Sacred Smiles...

Like some crops in fields which missed the harvest,

Like a diamond ring which slid down d drain,

Like a handwritten note washed in d rain

Like a timeless melody never recorded,

My Life is a prose which was never narrated.

I stand at this bridge with a pick and guitar,

Waiting for the moon and the evening stars,

Promising a song at the dawn of night.

To the ripples which goes along the riverside.

And for sure every day the sun sets down,

Makes me hunt for a fresh new reason,

To betray the ripples and myself.

And justify the silence and the treason.

Its so easy to make a note,

To decorate it with some radiant words,

Except when u have to speak the truth,

No fancy, no flight, but ur own good life

U have not an audience but a life to loose,

Still I manage to find a smile,

And paste it over a restless face.

God u know this is all so tough

Hold those drops forever still

Before they wash the smile away.

....written Dec 09

CAT 09 - Experiences

Well I have nt been a soldier in any of the World Wars, but i feel like being one today.
Why ? Because am a part of some 2 Lakh strong Fauz of CAT aspirants ! With each one of us alloted one specific date at some specific front at some part of the country..

The NEWS (or rumours) of servers crashing down accross the country sends shivers down the spine and makes me feel enemy planes hovering over the heads and bombing randomly.. We can just hope that our Bunker(the desitined Computer terminals) does not meet an unfortunate fate.

As if this was not over, the soldiers who have already seen action, have been debarred from sharing their information and valuable inputs regarding number of enemies, their difficulty level, their origin and so on. And the rest of us, who have not yet gone to fight, share an unknown fear of being watched by some IIM SECRET SERVICES, threatining us of coutmartial or even imprisionment.

Still, the brave aspirants, share amongst themselves, the valuable and much wanted Experiences.

In a Nut shell...

1) Dont trust your arsenols blindly, it may malfunction. Clicking a seemingly harmless Review button may prove fatal and end ur test once for all.
2) Keep good amount of dry fruits .. u may have to stay in the trenches for as long as 7 hours.
3)If the PC shuts down suddenly, dont panic. Solve the active question in mind. YOu are actually getting some more valuable minutes.
4)Be prepared for a talkitive staff. Even if they distract and disturb you, your actual enemy still remains the Question paper. You have counted bullets. (minutes)
5) Negative marking exists, even if it isnt mentioned in the Question paper specifically.
And the Last..
6) Remember what Gita Says,
" Your right is to fight the exam only, not to be obsessed with a perfect Scorecard.

Hindi Poem

इन बारिश की बूंदों का भी,
क्या मुझसे कोई बैर है ?
खडा हूँ बाहर सुबह से ,
फिर क्यों सूखा एहसास है?


ओस की बूंदों ने भी ,
खुद को फूलों में कैद किया,
पलकें बिछाई रात भर ,
मैंने भी उनकों था देखा !

फिर अगले दिन जब धूप खिली ,
सोचा, चलो, आंसूं तो सूखेंगे !
लेकिन कुदरत का रंग देखो ,
मैं फसा रहा यादों की छावं तले !

Burden or Legacy: Reviving Past

Its the peak of summers. I feel as the head is slit into two halves and Maggie being boiled inside. The burning road threatens to melt my feet, my own eyes pump flames into my face and the heat waves push me back , stronger and harder. And am forced to do some tasks i have loathed for a decade or even longer.

The scorching sun illuminates the shades of luxury and sitting in the backyard cant be afforded any more, at least for the next many days or may be even months.

Because its the question of survival today.

History not only repeats itself but makes you pay for every inch of grass which was left unmaintained. Present, when becomes past, has strong though invisible nexus connections
with future, enough to take you hostage.

Strictly About me

Enough of poetry, reviews and other nonsense over here. Now something strictly about me .

Truth, Honesty and Love .
Three words which echo the most in this pseudo emotional world, but only the person who has actually gone their way, knows the pain and joy which lies there in. Add to this the determination to take the hitherto undiscovered path. If that's not sufficient, then keep adding to it the courage and desire to serve the motherland and you will start getting a bleak picture of what I am.

Life has never been an easy path for me, nor I have ever wanted or allowed it to be.Strange and mystic things appeal me, as much as the simple and beautiful ones but what beholds me is surely Truth Honesty and Love. I m a poet by heart and otherwise also. I have received the extreme love and extreme hatred of people around me, but thankfully never went unnoticed.

You may feel I am talking too much of me. Well what else should you ideally expect in this about me column? You are free to discontinue and I also advise the same, esp if you took less than 25 seconds to read this far.

Continued….

My desires are as diverse as the traditions of our country and as old as no more than 21 years. Finally I have been successfully able to classify them as core desires and the covering desires. The complexities increases so much that the difference between Core and Covering is often not visible. I think the real challenge of life is not as much to full fill your desires as much it is too differentiate between the Core and Cover.Emotions are the bed rock of life, and govern all it's activities and direction. Some would agree, others won't. I have held views of both sides, though followed the latter way.

Back to Basics
I like and support all those of us, who .......(continued as earlier)

3 Mistakes of My Life

"Love, Sex, Passion, Foreign locations, Patriotism and High intensity Action." Chetan Bagat's latest 3 Mistakes of My Life has everything that could qualify a Hindi Movie to be Complete Masala flick.

Add to this Cricket, Religion, Friendship, Betrayal, Suicide and Miracles.

There is nothing more you could ask for while reading any Novel.

This time there are 3 guys and as always one sweet, charming and daring girl called Vidya, like Neha of Five point Someone or Priyanka of One night @ Call Centre. I wonder why Chetan's girls are always so adventurous,venturous, undaunted and all that you seldom see in real life.

Then amongst the 3 guys one is the narrator, Govind. but for the First time Chetan's narrator is Cool, Calm, Composed someone who acts like a Leador (totally in contrast to tomgue tied Hari of FPS1 or damped Shyam of ON@CC.
The other guys include "Omi" - the son of a priest- impulsive and a sort of

follower. Ish/Ishant - Undaunted, heroic, emotional - a higher version of
Ryan.

Now the plot goes like this:

The guys esp. Narrator starts a buisness. After a couple of failures , they

succeed. Ishant discovers a national treasure in a 12 Year old poor Muslim

boy. What so special about the boy? well, the boy can respond to a

stimuli in less than 1/10 of a normal human being. Some thing quite

unrealistic. never mind so the boys goes on hitting Sixes on even the best

of pace attack.

SO our three heroes pledge to make boy a national Cricketer. The poor

muslim, who has no future in India ends up getting a Lavish deal from

Australians. In a breath holding scene(like that pakistani Masjid scene in

Gadar movie) he declares:

" It's Ok if I dont become a player, but not Ok if I am not an Indian..No I

dont want to be Australian in my next life.Even if I have a hundered next

lives, I want to be Indian in all of them. "


In between, the cool narrator after dozens attempts by Vidya ( the sweet

girls and sister of Ishant) finally falls in her love and ends up doing the

forbidden, the day she turns 18, in her room, right above her mothers

kitchen blowing whisltes of Pressure Cooker,Brothers TV room. Fathers

Drawing room. The forbidden acts are repeated till the 'P' word and 'A'

word emerge in picture.

And Now the Action:

Godhara Incident.
Muslims burn alive Hindus Kar Sewaks in Train.
Gujrat explodes.

And remember our beloved little national tresure was a Muslim. So he

becomes a target of a wild Mob pledged to torch him alive.
To his rescue we have our three heroes.

Govind-the Narrator, buisnessman.
Omi- the son of leador of mob.
Ishant-the cricketer, the hero.

A high intensity action follows. 3 young boys brave 40 something mob.
It reminds of Gadar Movie. Ishant who had ran away from NDA several

years ago, comes out as a real Warrior with real blood in his veins.
The Climax is awsome. It actually hold ur breath and you can't even bat ur eyelid.

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