A Techie's Blueprints

A tear rolled down from my eyes On second anniversary of our parting Reflecting the bitterness of an ocean inside Besotted i remain,couldn't envisage from starting Trying hard to balance, on the string of tar Slaps of zephyr,pushing me into the past Earnest attempts,went in vain,to remain in present A black hole of past,engluts future so vast Lost in love,we didn't know,where we were heading Walking shoulder to shoulder,on the roads unseen IN the rain of Rourkela,wondering if love was raining Shivering under the snow of Boston, yet so keen Sunrise to sunset, we lived in purgatory Sunset to sunrise, we slept in the bed of word(s) Everyone wondered if such love can exist Friend's cautioned,"You'll go mad, have some sleep Nerd!! " Sometimes I wondered,How life can be so smooth But I was an idiot,doubted on God's wit Some steps ahead,was waiting,a storm pretty rough It snatched away everything , though bit by bit Labyrinth,bumps are always parts of the path Bu...

Days are boring and nights are boring Hey!! don't disturb, even if i am snoring Hey!! why are you laughing from the corner of lips Donchyu have any dreams..need some tips?? Look.. look at you.. how boring youhave become.. Your life has been kidnaped..arrange ransome.. Soul craving for life..body tied to this chair Eyes are broken and gloomy face need some repair.. Is this life or purgatory,or heart's strife.. Won't you regret..looking back at this life

Sitting on my desk Staring at blank screen I think hard Switching moods in between I click here and there Withot any reason Refreshing my mail box A blank one,like every season A sudden want of coffee Dies as i have it in my hand I gulp it without any senses 10th till now,what a trend??? I listen to music With volume at its peak To avoid everything including me I am alone,nothing i seek ...

I have never been a gregarious person and each and every time it nettled persons around me.I thought that after coming here i'll improve,but recuperation is not always assured, isn't it?? I have always been bemoaned that my physical presence was not acompained by my soul, but isn't it something which no one can help??? The same thing happened few days ago and I was again damned for my behaviour and this time with some reasons which, they felt ( which I refute!!! ), were the behind my broken eyes.Anyways i don't have any desire to redress anything. Talking about day to day life ...its colourless and elusive.. each and every time you think you have got hold of it it shows her bestial tricks. .....hmmm, a lot to write but again Crammed with thoughts!!!

I walk , I talk I sleep and I eat Still lacking something To whom do I cheat? I watch movies And listen to the songs I think very less Neither care about wrongs I cook, I read I earn some dime But life is boring Like this this rhyme I decided not to look In future and the past But again loneliness grips In the world so vast Everyday it is a fight Against vacuum and dirt Can anyone suggest Cure of this heart....

तडपते दिल को था उसका इंतजार तेज होता जेया रहा था प्यार कैसा बुखार चेहरा वही दिखता था बार बार आएगी वो, बस इतना था ऐतबार.... कहा था उसने,मिलूंगी मैं दोपहर दो बजे बैचैनि थी छाई,बेक़रारी मैं थे नैन सजे मुकाम पर आ बैठा मैं पूरे दो घंटे पहले हाथों मैं गुलाब और आँखें कॅरीयिंग ख्वाब सुनहले धीरे धीरे हमारी बैचैनि बढ़ने लगी दिल की मशीन नये सपने गढ़ने लगी घुमाया फोने हमने और पूछा.."डार्लिंग कब आओगी" इंतेज़ार की आग मैं भून कर क्या मुझे खाओगि..??? आवाज़ सुनकर उसकी, दिल पर प्यार बेसुंमार छाया "बस चंद घड़ियाँ और" सुनकर दिल को क़रार आया रोज़ की बात अलग थी, आज तो " सैंट वॅलिंटाइन दिवस" था आज तो रहता हैं हर दिल को इंतेज़ार किसी ना किसी का रोज़ी रोज़ी ड्रेस मैं इठलाती बलखाती वो आई... देखकर उसको दिल ने मेरे छलाँग लगाई गुलाब देकर उसे,गले मिलने को हमने हाथ बढ़ाए.. कुछ हुआ ऐसा की, चूर हुए वो, जो थे ख्वाब सजाए.. अब रोज़ का रंग केसरिया नज़र आया... "मारो इनको" कोई पीछे से चिल्लाया... चारों तरफ उठ रहे थे धनुष-बान और त्रिशूल आवाज़ एक ही सुनाई दी हुमको.."ज़िंदाबाद बजरंग...

I was standing under shower .. the chilled shots were nailing hard, with each and every drop i was being pushed towards the well of my memories.. the memories still in air like those particles during early days of childhood when we had that ground made of sand (ok!! i agree, we had no furnished ground at all, but i am suffering from diseases called as OPTIMISM and CONTENT... ). At that moment, if someone had asked me what i would like to be in my life.. i would have easily said ... "An officer in the bank in Gandhi Chowk ( A place which have a lots of landmarks like "Madhyamik school", "Dalluji's kachauri shop"... etcetera ... )which is having doors made of glass.. (Bank of Rajasthan .. being precisely ) ... Scientist may boast about the MAC speeds of their air crafts .. but i bet,we have something much faster than that .. and that is "wheel of time" ... ambitions, desires,dreams and situations changes drastically as soon as you blink your eyelid....