Dear Rajat,
I Wish you a very Happy Birthday ! Hope you would appreciate this lil gift of Love ! This Blog treasures one tiny image of your wonderful self, everything sweet that you ever wrote, ever since the day I met you :) I gave in as much as my time, effort and creativity did allow me ! If Still there is something you would or would not want to be here.. do let me know, so I can work on 'em ! I would still want you to own a blog ! The time you decide about creating one, do let me know, so that the blog shall be deleted so as to have you this url :) Please do let me know your feelings ! Once again, Happy Birthday. Enjoy and Have a wonderful time :)
Love
Dharitri
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Hold My Pain
Pensively sad,
undulating and mad,
tell me that sometimes,
stories have happy endings..
Whisper the unnerved fables.
take me away from pragmatic air,
breathe me with surreal dreams,
feed me with your heart's blood...
kill mercilessly the words...
words that escaped,
the myriad laughing lips,
words which once humiliated my belief..
that you would come..
and hold my hand!
Even if they are true..
even if they are sane..
make me believe this lie,
annihilate my pain.
Lonely Dream
So when I'm crying alone,
when I'm cold as a dying stone,
Grow me a garden of roses,
Paint me the colors of sky and rain,
Teach me to speak with your voices,
Show me the way and I'll try again...
I still hear your voice when I sleep lonely,
I still feel your touch in my dreams,
Forgive me, my weakness, but I don't know why,
Without you it's hard to survive..
Love
Me
Forgotten
Let my love be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten,
Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold,
Let it be forgotten for ever and ever,
Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.
If anyone asks, say it was forgotten
Long and long ago,
As a flower, as a fire, as a hushed footfall
In a long forgotten snow.
Monday, February 11, 2008
I Am Wind
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Love Me More
My Angel, My Love
What can I give you, my angel, my lover,
You who have given the world to me,
Showed me the light and the joy that cover
The wild sweet earth and restless sea?
All that I have are gifts of your giving,
If I gave them again, you would find them old,
And your soul would weary of always living
Before the mirror my life would hold.
What shall I give you, my angel, my lover?
The gift that breaks the heart in me,
I bid you awake at dawn and discover
I have gone my way and left you free.
Love
Rajat
You who have given the world to me,
Showed me the light and the joy that cover
The wild sweet earth and restless sea?
All that I have are gifts of your giving,
If I gave them again, you would find them old,
And your soul would weary of always living
Before the mirror my life would hold.
What shall I give you, my angel, my lover?
The gift that breaks the heart in me,
I bid you awake at dawn and discover
I have gone my way and left you free.
Love
Rajat
One Wish
I wish!! I wish...
If I could channel your voice,
and put it in a song,
Gods will cry,
It'll give me strength,
to compose you those dead valentines,
in tears and blood,
that you'll never claim..
If I could channel your voice,
and put it in a song,
Gods will cry,
It'll give me strength,
to compose you those dead valentines,
in tears and blood,
that you'll never claim..
Before you kissed me only winds of heaven
Had kissed me, and the tenderness of rain,
Now you have come, how can I care for kisses
Like theirs again?
I sought the sea, she sent her winds to meet me,
They surged about me singing of the south,
I turned my head away to keep still holy
Your kiss upon my mouth.
And swift sweet rains of shining April weather
Found not my lips where living kisses are,
I bowed my head lest they put out my glory
As rain puts out a star.
I am my love's and amour is mine forever,
Sealed with a seal and safe forevermore,
Think you that I could let a beggar enter
Where a king stood before?
Love,
Rajat
Friday, February 8, 2008
When I was to embrace the sleep,
kissing the night,
Your wonderful self,
grazed across my thoughts...
touched me gently,
in my heart..
made me realise,
unfair shortness of life...
and I bit on my cracked lip,
sending ripples in my serene soul..
Too many questions...
what is the answer..
love being an option,
Love can make me alive,
can make me go dreadfully dead...
it can make my happiness laugh itself out,
may force pain to brim over eye's corner,
Reassurance it may whisper,
fearfulness it may smear on my face....
like a chameleon it polymorphs the colors..
and I wonder..
I fear..
deal with the excitement,
rushing its red in my veins...
more I fear..
why would you be near??
would I be left cold,
bleeding along with love?
would again be honestly told..
those dishonest scripts!
doubtful veracity,
and talks crypt,
noone wants to be there..
But would still want my share.
kissing the night,
Your wonderful self,
grazed across my thoughts...
touched me gently,
in my heart..
made me realise,
unfair shortness of life...
and I bit on my cracked lip,
sending ripples in my serene soul..
Too many questions...
what is the answer..
love being an option,
Love can make me alive,
can make me go dreadfully dead...
it can make my happiness laugh itself out,
may force pain to brim over eye's corner,
Reassurance it may whisper,
fearfulness it may smear on my face....
like a chameleon it polymorphs the colors..
and I wonder..
I fear..
deal with the excitement,
rushing its red in my veins...
more I fear..
why would you be near??
would I be left cold,
bleeding along with love?
would again be honestly told..
those dishonest scripts!
doubtful veracity,
and talks crypt,
noone wants to be there..
But would still want my share.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Love Me
I am a very ordinary lad who still admires that pair of old faded jeans. I love to plant a tree or pull weeds or just get some mud over my hands. Love to walk out and drench in summer rain drizzle with my hands stretched out and chin up to thundering sky. I don’t worry about grass stains while sitting on the lawn admiring panoramic sky. Love experiencing grandeur of sunsets. So it makes a perfect sense that I fear human imsticts, revere nature and love animals especially canines and horses. I change what I can and leave what I can’t. I often look back to my and never care about other’s past. I often tend to slow down to enjoy present and I really don’t worry about the future because the moment I fret about it, it comes to me with the very next moment. I prefer not to fly solo but god-powered… hmmm… I am a spiritual being in a physical body. I am someone who would never put myself last. If there’s need I prefer to depend on miracles than just believing in them! You would certainly like to voice some reservations about me… but know that I would love to listen to your good reservations about me and don’t care about the bad ones. I hope you gladly ignore the craziness of the playful child inside me who is ready to bug you to the tears. Temper sits on my nose but following peaceful nature of my friends, I have learnt to give my anger a constructive outlet… into sketches and labyrinth of words. In last few years, I tamed my mind to forgive myself for being lazy and wrong at times. The best thing about me is that I know when to say ‘No’ and respect the wishes of others when they say ‘No’. I really love and respect my mum, dad, bro and chocolates beyond one can imagine (Most of us do and those who don’t please stop reading my profile and be somewhere else!).I often look back to my and never care about other’s past. I often tend to slow down to enjoy present and I really don’t worry about the future because the moment I fret about it, it comes to me with the very next moment. I prefer not to fly solo but god-powered… hmmm… I am a spiritual being in a physical body. I am someone who would never put myself last. If there’s need I prefer to depend on miracles than just believing in them!You would certainly like to voice some reservations about me… but know that I would love to listen to your good reservations about me and don’t care about the bad ones. I hope you gladly ignore the craziness of the playful child inside me who is ready to bug you to the tears. Temper sits on my nose but following peaceful nature of my friends, I have learnt to give my anger a constructive outlet… into sketches and labyrinth of words. In last few years, I tamed my mind to forgive myself for being lazy and wrong at times.
The best thing about me is that I know when to say ‘No’ and respect the wishes of others when they say ‘No’. I really love and respect my mum, dad, bro and chocolates beyond one can imagine (Most of us do and those who don’t please stop reading my profile and be somewhere else!).
I often hide my feelings, for they hardly defeat my intelligence. But I exude plenty of french romantics that course my veins. Your assumption that I am your "friend" shall not mislead you to believe that even I feel the same. Love to have my space and if you are a stranger or acquaintance then make sure that your intervention shall arouse an interest that merits your excuse of doing so...
Sometimes jealous, pragmatic, greedy and sexed(heat of my ignited breath would make you melt in my arms)… I have no remorse that I have philandered a lot. But I really appreciate love(One shall appreciate Rare and best things!). May cry (silently though) if need be. See in me a normal, simple guy..
We join spokes together in a wheel
but it is the center hole
that makes the wagon move.
We shape clay into a pot,
but it is the emptiness inside
that holds whatever we want.
We hammer wood for a house,
but it is the inner space
that makes it livable.
We work with being,
but non-being is what we use...
In my life i never tried to impress someone for them to like me, because the moment I do that I will have to carry that image for the rest of my life and it's hard to pretend to be somebody else..I may not be that close to perfection like other people do,but WHO CARES?It's not them whom i live for anyway.What matters is that i know myself and i know how i look like inside out and i know my worth...this is ME. As what some wise man (that was me!) had said... If you can't handle me at my worst,then you don't deserve me at my BEST!
I am sweet, lovable, innocent, sometimes away from worldly wisdom when I am being myself... a kid that you would say..
BUT
At times, I may be greedy, jealous, liar, dishonest and sexed... Warmth of my breath would make you melt and seduce you.. And you would give yourself away to my flawed perfection...
In a weak moment, you fall prey(Suppose!) then remember that sex with a stranger doesn't have to be a cold and secondary thing.. even if it's one night, you shall give your best..
To make love to a stranger is the best.
There is no riddle and there is no test,
To lie and love, not aching to make sense,
Of this night in the mesh of reference.
To touch, unclaimed by fear of imminent day,
And understand, as only strangers may.
To feel the beat of foreign heart to heart,
Preferring neither to prolong nor part.
To rest within the unknown arms and know,
That this is all there is; that this is so.
Though Love is the best thing to do.. No debates! Hate is just not my statement as I may dislike anything but can't hate it because life is far too short to hate something or someone and deny yourself love.
Myths divulge that once in an unknown passage of time Greek Gods got bored and invented human...
They were still restless so they created love... Their myriad perspectives and their celestial imaginaton made love omnipotent and polymorphic... Making it so strong that it brings out the best in you... Best mother, best father, best lover, best dancer(if you love dancing)... so on and so forth. It will overpower your intellect to make you see an Adonis in simple man or the Venus in an ordinary woman...
There are several magical, mysterious and aureating incarnations of love.. Unfortunately, I am one of them. I am the feast of love that would tempt you, tantalise your senses but most of you would like to take a big bite.. big enough to fill your hungry mouth and move on.. won't you?
I listen intent to the voice of wind,
And I come to a heaven that's waiting there within..
The best thing about me is that I know when to say ‘No’ and respect the wishes of others when they say ‘No’. I really love and respect my mum, dad, bro and chocolates beyond one can imagine (Most of us do and those who don’t please stop reading my profile and be somewhere else!).
I often hide my feelings, for they hardly defeat my intelligence. But I exude plenty of french romantics that course my veins. Your assumption that I am your "friend" shall not mislead you to believe that even I feel the same. Love to have my space and if you are a stranger or acquaintance then make sure that your intervention shall arouse an interest that merits your excuse of doing so...
Sometimes jealous, pragmatic, greedy and sexed(heat of my ignited breath would make you melt in my arms)… I have no remorse that I have philandered a lot. But I really appreciate love(One shall appreciate Rare and best things!). May cry (silently though) if need be. See in me a normal, simple guy..
We join spokes together in a wheel
but it is the center hole
that makes the wagon move.
We shape clay into a pot,
but it is the emptiness inside
that holds whatever we want.
We hammer wood for a house,
but it is the inner space
that makes it livable.
We work with being,
but non-being is what we use...
In my life i never tried to impress someone for them to like me, because the moment I do that I will have to carry that image for the rest of my life and it's hard to pretend to be somebody else..I may not be that close to perfection like other people do,but WHO CARES?It's not them whom i live for anyway.What matters is that i know myself and i know how i look like inside out and i know my worth...this is ME. As what some wise man (that was me!) had said... If you can't handle me at my worst,then you don't deserve me at my BEST!
I am sweet, lovable, innocent, sometimes away from worldly wisdom when I am being myself... a kid that you would say..
BUT
At times, I may be greedy, jealous, liar, dishonest and sexed... Warmth of my breath would make you melt and seduce you.. And you would give yourself away to my flawed perfection...
In a weak moment, you fall prey(Suppose!) then remember that sex with a stranger doesn't have to be a cold and secondary thing.. even if it's one night, you shall give your best..
To make love to a stranger is the best.
There is no riddle and there is no test,
To lie and love, not aching to make sense,
Of this night in the mesh of reference.
To touch, unclaimed by fear of imminent day,
And understand, as only strangers may.
To feel the beat of foreign heart to heart,
Preferring neither to prolong nor part.
To rest within the unknown arms and know,
That this is all there is; that this is so.
Though Love is the best thing to do.. No debates! Hate is just not my statement as I may dislike anything but can't hate it because life is far too short to hate something or someone and deny yourself love.
Myths divulge that once in an unknown passage of time Greek Gods got bored and invented human...
They were still restless so they created love... Their myriad perspectives and their celestial imaginaton made love omnipotent and polymorphic... Making it so strong that it brings out the best in you... Best mother, best father, best lover, best dancer(if you love dancing)... so on and so forth. It will overpower your intellect to make you see an Adonis in simple man or the Venus in an ordinary woman...
There are several magical, mysterious and aureating incarnations of love.. Unfortunately, I am one of them. I am the feast of love that would tempt you, tantalise your senses but most of you would like to take a big bite.. big enough to fill your hungry mouth and move on.. won't you?
I listen intent to the voice of wind,
And I come to a heaven that's waiting there within..
Flavors-2
Drink wine. It is life eternal. Just a fling with it and all the youth it has, it'll give away to you. It is the season of wine, roses and drunken friends.
Be happy for this moment.. for this moment is your life. The rejections, fears and ignorance gives me the go to emerge out as winner... If one is to stay in mind of millions.. if one's to be remembered for hundred years then he doesn't have to live for hundred years... Only a day is enough. His accomplishments will make him live in minds of people for hundred years. Live this moment, live this day on purpose.
Choose to create the world around you according to your most deeply held values. Life is not a random accident. Whatever is happening in your life at any time is the result of some specific set of thoughts and actions. Instead of complaining about your circumstances, get busy and create some new ones. Reach down into the purpose that is within you and connect that purpose with all you do.When your actions have no real basis in meaning, then the slightest setback can stop you cold. By contrast, when you give true purpose to each day, even the most difficult challenges will serve to lift you ever higher. Your most treasured dreams are yours for a very good reason. You are the one special person who can make them real.
Do yourself a big favor and give this day a meaningful purpose. Feel the stimulating, dynamic energy of life as you truly make a positive difference in your world. Wines, red roses, crushed strawberries, diced olives are all exotic dreams.. It's time to make the dreams come true.. It's time to rise and stand for self. Will make no small plans for they have not the power to stir men’s blood
Earth-worms, fried eggs of ants, roasted lizards, smoked caterpillars, boiled rats(vietnamese speciality), dog's steak(essential dutch cuisine)... Ah! Wooooow.. mmmmmmmm..... thank god I don't eat any of those!!
My maid makes me chicken.
Her Chicken makes me cough.
I wish that when she made it,
she took the feathers off!
And yes sex is a very good thing to induldge in. I love wild s-expeditions, freaky s-experiments, I love to s-exude the goodness.. I love watching hot s-exotic models s-exposing, Love preapring very well for s-exams, talking to my s-ex-girlfriend, I love s-extra cheese on pizza, I am passionate about preserving s-extinct moral values, I am passionate about noticing s-external behavior of people, Getting s-exmpted from s-exclusion among my friends even after not turning up thrice in a row, So s-extract of my talk is that its simply s-exihilrating! Most Important of all the lessons... Never make anyone so imperative that you cannot live without him/her. In the end the one who'll never leave you is you!! So never put any expectations...
Be happy for this moment.. for this moment is your life. The rejections, fears and ignorance gives me the go to emerge out as winner... If one is to stay in mind of millions.. if one's to be remembered for hundred years then he doesn't have to live for hundred years... Only a day is enough. His accomplishments will make him live in minds of people for hundred years. Live this moment, live this day on purpose.
Choose to create the world around you according to your most deeply held values. Life is not a random accident. Whatever is happening in your life at any time is the result of some specific set of thoughts and actions. Instead of complaining about your circumstances, get busy and create some new ones. Reach down into the purpose that is within you and connect that purpose with all you do.When your actions have no real basis in meaning, then the slightest setback can stop you cold. By contrast, when you give true purpose to each day, even the most difficult challenges will serve to lift you ever higher. Your most treasured dreams are yours for a very good reason. You are the one special person who can make them real.
Do yourself a big favor and give this day a meaningful purpose. Feel the stimulating, dynamic energy of life as you truly make a positive difference in your world. Wines, red roses, crushed strawberries, diced olives are all exotic dreams.. It's time to make the dreams come true.. It's time to rise and stand for self. Will make no small plans for they have not the power to stir men’s blood
Earth-worms, fried eggs of ants, roasted lizards, smoked caterpillars, boiled rats(vietnamese speciality), dog's steak(essential dutch cuisine)... Ah! Wooooow.. mmmmmmmm..... thank god I don't eat any of those!!
My maid makes me chicken.
Her Chicken makes me cough.
I wish that when she made it,
she took the feathers off!
And yes sex is a very good thing to induldge in. I love wild s-expeditions, freaky s-experiments, I love to s-exude the goodness.. I love watching hot s-exotic models s-exposing, Love preapring very well for s-exams, talking to my s-ex-girlfriend, I love s-extra cheese on pizza, I am passionate about preserving s-extinct moral values, I am passionate about noticing s-external behavior of people, Getting s-exmpted from s-exclusion among my friends even after not turning up thrice in a row, So s-extract of my talk is that its simply s-exihilrating! Most Important of all the lessons... Never make anyone so imperative that you cannot live without him/her. In the end the one who'll never leave you is you!! So never put any expectations...
Good Morning to You
A glooming peace, this morning with it brings,
the sun chases the sorrow and,
sorrow would not show up its head..
Go hence, to have more talks of sad things..
some shall be pardoned and some must have fled,
some never were a story of more regret..
This kiss of my soul on my lips,
won't fade away,
is meant to stay..
so that I can do away with,
lies and unclaimed claims...
so that hurt crows..
laughing pigs won't be a concern anymore.
I have forsaken everything... my soul isn't mine anymore.. Lucifer owns it Never make anyone so imperative that you can't do without it... It'll make you vulnerable to unkindest of hurts and much more that I never want anyone to experience... Vulnerability is a defecit in my case.. am vulnerable to nothing except for.................. vulnerabilityIt's better to rule hell than to serve in heaven! By the way I know I am a just another human... have all the flaws that only a human can have.. but I am determined to change the things.. I want to stay vulnerable but only to good things like self-less love... I shall appreciate to remember that or searching that online.. Truth is devil is god and god is the devil.. they are faces of same entity in two different perspectives.Love is so powerful.. it sees no relation, no boundaries, no color... It's way beyond the vivid imaginations of poets, depictions of philosophers and verses by Prophets Whatever... I don't disrespect those but won't entertain either. It's human to think of sex in everything.. even I do that many a times. Like a twisting river, cool breeze, dark clouds, fresh rain, bright sun my love and my good feelings are endowed to everyone... my care filled eyes won't judge anyone... my heart would never say 'no' to anyone for more of love.I am loyal to no other than myself and my Loyality is NOT a slave of boundaries which are etched on the face of the mother earth by humans. My love knows no boundaries, no race, no color... nothing which can discriminate anyone from having my love.As geet a states it: "Vasudhaiva Kutumbakam".. Love is when you are indifferent to flaws and perfectness.. and then you are stable and look up and see the light... not divine but road-light.. and then there is dark suddenly as bulb fuses coz clerks have made money purchasing cheap quality bulbs for three times the price of best one in market. Lemme call for the day stating that heavenly charms have the hefty price tags, that I may afford but I won't ntelligent sentences are quite different from intricate sentences!
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Flavours Of the Connoisseur
Through the years a man peopled the silent dreams of boisterous kingdom, provinces, farms, obelisks, pyramids, wheels, horses, machines and people. Shortly before he'll die he would realise that the patient labyrinth of lines are traces of his own unaffected face. Let the chariots of dreams fly on the wings of desires right now.
I am not a demi-god or a Prophet with tons of prophecies hidden in my heart.. I am a simple guy who is very straightforward.. I say what I feel on the face and you may not like it... No one would take it, for honesty let flow the molten truth with all its heat into ears which are not used to it but to mellifluous diplomatic half truths.
Often dear ones burden me with their expectations that they tuck in me for their own gratification. Hurts me a lot. I feel for, them and me, like lovers caught on opposite sides of civil war!
I make quite correct judgements about real core of people hidden behind beautiful facades in seconds... but I myself don't believe them(that's the reason I let myself out to unkindest of cuts and most brutal of hurts..), ..Eh.. so I won't ask you to believe them either.
I am indifferent about race, color, creed, religion, sexual identity, etcetra.. stoical about many emotions, love, hate or anger. Nothing affects me, I am genuinely sorry if I fail to reciprocate to your sentiments at times. I am not a dead hearted guy, it's just that I cannot be sloppy. I accept the people for what they are... with all their perfect flaws and flawed perfectness unconditionally.. and expect the same. Annoyingly, it never happens.. people are most of the times so self-induldged that they couldn't appreciate for my individuality and my being. I am not a product showcased on a manequin which could be tailor made or altered to peronal taste and choice.. I am what I am. No one can change me.. no one can live my life for me. So please don't comment if you have a dislike for my hair-do, it won't be entertained but ignored.
Everyone is alone at a personal level. You just can't tell somethings even to your closest pal... So one has to stand for himself and put an end to being miserable.
I am fun-loving guy with sense of humor that tickles funny bones, most of the times breaking gravity of situation to a laughter. I do puns quite often..
Don't be annoyed girls if I ask you on the face "Was your father a baker?" and you would ask "why on the earth have you asked such a question???"....... and I'll reply " Cuz you see... you've got nice buns!!".
Thanks for spending your invaluable time on my profile... leafing through the sections and pages! Thanks a bunch!
Compassionate passion for passionate compassion . Pass-ion is passing of positive/negatively charged ion... Argh.. I am pass-ionate about doing delibrate things like tapping in keys nonesense.. gawking at beautiful curves in geometry.. watching the uncomprehensible triology like trigonometry... passionate about corpses, death, hate, pounding the beautiful............. heart of mine And...sports: Strip-Poker. I have the unintentional misleading tendency to shiver my butts in pool water in multicolor speedo. My dog takes me for a walk everyday. I run...... oTo Aman : I cannot scrap you or message you, may be coz I am in your ignore-list or Orkut is acting up... I am at udaipur.DON'T Pretend TO REaD coz most of you won't!!First things first, except for my b'day, city, the fact that I love my pets, movies and professional section most of the sections are just filled for fun .. don't take them way too seriously.About me... Well, My friends say it all.. coz they are the best 'chauvinist judges' :DLet me be an honest critic of self ;)I am the ruthlessness of the killer who slit open the throat of an innocent.. The End.( of criticism.. coz I can't stand much of it, you see...)
sports: Strip-Poker. I have the unintentional misleading tendency to shiver my butts in pool water in multicolor speedo. My dog takes me for a walk everyday. I run...... only to receive the friends' calls. I have very great sports spirit... I watch soccer reclining on my couch with 5 kilos of french fries, 1 kg of cheese dipped popcorns.. My family doc recommends me sports like swimming, running to stay in shape. I look at my pot belly and inform him that this is the shape I stay in! Sporty me. :)
activities: I am inactively active.. now you would take me for moron for that oxymoron... but I do count sheeps before losing myself to sleep... I do think sometimes before scribbling(Last time was precisely when I was learning to train my tongue for speech when I was two.. Look I just did the thinking!)..and some wishful thinking of landing safe while bungee-jumping without bungee rope. books: Oxford dictionary, T.V. manuals, cell-phone warranty manual and Clauses of Personal Loan. music: Bellowing of buffalo, farts, heavy traffic, freaky laugh.. volcano eruption, explosion, Airplane's takeoff... Heavy industries are my favorite jukeboxes. tv shows: I can only hear on my inherited tv endowed from first time users to third generation with broken screen... Sighs!
cuisines: Continental, Mexican, Thai, and Indian cuisine contents all my taste-buds. I am not a gourmet but just eat whatever is served. Hyderabadi Biryani is one of the yummiest thing I ever had. Tantalizing fusion of smoothies and fun-food drools my mouth.I love pastries and food of gods! Chocolate. I enjoy every bit of it in that awe-inspiring moment.. It melts in mouth over my tongue which is fiddling with it.. It melts and breaks into amazing taste and heavenly aroma... unforeseen and very addictive. I am high in the Heaven.. forgetting everything... all the odds.. even my own existence. It's much better feeling than orgasmic tantra... and more purer than marijuana's dopey.. Ah.. hmmm...If I have some beauty all raw with chocolate syrrup smeared all over, on the dining table as my main course, my senses would be satiated to their core!
I am not a demi-god or a Prophet with tons of prophecies hidden in my heart.. I am a simple guy who is very straightforward.. I say what I feel on the face and you may not like it... No one would take it, for honesty let flow the molten truth with all its heat into ears which are not used to it but to mellifluous diplomatic half truths.
Often dear ones burden me with their expectations that they tuck in me for their own gratification. Hurts me a lot. I feel for, them and me, like lovers caught on opposite sides of civil war!
I make quite correct judgements about real core of people hidden behind beautiful facades in seconds... but I myself don't believe them(that's the reason I let myself out to unkindest of cuts and most brutal of hurts..), ..Eh.. so I won't ask you to believe them either.
I am indifferent about race, color, creed, religion, sexual identity, etcetra.. stoical about many emotions, love, hate or anger. Nothing affects me, I am genuinely sorry if I fail to reciprocate to your sentiments at times. I am not a dead hearted guy, it's just that I cannot be sloppy. I accept the people for what they are... with all their perfect flaws and flawed perfectness unconditionally.. and expect the same. Annoyingly, it never happens.. people are most of the times so self-induldged that they couldn't appreciate for my individuality and my being. I am not a product showcased on a manequin which could be tailor made or altered to peronal taste and choice.. I am what I am. No one can change me.. no one can live my life for me. So please don't comment if you have a dislike for my hair-do, it won't be entertained but ignored.
Everyone is alone at a personal level. You just can't tell somethings even to your closest pal... So one has to stand for himself and put an end to being miserable.
I am fun-loving guy with sense of humor that tickles funny bones, most of the times breaking gravity of situation to a laughter. I do puns quite often..
Don't be annoyed girls if I ask you on the face "Was your father a baker?" and you would ask "why on the earth have you asked such a question???"....... and I'll reply " Cuz you see... you've got nice buns!!".
Thanks for spending your invaluable time on my profile... leafing through the sections and pages! Thanks a bunch!
Compassionate passion for passionate compassion . Pass-ion is passing of positive/negatively charged ion... Argh.. I am pass-ionate about doing delibrate things like tapping in keys nonesense.. gawking at beautiful curves in geometry.. watching the uncomprehensible triology like trigonometry... passionate about corpses, death, hate, pounding the beautiful............. heart of mine And...sports: Strip-Poker. I have the unintentional misleading tendency to shiver my butts in pool water in multicolor speedo. My dog takes me for a walk everyday. I run...... oTo Aman : I cannot scrap you or message you, may be coz I am in your ignore-list or Orkut is acting up... I am at udaipur.DON'T Pretend TO REaD coz most of you won't!!First things first, except for my b'day, city, the fact that I love my pets, movies and professional section most of the sections are just filled for fun .. don't take them way too seriously.About me... Well, My friends say it all.. coz they are the best 'chauvinist judges' :DLet me be an honest critic of self ;)I am the ruthlessness of the killer who slit open the throat of an innocent.. The End.( of criticism.. coz I can't stand much of it, you see...)
sports: Strip-Poker. I have the unintentional misleading tendency to shiver my butts in pool water in multicolor speedo. My dog takes me for a walk everyday. I run...... only to receive the friends' calls. I have very great sports spirit... I watch soccer reclining on my couch with 5 kilos of french fries, 1 kg of cheese dipped popcorns.. My family doc recommends me sports like swimming, running to stay in shape. I look at my pot belly and inform him that this is the shape I stay in! Sporty me. :)
activities: I am inactively active.. now you would take me for moron for that oxymoron... but I do count sheeps before losing myself to sleep... I do think sometimes before scribbling(Last time was precisely when I was learning to train my tongue for speech when I was two.. Look I just did the thinking!)..and some wishful thinking of landing safe while bungee-jumping without bungee rope. books: Oxford dictionary, T.V. manuals, cell-phone warranty manual and Clauses of Personal Loan. music: Bellowing of buffalo, farts, heavy traffic, freaky laugh.. volcano eruption, explosion, Airplane's takeoff... Heavy industries are my favorite jukeboxes. tv shows: I can only hear on my inherited tv endowed from first time users to third generation with broken screen... Sighs!
cuisines: Continental, Mexican, Thai, and Indian cuisine contents all my taste-buds. I am not a gourmet but just eat whatever is served. Hyderabadi Biryani is one of the yummiest thing I ever had. Tantalizing fusion of smoothies and fun-food drools my mouth.I love pastries and food of gods! Chocolate. I enjoy every bit of it in that awe-inspiring moment.. It melts in mouth over my tongue which is fiddling with it.. It melts and breaks into amazing taste and heavenly aroma... unforeseen and very addictive. I am high in the Heaven.. forgetting everything... all the odds.. even my own existence. It's much better feeling than orgasmic tantra... and more purer than marijuana's dopey.. Ah.. hmmm...If I have some beauty all raw with chocolate syrrup smeared all over, on the dining table as my main course, my senses would be satiated to their core!
Got answers for everyone - endless excuses,
Not habit for anyone cos I'm trying to break your click track heart,
Seen a vision of perfect grace - airbrushed and lifeless,
All contempt and aftertaste, it's like I'm waiting for the scars to heal,
You sew Loretta Young Silks - fashioning your self-escape,
You sew Loretta Young Silks - trading on your superwaif,
All style before content - using me as bait,
You sew Loretta Young Silks - swapping your love for hate,
Soft-focus for full appeal - pictured as flawless,
No context for self-esteem - I'd be pushed to give you love on that,
As far as the eye can see - too much perfection,
Pure substance for wannabes - keeps you beating to a click track heart,
You sew Loretta Young Silks - fashioning your self-escape,
You sew Loretta Young Silks - trading on your superwaif,
All style before content - using me as bait,
You sew Loretta Young Silks - swapping your love for hate...
Not habit for anyone cos I'm trying to break your click track heart,
Seen a vision of perfect grace - airbrushed and lifeless,
All contempt and aftertaste, it's like I'm waiting for the scars to heal,
You sew Loretta Young Silks - fashioning your self-escape,
You sew Loretta Young Silks - trading on your superwaif,
All style before content - using me as bait,
You sew Loretta Young Silks - swapping your love for hate,
Soft-focus for full appeal - pictured as flawless,
No context for self-esteem - I'd be pushed to give you love on that,
As far as the eye can see - too much perfection,
Pure substance for wannabes - keeps you beating to a click track heart,
You sew Loretta Young Silks - fashioning your self-escape,
You sew Loretta Young Silks - trading on your superwaif,
All style before content - using me as bait,
You sew Loretta Young Silks - swapping your love for hate...
Ode to you Frend
Only the petals from the roses
That you...
Had send me today,
Could be used for a carpet,
With the beautiful smell of perfume,
Consuming the air that we breathe,
That someday together,
We will walk down this path,
Hand in hand thru eternity.
Friendship is the best ship to sail on.. So we shall sail on it throughout the life! The poet inside me is a liar who always speaks the truth.
Love,
Me
Friday, February 1, 2008
Love Lost
I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.
You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.
Oh plunge me deep in love—put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
I’ll leave wind and time behind!
Rain and Rest
I am a cloud in the heaven's height,
The stars are lit for my delight,
Tireless and changeful, swift and free,
I cast my shadow on hill and sea,
But why do the pines on the mountain's crest
Call to me always, "Rain and rest?"
I throw my mantle over the moon
And I blind the sun on his throne at noon,
Nothing can tame me, nothing can bind,
I am one of the heartless rhyme,
But oh the pines on the mountain's crest
Whispering always, "Rain and rest."
February Love
You walk in beauty,
Like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies..
And all that's best of dark and bright,
Meet in your aspect and your eyes.
When February bends above me,
And finds me fast asleep,
Dust need not keep the secret
A live heart died to keep.
When February tells the thrushes,
The meadow-larks will know,
And pipe the three words lightly,
To all the winds that blow.
Above his roof the swallows,
In notes like far-blown rain,
Will tell the little sparrow,
Beside his window-pane.
O sparrow, little sparrow,
When I am fast asleep,
Then tell my love the secret,
That I have died to keep.
Like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies..
And all that's best of dark and bright,
Meet in your aspect and your eyes.
When February bends above me,
And finds me fast asleep,
Dust need not keep the secret
A live heart died to keep.
When February tells the thrushes,
The meadow-larks will know,
And pipe the three words lightly,
To all the winds that blow.
Above his roof the swallows,
In notes like far-blown rain,
Will tell the little sparrow,
Beside his window-pane.
O sparrow, little sparrow,
When I am fast asleep,
Then tell my love the secret,
That I have died to keep.
Your Love
Such a feelins comin over me,
There is wonder in most everything I see,
Not a cloud in the sky,
Got the sun in my eyes,
And I wont be surprised if its a dream...
Everything I want the world to be,
Is now coming true especially for me,
And the reason is clear,
Its because you are here,
Youre the nearest thing to heaven that I've seen...
I am on the top of the world lookin down on creation..
And the only explanation I can find,
Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around,
Your loves put me at the top of the world,
Something in the wind has learned my name,
And its tellin me that things are not the same,
In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze,
Theres a pleasin sense of happiness for me,
There is only one wish on my mind,
When this day is through I hope that I will find,
That tomorrow will be just the same for you and me..
All I need will be mine if you are here.....
Note
My Connoisseur is deeply in Love and hence come short poems of love in all shades. May you read and endure the thoughtful artworks from this love dipped connoisseur of mine ;)
Love Dharitri
Love Dharitri
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