One more meet!

Nostalgic breeze has taken me down,
I wanna smile at our progress but the distance makes me frown,
I just wish it was easy as it was..
To meet up on the katta...
And do our 'time pass'..

Now it all seems so far away...
and we seem apart too..
i don't want to poke u on FB...
I wanna 'beat u'  in person too..

Come on guys lets just meet at Rohit...
just for one more hour...
Lets leave aside 'career and associated' worries aside for a while...
wanna snap one more pic, to capture everyone's typical style..

I guess this was meant to be...
I just wish everyone achieves what they aspire to be..
But I am sure that one day we all will meet once again..
Las-Vegas, Switzerland or Venice,with our respective better half's maybe
But lets all also meet at OUR katta- Cadbury
And history will repeat...
We will have a blast..
Refresh old moments to laugh at..
Create new memories to hold on to..

And then we may move on..
but we won't move away...
Distances and circumstances will always be there..
I guess all the more reason for a moment to spare..
Just a small mail , call or an SMS maybe..
P.s. - I believe the next big event will be "I am having a baby!"
God save that soul from weird aunts and uncles like us...
Life is a gift and I only wish to celebrate it with all of us!!!
God Bless and meet you soon...
tunak tunak tun tunak tunak tun tunak tunak tun ta da da

(Didn't want to end it on a sad note! :) Miss you guys! God Bless!)

Beautifully Imperfect

Helter skelter everyone is running,

Blinding pace and it's all about wining.

The road to podium,strewn wit slain confidences,

There is only second to none,

Else none at all!

Only the mountain top,

Or bear the steep fall.

Only  the elite perfect are

sieved through the finest of net.

To the trash can head the rest.

Decimals invented for precision,

End up making crucial decision.

God knows what to call this fest!

Is it actually happening at his behest??

Hey do you know why you are running?

Just stop and think for a while..

Are you not at sanity's brink?

God!! Why is perfection so much in vogue?

I am just being me don't call me a rogue!

Admire the beauty of imperfection all around you.

Had the canyons been so breathtaking 
If they were smooth and new?

Or the clouds been so beautiful
If they were geometrically true?

Or the mornings so beautiful, 
If the colors were from from the palette of just red,green or blue?

Or the waves so rapturous, 
If they marched in 'order'ly queue?

These are not prototypes,

On the stairway to perfection.

Individuality is the reason for their admiration.

So why are we humans indifferent to this celebration?

Let us call ourselves as God's 'special effect' !

We too are 'beautifully imperfect'!

Ek Entrance Thi

Ek entrance thi...
Ek candidate tha...
Kya craze..kya hype...kya competition tha..

Ek open mock di..
Score decent aye..
Phir asha ki kiran dikhi..
Bas wat ki shurvat hui..

Nostalgic ho gaye tum kahan...
Sun ke ye dastan..
Log hairan hai kyun ke anjan hey..

Cat ki woh gali..
Baat jiski chali..
Us gali mein..
Mera scores ka thikana na raha ..

Ek entrance thi..
Ek candidate tha..

Uss cat ne aisa nocha..
Hamesha pattern badla..
Yeh formula, woh short cut..
Kuch kam ke nahin..
Fir bhi asha thi..
Ek section strength tha..

Baat kuch aur thi..
CAT harmkhor thi..
Uske questions mein chupi..
Applications ki khichdi thi..
9th 10th syllabus ka sirf..
Ek bahana tha..

Ek entrance thi..
Ek candidate tha..

Bewafa CAT ne..                                      
Apne strong section se..
Aisa dhoka kiya..
(aisa dhoka kiya) (dhoka dhoka)..
(aisa dhoka kiya) (dhoka dhoka)..
Aisa dhoka kiya..
Negative sectional diya
(dhoka dhoka dhoka) (dhoka dhoka dhoka)..
Negative sectional diya..

Mar gaya woh jawan..
Mar gaya woh jawan..
Ab suno dastaan..
Udhar leke kahin se paise bhare AXIS mein..
Phir woh pahucha wahin ..
Josh naya tha abhi..

Strategy bhi thi nayi..
Saamna jab hua..
Phir wahi sab hua..
Uska yeh ego trip tha..
Uska yeh ego trip tha..
Canditate ko ego apna marna tha!!!

Rejected

It's all come crashing down...
A deluge of feelings..
And you expect me to drown..
And a face with a frown...
And an eager voice humming a sad song..
NO NO NO...
You just don't know...
What i am feeling and where i am..
A place beyond the reach..
Beyond boundaries...
Beyond the normalities..
The pain persists..
But i can't feel it now..
I can see the destruction..
But my eyes run dry..
I feel the failure..
But i cannot sigh...
It's blown up like a balloon...
An innocent question pricks...
Into action,my heart kicks..
A drop of dew wins the battle and comes through...
Ironically it gets its due..
I keep wondering...
Why am i one of the rejected few???

Masks

Masks masks masks all around...
A glued smile..
Hides detachment with guile..
The warmth u feel..
may just be only yours..
A few laughs and few moments of fun...
You feel on right side of the sun..
To be in the company of the chosen few..
Just let out a tear..
And you find none of them are near...
None to catch your fall...
You smash right on your face..
Just rest the case...
BONDING!!!..there seems no trace..
Beware my friend..
Of those masked marauders...
Forgiveness they may plead..
Justifying their selfish deed...
Take my advice..
Don't expect symphony from broken reed..
Don't try to mend the broken ends..
Because the mask can only pretend!