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

Sunny are the days, green are the Meadows 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 don't be shy,

What makes me move...i don't know...but what makes you twitcher...anyways a bowl of welcomed tzatziki...that soothes the fire within your tummy high fies,

Turnovers, i tell you are the tussles...among tutorials, tutelages, tweaks and twees....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 don't 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 corroborative...in garnering votes of these rulers...in earnests in hopeful celebrations.

Far from the Madding Crowd...

Just as one Thomas Hardy..there goes my dream...that riding on my laurels..here i land on some unknown distant star,
As a real person...that i am... so my mobile remained with me 24*7....hence i tried to connect or reconnect..to tell that i have gone that far,

But what...oh no....don't ask..me what happened there after since i wont be able to tell that how much hard..it was...so blaming me wont be fair,
No it was not a voice problem..that was with me all the time... but it was an astronomical truth...you know sound travels only in the air,

Here in the void...that i thought...was far from the madding crowd,
But what's the use of being there...where i am not heard....so waking up again made me aware that.. that on my real existence i should be feeling proud.

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.

Life without trees...

What would be life without trees as there would be no jungles,
Would it be all the ice all over...where all would be sliding on ski....or would it be just plane walking or stumbles,

Would it be the deserts..all over...thus camels would be the mantra..or the means to travel,
Would braving dust storms..be the order of the day...thus being veiled...yet being doughty..pacy and peaceful marvel,

Would it be the plane land....covered entirely..or partly...with green grassy meadows,
Would the Sun Blaze Ultra violet glows..from the Blue skies above...to escape from its scorching heat...where would one find cool shadows,

How would the rain arrive... how would the Rain God resting on clouds nine...would come down as the fresh and pure rain drops,
Because the trees...that would create an atmosphere for the rain...would not be here.. but the rains are essential for the growth of crops,

What would happen to that divine and sacred story from the Land of GOD...that here was the unique..the one and the only and the invisible Kalpavrksa tree,
That would full fill all wishes...of the accessible who sit under it..and...making their lives..absolutely play full, work less and totally carefree,

Would it be all the carbon dioxide...what would all living being's lungs get to breathe..how unpredictable would be this task,
Would it be the artificial..resparations...all would look like mountaineer with the cylinders on back..on faces...the newests..thecolourfuls..and designers masks,

What would happen to all of those doctors...advisers.. who preach...all apple a day..keep diseases away,
Would it be the changed prescriptions....patients..to get fit...please don't remember apples...cant bring these..even with your massive outlandish outlay,

What would happen to the WORD fruits itself...not to talk about oranges..mangoes..dates...and coconuts...that were a way to cool the throats questy,
Would the word fruits be the matter of research...that FRUITS did exist once upon a time..on Trees that was the home of an immortal crow...very thirsty,

What would be the homes of all other birds or other creatures..what would happen to the concept.. chhidya ka ghosla or the nest,
Where would the silk worms survive...or what would happen to silk sarees...or silk apparels..what on that D DAY would the bride wear...for her beau the best,

How and what would happen if there were a life without trees would this make us all carefree,
Fortunately...this is not the case..and cant be... even in ones cruelests dreams..LIFE IS WONDERFUL..LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL LIFE IS ALL ABOUT LIVING WITH... THE TREES.

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

" Been there done that....for all to see..",
" That's our millieu....our enviroment...modish...optimal...and lusciously lucid",

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

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

"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 standingby.. who remain cool in peerless paints,"

"What have we 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...you know it and we have been learning it..the truth is... enjoyed it to the hilt..its the trend..the fresh andhmmmn...typically new,

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,

Stangely 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 gallantary sprint...that was won in one snappyfoto 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 kingsize..or lived life kingsize...are the mannerisms..too squared...preached by a pretty..on the promise to get a bravery award from her hands,
So live life kingfully 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 informations..from here and there...or by listening or by visiting our pc..and then leaving pc..in some dancingclassical flips,

Well continuosly 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 promisery notes,

Then one day...on the hours of need i decided to ask for some refund of my investy coddles,
What? the reply came...do you know what i earn...i earn half a takka...for one paper...if you dont believe then come lookits all here in the contractual noddles,

Just half a takka... i asked....what are you talking about...do you know how much you earn since it has got heavy circulation,
Smarter was the reply...i am not bothered about it...whether its just one or the billion...thats the headache of marketing people..whose work will begin..after the short duration,

So whom should i approach....can you...or can you the half a takka earner....suggest a way,
Will my business run, Will i be able to multiply...will i be able to payoff my dues...of all..and then begin to throttle life at the full pacyplays and replays.

So as usual....the learners always gain...

So as always....smiling again....

What to say...Smile Again...

What to say now when i am a struggler again,
From where shall i bring the strength to over come this unintended grief and pain,

Who should i blame.. and why....and who i should i ask to be with me,
As in these hours of thoda sadnesses and thoda moodies ness...everything said and told of me... may look like a mimicy plea,

Ok fine.... but then i always accept the fact...that this is a real world not with the magical flights/bouts of solutions,
Every problem has tobe dealt with.... from this to that to every other things...to combat inflation's...to stop the pollutions,

But like as in the movies like if here too would be an omni potent...omni present...all in one...the powerful director,
Who behind the reels on the sets would say cut.. re shoot..roll the camera...lets do it again...had shes or hees not performing...in the roles from...well many....to the proud inspector,

But again..like in the real life....the omnipotent...the omni present...is too an human being...worried absorbed excited with his or her shares of pleasures and sorrows,
Like that omnipotent too...had to make his or her ends meet...if not doing well...then is it through stealing...i dont think so...at the most..it would be the intrestfuls borrows,

So this is the life...what all its colourful vistas...with all the highs and the lows,
The curves are here..the slopes are steep at times..but head and heart have to be in fine shape...to give command..to apply the breakes..to the feet sometimes..that are right at the bottom of my legs below,

So what to say...or what more have i to say when i am the struggler again,
My head and heart are in fine shape and in proper coordination so keep saying ...hey this too will pass... i know without pain...no gain,

Well ok i mean really really okay...the things you read of me..to you may be of some gain,
Simple are the words that i use..so what is the trouble...... that makes you soooo angry...but smile is yours own hence no need to buy it ....as to see you like this..is a real pain,

Sooo..don't read too much into it...the talash may always be in your mind,
Keep searching..anywhere... ok anywhere yaar....we are clean..and we are healthy...we have beautified our pc..with our creativity's and memorable finds,

So God forbids...but is The God is with us..in helping us to keep our environs clean of viruses and from our emotional, financial and imaginary pains,
But still Let the humour flow..let the music blow..let the stories glow...let the creative visit.. and let you all find something friendly here ...that makes you rich, healthy, and the bold and the beautiful...but sadly apna kya... we are the struggler again,

I know there is hardly any reason ...these days...to put the smiles on my at ,times this at times that kind of, faces,
Still all of you expect from me..that i forget my worries... as to one another this is fundamental truth..to encourage friends with the gracious smiley graces,

Anyways..better to be silent...and better to ignore all kinds of intended and unintended bullies,
My basket is too full.. but u stilll keep coming with your loaded funs..or funds.......i accept yours funs and funds both...i respect your (f)phundas...i acknowledge...yours contributions fully,

Ok dont accept this fact...that i am the strugglers....keep saying that i am just pretending .. hence crying or i am superhuman and rich and famous...and i have toooooooooo much money...to ease my pain,
Then come dear.....what makes you fear...i will show you my imaginary lockers...which is too fulllll...with what i have earned...courtesy you all....i will show...the leaves of my memories...coz this is what i have gained,

Suna tha...the world provides a place to live...the world is too full with all kinds of opportunities..working...social...economic..and of all other kinds,
And you too listen this i never asked how you earn..how you live..how you walk.. how you talk...etc...then...what makes you sooo ????.. what makes you so satisfied...you...who call yourselves creative minds,


Even if it were on the public or people domain...were these views be published at any of the people's or public's ( visible to all) spaces then as the true ppl..you had to put ..comments at proper spaces,
But this is our PC..and our own thoughts.. our own fights.. our own arguments..sharings...true..at times to each other we did made faces,

In your own personal or professional lives..one hint of intrusion..and you are all ga ga..calling others insensitive to your needs,
Then What kind of society are you all...what are the things...that need to be done.. i really really dont know.. i swear..that should be done..to match your double tripple..or infinite humours deeds,

One hint of criticism...and you all go short wired...as if you know everything..and in that arrogance or proudyness..sometimes you make me the ordinary... so small,
Ya i am ordinary..i do admit...then why are you so hell bent in making me...so big..which i am not...what do you want should i stay at our homes..devoid of my right to work..or is this such friendly gift from you the the all,

Easy to smile..easy to keep boasting on powerful shoulders or backings...easy to be destructive..easy to tap calls ( media included)..easy to steal ideas..easy to use it all these so arrogantly in your..notes,
Ok.....we bow to you all... but we are democrates....keep painting towns..keeps colouring papers..tubes..we will try our best to ignore you all..we shall keep living..we wont die till our time comes..sorry we will never meet you with heavy throats,

Thats the we...hum donoh...the bravehearts...the simple believers...in all the colourful vistas of life,
We shall keep living..keep humming a song..keep listening these...hopefully on our day...we shall ask GOD...oh GOD did we deserve these all as your children...did we really deserve this strife,

What have you have taken...is the liberty to utter a few words..that were or are spoken while we were being alone,
Has this happened to anyone before this...if yes then let me know....since you know all....but really really pity that did this in order to earn to payoff for your moral, social, or perhaps to earn a heavy political loan,

Totally totally totally devoid of words...totally...you have taken of me...simple human being...belonging to a family...being friendly...and being bestest to my own,
Totally totally totally..i do say...your coffers of money are full...ok let these be...sorry i am not jealous at all....perhaps yours ideas or yours woes or your reliabilities..did depend on yours highers phones..

So what should i say ...or what should i say to you all... except this....i have this much for your gains...
Smile again....smile again...

Instant and without preparation..Trust me

Writing is a skill that as a writer i hardly know,

Yet i try to write a few lines how i don't need to tell you and show,

In an attempt to show the few aces that i used to hold,

I was asked to keep my writings cut by a few who always had the kings too old,

The old kings now are trying to relive their lives by puffing hard and hard,

Knowing these are going to be the last kashes of the ciggies..bidis..well the writings tell of the docs cards,

The docs..are there all the times in search of these puffy and phonkoo buddies,

Why..perhaps its the instant gratifications or the duties or the prospective clients...that make them all their darling duddies,

The duddies in fact do go laughing all the ways to their respective banks..filling their endless money pots,

Who contributed how..is this such a valid question..but let me not ask this..coz if i ask this..they will all go gussa and red hots

Hots during these summer o my god who needs such garmi in their pockets beneath the belts,

Heavy hai toh kya hua...paisa hai bhai...aaney dow...bhai aaney dow...thanks to those they say..puffies..stay alive...be cool..we will face the heat...aap kripya na ho jana melt..

I am happy to make you glee...Hope so. Did i or did not i.. Whatever...smile please like i do in har sukh and jyada tar dukhs...

Thanks for reading..

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