.. alright i would say.. your life and your preference.. your likes to persist n i bend,

and quit.. never to malign you.. never to stalk you.. never to talk rubbish about you and for you,
after all what is in the relations besides having regards.. hence keeping memories trim fit fresh and true,

gone i would say and would like to listen that mesmerizing song... gone Gone GONE.. my life is now turned... exceeeeellent, 
from good enough.. i believe.. but what about one blood thirsty tyrant huffy..who remains haughty and adamant,

and keeps haunting and chasing... disgustedly.. as person in disguise.. why i dont know.. though all can see his ways,
of extreme disgust.. much like a derailed engine.. that has lost its path.. thus runs after passerbys.. much as super gay,

in search of some like me to pierce from behind.. and here i said no No NO.. said life of you shall be of what with me,
sorry i said.. my likings and habits still are good n beautiful enough.. anyway pardon me and on me please dont spree,

the disgust and disgrace.. i am nothing of that type.. and i just like to be one likable through the beautiful's eyes,  
and this is the normal way of living since except you each lives this way... problem kya hai apko.. and you why,

are after me.. stalking.. window peeping.. etc etc.. and what kind of mannism has been left in you,
that you tend tobe such kind of dictator.. you have to retrospect your behavior.. look in age i grew,

from that child who was abused.. to middle age human.. and finally to each sensible human with fit enough IT,
with prowess with in.. that how would you impress your woman you love.. tarnish.. abuse.. or garnish and enthuse as sporty FIT....


                                              waiting......:)
 
 

A cup of tea..

a cup of tea.. Hot and strong with rusks and bhujia.. enough for the entire day,
particularly when the food is not of good quality or unhygienic and foul.. Tea remains in my prays,

prays rey.. not preys.. and literally these cups of tea had remained my only food during some of my touring days,
in south while traveling to interior and oven hot Andhra in humid summers.. ildlis water and tea i had in my trays,

not to serve though.. yet even if i would have wanted to.. literally each would stare at me and pointing fingers,
towards their 2ft long lunch boxes..of rice.. sambhar.. rasam and onion chatni.. saying chaiwaley on these we linger,

yeah you do.. quite often i used to say and added that with this 2ft long box i can feast upon for 2 days,
stares.. more stares and glares and more scares.. nashtha mein kya hona..they often asked.. nothing i would say,

and those travels through the coasts from Goa to cool city Belgaum during the heavy konkan rains,
two or three cups of hot tea with mirchi and paavs.. tell you nothing better to cool the veins,

just standing near the window of katcha road side dhabas.. experiencing the heavy konkan and coastal rains,
and feasting upon mirchis and paavs.. is rim zhim experience much in a way to relax.. much in unison to ease the pain,

of many many and many ugly events that happened.. done by some.. owing to their own sick mental states,
and all from behind the dark curtains.. mushy way i guess.. i sighed deep thandi sigh.. suffering was my fate,

that i said quite often.. hot tea was my companion.. and i said.. alright let go and no point in holding on,
the hurts and humiliations.. melted upon me.. in a sense i let go deep negativity.. bad days gone gone,

waited for good days to come in.. and these did come once again.. and ek cup chai did does and shall remain my yogurt,
or the companion ever ever.. whats wrong in having ek cup chai.. rozaana.. ofcourse i stay loyal not the flirt... 

                                Chai hona... :)

..wedding blues..

for some the notions to get married does not remain the notions any more,
since they found someone atlast and get married.. the blues do not affect these.. though some one still lures,

a few to get in to one's folds.. maybe the blues in some one's life are still rings or still tolls,
for whom the bell tolls.. some one does not actually knows.. hence in a way plays games that are fouls,

a little thought or a somber introspect may make some one literally reflective in making a firm choice,
for that willing who wants to be with someone.. and with their own names and faces.. and then rejoice,

by the decision.. that is these twos.. oh the finally the someone with some other one.. ofcourse not of same gender,
but what if the choice is for same gender.. well some one's choice.. who can question some one's lavender,

or perfumes or sticks.. sorry lipsticks.. ah!! combined vanity.. full of all those.. tobe shared within them,
keep sharing.. whats wrong nothing.. except that stop wailing for some natural pleasure..instead enjoy the stem,

or indulge in this.. perhaps some one always believes in slowing down.. reason the natural pleasure eludes,
coz of someone's own choices and confusions.. random thoughts perhaps.. anyway time to move on.. no feud,

no arguments.. over some one's preferences...but from me wishing someone's for some good wedding blues,
or living in with some good ofcourse.. vanity voh kharid kar day dega.. dont worry.. theek say toh raho.. amuse,

be fine.. and in good health.. spend enough on good things.. drink healthy and eat healthy.. keep the tummy cool,
just amend and make the right choice.. begin living with good enough.. alright.. just once let the grace get in with tool,

who can put at ease some one.. cuddle some one's forehead.. rubs eyes.. flick the tips of nose,
and finally fiddles with the tips of O O O.. and then with the blues in eyes.. let someone lay down on bed (of)... rose rose....


                                           :)

 
 

..surprise in store..

sometimes there are surprises in store which none could have anticipated,
sometimes some anticipations that are anticipated can go haywire and wrong.. reason.. verdicts dictated,

by some.. perhaps owing to certain swings within or owing to certain prudence and prejudice in favor,
of some classified favored.. i think.. after a while for some to give a thought to the views of some who savour,

the verdicts of many many and a lot many.. enjoys literally.. in a way a decent and pleasant attitude,
knowingly enjoying.. and conveying within.. how wonderful its to be with a good one with one great gratitude,

surprise in store in return.. i feel.. in return of love and kind feeling.. does any get hate and remorse,
no no no.. only the cobratic family does this.. humans dole out the fancies gregariously.. and compose,

yet another strength..that strategically help them to ease out from some pains and some habitual strangulation,
that sometimes some humans wear on own to their necks.. suffocating naa.. i know.. freeing from limitation,

in sum.. how does it look like when some for some reasons hide behind those plastic masks,
horrible i will say.. time to decide on own.. what one wants to be.. pleasant surprise in store or one chocked flask....


                           

 

 

In Me..

in me there is one peculiar sense of decency that some may not have,
in me there is one special urge to be calm..not a lewd naive,

in me there is one bit to remain tolerant when some tend to be tyrant,
in me there is one extra inch to absorb yet another attitude of tangent,

in me there is tangible jig to be humorous particularly when i actually am sad,
in me there is one jiffy that i recall yet again... not to be a raged mad,

in me there is one narrative sense to tell a tale of one.. the one scintillating human,
in me there is one pair of listening ears of.. good music included besides hearing effectively proven,

in me there is one middling.. normal.. average.. in size function and rank,
of be of one and the only.. miffed with such attitude.. why??..no idea.. blank....
 

..scintillating..

skillfully dexterous.. work fully potent... habitually correct.. vow.. in sum scintillating,
seemingly super.. professionally normal.. actively social.. and yeah sexually mating,

i feel are the descriptions of some who is fine and fit.. handsome or gorgeous.. fit and hale,
clean and articulate.. literate and skillful.. generous and actually regale.. healthy and not pale,

thats what i always feel about who i really adore.. in fact i hate none.. reason.. in hating i have to burn my blood,
in jealousy.. in spending knitting vicious threads to destabilize..that i cant.. hate me.. i dont mind.. your hood,

or your his highness.. or her highness.. but then again.. scintillating and receptive have become the trends,
illustrious..skillful.. or what else any one some one wants to be.. some one's choice.. its pride upon this blends..

                          stop.. if you dont like the pride.. :)