Monday, December 31, 2007

Yearpost - Tagged!!

Thanks to Manisha, I am back with another tag. The soliloquy follows..

· What had you done in 2007 that you had never done before?
Lot of things, good and bad. First time booze. A dinner out with a girl (not a date though, heard that her boyfriend didnt talk to her for a while after we had the dinner - i think it was the food ..). Have never had fought with a girl in my life, now that too happened (for petty reasons though, I never grow up). A great achievement was solving the Rubik's cube for the first time. I was on cloud number nine that day.

· What would you like to have in 2008 that you lacked in 2007?
I'd like to have more hours in a day, more days in the year, and more holidays than working days!

· What do you wish you had done more of 2007?
Growing up!

· What song(s) will always remind you of 2007?
Two-and-a-zero-and-a-zero-and-a-seven,
I have seen too much of hell and heaven!

I guess I am not that great a music composer! Any filmi offers contact me at my mail id (xx@yy.zz)

· What date from 2007 will remain etched upon your memory and why?
I have never been good at numbers. I guess it was the date I signed a cheque for 2008, seriously wishing afterwards, he should have torn it off, and not kept it with him!

· What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Finally I got one (more) hair on my beard!

· What was the best thing you got in 2007?
I didn't get anything that great. But there is one gift worth mentioning. My cousin on his marriage day got a gift from some one, a "Good Night" mosquito coil. How well picked a gift!

· What places did you visit this year?
Office, and rarely home.

· What was the best book you read in 2007?
Blindness by Jose Saramago, Hungry Tide by Amitav Gosh and Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini, they are my favourites. For suggesting the blindness book, I thank Sashu.

· What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I didn't do much to celeberate, but the whole world did -- 07/07/07. Old, I guess atleast one year older than I already was, the gray hair strand proves it too..

· What do you wish you had done less of in 2007?
Eating. I have been making a financial tallying for year 2007, and the maximum amount I've spent is on food. Money wasted, since after all these, I lost 3 kgs.

· What was your favorite film this year?
Bhagam Bhag. It was awfully bad. How can a movie like this run at box office, and worser, how can people roll on the stomach and laugh for jokes that literally makes one cry.

· Who did you miss the most among relatives and friends?
I miss quite a few of my friends. I guess they had a party the night I moved out from their apartment.

· What did you hate most about yourself this year?
That ugly looking man running in my shoes. The sole reason for all my worries..

· Did you do anything you are ashamed of this year?
A post-bath-realization of having a bathroom window open. Why did I have to notice that? I would have slept sound otherwise!!

· If you could go back in time to any moment of 2007 and change something, what would that be?
Just this right moment, watching the expression on my manager's face, as he kept watching me blogging during office hours.. (just kidding)..

· Did you do any act of benevolence this year?
Yup. Fed a belly with an unsatiable appetite. It is not my mistake if that belly belongs to me!

· My 2008 wish list:
1. More girls join my team.
2. Beautiful girls don't go to the other team.
3. A little more courage to look at a girl's face and talk! :-P
Ref: Epimendes Paradox

Friday, December 28, 2007

rubik's cube

Fiddling around,
Moving piece-by-piece,
My fingers play,
With the rubik's cube.

Cubes,
They traverse,
A million times,
All the six faces.

Colours,
They find their place,
In due time,
The one they deserve.

Some fit in,
Some fall out,
I cull those out,
That never comes my way.

Lies my cube,
Some cubes pulled,
Rest of them, right in place,
Call it success - just like my life!!

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Walking back..

Walking,
Down the old road;
Walking
Under the same trees.

A strange feeling,
Ebulliating my soul..
A strange quiver,
Running through my nerves.

Ten years hence,
I am back in my school,
Taking the stroll,
To a class that was mine.

Saw the bench,
That was mine,
Saw the marks,
That still remains.

The brief visit,
It ends so soon.
Like my school days,
Sweet and short.

Take the way out, I,
Thinking,
How many more years,
Before, I take this road again;
How many lives,
Before I am born a kid again!!

--
Jagadeesh
26/12/2oo7

Monday, December 24, 2007

can't love you dear..

On the phone,
A lady speaks,
Of love,
She has for me!

In her talks,
She propounds,
Why her love,
Is never returned!

My heart is filled,
With love to the brim.
All the time, I wanted to say,
Dear I love you till I die!

But all along, and all the while,
I knew the call, it was a wrong number
A love,
That never will fruition!

--
Jagadeesh
19/12/2oo7

shedding off love

I am learning to sleep
With dreams no more,
I am learning to live
Without you any more.

`Cause every dream I had,
You did come along.
Every moment I lived,
I had you by side.

Now I've found a life,
Without you anymore,
Why do you come,
Again, knocking at my door!?

==
Jagadeesh
19/12/2oo7

jigsaw puzzle

I listen to the bell
For the postman to ring
I wait at the door,
For the letter he will bring!

Not a love letter,
My heart craves for
None the less, a life's letter;
My heart will die for.

My progress card is on the way,
That my mom should never see.
So I snatch it,
And tear it before the read!

Torn into pieces,
Was a letter of merit,
Never read, and never seen,
It's now torn asunder!

Fitting the pieces,
I play the puzzle-
A jigsaw,
My heart will die for!!

--
Jagadeesh
15/12/2oo7

living tears

Tears live,
When you cry,
And when you smile,
They dry and die.

vagrant thoughts..

A valentine's day;
A stroll down the park;
Hands,
Holding each other!

A gentle breeze,
Strokes my hair,
Runs off with my wig,
And off my lover too goes!!

--
Jagadeesh
24/12/2oo7

blinded thoughts..

Born to the blind,
She was their light,
Holding their hands,
She was their guide.

Dotty she was,
Eloping with her dote.
To the bird's dulcet cries,
'nother morning wakes!

Blind they were,
To see they were alone!
When their tears did pour,
The whole world turned blind!

When lovers, they cried,
"Love is blind!"
Blindness, asks-

"Born blind or gone blind?"

--
Jagadeesh
24/12/2oo7

Thursday, December 13, 2007

feeling time..

The bud,
of tomorrow;
As a flower, it blossoms,
and today is born.
Petals crumbled,
they fade, into yesterdays!

Sorrows remains,
sympathies fades,
and smiles;
They are, always forgotten!!

--
Jagadeesh
12/o6/2oo7

A Random Thought (4)..

My life,
found its lines.
But there are no colours!

My stars,
found their sky,
But there is no night!

My dreams,
found my life,
But an insomniac, I became!

My love,
found its elixir,
But she gave me poison!

Now I sit sleepless,
under a starless sky,
All my life, dreaming of love!!

--
Jagadeesh
13/12/2oo7

A Random Thought (3)..

A plank is laid,
the scene is set;
People are cheering,
something's about to happen!

Appears a lady,
in her rags,
holding a child,
and the cheering grows!

Sun, about to set,
as if closing his eyes.
And waves grow, feets high,
trying to swallow their ship!

On to the plank,
she is pushed.
A sword's tip,
leading her on.

The last breath,
the last tear; In despair,
she looks at the baby,
the sweetest thing on earth.

She plunges,
ocean, she recieves her,
as her own daughter,
and to the bottom, she's carried!

Her spirits never died,
seeking revenge, she wanders,
the seven oceans,
capsizing ships, ending lives!

In her breath,
born are tsunamis
On her command,
wakes up hurricanes.

Mankind, wicked as always,
she, powerful as ever,
lives on,
paths crossing each other.

And every time,
a lesson taught,
is a lesson forgotten,
'cause man, he can never learn!

--
Jagadeesh
12/o6/2oo7

A Prodigy's Life

In the middle of a stage,
a young kid sits.
To his little fingers' rhythm,
a symphony plays.

Born a prodigy,
Drawn to the limelight.
He is, still a kid;
But a man in a kid's shoe.

In the middle of the world,
grows up the prodigy,
Innocence tarnished,
Never by the fame!

A young man he becomes,
Still the fame his heart craves,
Fear grows in his mind,
And in the shadows he hides.

A mother keeps watching,
All the time wondering,
Why my son was granted,
A prodigy's life!

--
Jagadeesh
13/12/o7

slipped and fell..

Who left,
that banana peel,
right in my way!

Stepped on it,
Unnoticed,
I fell headlong..

Into the night,
I fell asleep,
Slipping into a dream

--
Jagadeesh
13/12/2oo7

Thursday, December 06, 2007

a random thought..

A plank is laid,
the scene is set;
People are cheering,
something's about to happen!

Appears a lady,
in her rags,
holding a child,
and the cheering grows!

Sun, about to set,
as if closing his eyes.
And waves grow, feets high,
trying to swallow their ship!

On to the plank,
she is pushed.
A sword's tip,
leading her on.

The last breath,
the last tear; In despair,
she looks at the baby,
the sweetest thing on earth.

She plunges,
ocean, she recieves her,
as her own daughter,
and to the bottom, she's carried!

Her spirits never died,
seeking revenge, she wanders,
the seven oceans,
capsizing ships, ending lives!

In her breath,
born are tsunamis
On her command,
wakes up hurricanes.

Mankind, wicked as always,
she, powerful as ever,
lives on,
paths crossing each other.

And every time,
a lesson taught,
is a lesson forgotten,
'cause man, he can never learn!

--
Jagadeesh
12/o6/2oo7

a random thought..

A plank is laid,
the scene is set;
People are cheering,
something's about to happen!

Appears a lady,
in her rags,
holding a child,
and the cheering grows!

Sun, about to set,
as if closing his eyes.
And waves grow, feets high,
trying to swallow their ship!

On to the plank,
she is pushed.
A sword's tip,
leading her on.

The last breath,
the last tear; In despair,
she looks at the baby,
the sweetest thing on earth.

She plunges,
ocean, she recieves her,
as her own daughter,
and to the bottom, she's carried!

Her spirits never died,
seeking revenge, she wanders,
the seven oceans,
capsizing ships, ending lives!

In her breath,
born are tsunamis
On her command,
wakes up hurricanes.

Mankind, wicked as always,
she, powerful as ever,
lives on,
paths crossing each other.

And every time,
a lesson taught,
is a lesson forgotten,
'cause man, he can never learn!

--
Jagadeesh
12/o6/2oo7

Monday, December 03, 2007

blind..

Blindness,
physically blind!
morally blind;
some try to be blind,
keeping their eyes closed!

At times, we do all,
tend to be blind!
And one day, we all will be;
Buried six feet under!

--
Jagadeesh
o3/12/2oo7