Usual first day of interns at work !!

1st Day and the over enthusiast intern replier!

That first task allotted to you and no matter how much you try, you end up doing this!

As the day progress, you find your laugh goes "lapatta"on their "jargon jokes"

Cynic personality and whispers blends in perfectly into you and explode your mind with suspicion of being talked about at every corner.

AAhhh! That pity moment when you try to b friendly with the people around and you get this

At the end you come up face to face with 

your "Dream job and the Reality"

And the followed night usually goes weeping and denying of the breaking dream job.

LOOOOOOoooong Distance Wishess!!

Travelling miles for "Personal Delivery"

Oppss!! struggle for Theft Security and Nature's call in Indian Train!

sorry, but Cakes are "I can eat it oll"

And finally Arrival of personal delivery!

Waving Hands!

Back down the memory lane,

The camera fits perfectly between two waving hands.

Never have bothered to glance back to those mechanised rhythmic wave;

might the seek was for the mesmerising lane ahead

or bragging those melodramatic hugs for the crowd to aww for.

Yes! the first bye wasn’t like the regular frame,

for the eyes both ways were stuck amidst the crowd,

fighting the hazy and watery glance, the waving hands didn’t stop till the eyes open for the next trance.

With every bye, the deserted land morphed into Alladin’s terrain,

and those waving hands and glued eyes became the morbid sleeping beauty of the frame.

Over the years, the Alladin’s terrain has changed,

and changed are those country side lane,

what’s still persistent, are those waving hands, only now it is covered with the wrinkly membrane.

Again the gruelling journey began,

though the height is reduced, it is still adamant on their shaking pose.

Only the eyes which looked forward are struggling it’s way back to peep for the last glance.

Journey kept going, but the vision has changed.

The vision that the hands were still be waving and the gaze following the path,

has made all the lifeless terrain, my Alladin’s reign!

WORDS!

Omni me!

OMNIPOTENT ME!

What if,

What if you were an omnipotent you?

Ever had I the chance to seize the power of being omnipotent,

say good byes to your loving wheels. 

Aahh! It annoys me how they occupy the major road, blocking it to traverse more.

I hate it how stupid their brain was,

to utilise the time, they made a giant farting ass.

Was it made to 

to reduce and utilise the time or to compensate the lost time?

or to coagulate the fat, which need to be thumped away?

What good is that a price.when you paying for your your own slow demise?

farting gases,, on your neat face, for which you payed hefty price that 

rises by every day and day.

Wish I could be that puissant to tell 

This is our grave where we are dashing our wheels.

but for now I will rest with just

Ominous Me! 

Mumbai will eat me!

Mumbai, always have been the city of dreams, and it was surely for me too,

My dreams and my aspiration called me to fly over the starless vacuum sky 

so engulfed I wanna be in the city night.

though every city in the  night has the beauty of the newly bride,

but Mumbai was different, it was the breathing, dancing bride!

Forgetting the loved one’s , I loved the burp of the city,  

I just wished to be eaten by MUMBAI.

and reside in it’s core.

Silly me. I forgot the city is also made by the people like me, 

Well, I thought people like me..but unfortunately people so unseen by me 

Chirpy me, beaming with joy, trotted first step in the horizon.

wanted to see the real city with joyful robots alive.

and a magnificent weaved dream path ahead

But the heinous road scared me, lurking tongue and the wolf eyes, hovered all around my sight. 

At some times I couldn’t believe, I am in Mumbai, but I forgot people surrounds everywhere.

Still I wanna move and complete my runway 

but each forward stop of mine, made the leachers jump thrice ahead.

I am scared now. I am scared Mumbai will eat me now.

Now i see  the reality. Mumbai is the pit of joyful robot but not alive.

I will soon fall for the pit like others, who does’t sleep in the all time awake city.

Happy am I for the Fulfilled dream or perplexed am I for the nightmare being my dream?

Love in the time of bigotry.

When we talk of love, it is gupchup; a secret; revealed through gossips, becomes an open secret, public affection,public acceptance, fights or "bagawat"and finally the stage where you say " Have you met my family?" it's funny, true and yet bizarre.

We are fighting for our freedom of expression, our right to express our love in pubic in what-ever way we want against the conservative Indian norms. Love sees no barricades, knows no barricades; it is just about expressing irrespective of places, situations or the phrase" IT IS NOT DECENT".  Public display of love, affection, hugging, should be validated because it is my freedom, my expression, my love, my life, and it should be my way. We are advanced, pragmatic, and partially westernised. 
Although "Gita" , "Raas-lela", "Indian love book- Kamasutra", certain dance forms like "Bharatnatyam", southern temples have expression of love, sexuality, love making. So, it can't be said that our culture is all about "Parda system" or " love behind the walls". We know love,sex exists and it's not a taboo to talk about. People do need to broader their perspective and mind status.

But are we actually staging up for what we are fighting for?? We want the public acceptance, freedom of expression, then why do we hide our love from our parents? Do we shy away or feel indecent to kiss our mate in front of our parents or younger siblings?Walking hand in hand in some mall, and expecting the crowd to accept our love or ignore it. Then why are we scared to drop our lover at his/ her house?? Or why there is an adrenaline rush to create a physical space or drop the hand when some acquaintance came into our eye-shot at some mall or public place?

Are we scared, or have double personality disorder, or at the back of our mind we actually thinks it is indecent in public?? 

think!